The Steward Demonic Emperor

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The red blood fell drop by drop, staining the ground under his feet, Zhuo Fan's face twitched, and his complexion gradually became gloomy.That invincible right arm, at this moment, is also constantly twitching, it seems that it is constantly convulsing because of the severe pain!

The daughters of Xuan Tianzong couldn't help exclaiming, and their faces suddenly showed worry. Dan'er looked at Chu Qingcheng anxiously and said: "Sister Qingcheng, he...he is seriously injured..."

Frowning slightly, Chu Qingcheng's heart also tightened instantly, with a worried expression on his face.

For Zhuo Fan, she has always believed unconditionally, no matter when, where, and whoever she faces, she believes that this man must have a way to win.

Even now, the firm belief in her heart remains unshakable.But other than that, seeing Zhuo Fan's arm was seriously injured, she still felt a pain in her heart, and she couldn't stop worrying.

This is Chu Qingcheng's current mentality, placing herself completely in the position of Zhuo Fan's woman.

If a woman doesn't believe in her own man, can she still be called his woman?However, at the same time, she will also pay close attention to her man, even a little damage will make her very worried and worried!

This seems to be an ambivalent mentality. If you believe that he will win, why worry; but if you are really worried, it can only prove that you have no confidence in him.

But women are such emotional animals, full of contradictions, especially when they are deep in love, even more so!

Believe, and pity...

After taking a deep look at Chu Qingcheng, she saw that she hadn't spoken for a long time, but the worry and firm belief in her eyes remained undiminished. Shui Ruohua seemed to understand something. When she turned her head and looked towards Zhuo Fan, Unconsciously let out a long breath.

It seems helpless, bitter, and yearning and envy...

"How is this possible? I couldn't hurt that kid, and a small Wen Tao, how could he seriously hurt that monster in an instant?" At the top of the viewing platform, the flame demon roared inconceivably, and his pupils condensed and glowed. , His eyes are full of puzzlement and shock.

Wu Qingqiu raised his eyes and glanced at him, unconsciously chuckles: "Yan Demon, are you a little too high to see yourself? I saw that Wen Tao is one level worse than you, but his strength is not weak. Under a sudden sneak attack, one inadvertently, that Zhuo Fan suffered a big loss immediately, it is also possible. Maybe he saw that the other party was Zhong Sanzong, a little underestimated the enemy, it is also possible!"

The brows trembled slightly, and the Flame Demon was still unbelievable. Can a peerless master like Zhuo Fan be attacked so easily?

In particular, he still remembered what Zhuo Fan once said to him. Although the kind of preaching teaching words are annoying, but the words are all words, every sentence shows that this person is a man who is cautious and will never relax his vigilance easily.

How could it be possible to be paralyzed and make such a low-level mistake in the battle against the three strongest Sword God Sect?

"I think... he did it on purpose!"

However, just when the Balrog couldn't figure out the key point anyway, an indifferent voice suddenly spread into the ears of the two.Turning his head to look, Ye Lin's eyes were staring fiercely at Zhuo Fan's position below, and his brows wrinkled slightly, his expression solemn.

Unconsciously raising his brows, Wu Qingqiu looked strange and quipped: "Junior, why are you saying this?"

When the Flame Demon heard it, he looked at him anxiously, wanting to hear his advice!

"It's nothing, it's just a feeling!" After a little hesitation, the leaf scales shook his head lightly, and faintly said: "I don't believe my old enemy will make such a mistake in this trivial matter. The only explanation is that Could it be that he deliberately released water!"

Reluctantly rolling his eyes, Wu Qingqiu shook his head noncommittal, crying and laughing: "Junior, you are too self-willed. As the saying goes, the Taoist fumbles, and the horse stumbles. Just because he is the one you fancy, he can only lose. In your hands, no one else can hurt him with a single hair? This...Where do you let others find reason? Ha ha ha..."

The flame devil's face twitched, and he shook his head helplessly, smiling bitterly.I thought this kid saw something, it turned out to be such a bastard reason!

Ye Lin glanced at the two of them, but stopped making a sound, just staring at Zhuo Fan below, his eyes gleaming, as if to see what's strange inside...

However, Wu Qingqiu and Yan Demon did not understand the true meaning of Ye Lin's words, but in the entire battlefield, one person already saw the clues.

In a dark corner, a pair of piercing eyes was staring at Zhuo Fan's bleeding arm without blinking, and the corners of his mouth were drawn in a clear arc.

"Ha ha ha... this kid is so sophisticated, he actually figured out this trick to give him the injury on his right arm, and find a good-sounding excuse!"

Dan Qing was born in the dimness, touched his beard, and let out a chuckle of admiration: "This kid explored the Holy Spirit Mine, and was injured by the Heavenly Sword. He could only hide it for a while and expose it sooner or later. But he didn't. Thinking that he could think of such a stiff strategy by Li Daitao, let his injured right arm be injured again in full view, and it is rare to find a reasonable source. But what is even more rare is that he knows how to choose."

