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Chapter 204: Martial Monarch


The matter suddenly shifted from the provocation of the Black Robe Party to Zhao Yufan.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, I always feel a little weird.

Liu Wuhen didn't care who everyone was paying attention to, as if he was just passing by in Kyoto today.

He put his right hand on the black gauze on his face, smelled it lightly, and suddenly said: "Does anyone else dare to come up?"

Hearing this, the righteous people showed angry faces.

Among the disciples they taught, there were countless people who could defeat Wu Zeming.

How could it be Liu Wuhen's turn to be arrogant and domineering here.

As the head of the six major sects, the Divine Sword Sect naturally had to set an example and sent out a disciple.

The strong man sent by the Divine Sword Sect is Peng Feiyuan.

This man is ranked 30th on the Dragon and Phoenix Ranking.

His swordsmanship is extremely powerful.

If he compares with Ji Chen, Ji Chen will not take any action under his sword power.

Chance.

Peng Feiyuan came to Wu Mingze.

The first thing he saw was not Wu Mingze, but Zhao Yufan.

His starry eyes were like unsheathed swords, extremely sharp.

Originally, his target was Zhao Yufan, but too many accidents happened today.

Zhao Yufan had no time to pay attention to Peng Feiyuan, because he was healing his wounds.

He was the only one who could heal his wounds during the battle between good and evil.

He was probably the only one who dared to do so.

Everyone's attention quickly shifted from Zhao Yufan to Wu Zeming and Peng Feiyuan.

The battle between the two was extremely exciting, comparable to the battle between Zhao Yufan and He Wei.

As the two of them competed, Zhao Yufan's injuries gradually improved, and there were even signs of a breakthrough.

This made him excited, but also quite distressed.

He suddenly made a breakthrough in front of so many people.

It is estimated that some people would like to treat him more.

Kill them quickly.

I wanted to suppress the time of breakthrough, but who knew that the more I suppressed, the more obvious the signs of breakthrough would be.

In the end, I could only let nature take its course and choose to break through.

The slightest flow of air in the air also changed as Zhao Yufan's body changed.

The breakthrough from a junior warrior to a senior warrior is an increase in strength, while the breakthrough from a martial artist is another form, just like steel turning into a sword, it is a special change of different forms, different powers, and different materials. , however, different paths lead to the same goal, and the result of the breakthrough is still enhanced strength.

Gradually, a breeze blew near Zhao Yufan, and dust floated around, lingering for a long time.

Suddenly, the breeze suddenly turned into a violent wind, forming a hurricane with a diameter of about two meters with Zhao Yufan as the center.

The hurricane swept through, and the stones and smoke were mixed with the hurricane, constantly rotating, and the power of heaven and earth followed the hurricane, poured into its interior, and entered Zhao Yufan's body.

After noticing the strange phenomenon next to Zhao Yufan, Wu Zeming and Peng Feiyuan stopped fighting.

The two stared at the hurricane that looked like a dragon flying into the sky.

Their hearts trembled slightly.

They looked at each other and guessed Zhao Yufan's current situation.

Liu Wuhen took a step forward and carefully observed the hurricane, his eyes were extremely strange, "Girl, look at this person, this person is the strong one."

The girl is the girl next to Liu Wuhen.

The girl curled her small mouth, looked at the hurricane with sly eyes, and said in an unconvinced voice: "Huh, you are strong.

You just broke through Wu Jun.

Even if you are strong, you are not as strong as the master."

Liu Wuhen smiled slightly, and his bright eyes continued to look through the hurricane, looking at Zhao Yufan inside.

At this time, everyone fell into deep thought.

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The leader of the Qinglan Sect had a gloomy face, and he could not help but exude an aura.

It was as if a hurricane beside Zhao Yufan was about to sweep everything in front of him.

Zhao Yufan was about to break through Wu Jun.

This was a danger signal to him.

Kill or keep?

Ji Zihao's face turned pale, and he felt extremely unwilling.

His son suffered a blow, had no intention of practicing, and became an alcoholic.

However, Zhao Yufan was on the rise and was about to break through Wu Jun.

Zhao Yunbing looked happy, nodded and praised: "Sure enough, a hero comes from a young age, and he will definitely be a pillar of the country in the future."

King Yun's expression was calm, but a hint of surprise could be seen in his eyes.

Zhao Yufan's growth rate was simply too fast.

If he could successfully become a Martial Lord, there would probably be even fewer people on the Dragon and Phoenix List who could surpass him.

"Kakaka" The crisp sound of bone friction sounded in the hurricane.

Gradually, the hurricane rotated slower and slower, and finally turned into a wisp of breeze and floated away.

Zhao Yufan sat on the ground.

After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and revealed a sly smile.

Martial Lord and high-level warriors are different groups.

If there are one million high-level warriors in the Zimang Empire, then among the million high-level warriors, only 10,000 people can break through to Martial Lord, which is a one percent chance.

The cultivation levels below the Martial Lord are all the basic cultivation levels of a warrior, and only by becoming a Martial Lord can one truly understand a warrior and use his power.

Zhao Yufan was extremely happy at this time.

After becoming Wu Lord, he became more powerful, and his martial arts and cultivation techniques, as well as Jiu Mang's haunting, had changed.

First of all, his star absorption finally reached the second level of induction, allowing him to absorb energy more quickly.

Secondly, there is the Nine Python Entrance.

The Nine Python Entrance has nine unique skills, which have opened up vision and hearing.

Now a new ability, the power of thunder and lightning, has been opened.

This power of thunder and lightning is the same as the power of thunder and lightning released in martial arts.

However, the power of thunder and lightning that Jiu Mang is surrounded by exists on its own, and the power of thunder and lightning in martial arts It's foreign.

After gaining new abilities, Zhao Yufan felt that his body was more powerful and sturdier.

Now if an intermediate warrior slashed him, he didn't have to do anything and he wouldn't suffer any harm.

The only thing that worried him was Jiu Mang's control.

The controlling power of Mangmao has always been a threat and must be eliminated as soon as possible.

At the moment when he became Wujun, Zhao Yufan fully recovered from his injuries, stretched his muscles, and took steps to leave.

He had just taken three steps when Peng Feiyuan behind him called out to him, "Wait a minute, I want to challenge you."

Zhao Yufan frowned, suddenly looked at Wu Zeming, and said, "It's wrong, the competition between you two is not over yet."

Wu Zeming immediately said: "It's okay, please do it."

As he spoke, he had already retreated to Liu Wuhen, as if he was looking forward to the battle between Zhao Yufan and Peng Feiyuan.

Seeing Wu Zeming leaving so quickly, Zhao Yufan opened his mouth, swallowed back what he wanted to say to reject Peng Feiyuan, shrugged helplessly, and asked, "Can I admit defeat?"

Peng Feiyuan remained silent.

Of course, he could not give up the contest between them just because of Zhao Yufan's words.

"Ahem."

Zhao Yufan coughed a few times, covered his mouth and said apologetically, "Sorry, I have a little cold."

He did have a cold.

As for how he caught the cold, no one knew, and he certainly didn't know either.

Peng Feiyuan kept looking at Zhao Yufan seriously, but Zhao Yufan seemed to be talking nonsense.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, clenched the sword in his hand, "Come on":