Zhao Yufan stared at the boiling and splashing spring water, with anger and sadness on his face.
His sword was never stained with blood in the battle with the eleven kings.
All the eleven kings died on their weapons, including the only female Meng Meng. king.
There was some kind of crisis hidden in the spring water.
Zhao Yufan stared at the bodies of the eleven kings, with relief and joy on their clean faces, as if they had completed some kind of mission.
Zhao Yufan turned a blind eye to the crisis hidden under the spring water, but there was a ferocious coldness in his eyes, just like the eyes of a wild beast, bloodthirsty and ruthless.
Time seemed to stop flowing.
The Four Finger Sword Demon, Yu Hu, Bai Sha and others all looked at Zhao Yufan.
They could not see Zhao Yufan's expression clearly, but they could feel his murderous intention.
This was the first time they felt Zhao Yufan's Killing intent.
Different from ordinary killing intent, the killing intent at this time is very flat, so flat that you can hardly feel it, but as long as you feel it, you will realize the fear, even the Four-fingered Sword Demon and Yu Hu are a little frightened.
Looking around, Zhao Yufan's eyes fell on a small bungalow.
A figure flashed past the window of the small bungalow.
Slowly walking to the door of the small bungalow, Zhao Yufan held up his sword, gently knocked on the door with his sword, and said, "Open the door."
The door opened weakly, and a big fat head popped out.
His head was covered with sweat.
He was obviously very frightened.
He stared at Zhao Yufan, who was calm and smiling, and asked: "Yes, are you okay?"
Zhao Yufan said: "Help me carry the body outside into the house."
The corners of the fat man's mouth twitched, and he opened his mouth to refuse, but when he saw the cold sword in Zhao Yufan's hand, he still chose to nod and whispered: "Yes, I understand."
"Thank you."
After Zhao Yufan finished speaking, the sword in his hand struck hard at the fat man in front of him.
The obese man shrank his neck in fear and squatted on the ground quickly.
The moment he squatted down, he could feel the sword light passing over his head.
The hair on his body stood up, and cold sweat flowed out from his pores like rain.
Then, a burst of More rain fell from the sky and fell on him.
It's raining, the fat man thought with his round eyes, and he touched a handful of his hair.
The stuff on his hair was sticky, and it didn't seem like rain.
Besides, he was in the house, so even if it rained, it wouldn't fall on him.
When he took his hand back, it was blood red.
"Ah, blood, blood."
The obese man shouted in horror, and kept moving backwards, hoping to get away from the demon in front of him, but when he stepped back, he actually touched a corpse, a black-clothed corpse that had just been killed by the young man in front of him.
The corpse stared unwillingly, as if it was dead.
Zhao Yufan looked at the fat man and said in a sinister tone: "Who are you?"
The fat man still looked frightened and said timidly: "I, I am Huo Jing, the owner of the coffin shop."
Zhao Yufan walked up to Huo Jing, squatted down slowly, and said coldly: "Don't lie to me, I'm very unhappy now."
"I am really Huo Jing."
Zhao Yufan frowned slightly and asked, "How could you, the owner of a coffin shop, lead to Emperor Wu's assassination?"
"He, didn't he kill you?"
Huo Jing asked suspiciously.
Zhao Yufan raised his sword abruptly, pressed it against Huo Jing's chest, and said coldly: "You want to die?"
Huo Jing blinked, shook his head quickly and said, "Don't kill me, I can give you eleven good nanmu coffins for free."
Hearing this, Zhao Yufan lowered his head and said nothing.
After a moment, he nodded and said, "Okay, they'll take care of you."
After saying that, he slowly left the room with his sword in hand and appeared in everyone's sight.
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Strangely enough, when he entered the room, it was the best time for the enemy to surround him, but the enemy did not attack him.
Zhao Yufan intuitively believed that the reason why the enemy did not break into the room must have something to do with Huo Jing himself.
The spring water washed away the blood and became clear again, but the spring water in Shiquan Lake boiled even more fiercely, with a vague tendency to spurt out.
Suddenly, the spring water in the ten stone spring lakes soared into the sky, forming water columns that slowly rotated and rose.
Ten water pillars were like ten water dragons, rising with Zhao Yufan as the center, glaring and roaring.
Drops of spring water hit the ground, leaving deep pits on the ground.
Gradually, ten water columns of more than ten meters connected together to form a water curtain, completely surrounding Zhao Yufan.
At this moment, even if Zhao Yufan turned into a drop of water, it would be difficult to leave this airtight water curtain.
The Four-Fingered Sword Demon saw the Sky-Continuous Water Curtain, the sword in his hand glowed brightly, and the attack became more fierce.
He knew that Zhao Yufan was in a deadlock.
There were ten Martial Emperors controlling ten water pillars within the Sky-Continuous Water Curtain. , with Zhao Yufan's power, he was unable to resist even one water column, let alone ten.
Baisha and others couldn't see what was going on in the water curtain at all, but when they saw the water curtain with a height of more than ten meters, they knew that Zhao Yufan was in danger now.
The person who could control the spring water to this extent must be Emperor Wu, and there was more than one Emperor Wu. .
Jia Ping pointed at the water curtain and shouted to the sky: "Haha, look, Zhao Yufan is inside the water curtain.
He is dead this time."
Lengfeng's sword swept across the front, and the strong wind was raging around him.
He said to Jia Ping in a cold voice: "If he dies, you will be next."
Inside the Tianlian Water Curtain, Zhao Yufan maintained the posture he had just entered, holding the sword in his hand and looking calmly ahead.
Ten Martial Emperors gradually walked out of the water curtain.
They stood in different places, but the weapons in their hands were pointed at the same person, and their murderous intent was locked on the same person.
They walked slowly within ten meters of Zhao Yufan and calmly looked at the legendary young man in front of them.
They are all Martial Emperors, but they are only Martial Emperors.
Compared with Yu Hu and others, they are no longer on the same level.
They are just one of the most ordinary Martial Emperors among countless Martial Emperors, but Martial Emperors are Martial Emperors, and the Martial Emperor's power is not what the Martial Emperor can do.
Competitive.
"Kill" One Martial Emperor said excitedly, and the other Martial Emperors raised their weapons and prepared to attack.
They didn't take Zhao Yufan seriously, but they weren't careless either.
Just like they hunted monsters every day, the monsters would definitely die, but if you let your guard down, you would also be injured by the monsters.
Zhao Yufan is now a beast, a beast that has been enraged for a long time but has been suppressing its anger.
At this time, the beast is showing its fierceness.
Instead of suppressing his own anger, he wants to vent his anger on ten powerful emperors.
It is impossible for Emperor Wu to fight against Emperor Wu.
This is an eternal law that no one can change, not even Zhao Yufan.
However, he can make himself a Martial Emperor and become a temporary Martial Emperor.
Although the temporary Emperor Wu is not the real Emperor Wu, he is still enough to compete with Emperor Wu for a period of time.
Staring indifferently at the ten Martial Emperors, Zhao Yufan shouted arrogantly: "You have forgotten who I am":