"Boss!"

After suddenly opening his eyes, Ye Lin couldn't help but scream. After hearing the whisper, the rest of the people, suddenly trembled, opened their eyes, and shouted: "Zhuo Fan!"

Buzzing...

A series of spatial fluctuations suddenly sounded, and just as the powerful sword aura was about to arrive, the barriers burning with black thunder flames suddenly appeared in front of everyone, with as many as three.

Baili Jingtian was shocked when he saw such a strange thing flashing, and felt confused.

But at this moment, the unparalleled Sky-Splitting Sword had already hit the black thunder flame barrier.

puff!

There was not such a violent sound, as if it was hitting cotton. The sword energy rushed to the thunder flame barrier and immediately burned violently, and its power dropped by half in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Baili Jingtian was shocked and was surprised.

What's going on? How come his Sky-Splitting Sword Qi suddenly cut so much?

But before he could react, the first thunder flame barrier had exhausted its power and it broke with a sound. The sword energy rushed to the second body again without hesitation.

Just like before, there was only a muffled sound, without a violent collision. However, as if soft and hard, the sword energy rushed to the barrier, but could not rush through it, and its own strength was still being consumed constantly.

When the second barrier was broken, most of the power of the sword energy had been lost. Finally, it rushed to the last barrier, and then exploded with the barrier and dissipated into nothingness.

The powerful wind scattered everywhere, lifting up the man's dark hair after the barrier. Looking closely, it was Zhuo Fan undoubtedly.

His pupils shook slightly. When the ten princes of the Baili family saw Zhuo Fan appear, their faces shook, and their eyes were filled with excitement.

This is the head that the ancestor wants to take. As long as he takes off his head, he will make a contribution.

For a moment, the eyes of the ten princes were already hot, and even the Prince Baili Jingtian in the air was completely unavoidable!

"Boss!"

With excitement in his eyes, Ye Lin couldn't help but scream, but his face soon darkened and he sighed helplessly: "Sorry, I failed to take good care of my sister-in-law by my elder brother!"

With his eyelids trembled, Zhuo Fan lowered his head and glanced at him lightly, then looked at Chu Qingcheng in Baili Jinggang's hand in front of him from afar. He knew it, but he didn't say anything and said nothing.

However, his eyes became much colder, and even a trace of murderous intent flashed. He stepped lightly and walked slowly towards those people, as if he had entered a state of no one, and he didn't take them seriously at all.

When Murong Xue saw this, she was shocked and shouted: "Evil man, why are you here for? You are just an extra corpse. You are not their opponent. You must know that the person above you are the strongest young man in the Wuzhou generation, Baili Jingtian, is the second undefeated sword master in the future!"

Without looking back, Zhuo Fan was just indifferent, still moving forward, his eyes were cold.

"Forget it, since you want to die, go. Anyway, you deserve it if you die!" Seeing that he did not listen to his advice, Murong Xue suddenly snorted and ignored him.

When Ouyang Changqing heard this, he looked at her with confusion and said, "Snow Sister, although Baili Jingtian is as strong as the Undefeated Sword Master, he is not as strong as a human, but Zhuo Fan is also the first disciple of Xizhou who once stopped Ye Lin from the rampage. Maybe he can have some chance of winning?"

"Definitely not!"

Shaking his head very decisively, Murong Xue couldn't help but snorted: "Last time he could stop the power of heaven and earth from going wild, Senior Ouyang has already said it very clearly. Perhaps his power just restrains the power of sealing the sky. But I had fought with him before, and it was no match for him. He was not strong in his own strength. If he could not restrain the sword of the sky and meet a real master like Baili Jingtian, he would only be dying!"

"What, really?"

I couldn't help but be stunned. Ouyang Changqing's just aroused hope fell down again without realizing it, and said with a frown: "I thought this guy had finally had a glimmer of hope, but he was just here to show off and die. Oh, why is my life so miserable? Is there anyone with the ability to save us?"

Ouyang Changqing lamented and complained, but a weak voice immediately laughed: "Hahaha... Mr. Ouyang, don't worry, isn't the savior right in front of us? Where are you asking for help?"

Unconsciously stunned, Ouyang Changqing turned his head and looked at it, but he saw Wu Qingqiu and Yan Mo trying hard to support themselves, looking at the divine light on the back in front, full of firm belief.

"What, do you think he can save us, but Xue Mei just said..."

"Miss Murong!"

He ignored Ouyang Changqing's doubts at all. Wu Qingqiu just turned to look at Murong Xue and chuckled: "You said you had fought with him, but do you know that he had done his best? He is a sloppy person and a full-time effort, but it's two different things!"

