"Boss!"
Opening his eyes suddenly, Ye Lin couldn't help shouting. The rest of the people, after hearing the soft shout, couldn't help shaking suddenly, opened their eyes, and shouted together, "Zhuo Fan!"
Buzzing...
Space fluctuations suddenly sounded. Just before the fierce sword was about to arrive, the barriers burning with black thunderflames suddenly appeared in front of everyone, and there were as many as three brushes.
And Baili Jingtian couldn't help being shocked when he saw such a strange thing flashing, and he felt confused.
But at this moment, the unparalleled sword force had hit the black thunder barrier fiercely.
Poof!
There was no such violent sound, as if it had hit the cotton. The sword gas rushed to the thunder barrier and immediately burned violently, and the power dropped by half of it in an instant.
Seeing this scene, Baili Jingtian couldn't help but be shocked and inexplicably surprised.
What's the matter? How could his sword spirit suddenly be reduced so much?
However, before he could react, the first thunder barrier had been exhausted and shattered, and the sword rushed to the second again without hesitation.
Like before, there was only a muffled sound, and there was no violent collision. But as if it was soft and strong, the sword gas rushed to the barrier, but it couldn't rush through it, and its own strength was still being constantly wandated.
By the time the second barrier is broken, most of the swordsmanship power has been lost. Finally, he rushed to the last barrier, and then exploded with the barrier with a bang, dissipating into nothingness.
The strong wind splashed everywhere, lifting the barrier and the man's dark hair. Looking closely, it was undoubtedly Zhuo Fan.
His eyes trembled slightly unconsciously. When the ten princes of the Baili family saw Zhuo Fan appear, they couldn't help shaking their faces, and their eyes showed excitement.
This is the head that the ancestor wants to take. As long as he takes off his head, he will have set up the head.
For a moment, the eyes of the ten princes were already hot. Even the prince in the air, Baili Jingtian, could not be exempted at all!
"Boss!"
With excitement in his eyes, Ye Lin couldn't help shouting, but soon his face sank and he sighed helplessly: "I'm sorry, I failed to let my brother and take good care of my sister-in-law!"
With a trembling eyelid, Zhuo Fan lowered his head and glanced at him, and then looked at Chu Qingcheng in the hand of Baili Jinggang in front of him from afar. He was clear, but he didn't say anything and was silent.
It's just that his eyes became much colder, and even a hint of murderous intent flashed. He stepped lightly and walked slowly towards those people, as if he had entered a no-man's land, not paying attention to them at all.
When Murong Xue saw it, she couldn't help being shocked and shouted, "Wild man, what are you doing here? It's just an extra corpse. You are not their opponent. You know, the man above your head is the strongest of the young generation in Wuzhou, Baili Jingtian, the second invincible swordsman in the future!"
Without looking back, Zhuo Fan was just indifferent. He was still walking forward with cold eyes.
"Forget it, since you want to die, just go. Anyway, you villains deserve to die!" Seeing that he didn't listen to the advice, Murong Xue snorted and ignored him.
When Ouyang Changqing heard this, he looked at her puzzledly and said, "Xuemei, although Baili Jingtian is as strong as the invincible swordsman, but this Zhuo Fan is also the first disciple of Xizhou who once stopped the runaway Ye Lin. Maybe he can have a chance to win?"
"Stunitly not!"
Shaking his head very decisively, Murong Xue couldn't help humming: "Last time he could stop the power of heaven and earth from running wild, Senior Ouyang has made it clear that maybe his strength just to restrain the power of the sky. But I have fought with him before, no indisterming. He is not strong. If he can't restrain his swordsmanship and meet a real master like Baili Jingtian, he can only die!"
"What, really?"
I couldn't help being stunned. Ouyang Changqing's newly born Xiyi unconsciously fell down again and said with a sad face, "I thought this guy appeared and finally had a glimmer of life, but he just came to pretend to die. Alas, why is my life so miserable? Is there anyone who has the ability to save us?"
Ouyang Changqing lamented and complained, but a rather weak voice suddenly laughed: "Hehehe... Don't worry, Mr. Ouyang. Isn't the savior right in front of us? Where else are you going to beg?"
Unconsciously stunned, Ouyang Changqing turned his head to look, but he saw Wu Qingqiu and Yan Mo trying to stand up and look at the divine light of the back in front of him, full of firm faith.
"What? You think he can save us, but Xuemei just said..."
"Miss Murong!"
Ignoring Ouyang Changqing's doubts at all, Wu Qingqiu just turned to look at Murongxue and smiled softly: "You said you had fought with him, but do you know that he did his best? He is usually a fool and goes all out, but it's two different things!"
