Volume Four Chapter 673 Good Stab

"I'm sorry Brother Qi, I've shown mercy just now, you'll be fine if you lie there for three hours, it won't be a big problem!" Wen Tao moved forward and comforted Qi Changlong, who was lying on the ground. A loser is respectful.

However, upon hearing his words, Qi Changlong gritted his teeth with a look of unwillingness on his face!

Shame, what a shame!

Although this Wen Tao was not aggressive and arrogant, or humiliated him. But when he did his best, he was knocked down by someone else's finger. In his life-long battle as the first genius of the Moce Sect, in addition to being taught by Zhuo Fan, there was only Wen Tao. .

This is the difference in strength.

This is the gap between the top three sects and the next three sects!

That's right, they have indeed challenged the middle three sects now, but they all know in their hearts, who brought this. Except for the monster Zhuo Fan, who has the ability to rival the genius disciples of the middle three sects and even the upper three sects, the rest of them are essentially only the lower three sects.

Even if Zhuo Fan used various means to raise his strength to the level of the middle three sects, compared with the genius disciples of the middle three sects, the gap was quickly revealed.

Let's not talk about the Tianxingzong that time, those disciples have been scared and can't show their strength at all. But the combined attack formation of the mountains and jungles is still very telling.

With two to six, they were instantly shaken away, which can be said to be a complete defeat. In the end, Zhuo Fan personally took action to clean them up!

After that, in the Demon Soul Sect's battle, Han Yunfeng was obviously one level weaker than their cultivation base, but in the wheel battle, except for the last three battles, they did their best in the first three battles. is still a complete failure.

And this time, when Wen Tao, the strongest of the three middle schools, made a move, they really felt the gap between the middle and the lower.

Thinking of this, Qi Changlong couldn't help but raised his head slightly and looked towards Bai Lian, but just as Bai Lian shot with all his strength, he was still brought down by Wen Tao's random finger, and ended up like him, unable to move.

And that Wen Tao, still looking at ease, continued to charge forward, as if he didn't care about them at all.

That's right, Wen Tao, known as the Sword of Tenderness, has a delicate mind, and is a person who understands etiquette, and will not show any contempt or rudeness to them. But because of the gap in strength, even such a well-rounded person, inadvertently showed disregard for them.

This can't help but let Qi Changlong's heart be blocked, and he sighs helplessly.

The accumulation of the middle three and the lower three is different. Although they now have the title of the middle three, they still need years of accumulation to catch up with the pace of the middle three!

Although Steward Zhuo has brought them here, they still have to walk on their own!

For a time, Qi Changlong sighed in his heart, his eyes narrowed, and he seemed to have made up his mind...

On the way forward, Wen Tao went all the way and ran freely. When Guihu, Kuilang, and Yueling saw this, they didn't feel shocked, they rushed forward and joined hands to stop them: "Wen Tao, don't think you have fallen down. Brother Qi, they can easily pass our level..."

Puff puff……

However, before Guihu's words came to an end, three muffled sounds had already sounded.

Wen Tao's figure suddenly appeared behind them, but they had a stiff neck, their bodies stiffened, and they fell down involuntarily!

"Sorry, you don't seem to be enough to stop me now!" An indifferent smile crossed the corner of his mouth, Wen Tao stepped lightly again, and instantly came to Yue'er, Tie Ying, and Kui Gang, the three cultivators of the Illumination Realm. In front of them, the three of them were so frightened that their expressions changed, and they didn't know what to do.

A friendly arc crossed the corner of his mouth, and Wen Tao said leisurely: "We will concentrate on dealing with your monster butler in a while, so please don't disturb me!"

Saying that, Wen Tao swiped his fingers in front of the three of them, and the three of them immediately shivered and fell down weakly!

So far, all the disciples of Mocezong, except Zhuo Fan, have been wiped out. And the disciples of Sword God Sect are still intact!

Moreover, all of this was accomplished by Wen Tao alone in a matter of seconds, which made everyone in the audience turn pale with shock, and their eyelids couldn't help blinking!

With the power of only one person, almost all the members of the Moce Sect, the biggest dark horse in this nine sect competition, were executed. Such strength is really shocking.

Even the talented disciples of the top three sects could not help but be moved slightly when they saw this scene!

"I can't believe that Wen Tao already has such strength, and the rest of the disciples of the Sword God Sect are not bad. They can really be included in the top three sects, as long as they..." The eyelids trembled slightly, and Wu Qingqiu looked deeply at the valley. In the battle situation, especially staring at the lonely Zhuo Fan, he said quietly: "As long as this last stumbling block is excluded, the next thing we have to face is the challenge of Sword God Sect!"

Eyes narrowed slightly, Yan Mo pondered a little, but pouted his lips in disdain, and sighed: "The key is here, this biggest stumbling block is also the most difficult for Wen Tao and Sword God Sect to overcome. What he cleaned up earlier, They are all small fish and shrimps that don’t work, and the rest is the real raptor in the deep sea. Even if ten people join forces, they may not be able to cross this hurdle!”

"Oh, we have never seen a scene where ten people from the Sword God Sect joined forces and used all their strength. We have never seen it before. Are you so sure that they are not Zhuo Fan's opponents?" With a chuckle, Wu Qingqiu looked strangely at Yan Mo and said: "I admit that Zhuo Fan is very strong, but Wen Tao and Jian Shenzong are not good people. This time, with ten enemies and one, I think the outcome should be five or five!"

