Swire Overlord

Chapter 527
At this moment, many people thought that Zhao Yufan deserved to die.

Song Fei was worried about this little wolf at first, but now she clenched her fists together, wishing her brother would stab the little wolf into eight petals with a single sword.

Cheng Dashan was also speechless for a while, grinning his teeth, cursing in his heart that Zhao Yufan wanted to die, this Song Qing hated people talking about his lover the most, anyone who dared to discuss him would kill him, once a Emperor Wu of the Song family talked about it, and Song Qing led people to beat them to death!
The Four-fingered Sword Demon frowned slightly at Zhao Yufan, and looked at the boss, hoping that the boss could save Zhao Yufan's life at a critical moment. Unexpectedly, the boss glanced at the ring and said, "If you are a sinner, you can't live, then leave."

At this moment, Zhao Yufan was sweating profusely, this Song Qing was really a master, even if he didn't have a porcelain bottle on his head, he might not be able to beat him.

"Tell me, if your girlfriend sees you playing with this kind of thing, will she leave you?"

He said another sentence, this sentence was like a torrential rain, splashing on Song Qing who was in anger, extinguishing the flame of his anger at this moment. Trembling slightly, the evil spirit permeated in an instant.

Suddenly, Song Qing said: "Whoever you are, you must die!"

When he spoke, Zhao Yufan's expression suddenly became strange, and he also said, "No matter who you are, you will be beaten into a pig's head by me!"

The two spoke at the same time, but Zhao Yufan's attack was faster and weirder than Song Qing's.

Zhao Yufan's Ghost Walk has been practiced to the peak, and eighteen phantoms flashed out at the same time, almost every figure was himself, making people dazzled.

Song Qing's sword was originally aimed at Zhao Yufan, but the sudden appearance of so many figures in front of him made him a little overwhelmed, but he still made the most sensible reaction in an instant, immediately retracted the sword, and swept the sword centered on himself, Full coverage attack all around.

However, he forgot his head.

In fact, even if he remembered the head, it was useless, because Zhao Yufan hit the head, even if he was prepared, the blow would still come as expected.

Zhao Yufan held the sword, but it was his fist that hit Song Qing.

Perhaps, at this moment, only the Four-fingered Sword Demon understood his intentions, because he once said that he wanted to beat Song Qing into a pig's head.

The moment Zhao Yufan hit Song Qing's head with his fist, exclamations erupted from around the silent arena. They opened their mouths and looked at the scene on the arena in disbelief, thinking that what they saw was a hallucination. Song Qing?
Bai Sha and Leng Feng met each other, and there was a hint of understanding in their eyes. Only then did they understand why their parents praised Zhao Yufan so much. It turned out that he was really not simple.

Leng Feng looked down at Yuxiao on his waist, pursed his lips, and boundless fighting spirit ignited in his heart.

Seeing Leng Feng's expression, Bai Sha shook his head helplessly, and dissuaded him: "Hey, this guy hides very deeply, you should stop fighting him."

Leng Feng stared at Bai Sha, and said indifferently: "You are afraid that I won't be able to beat him."

Being told what he thought in the center, the corner of Bai Sha's mouth twitched, and just as he was about to sneer, he saw another change in the ring, and swallowed what he wanted to say.

On the ring, Song Qing had just been punched by Zhao Yufan, and his body suddenly felt numb. Before he could react, eighteen black shadows in the form of Zhao Yufan swarmed towards him.

The fist shadows all over the sky are like fairies scattered flowers, punching Song Qing's body, the most weird thing is that the heads of the eighteen figures are still staring at the white porcelain bottle, of course, no matter whether it is a black shadow or a porcelain bottle, they are all phantoms in front of everyone's eyes, and they are not unreal.

During the interlacing, the eighteen phantoms merged into one, and finally formed a real figure.

Zhao Yufan looked at Song Qing, pursed his lips and said, "I said, I'm going to beat you into a pig's head!"

This sentence was a mocking sentence from the beginning to the end. At the beginning, this sentence was ridiculed by Zhao Yufan, and now it is mocking Song Qing and everyone else.

Song Qing's handsome face was really beaten into a pig's head, maybe it was because of being beaten into a pig's head, at this moment he did not continue to attack, but stood there silently, his eyes were a little hollow, as hollow as his sword, although still Cold light radiates, but no sharpness at all.

"Are you awake?" Zhao Yufan glanced at Song Qing flickeringly, then walked up to him amidst everyone's surprised eyes, stared into his empty eyes and said, "Are you happy?"

Suddenly, Song Qing's eyes became bright again, with a stern look in the bright, and at the same time he punched Zhao Yufan suddenly, hitting Zhao Yufan's lower abdomen, "Bastard! You really deserve to die!"

With blood dripping from the corner of Zhao Yufan's mouth, he flew upside down in an instant and fell to the edge of the ring. The white porcelain bottle on his head also fell to the ground, making a crisp crashing sound.

Because of shock, panic, and anger, many people stood up and stared at the ring.

The referee of the ring also stood up at this moment, and announced with some helplessness: "Song Qing... wins!"

As soon as these words came out, there was silence around, there was no applause or applause like before, only pairs of surprised eyes.

"Are you blind?" Song Qing stared at the referee announcing the result, unwillingly: "I lost." Then he looked at Zhao Yufan, frowned and said, "Little wolf, right? I hope we can do it next month." I saw you here, but at that time... I hope to have a real fight with you!"

Zhao Yufan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, squinted his eyes to look at Song Qing, and said strangely, "Don't you thank me?"

Song Qing frowned slightly. This little wolf helped him get rid of the inner demons that had troubled him for many years, but he also let himself be humiliated. He stared at Zhao Yufan who was still looking forward to it, and said coldly: "I didn't kill you just now. , just to thank you." After saying this, he walked towards the bottom of the ring, and before leaving, he did not forget to remind Zhao Yufan: "Remember! I will wait for you here next month."

Everyone watched Song Qing leave, and then turned their attention to the arena, but the arena was empty, and the little wolf had long since disappeared.

Although Song Qing walked faster than Zhao Yufan, he did not leave the Black Dragon Tower, while Zhao Yufan walked out of the underground palace and went straight to the entrance of the Black Dragon Tower.When he walked to the door, he found out where the boss was. He thought that the boss would also watch the game, but he didn't think he didn't care at all.

"Boss, are you there?" Zhao Yufan laughed a few times, seeing the boss nodding slightly at him, he didn't say anything, but left directly.

Staring at Zhao Yufan's leaving back, the boss lowered his brows and muttered, "Sure enough, as I expected, there is still a gap between this Zhao Yufan and Song Qing. It seems that he was injured by Song Qing, but Song Qing did it. It seems a bit light, this is not his style, strange..."

While the boss was thinking, the Four-fingered Sword Demon walked to the counter absent-mindedly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing the expression of the Four-fingered Sword Demon, the boss guessed his thoughts, and said quite proudly, "What? Are you a little disappointed in him?"

"Ah?" The Four-fingered Sword Demon looked at the boss in astonishment, and suddenly chuckled. He knew the boss too well. Unexpectedly... Zhao Yufan was not defeated.

(End of this chapter)