Several people were startled when they heard this, and then gathered in Zhao Yufan's room.
After thinking about the words for a while, Zhao Yufan said softly: "Let's go separately tomorrow."
"Ah" the young prince was shocked, his eyes widened and he said, "Why, wouldn't it be nice for us to be together?
Are you afraid that we will drag you down?"
After waving his hand, Zhao Yufan narrowed his eyes and whispered, "I have other things to do, so" The young prince wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Qin Long.
Mo Yu frowned and thought, then nodded in agreement, said goodbye and left.
When the others saw Mo Yu leaving, they also left one after another.
There was no talk the whole night.
The next day, Zhao Yufan got up early to prepare for the trip with everyone.
As soon as he opened the door of his room, he saw Qin Long and others standing outside the door, "Oh, you scared me.
You guys are standing there."
What are you doing here?”
Several people were speechless and stared at Zhao Yufan, as if they wanted to raise an army to hold him accountable.
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Yufan realized that several people came with bad intentions, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.
Qin Long frowned slightly, glared, and said angrily: "Do you consider us friends?"
Zhao Yufan blinked and nodded silently.
"Since you consider us friends, why didn't you tell us if you were in danger?"
Qin Long asked.
"What a liar."
The young prince grinned and raised his neck and said, "The ten martial emperors of your Zimang Empire are waiting for you outside Bai Lao City, and you still want to lie to us."
Hearing this, Zhao Yufan looked at a few people in surprise and asked, "How do you know?"
As soon as he said the words, he felt that his question was a bit unnecessary.
With their backgrounds, they naturally knew this, "Even if you come with me, , can’t be of much help.”
Qin Long and others were very embarrassed.
What Zhao Yufan said was not unreasonable, but they had their own ideas and insisted on leaving together.
In desperation, Zhao Yufan could only agree, and the group left Bai Lao City and marched towards the capital.
The road was very quiet.
Zhao Yufan and his party walked in fear for a long time, but no enemy was found, which made them particularly nervous.
Zhao Yufan was not worried at all, and would hum a tune from time to time, making the others very angry and helpless.
The young prince ran up to Zhao Yufan, grabbed his arm, and stopped him: "Can you stop whining?
It's been such a long time, and you still have time to play."
Looking around at the nervous people, Zhao Yufan pursed his lips and smiled and said: "Haha, you don't have to be too nervous.
They are also Martial Emperors after all.
They will not use dirty tricks unless it is absolutely necessary."
"Real or false?"
the young prince asked doubtfully.
"Really" a dull voice came from the woods.
Zhao Yufan and others immediately drew their weapons and looked around vigilantly, knowing that the enemy was coming.
In the woods, a muscular middle-aged man walked up to several people in a leisurely manner.
A pair of bull's eyes lingered on them for a long time, and finally landed on Zhao Yufan: "You are Zhao Yufan."
"You are?"
Zhao Yufan asked.
"Qinglan Sect, Niu Yongshan."
As Niu Yongshan spoke, a flash of light flashed in his hand, and he took out a Green Dragon Divine Axe.
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Zhao Yufan looked at Niu Yongshan in slight surprise, curled his lips and said, "I don't think I've seen you before."
Niu Yongshan nodded slightly and sneered: "Of course, there are countless masters of Qinglan Sect, and what you see is just the tip of the iceberg."
Nodding disdainfully, Zhao Yufan took out a golden dragon stick in front of everyone's eyes.
When Mo Yu saw him abandoning his strongest swordsmanship and knife skills, Mo Yu couldn't help but frown, unavoidably worried for him.
Others were in the same mood as Mo Yu.
They felt that Zhao Yufan was just acting out of anger.
Even if he wanted to teach Niu Yongshan a lesson, he didn't necessarily have to use the Qinglan Sect's stick technique to deal with him.
Originally, Niu Yongshan's cultivation was far beyond him.
If he was using stick techniques that he was not proficient in, wouldn't he be asking for death?
However, Niu Yongshan's words surprised Mo Yu and others.
"I heard that your stick skills are extremely domineering.
In the battle on the Kyoto City Wall, one stick broke through the shocking sword and destroyed the legend of the shocking sword.
It is not a worthwhile trip for me to learn about the golden dragon stick today."
The golden dragon stick in Zhao Yufan's hand exudes golden light, which is extremely conspicuous under the sunlight.
The two stared at each other for a moment, then their figures flashed and intertwined.
As soon as Zhao Yufan made his move, Qin Long and others were shocked, because his figure and attack were not at all the cultivation level of the Martial King, but the cultivation level of the Martial King.
The young prince swallowed and murmured to himself: "It's actually the Martial Emperor, not the Martial King.
He, he must be too powerful."
Mo Yu and Qin Long were even more silent.
Zhao Yufan had already dealt them a big blow, but today they learned that Zhao Yufan was a Martial Emperor, and they had nothing to say.
Niu Yongshan's attack was so terrifying that even Zhao Yufan did not dare to confront him head-on.
The golden dragon stick in Zhao Yufan's hand was flying up and down like a poisonous snake, carrying fatal danger everywhere.
During the fight, Zhao Yufan did not forget to ask something, "What kind of cultivation are you, Emperor Wu?"
Niu Yongshan swung his ax horizontally, and after a moment of confusion, he showed a look of sudden realization.
He struck Zhao Yufan hard with the Azure Dragon Divine Ax in his hand, and said at the same time: "You are asking about the fourth realm of the Martial Emperor.
According to that realm, I should be the Mortal Realm Martial Emperor."
Mortal Realm Martial Emperor Zhao Yufan was a little scornful.
He felt that Niu Yongshan was far behind Feng Changle of Jade Rakshasa.
Maybe Feng Changle had a higher level of cultivation than him, but the Martial Emperor in the mortal realm was only as good as Niu Niu Yongshan.
He still didn't believe it.
Sensing Zhao Yufan's contempt, Niu Yongshan was furious.
His Green Dragon Divine Ax flew up and down in his hand, and he couldn't help but speed up his attack.
"Your cultivation level seems to be only a little better than Dongshan King and the others."
Zhao Yufan chuckled, and with a whistling sound, the golden dragon roll in his hand swept towards Niu Yongshan's crotch from bottom to top.
The crotch is an important position.
Niu Yongshan was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat.
He took a few steps back and performed a unique skill, the Blue Light Triple Axe.
Three green ax beams shot out, like ocean waves, one after another, continuously.
The Blue Light Triple Axe does not only have three axes, but three axes in one second.
One axe is divided into three rows of axe rays, front and rear, for a total of nine axe rays.
All nine ax beams were fired within two seconds, and its terrifying speed made people panic.
Zhao Yufan was shocked and secretly admired Niu Yongshan.
His move was really as good as the mortal realm Martial Emperor.
With this move, Dongshan King and other Martial Emperors were no match for him.
The golden dragon stick danced like the wind, and a rapidly rotating golden defense formed in front of his eyes, blocking the attack of the three consecutive azure axes.
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Every time a beam of ax hits his golden dragon stick, he will be forced to take a step back.
Qin Long and others looked nervous, and the expression on their faces was even more nervous than Zhao Yufan, who wanted to rush forward to help him.
Seeing him retreating continuously after being beaten, several people's hearts were in their throats and almost jumped out of their chests
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