Swire Overlord

Chapter 319 Wan Jian
Zhao Yufan was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing.

Is the name of the sword god so terrible?It seems that Zhao Yufan's name does not have such power.

He shook his head helplessly, looked into the distance, and there was a flash of worry in his eyes. These people would definitely report the news of his appearance to the large army. At that time, he would face thousands or tens of thousands of soldiers.

However, he didn't know that the [-] soldiers within [-] miles were slowly approaching him.When he left the Black-faced Tiger camp, the general there had already reported the matter to others with the Flying Eagle Rumor, and pointed out the direction in which Zhao Yufan left.

there is always a solution to a problem.

Zhao Yufan walked briskly forward, the sword in his hand was dazzling with a cold light, bursting out a white light from time to time.

In less than a few minutes, [-] soldiers gathered five miles away from Zhao Yufan, and the number of soldiers was constantly increasing. Among them, the white wolf tiger of the Liu family's eight tigers had already arrived.

The white wolf tiger stared at the approaching figure, slowly drew out the sword, held it high in the air, and shouted sharply: "Kill! Kill the sword god, you will be promoted to three ranks, and the reward is [-]!"

Hearing this, the soldiers rushed towards Zhao Yufan like wolves and tigers, wishing to tear Zhao Yufan apart with their teeth.

The ground trembled slightly, Zhao Yufan's expression was dignified, his already galloping figure sped up again, and his whole body was like lightning, he raised his sword and charged into the crowd.

The soldiers wanted to go crazy, and attacked Zhao Yufan from all directions, not afraid of his sword at all, as if they had forgotten life and death.

Zhao Yufan had kind thoughts in his heart, and the sharp sword only wounded the soldiers, but did not hurt them. As a result, the soldiers became even more unscrupulous.

The so-called shooting horses first when shooting people, and capturing the king first when capturing thieves, Zhao Yufan's goal was the white wolf and tiger, but unfortunately there were too many soldiers around, and he couldn't get out for a while.

At this moment, Bai Langhu couldn't stand the loneliness and took a few steps forward. He wanted to carefully observe the state of the sword god. If the sword god was weak, he would rush forward. Waiting for a while.

Seeing Bai Langhu walk a few steps and then stop suddenly, Zhao Yufan thought to himself, and instantly guessed Bai Yanlang's intentions.He deliberately put on a tired look, and let the enemy's knife slash his left arm, making Baiyanlang mistakenly think that he is not physically strong.

The white-eyed wolf frowned, seeing that the sword god was injured by a knife, he couldn't help being overjoyed, shook the sword in his hand, leaned forward, and rushed forward ferociously like a hungry wolf.

Zhao Yufan narrowed his eyes, and when the white-eyed wolf was less than two meters away from him, the sword suddenly turned and stabbed the white-eyed wolf.

The sword light flickered, and the white-eyed wolf shrank his neck in fright, and raised the knife to leave.However, he turns slower than the sword.

A sword seals the throat!
The white-eyed wolf was instantly killed.

The soldiers' attack came to an abrupt end, and they retreated in fear.

Zhao Yufan walked with his sword in hand, and the soldiers in front of him made way for him one after another, retreating to both sides in fear, for fear of offending him.

"Woo... woo... woo..." Suddenly, the horn sounded from the distant sky, and the sound was continuous, reaching everyone's ears from all directions.

Hearing the sound of the horn, the fearful soldiers surrounded Zhao Yufan again, and cheered up as if they had a backbone.

Zhao Yufan also stopped, raised his sword and looked around.

Suddenly, a group of soldiers rushed out from the mountains on the right, holding up their weapons and shouting: "Kill!"

Immediately afterwards, a large number of soldiers appeared in other directions and shouted.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The deafening sound was like huge waves, which shocked people.

Zhao Yufan clenched the sword in his hand, solemnly and slowly swept across the soldiers in all directions, and roared, "Whoever stands in my way dies!"

As soon as the words fell, the sword in his hand was merciless, every stabbing of the sword could kill the surrounding soldiers, and the sword danced wildly, just like the arm of the god of death, harvesting the lives of the soldiers.

The soldiers flocked towards Zhao Yufan defying life and death. The dense crowd seemed to block the air outside, making Zhao Yufan feel a strong sense of suffocation.

Facing tens of thousands of soldiers, it was no longer possible to use ordinary martial arts to fight against them. Zhao Yufan could only use a wide range of attacking martial arts to open a gap in the crowd with one move and rush out.

The martial art "Ten Thousand Swords" is the most commonly used large-scale attack. One stabbing sword turns into ten thousand swords, covering hundreds of meters or hundreds of meters, and performs indiscriminate coverage attacks.

At this moment, Zhao Yufan was about to use the most common martial skill "Wan Jian" to open a passage for him to rush out.

The sword was shining brightly, and the dazzling white light made the soldiers retreat one after another.

At this moment, Zhao Yufan suddenly jumped up, and his whole body was directly suspended in the air, like a god, ignoring the crowd on the ground.

He gently raised his sword, and then slowly slashed towards the ground.

Suddenly, the cut sword glow split into two sword glows, the two sword glows split into four sword glows, the four sword glows split into eight sword glows, and finally tens of thousands of sword glows.

The sword light trembled slightly in the void, and immediately swooped down fiercely towards the ground.

Tens of thousands of sword glows slanted down like raindrops, directly covering hundreds of meters above the sky.

The soldiers were completely dazed in fright, their eyes were filled with white light, and they could hardly see the surroundings. They ran away in fright, in a panic.

Thousands of swords were fired, and the entire earth was instantly covered, and then the sword lights were linked together to form a huge white light. The violent white light just rose, and then slowly faded until it disappeared.

At this moment, the ground is riddled with holes and potholes, and scarlet blood is gathered in the small pits pierced by sword lights. Surrounded by soldiers lying on the ground, some soldiers are covered in blood, and some soldiers howl helplessly. , Some soldiers rolled in pain.

Seeing the power of Wan Dao's sword light, the soldiers who avoided the disaster stepped back again in fright, almost turning their heads and running away nervously.

With one strike, hundreds of soldiers were directly killed or injured.

Zhao Yufan continued to walk forward with a cold expression while holding the sword.This time, the surrounding soldiers did not dare to step forward to stop him, and the rest of the soldiers not far away were also stunned by the scene just now, and did not react for a long time.

The soldiers who suddenly appeared just now were commanded by six people, and these six people were the remaining Eight Tigers of the Liu family.The black-faced tiger and the white wolf tiger died, and the other six tigers finally gathered together to attack Zhao Yufan.

Zhao Yufan rushed forward. He was about to face General Tiger, one of Liu's Eight Tigers. General Tiger was fierce. He was definitely a general on the battlefield, but he was not a good commander.

Seeing that Zhao Yufan was about to leave, the other five tigers immediately dispatched troops to encircle and suppress them. Unfortunately, they were not as fast as Zhao Yufan, and could only watch Zhao Yufan's figure gradually fade into a black spot.

The five tigers gathered together, and their strength reached [-].While chasing Zhao Yufan, they discussed countermeasures. Not long after, they planned a sinister plan.

(End of this chapter)