Swire Overlord

Chapter 558
It doesn't matter where the four girls go, what matters is where Zhao Yufan is, so the four girls leave without any hindrance.

Shiquan Road was filled with fresh murderous aura. Just after these murderous auras appeared, they rushed in front of Zhao Yufan from cracks, springs, walls, etc., and locked Zhao Yufan. As long as Zhao Yufan made a slight movement, these murderous auras would condense into sharp blades and pierce through everything.

Zhao Yufan held the fifth-grade sword, and the blade of the sword reflected cold light under the scorching sun, reflecting on the water, the wall, and the sky.

Yu Hu was entangled by the Four Finger Sword Demon and had no chance to kill Zhao Yufan.Xiao Kai and Wu Hao were pinned down by Hades and the blood-red old devil, and they had no chance to kill Zhao Yufan. To be precise, they were pinning each other down.Jiang Taoshui was admiring the scenery with Muchen, and the two were holding each other back.

The strong ones restrained each other, but some people were not restrained, such as Yu Hu and Yang Zhen.

Yu Hu appears, where is Yang Zhen?
Before Yang Zhen appeared, Jia Ping, Huolong and others from the Jia family came. Behind them were more than a dozen Martial Emperors.

"Hey, you have today too." Jia Ping held a magnificent sword, his face full of sarcasm.

Looking at Jia Ping's group of people, Zhao Yufan actually laughed. This group of people was insignificant in his eyes, but after seeing Jia Ping's complacent expression, he still said, "You think you can kill me?"

Huolong said lightly: "We don't kill you, we are only responsible for stopping you."

At this time, a taunting voice came from a distance: "You guys have self-knowledge!"

Jia Ping looked sideways to the right side of Shiquan Road. On the trail on the right, Baisha and others came slowly, and there was also a strong Emperor Wu behind them.

Bai Sha, Leng Feng, He Wei, Yue Rong, Song Qing, Song Fei, and Jiang Linger all stood behind Zhao Yufan. After a while, Leng Feng said, "Let's go."

Zhao Yufan was also polite, and left with his sword in hand.On the way, he looked at the sky suspiciously. The battle in the sky was still going on, and the four-fingered sword demon was on par with Yu Hu.

"Strange, where's the group of experts from the Pill Artifact Sect? Could it be that they're completely restrained too?" Zhao Yufan muttered inwardly, looking straight ahead.

In front, stood this person, who was holding a long golden stick. One end of the long stick touched the ground, and the ground showed a crack.

"Fulong!" Zhao Yufan muttered to himself, with a look of seriousness on his face.

Fulong also saw Zhao Yufan, and he held the nine-foot tendon-breaking stick even tighter in his hand. He was defeated by Zhao Yufan last time, and this time he must not lose. If he loses...you can only die!Seeing Zhao Yufan approaching gradually, he said, "Here?"

"Here we come." Zhao Yufan replied very simply, and said a little impatiently, "Time is a little tight, let's get started."

Fulong's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he directly hit Zhao Yufan's neck with the nine-foot tendon breaking stick in his hand.

Zhao Yufan's sword flashed a cold light, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal.

The figures of the two overlapped immediately, and it was not clear who was who.

The nine-foot broken tendon stick in Fulong's hand is like a golden dragon, and Fulong is using a golden dragon as a weapon to attack the whole world crazily.His attack was not just attacking Zhao Yufan, but more like attacking everything around him. No matter how Zhao Yufan dodged, he could not avoid his attack.

The phantom of the golden dragon dances across the universe, and the whole world seems to be covered by the golden dragon shadow. Fulong is the master of the golden world, and Zhao Yufan is the enemy of the entire golden world.

Shuttle among the shadows of sticks all over the sky, Zhao Yufan's sword has been replaced countless times, and his sword will break after it collides with the shadows of sticks.

"No way, it's going to be over if we go on like this." Zhao Yufan thought to himself, his eyes passed through countless golden shadows, and landed on Fu Long who seemed far away but was close at hand.

Fulong's hands seemed to be holding a golden dragon, and the golden dragon was constantly dancing by him, bombarding any place in the world.

Zhao Yufan stared at Fulong's hand, gritted his teeth slightly, and said in his heart: "Abolishing your hand is equivalent to killing your dragon!" But it is not easy to break through layers of attacks and injure Fulong's hand. .

The sword energy swept across, Zhao Yufan's pupils dilated, and he stabbed out with the sword.

This sword contained infinite power and his comprehension of the way of the sword. Its power was so terrifying that the stick shadow had a sense of fear. Wherever the sword energy passed, the stick shadow turned into nothingness.

Fu Long clearly felt the power of this move, his face was a little dignified, but there was a calmness between his brows. Although the sword is strong, it is difficult to shake his golden world.

The matter did not exceed Fu Long's expectations. Although the sword intent is strong, it is still difficult to break through his defense. He looked at Zhao Yufan who was rushing towards him, and said, "It's very strong, but it can't!"

A sly smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Yufan's mouth, and the sword in his hand suddenly lit up, and he fled it out suddenly.

The sword, with a sharp light, pierces the sky with the power to cut through the world.

The current sword is stronger than the one just now. This sword is Zhao Yufan's own sword. The swords he used before are basically other people's martial arts, but this sword is his own. It is his own comprehension of kendo.

A domineering and domineering sword, simply put, his sword is a domineering sword.

No matter what enemy you face, no matter what difficulty you face, this sword can be stabbed out, and this sword needs to kill the enemy with the intention of victory.

This sword is not controlled by Zhao Yufan's hand, but by his heart.

The sword was fast, so fast that Fulong had no room to react.

In a breath, it's all over.

Blood gradually oozes from Fulong's arm, Yin Hong's blood is very eye-catching on his clothes, his nine-foot tendon breaking stick falls to the ground, and the golden stick shadow between the sky and the earth suddenly disappears.

Zhao Yufan and Fu Long stood facing each other, their eyes fixed on each other.

After a while, Fulong bent down to pick up the nine-foot broken tendon stick, and said without emotion: "You won, you are really better than me!" He didn't believe in admitting it, but he had to admit it.When he picked up the nine-foot broken tendon stick, a black shadow slowly approached not far away.

Until the black shadow walked in front of Zhao Yufan and Fu Long, this person was still a black shadow, his body was shrouded in a black robe, leaving only a black shadow.

"You are Hei Feng!" Fu Long stared at the shadow and asked.

Hei Feng nodded, and introduced himself: "Platinum Killer... Hei Feng!"

Ranked [-]nd among the Platinum Killers, Hei Feng, a strongman in the fourth realm of the Martial Emperor, was only one step away from becoming the Martial Emperor. He specialized in assassinating the Martial Emperor and never missed a shot.

Fu Long stared at Zhao Yufan coldly, and said, "Go, I'll stop him."

Zhao Yufan looked at Fulong worriedly, and said sincerely, "Together."

Fu Long glared at Zhao Yufan, then tore off a strip of cloth from his clothes, wrapped it around his arm, and said indifferently, "No need, hurry up!"

Zhao Yufan glanced at Heifeng, nodded with a frown, and said, "Be careful." After speaking, he continued to move forward with his sword in hand.

(End of this chapter)