Swire Overlord

Chapter 160 Weird Smile

Although the sound is soft, it is shocking, and although the sound is small, it resounds through the world.

Zhao Yufan's indifferent words were said lightly, but in everyone's ears, they were a bit arrogant and arrogant.

"If you win?" The alchemy sect elder pondered for a moment, his eyes showed surprise. He really never thought that Zhao Yufan would win, "What do you hope for?"

Zhao Yufan smiled cunningly, and said, "If I win, please let the younger generation learn the martial arts of Alchemy Wuxiang for a few days."

Hearing this, everyone felt a little weird, it seemed that he did it on purpose, and the purpose was to get Alchemy Wuxiang, but could he really defeat Zhao Ziyue, a tenth-tier high-ranking warrior?

After everyone realized that Zhao Yufan just wanted to get Pill God Wuxiang, they were even more puzzled. What's the use of getting Pill God Wuxiang?Even if he can use pills to greatly improve his strength, but he is not an alchemist and cannot refine pills at all. If he buys pills and takes them, then the loss outweighs the gain.

Everyone didn't understand why he wanted Pill God Wuxiang, but Nangong Yurou and Hongling understood. They looked at Zhao Yufan in surprise, their expressions were shocked, and there was even a hint of panic in their expressions. With his terrifying alchemy technique, who will still be his opponent in the future?

Sensing the changes on the faces of Hong Ling and Nangong Yurou, Zhao Yufan glanced at them intentionally, revealing a wicked smile.

"Elder, you can't promise him!" Hong Ling pouted and said viciously, but just after she finished speaking, Zhao Yufan questioned, "Are you afraid that I will defeat him?"

Hearing this, Hong Ling said angrily, "That's not it!"

Just after she answered, the elder of Danqi Sect said calmly, "Okay, I promise you!"

Zhao Yufan smiled, very complacently, very happy, laughing is bound to win.

Zhao Ziyue stared straight at Zhao Yufan like a dead person, his eyes were full of Zhao Yufan's figure, and the others seemed to be like air.

The night was hazy, the waning moon hung high, and wisps of moonlight sprinkled from the window to a corner of the banquet, as if secretly observing everything.

Zhao Yufan looked dignified, thinking in his heart that it would not be easy to defeat the current Zhao Ziyue, and he was extra cautious about this battle, after all, this victory or defeat was related to Danshen Wuxiang, with Danshen Wuxiang, it would be equal to There is one more means of life-saving.

However, his empty hands made people feel that he was belittling this battle.

Zhao Ziyue didn't care about the so-called contempt, he wanted to use the ending to restore everything lost today, and he wanted to use Zhao Yufan's blood to wash away today's shame.

Everyone stared at him, watching him slowly take off the golden belt from his waist, full of doubts, and did not understand what the belt was for.

The golden belt in Zhao Ziyue's hand was more like a piece of golden veil, and upon careful observation, one could see the golden threads on the veil that were as fine as hair.

Maybe others can't see what the golden gauze is, but both Zhao Yufan and Hong Ling are geniuses in making weapons, so they naturally understand the use of the golden gauze.

Hong Ling spoke first. He didn't know that Zhao Yufan could refine weapons, but he just wanted to remind him.

"Fantasy golden yarn!"

Hearing this, everyone suddenly came to their senses, and their eyes all fell on the dreamy golden yarn.

The refiner has refined many miraculous weapons, which can be described as strange and innumerable. These weapons can be mass-produced after disassembly by the refiner. However, there are some unique weapons that cannot be mass-produced. Among them, the dreamy golden yarn is is one of them.

The dreamy golden yarn has no powerful attack, no weird ability, its only characteristic is to trap the enemy, the seemingly simple golden yarn can actually be turned into three thousand gold threads, and the gold threads can completely wrap around the top ten strong fighters, Make it immobile.

Everyone guessed Zhao Yufan's fate in an instant. When he encountered the dreamy golden yarn, his body could not move an inch, and then he was attacked by a high-level martial artist with a tenth-level powerhouse. The consequences can be imagined.

The development of the matter was similar to what everyone thought. The dreamy golden yarn turned into three thousand golden threads, trapping Zhao Yufan, but under his resistance, his hands were not wrapped around the golden threads, so at this time, except for his hands, other parts of his body were injured. Golden twine.

Zhao Ziyue walked towards him with bare hands, his expression was ferocious and terrifying, his eyes full of hatred almost made him lose his mind, he would beat Zhao Yufan with both fists on his knees and beg for mercy.

He looked at Zhao Yufan, and Zhao Yufan was still laughing, so weirdly that everyone who laughed shuddered.

"Is it funny?" Zhao Ziyue asked coldly.

Zhao Yufan pursed his lips, staring at Zhao Ziyue who was slowly approaching him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and asked, "Are you going to beat me to death with your fist?"

"Yes!" Zhao Ziyue replied, clenching his fists tightly.

"That's good." Zhao Yufan said with a smile, seeming to enjoy this way of dying.

Walking in front of Zhao Yufan, Zhao Ziyue waved his right fist without hesitation, and this fist pressed down on Zhao Yufan's face like a mountain.

When he punched, Zhao Yufan leaned forward suddenly, and fell to the ground deliberately, and his hands grabbed Zhao Ziyue's legs in a strange way, and at the moment he grabbed his legs, The fist dropped sharply.

With a sound of "Boom!", a punch hit Zhao Yufan accurately, followed by more vicious endless blows.

However, what made people suspicious was Zhao Yufan. He was easily subdued, and then he was attacked without any resistance.

Everyone felt that everything Zhao Yufan did was intentional, but why did he do it?Did he deliberately not resist?Or knowing that resistance is useless?
No one knew, not even Zhao Ziyue, that he was in extreme danger now.

Countless boxing shadows hit Zhao Yufan's body, and what Zhao Ziyue felt was full of exhilaration and infinite reverie. He finally won, and the victory was easy, but he didn't realize that his body strength was losing strangely.

Everyone was terrified by the thundering fist shadow, but Zhao Yufan himself didn't react at all. He still grabbed Zhao Ziyue's legs with both hands, and lay down on the ground with a slight smile.

Gradually, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, coupled with that weird smile, giving people a creepy feeling. Everyone even realized that Zhao Yufan was brewing some kind of conspiracy.

Elder Yunhai had a strange look on his face, he didn't say a word, and his brows tightened as if he had sensed something strange.

The head elder of Danqimen looked calm, with a faint smile on his face, and he looked sure of winning.

Hong Ling and Nangong Yurou were suspicious, unable to figure out the final outcome of this weird battle.

Han Bingyue and the others stared closely at Zhao Yufan, if there were any, they would show a hint of a smile.

The expressions of the others were different, but they looked at Zhao Yufan with pitiful eyes.

Perhaps, at this moment, only Zhao Yufan was really laughing.

(End of this chapter)