Zhao Yufan was chatting with Han Bingyue and others.
At this time, thousands of purple-manged cavalry swarmed around.
Water dripping from their bodies, they rushed to Zhao Yufan crazily, lifted him up, and threw him high into the sky.
The moment it was thrown high into the sky, countless hands were raised, ready to catch the falling Zhao Yufan, and shouted: "Zhao Yufan" "Zhao Yufan" They shouted Zhao Yufan's name and thanked him for saving his life.
Zhao Yufan stretched out his arms and enjoyed the feeling of others throwing him high into the sky and catching him.
This was a kind of trust.
After accepting the thanks from the Zimang Iron Cavalry, he and Han Bingyue and the others returned to the City Lord's Mansion.
Things in Dragon Tomb have settled, but some things are not over yet.
The Jingtian sword was defeated, he died in Hengshan, and the Dragon Tomb was empty.
These things will not disappear as the Dragon Tomb sinks underwater, but will become the focus of everyone's attention.
Each sect suffered heavy losses, especially the final fight, which resulted in a large number of deaths.
They did not leave the city lord's mansion, but instead stayed here temporarily with the excuse of self-cultivation.
In the early morning of the next day, news came out that the fourth prince personally rushed to Bishuiyan City to investigate the death of General Yu Hengshan and the matter of the Dragon Tomb.
At noon, the fourth prince rushed to the city lord's palace with ten thousand purple-gang cavalry and eighteen bodyguards.
The appearance of the fourth prince turned the simmering Blue Water Smoke City into the center of a storm.
Undercurrents surged throughout the city, and the situation became tense.
It is estimated that the only one who can calm down at this time is Zhao Yufan, who is sitting cross-legged and practicing.
The more things he experienced, the more he understood the importance of strength.
"Bang" The two doors opened, and the door creaked, creaked.
Between the two doors, Mo Qi's eyes rolled around, and he lowered his voice as low as possible: "The fourth prince is here, you still have time to practice" Zhao Yufan opened his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and asked unhappily: "Am I going to kneel down and worship?"
Turning around and looking around, Mo Qi closed the door, walked to him, and whispered: "The fourth prince can also strike with a shocking sword."
Zhao Yufan raised his eyebrows and asked with a little interest: "He came to challenge me."
"I'm not here specifically for you, but this battle is inevitable."
Mo Qi replied seriously.
Seeing Zhao Yufan's uncaring expression, he wanted to punch him.
"The Fourth Prince asked everyone who entered the Dragon Tomb to go to the living room.
Let's go."
Bar."
Zhao Yufan arranged his clothes so that Mo Qi could rush to the living room.
Many people gathered in the living room, and Zhao Yufan's sudden appearance made the originally noisy living room quiet.
At this time, a slightly surprised voice suddenly sounded outside the door.
"You are Zhao Yufan" As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in front of Zhao Yufan saluted.
"Meet the Fourth Prince."
"See the Fourth Prince."
After Mo Qipi paid his respects to the fourth prince with a smile, he saw Zhao Yufan looking around indifferently, and couldn't help but bump him with his right arm, signaling him to salute to the fourth prince.
Zhao Yufan's back was turned to the fourth prince at the moment.
When he turned around, the entire living room fell into silence again.
Everyone's eyes were focused on him, and their eyes were full of expectation.
They were looking forward to the two of them competing, and even more looking forward to the fourth prince defeating him with a shocking sword.
"Fourth Prince."
Zhao Yufan spoke calmly, his tone was very ordinary, without any emotion, as if he was talking to the air.
He looked at the fourth prince without any scruples.
The fourth prince was a handsome young man with fair skin like a woman's, bright eyes shining with stars, and an aristocratic temperament exuding from his body.
However, what attracted more attention was the masked young man on the right side behind him.
This man's eyes were small, but brighter than those of the fourth prince.
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However, he did not have the aura of a warrior, so he should be an ordinary person.
The reason why they paid attention to him was because after this person appeared, the expressions of Xia Qiuze and Xia Moer changed somewhat.
Others may not be able to see it, but Zhao Yufan's vision is extremely sharp.
Although the nervous expressions of Xia Qiuze and Xia Mo'er disappeared in a flash, he still caught it.
"You are Zhao Yufan?"
the fourth prince repeated the question just now.
"You know me?"
Zhao Yufan asked.
The fourth prince raised the corners of his mouth and chuckled: "The only person who dares to be so arrogant in front of me is you, Zhao Yufan."
Hearing this, Zhao Yufan was speechless.
With light steps, he sat on the right side of Han Bingyue in the sight of everyone, and whispered: "This prince is just average."
Although his voice was very low, how could everyone as warriors not hear it?
For a moment, many people's faces became extremely ugly.
They could not understand why Zhao Yufan deliberately humiliated the fourth prince.
The fourth prince's disdainful look disappeared, and he calmly walked to the middle seat in front of the living room, lifted up his golden robe, and sat down slowly.
Han Bingyue rolled her eyes at Zhao Yufan and shook her head coldly.
"It's really average."
Zhao Yufan's voice rose slightly.
After saying these words, the living room became completely quiet.
Everyone looked at Zhao Yufan, wondering what he meant.
The fourth prince's eyes were even brighter, so bright that it pierced his eyes.
He gently patted his golden sleeves and asked calmly: "What do you mean?"
Before Zhao Yufan could speak, Elder Li walked out of the crowd and pointed at Zhao Yufan angrily: "Zhao Yufan, you dare to humiliate the fourth prince.
Today I will clean up the Qinglan Sect and get rid of you, this scourge."
Narrowing his eyebrows to explain to Elder Li, Zhao Yufan thought for a long time before slowly speaking: "There is no need for you to show up tomorrow."
His words seemed to be commanding, but more like stating a fact.
Everyone had a strange feeling after hearing his words, feeling that Elder Li would really not show up tomorrow.
This strange feeling made many people slightly startled, and they couldn't help but feel wary of Zhao Yufan.
"Zhao Yufan" Li Laocong uttered three words from his mouth, and a dagger suddenly appeared in his right hand.
He clenched the dagger and stabbed Zhao Yufan fiercely.
This scene shocked everyone.
A dignified elder actually attacked a disciple in front of the elders of the six major sects.
This is something that no one can believe.
Everything happened so fast that no one expected it.
It is impossible to block it.
Resistance is also impossible.
Bear it, maybe.
But who is willing to bear a fatal blow from an elder, let alone a fatal blow from a sneak attack.
There are countless people who are unwilling to bear this blow, but there are also many people who are willing to bear it.
At least Han Bingyue, Cangyue, Mo Qi, Lin Tao, Tie Yunshan, and Lin Yu are willing to bear it.
They stepped forward almost at the same time, but their speed was obviously too late.
The only one who was not late was Han Bingyue.
Her delicate body was instantly blocked in front of Zhao Yufan.
At the same time, Cangyue and others took action one after another.
Wan Kexin slapped Elder Li on the back.
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The elder celebrity's sword slashed towards Elder Li's right arm.
Elder Yunhai groaned, and a curse attack suddenly came out, heading straight for Elder Li.
Elder Jing Bing casually took out a silver needle and stabbed it two inches behind Elder Li's shoulder
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