The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 938: War Sword King

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Squeak!

The advancing bodies stagnated one after another. A thousand meters away, facing Zhuo Fan, Shangguan Feiyun couldn't help but sneered, and laughed again and again: "Yell, Master Gu, why didn't you run away?"

"Hmph...Since there is no way to avoid it, what else can you escape? It's better to fight!" With a grin, Zhuo Fan shouted as if he was already struggling to death, his eyes full of mortal ambition. Unspeakable heroism.

With a sudden smile, Shangguan Feiyun curled his lips with disdain: "Zhan? Master Gu, are you confused? Why do you want to fight us? Do you have the strength to fight us? Hahaha..."

"Even if it didn't, I wouldn't be able to catch it!"

Can't help but hum, Zhuo Fan can't help holding the ancient tee tighter in his arms, and laughs out: "Besides, if today's battle is spread out, saying that I died in battle with the Sword King, It is also considered to be left behind, not in vain for this life. But if I was killed, how would it be different from others? Gu Yifan was young and promising, and became an eleventh grade alchemist at a young age, and also considered the proud son of heaven. How can you be like the layman, inaction and obscurity? Hahaha..."

Brows were raised unconsciously, Shangguan Feiyun took a deep look at Zhuo Fan, listening to his arbitrary laughter in his ears, couldn't help turning his head to look at Baili Jingwei, and sneered: "Yeah, this surname The ancients are quite pursued, they must die differently, celebrities are forever!"

"The young man has aspirations and naturally has ambitions. It is different from the others. This is nothing strange. It is also death. One kind is trampled to death like a mustard, silently, one that can die with dignity and be loved by everyone. Remember, I guess everyone will choose the latter!"

Lightly ponder a little, Baili Jingwei couldn't help but chuckle, looking at Zhuo Fan on the opposite side, and said loudly: "Master Gu, you know that I have always used talents, and you are also a rare talent. If you hand it over, maybe you can't give up secretly and serve the empire?"

Baili Jingwei spoke very sincerely, and his eyes were quite sincere, but Zhuo Fan couldn’t stop laughing when he saw it, shaking his head and sighing: “The prime minister of Baili is indeed very important, but I’m in Zhongzhou. For more than a year, I have never learned about the wise counsel under the Prime Minister's seat. Isn't there a wise man in such a large boundary in Zhongzhou? Or, the Prime Minister is so wise, like a bright moon in the sky, covering up. Their talents? Huh, it shouldn’t be right. Adults have always placed great emphasis on talents, how can they overwhelm talents? Or... When adults are jealous of talents, scholars will be lighter of each other..."

Puff!

Before Zhuo Fan finished speaking, Shangguan Feiyun couldn't help covering his lips, chuckling, and then deliberately or unconsciously glanced at Baili Jingwei, slandering in his heart.

This Gu Yifan is really a talent, he is simply the reincarnation Zhuge, and the immortal descended to the earth, this was all guessed by him.

Yes, these hundred miles of latitude and longitude do love talents, but they are also divided into talents. He can recruit all talented people, and he will never bury him. There is only one kind of talent who is the same as him in governing the country, but he is extremely shocked, for fear of being replaced by others.

This is probably the same as the battle between the crouching dragon and the phoenix chicks. One mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, and the same species will never be brought close to the top of the mountain!

Now if this ancient Yifan is just a superb alchemist, Baili Jingwei may have a heart of cherishing his talents and recruiting his subordinates, but he is also a wise man, and his wisdom is not under his Baili Jingwei, which makes him How can you bear it?

If you pull him into the empire, our prime minister's seat will be in jeopardy!

So, if Gu Yifan died today, it was definitely not because he had stolen the soaring sword, but simply because of his relationship with this hundred miles of latitude and longitude, and his affinity!

"The ancient master is really observant, ha ha ha..."

His face couldn't help but tremble fiercely, Baili Jingwei looked at Zhuo Fan deeply, and made waves of sneers: "Since the ancient master insists on doing this and is unwilling to submit, it can't be done. It's just... …You don’t need your own life, but have you ever thought that Linglang still has a chance to live? As long as the ancient master handed over the soaring sword, the truth is guaranteed, Linglang will be safe and sound!"

Flicking his brows, Zhuo Fan turned his head and took a deep look at Gu Santong, only to see that his small eyes were also a firm look, and he suddenly chuckled: "The Prime Minister Baili doesn't have to play with me. My son’s talent is not under me. I think you have seen it before. I still understand the rules of cutting weeds and roots. How can you rest assured that you let the enemy’s son be free, and you will have troubles in the future? Hahaha... Now we are both father and son. Live and die together and fight together, and Prime Minister Baili doesn’t have to bother about it anymore!"

As soon as the voice came, Zhuo Fan immediately untied his belt and tied the ancient tee to his body. His eyes were full of the will to fight to death, and his eyes were full of firmness. color.

Seeing this scene, even Shangguan Feiyun didn't feel a little moved. These two fathers and sons are really two men. The tiger father has no dogs, and the future will become a great weapon.

It's a pity...I'm going to die on the spot today!

"Since the ancient master is so ignorant of current affairs, then the truth will fulfill you!"