"Full effort?"

Frowning, Murong Xue thought carefully: "Anyway, I have done my best. Do you think that if this girl gives her all, she will not be able to force him to do her best?"

He sneered and shook his head, Wu Qingqiu refused to say anything: "At the Shuanglongyuan Conference, I heard from the disciples of the Moce Sect that Brother Zhuo had been passively lazy for a while. He felt that it was meaningless, and he would not fight. So let me change the statement, did he use his eyes when Miss Murong fought with Brother Zhuo?"

"Eye?"

"good!"

Before Wu Qingqiu could speak, Ye Lin stared at Zhuo Fan's back with a glittering light in his eyes and said calmly: "The boss's 60%... no, 70% of his strength is all in his eyes. If the boss doesn't touch you, it's just a casual play. Only by using those eyes will he really want to take action! When I fought with the boss, the boss's eyes never stopped from the beginning. If it were said, the boss did not use his eyes to fight you, but he used 20% or 30%, or even a success, you were not seen by the boss at all!"

Unable to help but be shocked, Murong Xue glanced at everyone in disbelief, then looked at Zhuo Fan, frowned deeply.

Eyes... Are his eyes really that powerful? He is a rare genius, but his strength only accounts for 20 or 30% of his total strength. How is this possible?

When Ouyang Changqing heard this, he hurriedly looked at Zhuo Fan. Perhaps the strongest people in the five states of the younger generation are just starting to compete...

Stepping on the void, looking down at Zhuo Fan approaching step by step below with a proud look. Baili Jingtian grinned without realizing it and said calmly: "Qian Fan... Zhuo Fan, hahaha... how should I call you?"

"casual!"

"Then let Mr. Zhuo!"

Grinning, Baili Jingtian said leisurely: "I remember when I first met Mr. Zhuo, Mr. Zhuo gave people an unfathomable feeling. Even his ancestors were deceived by Mr. Zhuo. His methods were really clever, and no one could see this bluff. Later, when King Leng Yu came back, we learned that the master of the Sword King was at most, but he pretended to be like a master of the Sword King. His pretentious and calm ability really made me admire him!"

"But, the sir is used to cheating, but this time he cheated the wrong person. The ancestors were very angry about this and were determined to take the sir's head off. So we came. If we don't mind, can you hand over your head to us?"

Unconsciously, Zhuo Fan stopped slowly, but raised his head and looked up at Baili Jingtian, murmured, "Who are you? Have I seen you?"

"Of course, Baili Jingtian, the prince of the Sword Star Empire in Xiazhongzhou, once met his husband with his ancestors. Mr. shouldn't have forgotten so soon!" With a grin, Baili Jingtian looked at him with a proud look on his face.

He slowly closed his eyes, as if he was thinking about something. After a long time, Zhuo Fan opened his eyes again and chuckled: "Sorry, I don't have any impression of passers-by!"

"What does this mean by sir? I have already reported my name just now!" His face darkened, Baili Jingtian stared at him tightly and said coldly.

He sneered and shook his head, Zhuo Fan refused to comment: "If you informed your name, do I have to remember you? I think most of the people I dealt with are the leaders of the five states. You said that you followed Baili Yutian last time, hahaha... Sorry, I only remember your ancestors when I met last time. As for the Five Sword King, I don't bother to remember, let alone a little follower like you? I was helpless. There are so many important things I have to remember, some irrelevant spam information, I don't want them to occupy my head!"

"Spam...information?" The face couldn't help but twitch, and Baili Jingtian's expression became even more gloomy: "Mr. Zhuo, you are too arrogant!"

He waved his hand slowly, and Zhuo Fan glanced at him gently, but showed a trace of contempt: "I, Zhuo Fan, have always had my own principles in my actions. In my eyes, anyone is divided into two categories, friends and enemies. Which category do you think you will be?"

"enemy!"

He shook his head slowly, Zhuo Fan refused to comment.

"It's not a friend, Mr. Zhuo probably chose the wrong choice!"

"No, no, no, you don't count any kind of category!"

Unconsciously laughed, Zhuo Fan looked at him deeply, but suddenly showed a ridiculous smile: "Because you have never been in my eyes, I, a passerby, will not take time to remember it. By the way... who are you?"

puff!

Wu Qingqiu and others, hearing Zhuo Fan ridicule Baili Jingtian so much, could not help but cover their mouths and chuckled.

Baili Jingtian's body suddenly shook, his face twitched, and his eyes looked at Zhuo Fan, which made him even more angry and vicious, and the intent of murder could not be stopped.

This brat...is really damn!
Chapter completed!