Swire Overlord

Chapter 211 No one dares to fight
Zhao Yufan did a very simple thing within a second, that is, came to Xue Qinghe's side.

He had been waiting for Xue Qinghe to reveal his flaws, and the purpose of causing everyone to curse just now was to distract Xue Qinghe.

The sense of crisis behind him made Xue Qinghe's eyes almost bulge out of fright. Before he could make any movement, his limbs felt paralyzed, and his body could not move at all. Then a hand fell on his shoulder, and the energy in his body began to flow strangely.This kind of weird feeling can only be comprehended by those who have personally experienced it. It is a weird and terrifying feeling that goes deep into the soul.

After a few years of hard work, he became a warrior, and in an instant he became a mortal.

Xue Qinghe's cultivation had been reduced to that of a high-level martial artist, and the crazy loss of power made him terrified, and he didn't know where the strength came from. Suddenly, he raised his right hand and stabbed fiercely at his left chest.

"puff"

A knife pierced through the body directly, the tip of the knife was glowing with blood, and continued to move forward, stabbing Zhao Yufan behind him.Xue Qinghe's knife was one meter long, and after piercing through his body, it could still stab Zhao Yufan.

Forced to do so, Zhao Yufan took a few steps back and looked at Xue Qinghe indifferently. Although he did not abolish his cultivation, he was punished severely after all.

Xue Qinghe didn't pull out the knife, because when he pulled out the knife at this time, a large amount of blood would spurt out, resulting in excessive blood loss and death. He stared at Zhao Yufan viciously, and looked at his master Mu Tianzuo, a trace of fear flashed in his pupils.

With a string of bloodstains, he tremblingly walked in front of Mu Tianzuo, knelt down on the ground with a "bang", and said in a panic and uneasy tone: "Master, master, I'm sorry, I, I lost."

Mu Tianyou had an angry expression on his face, and secretly glanced at the more than [-] onlookers who were staring at him. After hesitating for a moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he shouted angrily: "Bold villain, a martial arts competition is a martial arts competition. How dare you hurt the people? Even though you are a teacher, I can't bear to hurt you!" You, but you will pay for the dead people after all.”

As soon as this remark came out, the onlookers applauded one after another, praising the Qinglan Sect Master for his deep understanding of righteousness, and for righteousness to destroy relatives, he is a well-deserved number one gentleman of the righteous way.

Hearing the words, Xue Qinghe trembled in fright, then turned his head to face the more than [-] onlookers, and seemed to want to say something, but just as he opened his mouth, Mu Tianzuo stood up from his seat abruptly and grabbed hold of him tightly. Over his shoulder, he shouted loudly: "This person is my apprentice, now, I will execute him with my own hands to make amends for the dead people."

After finishing the words, he slapped Xue Qinghe on the forehead, and Xue Qinghe died on the spot.

Seeing the tears streaming from the corners of Mu Tianzuo's eyes, many people lamented that he is a good suzerain, but it's a pity that his disciples don't live up to expectations.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yufan's expression was extremely ugly. Only now did he realize that the suzerain is not only sinister, but also cruel enough. For his own self-interest, he is almost unscrupulous. It is said that Xue Qinghe is vicious, but who knows?Is Xue Qinghe's master even more vicious?

Scanning the strong people present, Zhao Yufan sneered in his heart, maybe only this group of people who are equal to Mu Tianyou understand his character, or maybe they don't understand how cunning Mu Tianyou is.

Xue Qinghe's death did not bring much change to everyone, and the focus of their attention was still Zhao Yufan.Lanzong lost three times in three battles, even Xue Qinghe died because of him. Now in the entire dragon and phoenix list, only the top ten players can compete with him, but no one dares to play rashly, because if he loses, not only the It is so simple to be seriously injured, and Zhao Yufan may abolish his cultivation base, which is something that everyone is afraid of.

At this time, if Zhao Yufan said that he was the number one player in the Dragon and Phoenix Ranking, no one would dare to question it, because his existence made the number one player in the Dragon and Phoenix Ranking not dare to challenge.

The top master of the Dragon and Phoenix Gang is Zhou Ming of the Excalibur Sect, and his father is the lord of the Excalibur Sect.Zhou Yiming represented the young disciples of the entire Excalibur Sect. If he was defeated by Zhao Yufan, it would mean that the entire Excalibur Sect was defeated, so he did not dare to challenge, nor did he have the confidence to defeat Zhao Yufan.

Zhao Yufan didn't do too much. If he directly challenged Zhou Ming, then Zhou Ming could only play. If Zhou Ming lost, then the entire Excalibur Sect would lose face, but he didn't do that. Instead, he said flatly: " Everyone, it's getting late, so let's rest for now. I've done my best, so you can do it yourself."

What he said seemed to be speaking to those who challenged him, but he was actually speaking to the leaders of various forces.

Zhao Yufan left and walked into the winding path alone.

The sun in the sky exuded warmth, and it was just ten o'clock.

The onlookers talked a lot, there was no doubt about Zhao Yufan's tyranny, and some ironic remarks about various forces.

Zhao Yufan's display of strength was too tyrannical, and many heads of forces gave up the idea of ​​dealing with Zhao Yufan. Originally, they had no grievances with Zhao Yufan, and it was true that no one could defeat Zhao Yufan, so they had to give up.

The forces in the empire are very unified and are not dealing with Zhao Yufan for the time being. In fact, the imperial forces and the sect forces have always been at odds with each other. They have been fighting or fighting for recruiting disciples all the year round. Naturally, the forces would not deal with Zhao Yufan. The important thing was that they could not send disciples to deal with Zhao Yufan, and killing Zhao Yufan would not do any good. The only benefit was to get rid of a potential crisis.

In the end, the only ones who insisted on dealing with Zhao Yufan were the six major sects and some other sect forces, because Zhao Yufan posed a huge threat to them.

As for how to deal with Zhao Yufan, the six major sects already had countermeasures. They decided to use the most common wheel tactics, even if they were tired, they would exhaust Zhao Yufan to death.

The head of Xingju Pavilion frowned and asked: "What if the wheel tactics don't work?"

The master of the Divine Sword Sect raised his eyebrows, and said darkly: "Then send a disciple of King Wu to play."

The head of Xingju Pavilion heard the words, nodded silently, and then frowned and pondered. The disciples of King Wu were enough to kill Zhao Yufan, but the sects came here without bringing any disciples of King Wu, "But, we don't have any disciples of King Wu."

The master of Shenjian Sect sneered and said: "Although there are no disciples of King Wu, there are elders of King Wu."

Hearing this, everyone suddenly realized and understood the meaning.

A conspiracy against Zhao Yufan is slowly forming, and Zhao Yufan himself, wandering lazily on the jungle path, doesn't seem to be worried at all.

In his opinion, after today's battle, many people will temporarily give up dealing with him. Of course, there will also be people who will stubbornly try to deal with him. However, that is not important, as long as the strong do not make a move, he is not afraid of anything.

At noon, Zhao Yufan went to the dining hall for dinner. As soon as he stepped into the dining hall, the noise in the dining hall stopped abruptly.

Looking at the terrified eyes of everyone, Zhao Yufan smiled slightly, finished his meal on his own, and ate in silence by himself. No one dared to take a seat within a few meters of him.

(End of this chapter)