Swire Overlord

Chapter 302 The Angry Elder and Young Master
After learning that the masked man is the sword god, various forces have already sent people to investigate the origin of the sword god in private.

Qinglan Thirteen Swords was not very satisfied with Zhao Yufan's answer, because everyone knew that Sword God was not his real name.

"Where is the master's inheritance?" Someone in Qinglan Thirteen Swords asked.

Zhao Yufan was silent for a moment, then shook his head and replied: "There is no master!" When he said this, his expression was very firm. He was also thinking about this question just now. According to common sense, his master should be Mu Tianzuo, the patriarch of Qinglan Sect. Because there was an apprenticeship ceremony between him and Mu Tianzuo, but this was only a nominal master-student relationship, and Mu Tianzuo was not worthy of being his master.

In fact, he can be regarded as a teacher of Qinglanzong, but apart from practicing Qinglanzong martial arts, he has not received any care from Qinglanzong, but encountered difficulties everywhere, so it is impossible for him to admit that Qinglanzong is his teacher. Door.

This is just a small question, but his answer shows his attitude towards Qinglanzong.If the people of Qinglanzong knew that the sword god was Zhao Yufan, they would definitely feel very bad.

"I'm a friend of Sword Demon!" Zhao Yufan continued.

As soon as these words came out, the noisy voice suddenly quieted down, everyone looked at the Sword God in astonishment, and their hearts twitched violently.

Even the sword demon's friend is not enough to shock everyone, but if the sword demon is involved, Zhao Yufan will inevitably be involved, and since it is related to Zhao Yufan, then things are not simple.

No one has ever heard of Zhao Yufan having this friend, but people subconsciously think that Zhao Yufan's friend is very powerful and special, and Sword Demon and Sword God just proved this point.

Someone from Qinglan Thirteen Swords asked again: "What's your relationship with Zhao Yufan?"

The surroundings fell into dead silence, and everyone stared at Zhao Yufan intently, expecting his answer, which was very important to them.

The branches swayed, and the green grass on the ground swayed from side to side, as if waiting anxiously.

"Zhao Yufan is my friend!"

When these words came out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

In the eyes of everyone, if the sword god is Zhao Yufan's friend, then he should be strong, and he can break out of Qinglan's thirteen swords, and it should be like this.

After learning that Sword God is Zhao Yufan's friend, many people's emotions became complicated.

Can Yue looked suddenly enlightened, at first he didn't understand why this person hated Qing Lanzong, why he would help her, now all problems are solved, because he is Zhao Yufan's friend.

The little fat man licked his lips, narrowed his small eyes, and muttered, "Zhao Yufan, why do you keep hearing this name? Is Zhao Yufan really that strong?"

Zhang Qing and Yuanyuan met each other with a wry smile. They were very puzzled, how could Zhao Yufan, these two elusive friends, be so tough?

Han Bingyue and the others were surprised, but more puzzled. They knew that the sword demon was Zhao Yufan, but who was this sword god?Could it be that Zhao Yufan was just pretending?This kind of thought spread in their hearts, making them itch, but they didn't dare to ask.

Wang Xinhua was extremely angry, almost roaring with anger. Last time he was wounded by Zhao Yufan, but this time he met Zhao Yufan's friend. He angrily yelled at Qinglan Thirteen Swords: "Are you chatting? He is your Enemy, have you forgotten? Kill him quickly!"

After being reminded by him, everyone suddenly realized that the battle between Sword God and Qing Lan Thirteen Swords is not over yet, so why are they chatting?Could it be that they didn't know each other, cherished each other, and became friends?
The embarrassment on Qinglan Thirteen Swords' faces reappeared, and they secretly blamed Wang Xinhua in their hearts. Couldn't he see how many people had already lost?If you continue to fight, you are just asking yourself to humiliate yourself.

Zhao Yufan stared at them, and if they made a move, he didn't mind losing Qing Lanzong's face.

Under everyone's attention, Qing Lan Thirteen Swords slowly put away the sword.

Such a simple action of theirs is enough to explain the result.But everyone still didn't believe it. They had a fluke mentality, but this fluke was quickly shattered by Qing Lan's Thirteen Swords words.

"We are defeated!"

To put it simply, it exploded in everyone's minds like a thunderbolt.

"Failed?"

"How did you lose?"

"You haven't fought yet, so why did you lose?"

Everyone's minds were full of doubts. They looked at Qinglan Thirteen Swords with doubts, frowning and saying nothing.

When Qinglan Thirteen Swords came to Wang Xinhua, Wang Xinhua roared: "Retreat without fighting! You are really embarrassing to Qinglan Sect!"

Qinglan Thirteen Swords was in a very irritable mood, and wanted to endure it, but they knew that Wang Xinhua was making progress, and he taught them endlessly, which made them extremely angry.

Suddenly, Qinglan Thirteen Swords raised her right arm high at the same time, and one of them said bluntly: "What kind of elder are you? You don't know whether we win or lose. How dare you teach us here?"

Thirteen arms, thirteen bloodstains, under the sunlight, it is particularly dazzling.

Needless to say, everyone already understood that Qinglan Thirteen Swords really lost.

Wang Xinhua's face turned red, and he stared fiercely at Qin Lan's Thirteen Swords, unable to utter a word. There was a fire burning in his heart, but this fire was surrounded by certain things, leaving him nowhere to vent.

Suddenly, he looked at the man named Sword God, and the anger in his heart seemed to have a vent.

Not only Wang Xinhua was angry, but there was another person who was more angry than him, and that was Liu Man.

Liu Man was still looking forward to Qinglan Thirteen Swords' unique move, but he didn't know that this group of people surrendered automatically when the unique move was not used, which made him very angry.Just now he swore in front of his subordinates that Qinglan Thirteen Swords would win, but he didn't expect Qinglan Thirteen Swords to lose so quickly, almost unable to fight back, this was an invisible slap in the face.

Turning his head and looking behind him, he was even more furious. That Zhou Hai was a waste. If he hadn't misled himself, he wouldn't have firmly believed that Qin Lan's Thirteen Swords would win. Now let this guy make a pot of tea, and he is still so dawdling Crap, it's rubbish to the extreme.

"Where's that Zhou Hai?" He asked gloomyly.

"Master Liu, I'm here, I'm here!" Zhou Hai held steaming tea in both hands, bent over and walked to Liu Man, "Master Liu, how are they fighting while you drink tea?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of the people nearby became a little weird, it was a kind of gloating expression.

Zhou Hai didn't know what happened, so he put the ceramic teacup in front of the ashen-faced Liu Man with a smile on his face, and asked again: "Qing Lan's Thirteen Swords should win, right?"

(End of this chapter)