"During the battle against the Demon Soul Sect, he let his disciple delay time, instead of letting Han Yunfeng take advantage of the situation to hurt himself, just because that kid is not strong enough. If he suddenly hurts his dark horse, I guess. It will soon arouse everyone’s suspicion. But this Wen Tao is different, where his strength lies, and his injury under Wen Tao’s hand has become a matter of course! This kid, knows forbearance, knows choice, really rare. If you encounter As for ordinary people, even if they think of this plan, they would not worry about it. It is estimated that they were injured directly during the battle with the Demon Soul Sect. In that case, there will be no silver three hundred taels here, ha ha ha..."

Dan Qingsheng smiled and shook his head, and said with emotion: "This boy is excellent in strength and ingenuity. It is really precious. If it weren't for the old man who came this time just to take a sword and don't want to startle the snake, I really want to take this kid away. . Alas, what a pity..."

Reluctantly shook his head, Dan Qingsheng turned around and suddenly disappeared in the endless darkness...

On the other hand, with a muffled sound, Wen Tao hit the seal in his hand, and the long sword that pierced Zhuo Fan's arm suddenly flew back into his hand.

Seeing the gorgeous bright light on the long sword in his hand, and Zhuo Fan's red arms, Wen Tao's eyes also flashed with confusion, as if it was still unbelievable that he hurt his opponent so easily.But soon, he clasped his fists again and laughed respectfully: "Ha ha ha... Brother Zhuo, sorry, I just started to heavier, but I hope to forgive me!"

"No problem, I won't be merciful for a while anyway!"

With a scream, Zhuo Fan shook his right arm and spilled the blood on his arm to the ground. His expression was gloomy and terrible, and the sound of the urn sounded as if he was extremely angry.But who would know that he was already happy in his heart.

In this way, I don't have to be afraid of the tail, and can let go of his fists and fight, hahaha...

His cheeks twitched slightly, and Wen Tao unconsciously smiled bitterly: "Brother Zhuo, I didn't deliberately make a heavy hand just now, I was really worried about Brother Zhuo's mighty strength, but I never expected..."

"According to what you mean, I'm not as well-known as meeting each other? I'm not as strong as I imagined, so you can get it right, right?" Zhuo Fan pretended to be sullen and said in hatred: "Then I will let Wen Brother sees what it looks like when the fire is full, and it won't be wasting the kindness of brother Wen just now, huh!"

The corners of his mouth collapsed, Wen Tao reluctantly shook his head, but soon his pupils condensed, and solemnly clasped his fists and said, "Well, since Brother Zhuo is going to do his best, then Wen is very happy, please enlighten me!"

With that said, Wen Tao swung the long sword in his hand and faced Zhuo Fan's direction. Invisible spatial fluctuations rippled from the long sword sword.

It's just different from the violent force of ordinary spatial vibration, the vibration of this long sword is actually feminine and stretched, as if silk threads are floating in the air, drifting with the waves, invisible!

"The waves are chasing before the blue waves, the squally wind can hardly crush the willows, and the gentle wind and drizzle flow with it, stealing a floating half-day leisure!"

As a little poem came out, Wen Tao pointed to the long sword in his hand and smiled lightly: "Brother Zhuo, the name of this sword is called Floating Life. It is a sword of femininity and tranquility. It drifts with the flow and spends half a day leisurely. It is not strong and sharp. The sword is the sword of calmness and ease. But there is movement in the calmness, and there is murder in the calmness. Brother Zhuo, be careful by then!"

Suddenly, Zhuo Fan thought carefully, and finally understood it in his heart and nodded secretly.

Previously, in his air shock domain, everything was shaken to shreds. Only the sword aura of this sword was actually condensed but not scattered. It was the principle of using softness to overcome rigidity and drifting with the flow.

However, this sword looks soft, but it is actually rigid.Just when those feminine sword auras merged into one, it suddenly turned into a fierce sword power, splitting his air shock domain instantly.

Thinking of his sword name Floating Life, Zhuo Fan immediately figured out everything in it.

Stealing a floating life for half a day is not weak, lazy and slippery, but accumulating energy.Soft is accumulating power, he is strong, he is strong, the breeze is blowing on the hills, not moving like a mountain, I follow by myself; but half a day later, the accumulating power has been completed, and it is really strong and fierce!

This is the sword intent of the Floating Sword, and also the terrifying aspect of Wen Tao's tenderness sword.

Softness makes you fall into the quagmire, unable to extricate yourself, just instantaneously defeats the opponent's defense, and ends instantly, just like before!

After thinking about all this, Zhuo Fan also had a way to deal with it.

Softness is the method of bearing strength, brute force cannot overcome softness, so there is a way to overcome rigidity with softness.Then with the power of destruction, he was instantly defeated, so that he couldn't even use the technique of bearing strength, and he collapsed instantly!

Thinking of this, Zhuo Fan's mouth was drawn with a strange arc, and the purple thunder was flashing on his right arm, making a crackling sound.

An iron fist suddenly changed to a dragon claw, as if trying to break through the sky!

Seeing this scene, Wen Tao was startled, and suddenly couldn't help but twitch his cheeks, and felt speechless.

Did I just say too much, pretend to be too much, and let this kid find the way to crack my sword...

Suddenly, Wen Tao had the urge to puck his mouth fiercely...