Swire Overlord

Chapter 301 I am the Sword God
In an instant, the thirteen sword lights burst out bursts of white light, covering Zhao Yufan.

The air flow in the air stirred, and the leaves flying in the air were smashed by the sword qi, and the sound of breaking through the air continued to sound, piercing people's ears.

Everyone stared at the masked man submerged by the sword light, feeling a sense of desolation in their hearts.

Will he die?

They asked themselves in their hearts, looking at the ray of light in front of them, they really hoped for a miracle to happen, but would a miracle really happen?

Even if the masked man can dodge this attack, how will he dodge the next attack?In their impression, it seems that no one can escape from the siege of Qing Lan's Thirteen Swords, even the Martial Emperor's master would have to pay the price of serious injuries to break out of the siege.

However, the masked man is not a master of the Martial Emperor.

The light gradually dissipated, and everyone's disappointed hearts gradually fell into the abyss.

Looking at the gradually receding light, Qing Lan Thirteen Swords smiled, Wang Xinhua laughed, Wang Baichuan laughed, Liu Man laughed, Zhou Hai also laughed, but more people did not laugh.

Can Yue didn't smile, Little Fatty didn't laugh, Zhang Qing and Yuanyuan didn't laugh, Han Bingyue didn't laugh, and many onlookers didn't laugh either.For them, the death of the masked man was a bit sad, because he didn't deserve to die, or he shouldn't have died.

The moment the light completely dissipated, everyone's mood fell to the bottom.

At the same time, the smiles of Qinglan Shisanjian and others were completely released.

Suddenly, everyone's expressions were stunned for a moment, and then they showed surprise.

In a trance, they seemed to see a black shadow walking among Qing Lan's Thirteen Swords.

They didn't seem to believe what they saw. Some rubbed their eyes, some stretched their necks forward, and some opened their eyes to the maximum, hoping to see more clearly.

At this moment, everyone was sure: there really was a black shadow just now.

The black shadow is Zhao Yufan. In the impression of many people, Zhao Yufan will not lose. Although he has transformed into a sword god at this time, he still will not lose!

While breathing, he shuttled beside Qing Lan's Thirteen Swords and displayed Thirteen Swords at the same time.

After the thirteen swords were cast, he returned to the position surrounded just now, and stood up with the sword, like a mountain, which was insurmountable.

The scene suddenly quieted down, and people suddenly realized that the masked man had rushed out of the encirclement of Qing Lan's Thirteen Swords just now.

This is extremely shocking and incredible.

Wang Xinhua squeezed his eyes, and stared at Qinglan Thirteen Swords in disbelief, as if he wanted to see some clues from them, but Qinglan Thirteen Swords was more shocked than him at this moment, and their minds were blank at this moment , There is no reaction at all to what happened just now.

Wang Baichuan and a group of masters could see clearly that the moment the light faded, the masked man rushed out of the encirclement of Qinglan's thirteen swords in a strange posture, and unleashed the thirteen swords on them.

Zhang Qing's embraced arms fell down at some point, and he stared at the masked man intently, with a fighting spirit in his heart.

Yuanyuan licked the corner of her mouth, and muttered in surprise, "This guy is so strong, why do I feel he can compete with Zhao Yufan?"

Hearing this, Zhang Qing was shocked, his eyes suddenly became a little dim, "Yes, he may have the strength to fight Zhao Yufan, and I am not his opponent at all."

Looking at her friend's frustrated expression, Yuanyuan curled her lips and said sarcastically, "Hey, don't look like you're going to die, okay? Look at Han Bingyue and the others, they are often hit by Zhao Yufan, aren't they still practicing hard? Even if we can't beat Zhao Yufan in terms of strength in this life, we can't lose to him in terms of momentum!"

Zhang Qing showed a gratified smile, and looked at Han Bingyue and the others.

Han Bingyue and the others have a very strong mental capacity. After getting along with Zhao Yufan for a long time, they have been fully prepared for this kind of turnaround. Although they were surprised on their faces, they were not overly excited.

Although they were not excited, Liu Man who was not far away was so excited that he almost jumped up.

"What kind of shit is Qing Lan Thirteen Swords, it's a pile of shit!" He cursed, took the tea from Zhou Hai angrily, drank it down, and then threw the cup on the ground, cursing : "What kind of broken tea is this, lukewarm? Do you have any brains?"

Zhou Hai bowed his head and stood behind Liu Man, carefully comforting him: "Young Master Liu, calm down first, their battle has just begun, if Qinglan Thirteen Swords uses its ultimate move, this person will definitely lose! "

"Huh!" Liu Man let out a breath, waved his hands impatiently and said, "Go away, hurry up and make me a cup of hot tea that doesn't burn my mouth!"

Hot tea that doesn't burn your mouth?Is that still hot tea?
Zhou Hai muttered something in his heart, bowed his head silently and left.

Just when he left, Qing Lan Thirteen Swords' face was extremely pale.

They found that there was a sharp pain in their right arm, and when they looked down, they found a shallow sword mark on the wrist holding the sword.

The sword marks didn't hurt the skin, didn't bleed, just like being whipped, but there was a red bloodstain, like a chain, wrapped around their bodies and their hearts, making them completely frozen in place.

Except for masters like Wang Baichuan and Wu Huang, the rest did not understand what happened.Seeing the masked man and Qinglan Shisanjian standing still, everyone couldn't help but whispered.

The voices of the crowd fluctuated with each other, falling into the ears of Zhao Yufan and Qinglan Thirteen Swords one by one. Some thought that Zhao Yufan had lost, some thought that Qinglan Thirteen Swords had lost, and some thought that they were planning even more terrifying moves.

After a heated argument, everyone finally reached a consensus. They believed that both sides were planning more outrageous moves.

Just when everyone was sure why Zhao Yufan and Qing Lan's Thirteen Swords were not moving, one of Qin Lan's Thirteen Swords suddenly spoke.

He asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"

Zhao Yufan said calmly, "Sword God!"

Sword God?

Hearing this name, everyone's first feeling was that it was a little weird.

Because in their impression, there are only two kinds of people who dare to be called Sword God.One kind of people is very powerful in swordsmanship, so they are called sword gods; People call it the Sword God.

But Zhao Yufan obviously does not belong to these two types of people.

As if to confuse everyone, Zhao Yufan patiently explained: "My name is Sword God, not a nickname. You should know Sword Demon, right? His name is Sword Demon, and I am Sword God."

Suddenly, everyone felt that the sword god was a little arrogant, and listening to his tone, it seemed that his sword was very powerful.But everyone was relieved soon, because the Sword God's sword is really powerful.

(End of this chapter)