Hearing this, Yan Mo gave him a deep look, but shook his head disdainfully and smiled.

Out loud: "That's why you said that because you haven't played against that kid."

"Well, this time, I agree with what the Flame Demon said. In this battle, the final winner must be Zhuo Fan!" At this time, Ye Lin also nodded, agreeing.

Taking a strange look at him, Wu Qingqiu laughed uncontrollably and said, "Junior brother, are you so sure? You haven't played against him before!"

"It goes without saying, of course I'm sure that he is my old enemy. If he can't handle such a scene, how can he be my old enemy?"

Unconsciously chuckling, Ye Lin laughed again and again, but soon, his face became serious again, and he muttered: "And I can feel that the violent power in his body is not under me. If I can handle it. He will definitely be able to handle it!"

Taking a deep look at him, Wu Qingqiu pondered a little, nodded slightly, and continued to watch!

In another place on the stand, where Xuan Tianzong is located, the girls saw this scene, and they suddenly became worried for Zhuo Fan.

Dan'er pointed at the solitary figure below and said anxiously, "Sister Qingcheng, look, he is alone now, and the other party has ten others, so it will be alright!"

When Shui Ruohua heard this, she frowned deeply and looked at Chu Qingcheng, wanting to hear her opinion.

"Humph... With one enemy against ten, the opponents are all the strongest players in the three schools, this kid is dead, hehe..." However, before Chu Qingcheng spoke, Xuan Shaoyu was already gloating at the misfortune laugh it out.

This can't help attracting the eyes of the girls. They really don't understand, where did the gentle and elegant son of the past go? Since the incident with the Flame Demon, their son has become more and more evil, which makes people hate it for a while.

When Chu Qingcheng heard it, he didn't care at all, looking in the direction of Zhuo Fan with confidence, he said faintly: "Don't worry, he has always been alone. In fact, he doesn't care if there are these people to help out. Anyway, every time he faces the enemy, he is alone..."

Alone, this is a team battle, has he really never thought of relying on others...

The brows trembled unconsciously, and the girls stared at the figure below, but Zhuo Fan's eyes were still as plain as water, without the slightest panic.

As if the people Wen Tao killed just now had nothing to do with him.

Wen Tao also noticed this, and his expression became even more solemn. Generally speaking, people are creatures who live in groups, and even if they are independent, they will be more or less dependent on the people around them. When an accident happens to the companions around, there will be some fluctuations in the heart.

Even if these people are useless to him, it should be the case that they have been together for so long!

But now, Zhuo Fan gives people the feeling that he is like an arrogant long sword inserted on the top of the mountain, no one can get close to him, and he does not get close to others.

As if he was not a member of Moce Sect at all, he did not pay any attention to the defeat of these disciples of Moce Sect.

Destroying Moce Sect and defeating this kid are two completely different things!

Suddenly, such an idea came up in Wen Tao's heart. He smiled helplessly, and his face became solemn again: "Hehehe... It seems that we have to start the war again!"

As soon as the words fell, Wen Tao's hand flashed, and a Qingming long sword exuding sharpness immediately appeared. It was actually a ninth-grade spirit soldier. As soon as he stepped on it, he rushed towards Zhuo Fan.

When facing the previous small roles, he was still able to play the world, but when facing Zhuo Fan, he even used the spirit soldiers, and immediately put on 120,000 spirits and went all out!

Void Soft Sword Gang, fast!

Swish!

Like a meteor streaking across the sky, Wen Tao held the long sword and stabbed straight at Zhuo Fan's face. The sharp aura almost wanted to tear the entire space apart in the blink of an eye!

The pupils shrank unconsciously, Zhuo Fan's heart moved, but his face was still unwavering, the corner of his mouth twitched, and four golden halos flashed in his right pupil.

The fourth level of Kongming Divine Eye, Kongquan!

boom!

As if the entire space burst, within a hundred meters of Zhuo Fan, all the objects began to vibrate involuntarily, and in an instant, they all turned into nothingness and disappeared without a trace!

Wen Tao was startled, stepped on his foot, and hurriedly withdrew, but his long sword kept spinning in circles within the range of the air shock, dissipating the power of the space shock.

At the same time, the power of the dissipated space turned into a gurgling aftershock vibration, and in this space vibration, it was like a period of silk drifting away!

"This is... sword qi wandering in the air?" His pupils condensed, and Zhuo Fan immediately called out: "Not good!"

However, it's too late.

After the sword qi roamed around in the air, all of them suddenly gathered towards the long sword. Wen Tao hit the seal in his hand, and with a buzzing sound, the sword qi actually gathered on the long sword, sending out a more violent force Qi, the space vibration tore a hole in an instant.

And that long sword stabbed towards Zhuo Fan without any hindrance!

puff!

Yin Hong's blood spurted out, Zhuo Fan in a panic, stretched out his right arm, hurriedly resisted, and blocked the long sword, but the entire right arm was also penetrated by the long sword.

However, seeing this scene, Zhuo Fan showed a strange smile without everyone paying attention.

Well stabbed, so... that's right...