The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 673: Good stabbing

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"I'm sorry, brother, I have been merciful just now, you will be fine if you lie there for three hours, it won't be a major problem!" Wen Tao went all the way, and said with relief to Qi Changlong who fell on the ground. It is actually respectful and polite to a loser.

However, when he heard what he said, Qi Changlong gritted his teeth with a look of unwillingness!

Shame, what a shame!

Although Wen Tao didn't look aggressive and arrogant, or humiliate him as much as possible. But in the case of doing his utmost, he was put down by a finger of someone else. In his lifetime battle of the first genius of the Moce Sect, apart from being taught so much by Zhuo Fan, only this is Wen Tao. .

This is the difference in strength.

This is the difference between the head of the middle three sects and the next three sects!

Yes, they have indeed challenged Zhong San Sect now, but they all know in their hearts who brought it. Except for the monster Zhuo Fan, who has the ability to compete with the genius disciples of the Middle Three Sects and even the Upper Three Sects, the rest of them are essentially the Lower Three Sects.

Even though Zhuo Fan used various means to raise his strength to the level of the middle three sect, but compared with the genius disciple of the middle three sect, the gap still quickly became apparent.

Don't talk about it at the time of Tianxingzong, those disciples were already shocked and couldn't show their strength at all. But the combined attacking formation of Congshan Jungle still explains the problem.

Two to six, they shook them apart in an instant. It can be said that it was a complete defeat. In the end, Zhuo Fan took the shot himself and cleaned them up!

In the subsequent battle of the Demon Soul Sect, Han Yunfeng was clearly weaker than their cultivation base, but during the wheel battle, except for the last three games, they did their best for the first three games. They were one enemy three. , They are still completely defeated.

And this time, Wen Tao, the three strongest in the middle school, took the shot, and they really felt the gap between the middle and the lower.

Thinking of this, Qi Changlong couldn't help but raised his head slightly and looked at Bai Lian, but he saw that Bai Lian shot with all his strength, but he was still put down by Wen Tao with a random finger. He ended up like him, unable to move. .

Wen Tao, who is still very comfortable, continued to rush forward, as if he didn't look at them at all.

Yes, Wen Tao is known as the sword of tenderness. He is delicate and polite. He will not show any contempt or rudeness to them. But because of the difference in strength, even such a sleek and exquisite generation unintentionally showed a disregard for them.

Qi Changlong couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

The accumulation of Zhong Sanzong is different from that of the Lower Three. Although they now have the name of Zhong San, they still need years of accumulation to catch up with the pace of Zhong San!

Although Steward Zhuo has brought them here, they still have to go on their own for the next step!

For a while, Qi Changlong felt emotional, his eyes condensed, as if he had made some determination...

On the way forward, Wen Tao went all the way freely and arbitrarily. When Guihu, Kuilang, and Yueling saw this, they were shocked and rushed forward to stop: "Wen Tao, don’t you think If you bring down Brother Qi and the others, you can easily pass our level..."

Puff puff...

However, Guihu's words have not yet fallen, and three muffled sounds have already sounded.

Wen Tao's figure suddenly appeared behind them, but their necks were stubborn, their bodies stiffened, and they fell down involuntarily!

"Sorry, you don't seem to be able to stop me now!" A light smile crossed the corner of his mouth, Wen Tao stepped lightly again, and instantly came to the three photos of Yue'er, Tieying, and Kuigang. In front of the cultivator, the faces of the three of them changed with fright, and they didn't know what to do.

A gentle arc crossed the corner of his mouth, and Wen Tao said leisurely: "We will concentrate on dealing with your monster housekeeper in a while, so please do not disturb!"

Speaking, Wen Tao stroked his fingers in front of the three of them, and the three of them immediately shook their eyes and fell weakly!

At this point, all the disciples of Moce Sect, except for Zhuo Fan, have been wiped out. But the disciples of the Sword God Sect were all intact!

Moreover, all of this was done by Wen Tao alone in a short time. This can't help making all the crowds in the audience panic, and their eyelids can't help but blink!

With just one person, almost all members of Mocezong, the biggest dark horse in the Nine Sects Competition, were punishable. Such strength is really shocking.

Even the genius disciples of the upper three sects, seeing this scene, can't help but feel a little moved!

"Unexpectedly, Wen Tao already has this strength, and the other disciples of the Sword God Sect are not bad, they can really be included in the three sects, as long as they..." The eyelids trembled slightly and Wu Qingqiu looked deeply. The battle situation in the valley, especially the lonely Zhuo Fan, faintly said: "As long as this last stumbling block is removed, what we have to face next is the challenge of the Sword God Sect!"

The eyes narrowed slightly, the Flame Demon groaned a little, but he curled his lips in disdain, and sighed: "The key is here. The biggest stumbling block is also the most difficult thing for Wen Tao and God Sword Sect to cross. He was in front of him. Those who cleaned up were all small fishes and shrimps that were not useful. The rest is the real Raptors in the deep sea. Even if ten people work together, they may not be able to overcome this hurdle!"

"Oh, the ten members of the Sword God Sect teamed up to exert their full strength. We have never seen it before. Are you so sure that they are not the opponents of Zhuo Fan?" Wu Qingqiu gave a chuckle, and Wu Qingqiu looked strangely. Yan Demon said: "I admit that Zhuo Fan is very strong, but Wen Tao and Shen Shenzong are not good people. This time with ten enemies and one, I feel that the victory or defeat should be five to five!"