"All your strength?"
With a frown, Murong Xue thought carefully: "Anyway, I did my best. Do you think that if I go all out, I can't force him to do my best?"
Shaking his head with a smile, Wu Qingqiu said no: "At the conference of the Double Dragon Court, I listened to the disciples of the Moce Sect that this Zhuo brother could be passively slack for a while. He doesn't think it's meaningful. He won't fight. Then let's put it another way. Did Miss Murong use his eyes when she fought with Brother Zhuo?"
"Eyes?"
"Not bad!"
Before Wu Qingqiu could speak, Ye Lin was already staring at Zhuo Fan's back with a bright eye and said, "The boss's 60%... No, it's 70% of his strength, all in his eyes. If the boss doesn't look at you, it's just a casual game. Only by using those eyes can he really take action! When I did it with the boss, the boss's eyes never stopped working from the beginning. If the boss doesn't use his eyes to attack you, but only uses two or three or three, or even one success, you haven't been seen by the boss at all!"
Surprised, Murong Xue looked at everyone incredusf, and then looked at Zhuo Fan, frowning deeply.
Eyes... Are his eyes really that powerful? He is a rare genius, but his own strength only accounts for two or three or three ths of his total strength. How is this possible?
When Ouyang Changqing heard this, he was also busy looking at Zhuo Fan. Perhaps the strongest of the five states of the younger generation is just starting to compete now...
Stepping on the void, he looked down at Zhuo Fan, who was approaching step by step. Baili Jingtian grinned unconsciously and said indifferently, "Qian Fan... Zhuo Fan, hehehe... What should I call you?"
"Whatever!"
"Then Mr. Zhuo!"
With a grin, Baili Jingtian said leisurely, "I remember that when I first met Mr. Zhuo, Mr. Zhuo gave people an unfathomable feeling. Even his ancestors were deceived by him. Mr. His methods are really smenious. No one can see this kind of bluff. Later, when the Cold Rain Sword King came back, we learned that the original gentleman was only the strength of melting the soul at most, but pretended to be like the master of the sword king. This pretentined and calm ability really made me admire him!"
"It's just that the gentleman is used to cheating tricks, but this time he cheated the wrong person. The ancestor was very angry about this, and he had to take the master's head. So we are here. If you don't mind, can you give us your head?"
His body was sluggish. Zhuo Fan slowly stopped, but raised his head to look up at Baili Jingtian and muttered, "Who are you? Have I seen you?"
"Of course, the prince of the Jianxing Empire in Xiazhongzhou, Baili Jingtian, once had a relationship with his ancestors. You shouldn't forget it so soon!" Grinning, Baili Jingtian looked at him arrogantly.
Slowly closed his eyes, as if he was thinking about something. After a long time, Zhuo Fan opened his eyes again and laughed softly: "I'm sorry, I don't have any impression of passers-by!"
"Sir, what does this mean? The name has just been announced below!" His face sank unconsciously. Baili Jingtian stared at him and said coldly.
He shook his head with a smile. Zhuo Fan said, "You have informed me your name, do I have to remember you? I think Zhuo Fan, most of the people I deal with are the generation of heroes and the leaders of the five states. You said that you followed Baili Yutian last time, hehehe... I'm sorry, I just remembered your ancestors when I met you last time. As for the Five Swords King, I'm too lazy to remember, let alone a little henke like you? I can't help it. There are too many important things I want to remember. I don't want some irrelevant spam information to occupy my head!"
"Garbish...information?" His face couldn't help twitching, and Baili Jingtian's face became more gloomy: "Mr. Zhuo, you are too in sight!"
Slowly waving his hand, Zhuo Fan glanced at him gently, but showed a trace of contempt: "I, Zhuo Fan, have always had my own rules for my behavior. In my eyes, anyone is divided into two categories, friends and enemies. What kind of people do you think you will be?"
"Enemy!"
Slowly shaking his head, Zhuo Fan didn't say yes or no.
"It's not a friend, is it? Mr. Zhuo probably made the wrong choice!"
"No, no, no, you don't count in any category!"
Unconsciously, Zhuo Fan took a deep look at him, but a sneery smile was ad: "Because you have never seen it in my eyes. Didn't I just say that I was just a passerby? I, Zhuo Fan, would not spend time to remember. By the way... Who are you?"
Poof!
Wu Qingqiu and others couldn't help covering their mouths and smiling when they heard Zhuo Fan's ridicule of Baili Jingtian.
Baili Jingtian, on the other hand, suddenly trembled, and his face twitched. He looked at Zhuo Fan's eyes, which showed even more anger and viciousness, and his murderous intent could not stop.
This bastard... Damn it!