In the sky as thick as ink, a waning moon hung high.
Under the moonlight, several corpses lay miserably on the ground.
The smell of blood filled the nostrils of Hanbingyue.
The depressing atmosphere made them breathe quickly, and the cold figures in front of them made them shudder.
They stared at Zhao Yufan's red eyes with nervous and frightened expressions.
They looked at the only drop of blood on the dragon-slaying sword.
Just like the drop of blood, their hearts kept sinking, and finally fell to the ground and fell to pieces.
A drop of blood on the dragon-slaying sword sent ten disciples into hell.
This drop of blood came from Ma Jie and ten other disciples.
Zhao Yufan's sword was as fast as lightning.
When he sealed his throat with the sword, there was not even blood on the sword, but after all, it was stained with such a trace of blood.
Ten people were covered with ten traces of blood. , the last ten traces of blood merged into one drop of blood, which shows how fast his sword is When Han Bingyue and others saw that drop of blood, a sense of sadness suddenly rose in their hearts.
They felt that together they were no match for Zhao Yufan.
Maybe they would die in the hands of Zhao Yufan and their brothers tonight.
Zhao Yufan, who has the eye of troubled times, will never care about brotherhood.
He only thinks about killing now.
"Bang" Zhao Yufan raised his sword and took a step.
His steps were very light, but in the hearts of Han Bingyue and others, they were like thunder from the nine heavens, making them dizzy and their pupils constricted.
"Bang bang bang bang" Zhao Yufan took three steps in a row, and the dragon-slaying sword trembled following his steps.
In the soft moonlight, the dragon-slaying sword flashed a cold light, and Zhao Yufan's eyes became even redder, as if two balls of flame were about to burn the entire world.
Zhao Yufan took three steps, and the three steps were like stepping on the hearts of Han Bingyue and others, making their hearts tremble violently, and at the same time, his last thoughts emerged.
Han Bingyue's face was as cold as frost, and she smiled softly.
It might be a good way to die under Zhao Yufan's sword.
Cangyue was extremely cold, her eyes were fixed on the dragon-slaying sword.
Now she suddenly understood that her swordsmanship was really not as strong as Zhao Yufan's.
Lin Yu had a look of reluctance.
Under Zhao Yufan's momentum, several of them actually felt defeated, and he couldn't avoid Zhao Yufan's sword.
Perhaps only Zang Yue's sword could fight him.
Lin Tao looked at the starry sky with a little bit of reluctance.
He had just recognized the true face of the world, but unfortunately The scar on Tie Yunshan's face twitched slightly, and he smiled bitterly.
His wish to make millions of people have scars on their faces seemed impossible to come true.
Mo Qi's mouth twitched and he cursed in his mind: "His uncle, he has been unlucky since he met Zhao Yufan, and now he is going to kill him.
What a tragic joke."
In just a few seconds, these people thought about many things.
Suddenly, Zhao Yufan took a step forward again, and the dragon-slaying sword in his hand was slowly raised.
At this moment, Han Bingyue and the others clenched their weapons and looked directly at Zhao Yufan.
In a moment, their figures flashed and surrounded Zhao Yufan.
In this battle, they will live and die without regrets At this critical moment, life and death are at stake.
When you are alive one moment and dead the next.
The minds of Han Bingyue and the others are blank.
They have no other thoughts.
They have only one goal, which is to fight.
However, just when they were completely focusing on fighting, Zhao Yufan suddenly spoke.
"You are sick" His words were very calm, and there was a hint of doubt in the calm.
He looked around at the few people in confusion, and saw a few people with dull faces.
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Even Han Bingyue's cold and pretty face suddenly showed a hint of evil, and he was even more confused, "You are really sick."
He said again, with a very definite tone, like a doctor drawing a conclusion about the patient's condition.
The thinking of Han Bingyue and others finally calmed down a little.
It turned out that Zhao Yufan had no intention of killing them.
It turned out that Zhao Yufan was awake now.
"You guys want to compete with me?"
Zhao Yufan rolled his eyes and said seriously: "But you don't have to be so cruel, I think you really want to kill me."
Han Bingyue and the others were speechless when they heard this.
They thought that Zhao Yufan was controlled by the Eye of Troubled Times and wanted to kill them, but who knew that he was not controlled by the Eye of Troubled Times.
Mo Qi gasped for air, jumped high with joy, pointed at Zhao Yufan and cursed: "Your uncle is the only one who is sick.
Your whole family is sick.
Are you sick?
Why are you walking in front of us?
If you are not sick, you can raise your eyebrows."
What are you doing with the dragon-slaying sword?"
"I want to see Yunshan's injury, so I naturally have to go to you.
Besides, the battle is over and I'm not with you.
Where will I go?"
Zhao Yufan saw a few people with abnormal expressions and continued to explain seriously: "As for raising the dragon-slaying sword, I am I want to replace the storage ring.”
The corners of their mouths twitched and they were suddenly speechless.
Han Bingyue's pretty face was cold and she said fiercely: "I'm going to beat you."
She said it very seriously and seriously.
Cangyue nodded and said coldly and seriously: "It should be beaten."
"agree" Several other people said in unison, without any intention of joking on their faces.
"Why?"
Zhao Yufan asked innocently.
"After this, I'm telling you a secret about you," Han Bingyue said coldly, speaking more seriously.
"Uh" Zhao Yufan twitched the corner of his mouth and asked, "Can I not listen?"
"If you don't listen, then fight," Lin Tao replied proudly.
Zhao Yufan examined these people for a long time and found that they really wanted to hit him, but they just wanted to hit him, and he could clearly feel that their desire to hit was very strong.
Han Bingyue and others slowly walked into Zhao Yufan and beat him severely, letting out all the fear and complex emotions they had just felt.
Watching Han Bingyue and the others step into the attic, Zhao Yufan squatted on the ground, curled his lips and muttered: "I'm really sick."
He said this, but his heart trembled slightly, these people must have something to hide from themselves, they were simply So weird In the attic, Han Bingyue and others were discussing whether to tell Zhao Yufan about the Eye of Troubled Times.
There are two reasons that shake the belief of several people.
The first point is the strength shown by Zhao Yufan, and the second point is that Zhao Yufan can remain conscious after the Eye of Troubled Times appears.
Although the Eye of Troubled Times has not taken shape now, after the Eye of Troubled Times appeared, it can still affect people's minds.
However, Zhao Yufan was not affected in any way, and things seemed strange.
"You can't completely believe the information in the books.
We actually believed it completely.
It's really sick."
Tie Yunshan said bluntly, making a few people feel slightly embarrassed.
"Do you want to tell me about the Eye of Chaos?"
Han Bingyue looked at a few people and asked.
Everyone looked at each other, and for a long time, no one spoke.
Finally, Canyue said in a deep voice: "Tell me, he knows more than us.
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Maybe he has a way.
If we keep hiding it, it may waste time even more."
Several people nodded in agreement.
Mo Qi pushed open the attic door, waved to Zhao Yufan, smiled and cursed: "Your uncle, come in quickly."
Zhao Yufan frowned and strode towards the attic.
Just now, several people had discussed something without telling him.
It seemed that they had already discussed it now.
He didn't know what they were hiding from him
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