A tense atmosphere surrounded everyone, and wisps of cold air penetrated into the bone marrow.
The masters present were always likely to take action.
They could vaguely hear the cheers of Qinglan Sect disciples in the distance.
However, none of the masters looked towards the arena.
Their eyes kept wandering between Zhao Yufan, Yu Min and others, and the disciples and elders around the arena did not notice anything strange in the distance.
At this moment, the atmosphere is very strange.
Zhao Yufan and others stared at Yu Min and Lin Hu, while Yu Min stared at Lin Hu closely.
Lin Hu looked around in fear, but everyone's eyes fell on Zhao Yufan and others.
Their line of sight forms a loop, and this loop is extremely fragile.
As long as someone makes the slightest move, the loop may be destroyed, and eventually a terrible unknown thing will happen.
After a while, Yu Min's sword trembled slightly and he struck out.
The shocking sword appeared again.
Every time the shocking sword appeared, it seemed to attack Zhao Yufan, but this time the shocking sword stabbed Lin Hu.
Lin Hu was shocked and looked at the Xingju Pavilion masters in horror, hoping that they could help.
The Xingju Pavilion masters did not disappoint him and took action one after another.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
The people from Xingju Pavilion took action, which triggered a series of reactions.
First of all, the experts from the Zimang Empire took action one after another.
They stood on Yu Min's side.
Although Yuhengshan died, Yu Min was a member of the Zimang Empire after all, and a person from Xingju Pavilion.
Wanting to deal with him, the masters of the Zimang Empire would not give up.
Their actions also caused other sects to take action, and Zhao Yufan and others had no choice but to take action.
While fighting, Zhao Yufan shouted: "The game is over, the money belongs to me, and the lives belong to you."
When Yu Min heard this, he sneered ferociously: "Today, either you die or I die."
Lin Hu didn't hear Zhao Yufan's words.
If he could hear these words, he would definitely be very excited, but he will never hear them because he is already dead.
When Yu Min's shocking sword attacked Lin Hu, he finally showed its powerful attack power.
Even if the master of Xingju Pavilion came to block the attack, Lin Hu could not avoid the shocking sword.
Lin Hu died unjustly, but he was definitely not the only person who died today.
Nearly a hundred masters fought in chaos, with casualties inevitable.
Terrifying air currents exploded all around, and blood splashed everywhere like raindrops.
The sudden large-scale battle instantly attracted the attention of the disciples of the Qinglan Sect.
The elders at the viewing table stood up one after another and looked into the distance.
Seeing the scene in the distance, the elders frowned, looking suspicious and worried.
Swish Several elders turned into a rainbow and galloped near the fighting disciples, shouting angrily.
"Stop it all" "Stop it all" "Stop it, stop it.
People of the Divine Sword Sect, stop it immediately."
"Qinglan Sect disciples stop immediately" "Disciples of Xingju Pavilion, stop immediately" Originally, the elders wanted to show off their power and ask all the disciples to stop, but after they finished shouting, they suddenly realized that the disciples were ignoring them.
In desperation, they could only order the disciples of their sect to stop, but there was no disciple. stop.
The bloody red made the disciples fall into infinite fighting spirit.
Everyone present was a master.
They were not willing to stop here, and they could not stop easily.
Now that everyone had found their opponents, almost everyone was immersed in the battle and could not extricate themselves.
However, Zhao Yufan is an exception.
He has left the battle center long ago and is watching the Cangyue and others from the periphery.
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If they are in danger, he will take action immediately.
At this time, the elders were helpless and could only stop the disciples from fighting one by one.
However, many disciples had reached the critical moment of the battle.
If they were stopped at this time, the disciples would definitely be seriously injured, which made the elders make trouble.
Come.
The fused air flow generated by the battle of more than a hundred masters formed an almost invisible terrorist attack.
Even if the elders broke into it rashly, they would be in a hurry.
The matter was getting a bit big, and Zhao Yufan frowned slightly.
If a large number of disciples were injured in the end, then the blame would definitely be placed on him.
What's more, with the insidious Ma Santong obstructing it, he would definitely be in danger.
As a last resort, He could only think of ways to break the disciples' fight.
A cold light flashed in his hand, and a delicate steel knife suddenly appeared in his hand.
When many elders saw Zhao Yufan holding the steel knife, their hearts tightened suddenly, and they were a little worried that he would also join the fight.
If Zhao Yufan also participated in the fight, the scene would definitely be more chaotic.
Before the elders could stop him, Zhao Yufan threw his knife behind him, and the blade struck the ground, creating a crack.
At this moment, his body suddenly bent like a rickety old man, dragging the knife behind his back and walking quickly.
In an instant, stones were flying behind Zhao Yufan, and smoke and dust rose up behind him, like a long dragon, roaring and charging forward, and Zhao Yufan was the head of the dragon, controlling the head of the long dragon.
"Drag knife technique" An elder exclaimed, but then shook his head, "No, dragging the knife is not so powerful."
What Zhao Yufan performed was indeed the dragging technique, but it was not the dragging technique of this world, and the power was naturally different.
The crack in the ground cut by the blade was about three meters deep and one meter wide.
The air currents around it were like a dragon waving its tail, knocking away the fighting disciples around it.
With the knife-drag technique, the blade is dragged out of the ground for a hundred meters, forming a huge ravine within a hundred meters.
Under the terrifying knife-drag technique, all the fighting disciples around were shaken, and some were even knocked several meters away, thus ending the fighting.
The elders looked at Zhao Yufan in surprise, their eyes full of shock and horror.
The scene just now was simply too terrifying.
Zhao Yufan's knife dragging technique could not cause harm to them now.
However, if Zhao Yufan had the same cultivation level as them, then if Zhao Yufan used the knife dragging technique again, none of the elders present would be able to do it.
An elder wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked: "Is this the dragging technique?"
Another elder replied: "Looking at the posture, it should be dragging the sword, but some of his movements are not dragging, and the power of the dragging is not that strong."
"Maybe it's the improved dragging technique," someone said with a frown.
"How can he improve the dragging technique to such a strong level just by him?"
An elder shook his head and others shook their heads too, feeling that Zhao Yufan could not improve the dragging technique to such a fierce level.
When everyone looked at Zhao Yufan in shock, Zhao Yufan had just completed half of his knife-drag technique, and the half completed was only the least powerful part.
At this time, he looked towards the viewing seats, looking at the figure speeding towards the viewing seats.
The figure speeding towards the audience was Ma Santong.
In his opinion, this was the best time to kill Zhao Yufan.
With the current situation, even killing Zhao Yufan was a matter of course.
He didn't hesitate at all.
After thinking that he could justifiably kill Zhao Yufan, he slapped Zhao Yufan with his palm
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