Swire Overlord

Chapter 167

All of a sudden, Ma Santong made a move, which made everyone extremely surprised and their expressions were extremely strange.

In the eyes of the elders of other sects, Ma Santong's attack undoubtedly proved the rumors outside. It was rumored that Zhao Yufan was in the Qinglan sect, but he had grievances with several elders of the Qinglan sect. It seemed that the suzerain suppressed him everywhere. Didn't believe it, but now they do.

The elders of the Qinglan Sect had different expressions, but in the end, few people were worried about Zhao Yufan. On the contrary, the disciples of the Qinglan Sect loudly reminded Zhao Yufan to be careful.

Staring at Ma Santong who was getting closer, Zhao Yufan's pupils shrank, and the steel knife dragging behind his back suddenly swung forward.

The blade cut the ground, and the tip of the knife, which had been hidden on the ground, suddenly came out.

The knife that came out of nowhere shocked everyone.

This knife is actually a bit weird, because no one would have thought that there would be another knife after the drag knife technique, and no one would have thought that someone would use the method of picking up the knife. Although the knife is very common, the knife is very common. Awkward and weak.

The light of the knife flashed, and the sound of piercing the air suddenly sounded. The air seemed to be stagnant at this moment, and everyone could only see a light of the knife.

The sharp sword light slashed fiercely on the palm shadow.

Suddenly, a fiery white light bloomed in the air, and Ma Santong's figure was swallowed up immediately.

Standing under the fiery white light, Zhao Yufan's white light appeared and disappeared from time to time. At this time, he seemed like a god, giving people a sense of mystery.

The white glow had dissipated, and Ma Santong stood ten meters away in front of Zhao Yufan in ragged clothes, as if he had just returned from a garbage dump where he had lived for ten years. It was flushed red almost like a rotten apple, grinning so hard that it wanted to eat Zhao Yufan.

Seeing Ma Santong's appearance, everyone endured it again and again, and finally burst into laughter.

The dignified law-enforcing elder of the Qinglan Sect was attacked by his disciples, and he turned out to be in such a mess in the end, which is simply ridiculous.

"Looks like it's time for the law enforcement elder of the Qinglan sect to change." The elder of the alchemy sect suddenly laughed. When he said this, the others also started to ridicule.

"Hehe... The disciples of the Qinglan Sect are really strong, and they can beat the law enforcement elders so embarrassingly. It seems that the Qinglan Sect will become famous all over the world in the future."

"It really is Zhao Yufan, this elder really appreciates you, haha..."

"Elder Ma, have you eaten too much recently and your combat effectiveness has declined?"

Hearing the constant ridicule from the crowd, Ma Santong jumped into a rage, a flash of light flashed in his hand, and the personal weapon Emei Ji appeared in his hand.

The Emei thorn pointed at the center of Zhao Yufan's eyebrows, and Ma Santong roared ferociously: "Zhao Yufan, you should be punished for attacking the law enforcement elder!"

Hearing this, Zhao Yufan glanced at him and said mockingly, "Idiot!"

As soon as the words came out, laughter broke out again.

Zhao Yufan's words can be described as extremely arrogant, but the reason why everyone burst into laughter was his "idiot". In the eyes of everyone, his words to describe Ma Santong were extremely appropriate, and everyone also knew that although Zhao Yufan scolded the law enforcement elder Is an 'idiot', but absolutely no one can blame him.

Elder Yunhai frowned, a trace of anger finally appeared on his face, and he was secretly calling Ma Santong an idiot in his heart.

Ma Santong obviously took the lead in attacking Zhao Yufan, but after being beaten into a mess by Zhao Yufan, he still had the nerve to shout: attacking the law enforcement elders should be punished, and if such shameless words were said in the sect, maybe no one would say anything , but now there are so many people from other sects around, he really looks like an idiot when he talks like this.

"Old Zhang of the Qinglan Sect is really domineering, it's unreasonable to be so domineering."

At this time, the elder of the Divine Sword Sect sneered.

"It's just nonsense that Elder Ma said in a fit of anger, all the elders are laughing at you." Zhao Yufan opened his mouth strangely, and even tried to excuse Ma Santong. Just when everyone looked at him strangely, he said another sentence: "However, Elder Li has always been very angry, hehe..."

Hearing this, a disciple asked in a low voice without knowing why: "What does he mean?"

"He means... the law enforcement elder has always been an idiot!" A disciple explained.

Everyone who was originally puzzled heard the disciples' low-pitched discussions, and instantly understood Zhao Yufan's true intentions.

"That's enough, hurry up and look at the injuries of the disciples!" Elder Yunhai frowned slightly and snapped.

At this time, the elders looked at the injured disciples one after another, and they couldn't help but frown and fell silent.

After the chaotic battle, all the masters were more or less injured, more than a dozen of them were seriously injured, and eight people died in the battle, while the masters of Xingju Pavilion and Zimang Empire lost two each.

Zhao Yufan looked at Mo Qi and the others, seeing that their injuries were not serious, he couldn't help but smiled, thinking in his heart that after this battle, these guys will definitely practice even harder.

Then at this moment, everyone looked at Yu Min who was walking towards Zhao Yufan step by step.

Holding the sword, Yu Min walked forward slowly, every step seemed to be crossing a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire.

Seeing Yu Min's expressionless eyes, the disciples began to discuss in a low voice.

"What is he going to do?"

"I guess it's going to be a desperate fight."

"Will you commit suicide?"

"Will you kill yourself?"

As the noise gradually subsided, Yu Min walked up to Zhao Yufan.

Zhao Yufan looked at him lightly, sympathizing with his experience, "You don't have to die, the grievances between us will be wiped out, if you provoke me in the future, I will let you die by my sword!"

The corner of Yu Min's mouth twitched slightly, he wanted to laugh but he didn't, his sword trembled, just like his voice now, "I don't need your sympathy, I have nothing, what's the use of dying?"

Hearing his words, many people's faces became extremely ugly. According to Yu Min, they really wanted to die in front of Zhao Yufan.

"A game, don't take it seriously!"

Zhao Yufan waved his hand, turned around and left, he didn't want to see Yu Min die in front of him.

Looking at Zhao Yufan's leaving back, Yu Min's hoarse voice resounded throughout the world: "I, Yu Min, am willing to gamble and admit defeat, and I am willing to die!"

After saying that, he cast a shocking sword, the sword circled around his neck, blood spattered, and he fell slowly to the ground.

The blood spread slowly, and he closed his eyes tightly, lying straight in the pool of blood.

After a pause, Zhao Yufan did not stop, but shook his head slightly, and gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

Yu Min killed himself, and in the end, he made everyone remember his name, which was a name that he lost his life by gambling.

Yu Min died, but the matter was not over.

He was willing to die, definitely not just for a bet.

Zhao Yufan stepped on the grass slowly, pacing back and forth leisurely, watching the grass being trampled by him slowly straighten up, his expression suddenly became solemn, his eyes were straight to the sky, as if he was thinking about something.

At this moment, a group of people slowly appeared in the Shuanglong Peak under the ghost tower. They walked very fast, as if they had something important to do.

(End of this chapter)