The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 674: Let go of your fists

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Ah!

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 women of Xuantian Sect couldn't help but exclaimed, and their faces suddenly showed worry. Dan'er looked at Chu Qingcheng anxiously and said: "Sister Qingcheng, he...he is seriously injured..."

Fucked his brows slightly, Chu Qing's heart also tightened instantly, with a worried expression on his face, but he didn't speak.

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 faith in her heart remains unwavering. But other than that, seeing Zhuo Fan's arm was severely 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.

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

This seems to be an ambivalent mentality. Since 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...

I took a deep look at Chu Qingcheng, and saw that she hadn't spoken for a long time, but the worries and firm belief in her eyes remained undiminished. Shui Ruohua seemed to understand something, so she turned her head and looked at Zhuo Fan. In the direction, he let out a long sigh.

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

"How is this possible? I didn't even 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. , Shining, eyes full of puzzlement and shock.

Wu Qingqiu raised his eyes and glanced at him, unconsciously chuckles: "Blazing Demon, are you a bit too high to see yourself? I saw that Wen Tao is one level worse than you, but his strength Not weak, and under a sudden sneak attack, one carelessly, that Zhuo Fan suffered a big loss immediately, it is also possible. Maybe he saw that the other party is the third party, and some underestimated the enemy, this 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?

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

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

"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, his brows frowned slightly, his expression solemn.

Unconsciously raising his brows, Wu Qingqiu looked strange and teased: "Brother, why did you say 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!" He groaned a little, and the leaf scales shook his head lightly, and said faintly: "I don't believe my old enemy will make such a mistake in such trivial matters. The only thing is. Explain, he can only deliberately release the water!"

Reluctantly rolling his eyes, Wu Qingqiu shook his head noncommitantly, crying and laughing: "Junior brother, you are too willful. As the saying goes, the Taoist fumbles, the horse stumbles. Just because he is the person you like, so Can only be defeated in your hands, no one else can hurt him? This...Where do you let others go to reason? Ha ha ha..."

The Balrog's face twitched, and he shook his head helplessly, smiling bitterly. I thought this kid had seen some clues, it turned out to be such a **** reason!

Ye Lin glanced at the two of them, but stopped making a sound, just staring at Zhuo Fan below, her eyes gleaming, as if to see something strange in it...

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

In a dark corner, a pair of piercing eyes was staring at Zhuo Fan's bleeding arm unblinking, and the corners of his mouth were drawn in a clear arc.

"Hehehe... 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 sooner or later he exposed. . But he didn’t expect that he would have thought of such a stiff strategy by Li Daitao, letting his injured right arm be injured again in full view, and finding a reasonable source is really rare. But what’s even more rare is that he knows how to choose. ."

"When he was fighting against the Demon Soul Sect, he let his disciple delay time, instead of letting that 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 If this is the case, it is estimated that everyone’s suspicion will soon be aroused. 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 ordinary people, even if you think of this plan, I am afraid that you will not worry about it. It is estimated that you will be 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 Qingshengshi smiled and shook his head, and said with emotion: "This boy is very powerful, and it is really precious. If it weren't for the old man who came this time just to get a sword, and I don't want to startle the snake, I really want to join this kid. Take it away. Oh, what a pity..."

Shook his head helplessly, 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 light on the long sword in his hand, and Zhuo Fan's red arms, Wen Tao's eyes also flashed with confusion, it seems that it is still hard to believe 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 a little harder, 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. 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, I can let go of my fists and fight, hahaha...

The cheeks twitched slightly, and Wen Tao unconsciously smiled bitterly: "Brother Zhuo, I really 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 I can get it right away, right?" Zhuo Fan pretended to be sullen and said in hatred: "Then next, I Just let Brother Wen see what it looks like when the firepower is on, and it won't be wasting the kindness of Brother Wen just now, huh!"

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

Speaking, Wen Tao crossed 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 vibrations. 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 is difficult to 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 laughed lightly: "Brother Zhuo, the name of this sword is Floating Life. It is a sword of femininity and tranquility. It drifts with the waves and spends half a day leisurely. A fierce and sharp sword, but a sword of calmness and ease. But there is movement in calmness, and there is murder in calmness. Brother Zhuo, be careful by then!"

He didn't feel a shudder in his heart, Zhuo Fan thought carefully, and finally realized it in his heart, and nodded secretly.

Previously in his air shock domain, everything was shaken to shreds, but the sword aura of this sword actually condensed but not scattered, and it shuttled freely in that shaking space, but it was just using softness to overcome rigidity and drifting with the flow. The reason.

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 all of 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 will follow; but half a day later, the accumulating power has been achieved, and it is true that the dragon is strong and fierce!

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

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

After all this was figured out, Zhuo Fan 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 about this, Zhuo Fan’s mouth crossed a weird 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 it was about to break through the sky!

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

I just said too much, pretending to be too much, but let this kid find the way to crack my sword...

For a while, Wen Tao suddenly had the urge to poke his mouth...