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Chapter 39: No Promise


Any challenge requires a reason, no matter what the reason is, but at least one reason is needed.

Zhao Yufan keeps appearing, leaving other sects with no reason to challenge.

Zhang Muzhi of the Divine Sword Sect scanned the crowd and saw that everyone looked like Zhao Yufan and wanted to stab him with a sword.

He was looking for Zhao Yufan.

Zhao Yufan was also observing the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect and glanced at Zhang Muzhi.

He did not take this person to heart. superior.

Tomorrow is the last inner sect competition.

If Zhao Yufan does not show up, other sects will not have a chance to challenge, so the other sect disciples are very anxious.

The elder of the Sword God Sect was pacing in the room, while the disciples on the left and right sides of the room remained silent.

Suddenly, the door opened with a creak, and the disciple who had inquired about Zhao Yufan a few days ago walked in with his head lowered, "Elder, Zhao Yufan has a good relationship with Lin Yu, Mo Qi and others in the Qingyun Ranking."

"Back off."

The elder of the Sword God Sect waved his hand and said gloomily: "Mu Zhi, we will force Zhao Yufan out tonight."

Zhang Muzhi raised his eyebrows and walked away with a sneer on his lips.

Mo Qi was with Tie Yunshan, muttering: "Damn it, this year's competition is so boring, it's all Zhao Yufan's fault."

"Do you know Zhao Yufan?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind Mo Qi.

He turned around and saw that this person was Zhang Muzhi, a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect.

Mo Qi frowned and looked at Zhang Muzhi for a few times.

Tie Yunshan asked politely at this moment: "Are you a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect?

Do you have anything to do with Zhao Yufan?"

"Challenge him" Zhang Muzhi replied.

"It's just you."

Mo Qi's eyes were full of disdain, and his tone was even more unkind, "I'll play with you.

If you hurt me, Zhao Yufan will definitely come forward."

"That's good."

Zhang Muzhi casually drew out his sword.

The sword shone with a cold light in the moonlight.

Mo Qi just rushed up to give Zhang Muzhi a mouthful, and felt someone pulling him from behind.

He turned around and looked at Tieyunshan impatiently, and said angrily: "What are you doing, uncle?"

"I'll do it," Tie Yunshan looked at Mo Qi awkwardly, the scar on his face trembled, and he lowered his voice and said, "I want to try the power of cutting off the water flow."

Mo Qi rolled his eyes, shook off Tie Yunshan's hand, and cursed with a smile: "Get out of here, uncle, don't fight with me."

Staring at the two people having fun, the sword in Zhang Muzhi's hand trembled slightly, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

Mo Qi grinned and rushed towards the cold light.

Tie Yunshan shook his head and took a few steps back reluctantly.

The battle between Mo Qi and Zhang Muzhi attracted a group of disciples to watch.

Tie Yunshan looked around and suddenly saw a group of people coming slowly not far away.

These people were the elders and disciples of the Divine Sword Sect.

He vaguely felt that something was wrong and shouted to Mo Qi: "Mo Qi, something is not good.”

When Mo Qi heard this, he paused, then burst out faster and at the same time used the violent attack taught by Zhao Yufan.

Zhang Muzhi is a master of Shenzong swordsmanship.

He thinks he is a hundred times better than Mo Qi in terms of swordsmanship.

When he saw Mo Qi displaying such ridiculous swordsmanship, a flash of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, but as soon as the sarcasm appeared, he felt a tremor in his abdomen.

It hurts, my mouth opens, and blood spurts out.

"I have won.

The Shenjian Sect is famous for its swords, but I think it's nothing more than that," Mo Qi sneered, floated in front of Tieyunshan, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

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Tie Yunshan pointed at the Sword God Sect’s group not far away and said ferociously: “Look.”

"Let's go to Zhao Yufan's place," Mo Qi said, pulling Tie Yunshan and running away.

As soon as they left, the elder of the Sword God Sect saw Zhang Muzhi, his face changed slightly, he stared at the two running figures, and said sternly: "Those who dare to harm my disciples of the Sword God Sect will die."

In the night, a group of people chased two people towards the place where Qinglan Sect disciples lived.

When they saw Zhao Yufan's courtyard, Mo Qi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Yufan was practicing with his eyes closed when he heard a bang outside the door.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Mo Qi's voice came into his ears: "His uncle, Zhao Yufan, we are being chased by the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, come out quickly. " Hearing this, Zhao Yufan was almost angry to death.

He frowned and cursed: "Idiot, the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect are chasing you.

If you don't go to the sect master and elders, what's the use of looking for me?

Do you think the chief disciple of the Divine Sword Sect is afraid of me?"

As he spoke, he pushed open the door and glanced outside.

Although he couldn't see how many people there were in the Divine Sword Sect, he could hear the noise in the distance.

There must be a lot of people.

"There aren't that many people in the Divine Sword Sect, right?"

What on earth did you do?”

"His uncle, a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect wanted to challenge you.

He happened to meet Yunshan and I, so I beat him up," Mo Qi bent over and said out of breath.

Zhao Yufan was speechless for a moment, glared at Mo Qi fiercely, frowned and said, "If you are sick, just hit me.

Why are you running away?"

Mo Qi rolled his eyes and cursed with a grin: "Get out of here, uncle.

There are many masters of the Divine Sword Sect.

If you think I am their opponent, whoever doesn't run away will be the only one who is sick."

Listening to the noise getting closer and closer, Zhao Yufan curled his lips and said: "Things are not simple.

It seems that we are in trouble."

"My dear, you just understood."

Mo Qi wiped his mouth and said with bared teeth: "These guys just want to challenge you.

I ran all the way to delay you.

I guess the sect master and the others should be here soon."

Zhao Yu shook his head gently.

As long as he didn't die, the sect master and the elders would not come forward.

Looking at a few figures faintly appearing at the door, a sly smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, "You are not stupid."

"You think you are smart?"

A proud voice sounded.

Lin Tao slowly appeared with the Linlong Sword on his back, followed by Lin Yu and Can Yue.

In fact, Tao Qi and others knew that Zhao Yufan could not avoid the challenges from other sect disciples, so they had been near Zhao Yufan's courtyard in recent days.

"Since we can't hide, let's catch them all here."

Zhao Yufan chuckled and looked up at the sky with extremely confident eyes.

Tao Qi and others didn't know where Zhao Yufan's confidence came from, but he dared to say that there must be a way.

Looking at the crowd, Zhao Yufan smiled sinisterly and said: "As soon as they step into the other courtyard, let them all stay."

As he spoke, he stood alone at the door, staring at the crowd that was getting closer and closer.

All the people from the five major sects gathered in front of Zhao Yufan, and there were countless Qinglan disciples around.

"Seniors, what are you doing here?"

Zhao Yufan asked knowingly.

The elder of the Divine Sword Sect had a frosty look on his face and said in deep thought: "Someone just injured my disciple of the Sword Divine Sect.

We saw him running in here.

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I hope you can teach this person out."

Zhao Yufan raised the corners of his mouth and said something that shocked everyone.

"Haha, seniors really like to joke.

Aren't you here to challenge me?

Today, I, Zhao Yufan, will accept anyone's challenge, but please, seniors, please don't interfere, otherwise I, the tens of thousands of disciples of the Qinglan Sect, will not agree."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding Qinglan Sect disciples immediately responded.

"No promise" "No promise" The elder of the Divine Sword Sect had a cold look in his eyes and was speechless.

Zhao Yufan ignored everyone, turned around and walked into the other courtyard.

Before leaving, he said lightly: "If you want to challenge me, just come in":