Whenever Master Yunlong takes out a pill, everyone will silently calculate the numbers.
One.
Two.
Three pieces.
One hundred pieces.
Four hundred and thirty-five.
Master Yunlong tremblingly took out another pill from the last jade bowl.
Four hundred and thirty-six.
This number echoed in everyone's mind.
They clenched their fists tightly, and their eyes glowed like fire.
Won.
Finally won.
At this moment, everyone seemed very quiet.
They explained to Feng Changle and his party, feeling uneasy in their hearts.
Feng Changle blinked his eyes, as if he couldn't believe it.
Luo Song was speechless.
His confidants were convinced that he was defeated.
Not only was he unable to defeat Zhao Yufan in terms of the quantity of elixirs, he still could not defeat Zhao Yufan in terms of the quality and grade of the elixirs.
However, he was very happy.
It would be great if I could accept him as my disciple.
Such a ridiculous idea suddenly appeared in Luo Song's mind, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly came up with a plan.
"I won."
Zhao Yufan looked at Feng Changle calmly, signaling him to fulfill his promise.
Feng Changle looked at the expectant eyes and said coldly: "You can leave, but we must decide who can leave."
Luo Song suddenly shouted: "Wait, I don't agree."
The scene suddenly became quiet.
No one thought that Luo Song would go back on his promise at this time, not even Feng Changle and Luo Xiang.
They had already agreed at first that if Zhao Yufan really won, they would let half of the staff go, but Luo Song actually went back on his word.
"Senior, you" Zhao Yufan was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
He thought Luo Xiang was the most insidious guy, but he didn't expect that it was not Luo Xiang who regretted in the end, but Luo Song, who seemed to be more honest and trustworthy.
Luo Rong ignored everyone and stared at Zhao Yufan: "It's okay to let me agree, but you must agree to one condition.
Otherwise, even if you break your promise, they will never leave."
"Do you want alchemy techniques?"
Zhao Yufan narrowed his eyes and asked coldly.
"No, I want to accept you as my disciple."
As soon as Luo Xiang's words came out, everyone was completely shocked.
Countless people couldn't figure out what Luo Xiang was thinking.
He and Zhao Yufan were enemies, so why did he still have the idea of accepting a disciple?
Even if Zhao Yufan really agreed, they would only have the status of master and apprentice.
"OK."
Zhao Yufan said helplessly.
Upon hearing Zhao Yufan's agreement, Luo Song ignored the weird looks from everyone and nodded directly and said: "You can let him go."
As soon as he finished speaking, his brother Luo Xiang shouted coldly: "Wait a minute."
When everyone heard Luo Xiang's words, they immediately understood what he meant.
This guy must be the same as Luo Song and wanted to be the disciple of the Sword God, but the Sword God had already left.
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"OK" Zhao Yufan was so helpless that he almost gritted his teeth and said these two words.
"Hehe" Luo Xiang laughed, and he smiled very happily, even like a child who stole a piece of candy, smiling innocently.
At this moment, Zhao Yufan stared directly at Feng Changle, feeling very nervous.
This Feng Changle would not accept him as his disciple.
Feng Changle really wanted to accept Zhao Yufan as his disciple, but as soon as the idea came to his mind, he rejected it because Zhao Yufan already had the ability to fight with Yi Yi.
Even if he accepted Zhao Yufan as his disciple, there would be nothing to teach him. , but the black and white ghosts are different.
Although Zhao Yufan Although it can be better than two, their own knowledge and years of experience are still not comparable to Zhao Yufan.
If Zhao Yufan is asked to refine a seventh-grade elixir, Zhao Yufan will not be able to refine it, but Luo Song can easily refine it.
Come on, this is the difference in grade.
"Let him go."
Feng Changle waved his hand and shouted.
Under the guard of the soldiers, 60,000 people are about to be released.
These people are ordinary people and warriors, while the tens of thousands of people left behind are all alchemists and weapon refiners.
Zhao Yufan was shocked when he saw this scene, and thought to himself: "They really want to kill the alchemist and the weapon refiner, but what is the purpose of doing this?"
The banker also saw something fishy, but as for the real purpose, he didn't know.
Sixty thousand people were really let go.
They left Bai Lao City safely and rushed to the nearest city.
As they left, the names of the Sword God and the Sword Demon would quickly spread among the five countries.
Rise, even their names will suppress Zhao Yufan's reputation.
Looking at the 60,000 people leaving, Zhao Yufan let out a sigh of relief.
There was no need to stay here at this time.
He turned to Feng Changle and asked, "Can I leave?"
"Excuse me, you are Luo Song's apprentice and one of our own."
Feng Changle's words made Zhao Yufan tremble slightly, his steps paused for a moment, and then he jumped away.
As soon as he left Broadway, he found a remote place without being welcomed, changed into his original clothes, took off his mask, and rushed back to Broadway with his true identity.
When he appeared, everyone was a little disappointed, because Zhao Yufan came back alone, without anyone by his side.
"Your friend is very powerful."
Feng Changle said through gritted teeth.
The thought of letting Zhao Yufan go made him very upset.
Zhao Yufan smiled calmly, waved his hand and said, "Of course, they are my friends."
Hearing this, Feng Changle frowned slightly and sarcastically said: "The Sword God and the Sword Demon have saved people, but what about you?"
"I" Zhao Yufan thought for a moment and said seriously: "Without me, they would never come here."
After speaking, he stared around and asked solemnly: "Do you want to kill everyone here?"
At this time, the monarch above the attic patted his forehead and said something coldly.
"A lot of them have been let go.
They must die."
His eyes fell sharply on the monarch, and Zhao Yufan asked coldly: "Are you from the Heavenly Fire Holy Sect?"
As soon as these words came out, the monarch's pupils shrank suddenly, and he raised his hand and pointed.
A bright light shot out from his finger, heading towards Zhao Yufan.
Zhao Yufan knew very well how powerful the monarch was, so he turned around and immediately went around behind Feng Changle.
Seeing Zhao Yufan hiding behind him, Feng Changle couldn't help but smile bitterly.
He and Zhao Yufan had some friendship, but unfortunately they were not the same person after all.
When the monarch saw that Zhao Yufan had not been killed and that Feng Changle had no attitude, he felt annoyed and said coldly: "Iron King, kill him."
"Yes" Iron King, also known as Elder Iron King, flew straight towards Zhao Yufan, with a palm in the air.
This palm fell from the sky, avoided Feng Changle, and hit Zhao Yufan directly on the head.
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At the same time, Qianzhuang also ordered in a cold voice: "Go up."
Behind him, a Martial Emperor rushed out without saying a word.
Because of the poison, this Martial Emperor's cultivation level has been weakened to that of a Martial Emperor, so his speed is much slower.
When Elder Iron King took action, Zhao Yufan's Nine Heavens Sword also stabbed out instantly.
"Bang" Elder Iron King's palm was so domineering that it directly crushed Zhao Yufan's sword into powder
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