Without the heroic feelings of a warrior, Baili Jingwei is non-committal about it. He waved his hand slowly, looked at Shangguan Feiyun and said: "Sword King Feiyun, let them give them a ride!"

Slightly nodded, Shangguan Feiyun raised his fingers, his expression indifferent, the gurgling and powerful aura from above was also unstoppable, and the whole world was rumbling loudly, which seemed to have caused resonance. There is a sense of collapse.

Feeling the mighty power, Zhuo Fan's brows trembled slightly, his pupils stared at his fingers tightly, and cold sweat was oozing out of his forehead.

In this battle with the Flying Cloud Sword King, it is estimated that he can't even survive five moves, but he does not seek to win, only to survive. Only in this way can he have a real chance of surviving.

Everything is going on according to his calculations, but every step is so difficult and dangerous, as long as he takes a wrong step, it will be undone.

Just like the current battle, he must find a way to survive serious injuries before he can escape! After all, people are most defenseless against dying people...

Buzzing!

A wave of energy kept moving between the fingers, shaking the sky and the earth, and Shangguan Feiyun's eyes became colder. Staring closely at this moment, the golden halo in Zhuo Fan's right pupil was shining, and his forehead was already dripping with sweat.

This sword was made by Shangguan Feiyun, and its power and speed must be quite amazing. Even his Kongming **** pupil could not be able to evade it even if it was transformed.

The only possibility is that the moment he releases the sword, he can make a space conversion to escape, and it can't be late or early. If it is late, naturally you will die. If it is early, people will feel spatial fluctuations, and the sword will immediately change direction, and you will still die.

So this moment of life and death, in that moment, if you can't hold it, the game will be over.

Faced with this situation, Zhuo Fan’s pressure was quite heavy. After all, this was the first time he faced the Nine Swords King alone, a master standing on the top of the Fan Tier. His back was already wet with cold sweat. ...

Wow!

Finally, Shangguan Feiyun flexed his fingers slightly, and finally swept away to Zhuo Fan with a flick of his hand. The sword light came in an instant, and when he bowed his fingers, Zhuo Fan had already activated the Kongming God Eye. , Buzzing, space conversion.

So, when the powerful sword light approached in front of him, almost at the same time, Zhuo Fan flashed and disappeared completely. But the sword light went straight through the void and shot into the earthy yellow smoke wall behind him. With a whistle, the entire smoke wall was blown away, disappearing immediately, and the clear sky was seen again!

"What, I escaped it, how is it possible?"

The pupils couldn't help shrinking, and Shangguan Feiyun couldn't help but pale in shock. But soon, before he had time to be surprised at Zhuo Fan's speed, another buzzing spatial fluctuation sounded, which actually radiated out in front of him.

In other words, Zhuo Fan’s transformation was not an escape, but an attack, actively attacking the Nine Sword King!

This can't help shocking the hearts of the three of them, this kid...Where did he get such courage?

The powerful five senses and six senses immediately felt the movement around him. Although he didn't know what Zhuo Fan thought, he was also surprised at his courage. Shangguan Feiyun couldn't help running his vitality again, gathering his two fingers, and began to gather sword energy. At this moment, Zhuo Fan hasn't fully appeared yet.

When his figure buzzed, when he appeared next to Shangguan Feiyun, the second sword aura in Shangguan Feiyun's hand had already condensed successfully. Looking at Zhuo Fan who appeared suddenly, he couldn't help but sneer again and again: "Huh. Humph, I'm so courageous, I managed to escape by chance, but dare to take the initiative to deceive? It seems that you really don't want to live anymore..."

"Lei Yan broke through the sky!"

However, before he could finish speaking, Zhuo Fan, who had just appeared before his eyes, had two golden halos flashing in his right pupil, and the thunder flame of his left pupil had burst. A move that he had prepared for a while was immediately issued.

Huh!

Throwing a steel fork like a **** of death, the turbulent thunder flames instantly turned into a black flame column, in front of Shangguan Feiyun, slammed into the position of his right shoulder, and hit him suddenly. He was caught off guard.

Especially seeing this terrifying thunder flame appear again, Shangguan Feiyun was unconsciously shocked, and immediately frightened the three corpse gods, the three souls went to two souls, and the seven souls ran for six souls. He hurriedly gathered his whole body's vitality to form a vitality shield, he didn't want this horrible thing to get on any part of his body.

At the same time, his second sword also slammed at Zhuo Fan who was close at hand. With such a short distance, Zhuo Fan could no longer run even if he grasped the timing of the move. If this were to be compact, Zhuo Fan would definitely be the end of the battle.

The powerful pressure rushed toward the door, and the faint sword power pierced Zhuo Fan's cheeks for a while, his head was full of cold sweat, and his complexion was dignified.

However, at this moment, it was estimated that everyone present except Zhuo Fan had never expected something to happen. And that is the matter, Shangguan Feiyun, who still thought that he was aloof and dismissed Zhuo Fan and his son, was so scared that he didn't dare to underestimate the young man in front of him!

At the same time, a deep sense of threat filled his heart of the Flying Cloud Sword King...