Hearing this, the Balrog glanced at him deeply, but shook his head disdainfully, and laughed: "That's why you didn't fight that kid before."

"Well, this time I agree with what the Flame Demon said, the final winner in this match must be Zhuo Fan!" At this time, Ye Lin nodded, deeply agreeing.

Looking at him strangely, Wu Qingqiu laughed unconsciously: "Junior, are you so sure? You haven't fought him!"

"It needs to be said, of course I am sure, he is my old enemy. If he can't handle this kind of situation, how can he be my old enemy?"

Unconsciously chuckled, Ye Lin laughed and laughed again and again, but soon, he looked serious again and murmured: "And I can feel that the violent power in his body is not under me. If I He will be able to cope with things he can cope with!"

Looking at him deeply, Wu Qingqiu groaned a little, nodded slightly, and kept watching!

In another place on the stand, where Xuan Tianzong was located, the women suddenly became nervous for Zhuo Fan when they saw this scene.

Dan'er pointed to the lonely figure below, and said anxiously: "Sister Qingcheng, look, now he is alone, and there are ten people on the other side. There will be nothing wrong!"

Shui Ruohua frowned when she heard it, and looked at Chu Qingcheng, wanting to hear her opinion.

"Hmph... With one enemy ten, the opponent is all the best players in the three sects, this kid is dead, hehehe..." However, Chu Qingcheng has not yet spoken, Xuan Shaoyu is already Gleefully laughed strangely.

This can't help but arouse the girls' eyes. They really don't understand, where did the gentle and elegant son go? Since the incident of the Balrog, their son has become more and more evil, which makes people annoying for a while.

When Chu Qingcheng heard it, he didn't care at all. He looked confidently in Zhuo Fan's direction, and said quietly: "Don't worry, he has always been accustomed to being alone. In fact, are there any of these people to help out? I don’t care, anyway, every time he faces an enemy, he is alone..."

A person, this is a team fight, has he really never thought about relying on others...

The brows trembled unconsciously, and the girls stared at the figure below, but they saw that Zhuo Fan's eyes were still as flat as water, without the slightest panic.

It seems that the people Wen Tao killed just now have nothing to do with him.

Wen Tao also noticed this, and his expression became more solemn. Generally speaking, people are creatures that live in groups, even if they are mavericks, they will be more or less dependent on the people around them in their hearts. When the surrounding companions have an accident, there will be some fluctuations in my heart.

Even if these people are useless to him and get along for so long day and night, they should be so!

But now, Zhuo Fan gives people a feeling, but it is like an arrogant long sword inserted on the top of the mountain, no one can approach, and he does not get close to others.

He didn't seem to be a member of the Magic Strategy Sect at all, and he didn't pay the slightest attention to the defeat of these Magic Strategy Sect disciples.

It's really two different things to defeat Moce Sect and defeat this kid!

Suddenly, there was such a thought in Wen Tao's heart. He smiled helplessly, and his expression became solemn again: "Hehehe...it looks like the war is going to start again!"

When the voice fell, Wen Tao flashed a light in his hand, and immediately appeared a Qingming Longsword exuding sharp aura, which was actually a Ninth-Rank Spirit Soldier, stepped on it, and rushed towards Zhuo Fan.

When faced with the previous small characters, he was able to play the world, but when faced with Zhuo Fan, he even used the spirit soldiers, immediately raised 120,000 points of energy, and went all out!

Xurou Jiangang, sick!

Huh!

As if a shooting star crossed the sky, Wen Tao held the long sword and pierced towards Zhuo Fan's face immediately. The sharp aura seemed to tear the entire space apart in the blink of an eye!

The pupils of his eyes shrank unconsciously, Zhuo Fan's heart moved, but his complexion remained unwavering, the corner of his mouth grinned, and four golden halos flashed across his right pupil.

The fourth stage of Kongming Shentong, Kongzhen!

Boom!

As if the entire space burst, all objects within 100 meters of Zhuo Fan began to vibrate involuntarily, and instantly all became nothingness, disappearing without a trace!

Wen Tao was startled, stepped on his feet and hurriedly withdrew, but his long sword kept spinning in the range of the empty shock, dissipating the power of the spatial vibration.

At the same time, the power of the space that dissipated turned into a gurgling aftermath of vibration. In this space vibration, it was like silk during the period of dispersion!

"This is... Sword Qi wandering in the air shock?" His eyes condensed, and Zhuo Fan immediately called out: "Not good!"

But, it's too late.

After the sword energy wandered around in the air epicenter, suddenly all gathered towards the long sword. Wen Tao printed the tactics in his hand and buzzed, the sword energy actually gathered on the long sword, sending out more The fierce energy immediately shook the space through a hole.

And that long sword stabs at Zhuo Fan without any hindrance!

Puff!

Yin Hong's blood rushed out, and Zhuo Fan was in a panic, stretched out his right arm, and hurriedly resisted, blocking the long sword, but the whole right arm was also penetrated by the long sword.

However, seeing this scene, Zhuo Fan showed a weird smile without everyone paying attention.

The stab is good, so... it's right...