Chapter 3: The Enemy of Fate
The entire Dajue Temple fell silent for a moment.
Outside the Dajue Temple, I don't know when a dense crowd of Xichang Fanzi appeared, all holding swords and fierce eyes.
No one in the temple dared to act rashly.
In the main hall, Zhao Huai'an's face was solemn, he looked at the silver-white robe figure led by him, and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you from Xichang?" β
Yuhuatian said lightly: "Yuhuatian." β
His eyes also focused on Zhao Huai'an.
I saw Zhao Huai'an wearing a black night suit, holding a four-foot long sword, although he was over forty years old, there was still a fierce murderous aura between his eyebrows, and on his face, he could indeed see a trace of the chivalrous spirit of the rivers and lakes.
Judging by the breath, Zhao Huai'an is also a grandmaster realm.
Is this the fateful enemy of the original owner?
Extraordinary!
Yu Huatian's eyes narrowed slightly.
Next to him, Li Zhong and others also recognized Yuhuatian's identity.
Seeing the dense Xichang Fanzi outside, how could they not know that Yuhuatian was obviously prepared, and his face became difficult to look at for a while.
There was Zhao Huai'an first, and Yuhuatian came later, how could there be such a coincidence?
Obviously, they were calculated by Yuhuatian!
Li Zhong said with a gloomy face: "Yuhuatian, this is my East Factory's business, what does it have to do with your West Factory?" β
Yu Huatian glanced at him and said lightly: "A few swordsmen from the rivers and lakes made you a cup bow and snake shadow, and when they returned to the capital, they didn't even dare to enter the gate of their own house, and hid here to be a turtle with a shrunken head." β
"Now that everyone has come to the door, dare you say that it has nothing to do with me?"
Li Zhong said coldly: "What kills?" It's just that a few rebels have come, and this seat will execute them! β
"Oh? Is it? β
Yu Huatian sneered and glanced at Zhao Huai'an next to him, and said, "The person is here, you execute one and show it to this seat." β
Li Zhong was speechless with a calm face.
Even Wan Yulou died in the hands of Zhao Huai'an, he was not even as good as Wan Yulou, how could he be Zhao Huai'an's opponent?
"Rubbish!"
Yuhuatian glanced at him coldly, looked away, and then looked at Zhao Huai'an in front of the Buddha statue, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said: "Killing people has come to the capital, I have to say, you are very bold!" β
Zhao Huai'an's face was solemn, he glanced at Ling Guozhou and Lei Chongzheng, who fell to the ground and didn't know whether they were alive or dead, then looked at Yuhuatian, and said in a deep voice: "You deliberately released the news to lead us to Dajue Temple, right?" β
"You're not too stupid." Yuhuatian did not deny it.
Zhao Huai'an's eyes were awe-inspiring, he clenched the long sword in his hand, took a deep breath, and said: "It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the Xichang factory superintendent Yuhuatian is peerless, thoughtful, and iron-blooded, far surpassing the Wanyulou of the East Factory. β
As he spoke, he glanced at the dense Xichang Fanzi outside, and then a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and said: "I know that I will die today, but before I die, I will also pull you on your back!" β
Rumble!
When the words fell, Zhao Huai'an's figure was like a goshawk soaring into the air, the sword was shining, and the four-foot long sword broke through the air and stabbed towards Yuhuatian.
"Presumptuous!"
With a cold snort, a grimace man with ice-white ghost eyes and a bronze beast covered face stepped out, pulled out the double swords behind his back, and greeted him.
Jingle ......
In an instant, the two exchanged dozens of moves, their moves were sharp, and the terrifying sword aura overflowed, so that everyone at the door couldn't help but retreat back for a long distance.
Dingββ
Suddenly, there was a crisp sound!
The grimace man was knocked back by Zhao Huai'an, and he took a few steps backwards, stepping on the ground with deep footprints.
Zhao Huai'an's face was solemn, staring at the ghost-faced man: "Who are you?" β
The ghost-faced man's double swords played a sword flower in his hand, and said coldly: "The head of this West Factory, Ma Jinliang!" β
Zhao Huai's peace of mind was heavy.
No wonder the West Factory can suppress the East Factory, this person's strength is not under Wan Yulou, how strong will the West Factory Supervisor Yuhuatian, who has not started?
Thinking of this, Zhao Huaian looked at the silver-robed figure watching the battle at the door again.
And Ma Jinliang looked indifferent, did not reply, clenched the double swords in his hands, and wanted to continue to move.
At this time, Yuhuatian spoke: "Stand down, Jinliang." You are no match for him. β
Ma Jinliang frowned slightly, a little angry, but he didn't dare to disobey the order, and arched his hand: "Yes, Overseer." β
With that, he put away his swords and retreated.
Yu Huatian stretched out his right hand, and Tan Luzi next to him immediately respectfully presented a silver-white long sword with both hands.
Yu Huatian took the long sword, stepped forward slowly, and came face to face with Zhao Huai'an, and a cold true qi began to rise on his body.
Yuhuatian's eyes flashed with coldness, and he said: "The opponent is hard to find, today, I will use you to try the swordsmanship of this seat." β
When the words fell, Yu Huatian's figure flashed, and he disappeared in place in an instant.
"What a quick move!"
Zhao Huai'an's pupils shrank, he didn't dare to be careless, he followed the sound to distinguish the position, and hurriedly raised the long sword in his hand and hit him head-on.
Dingββ
There was a crisp sound, and the tips of the two long swords struck each other.
The cold sunflower true qi poured into Zhao Huai'an's body along the long sword, and Zhao Huai'an snorted and took a few steps backwards.
Before he could come to his senses, Yuhuatian's attack came again.
Between life and death, Zhao Huai'an fought with twelve points of spirit and concentrated on the enemy.
Both of them drew their swords very quickly, and the people at the door couldn't see the figures of the two people clearly, and could only hear the sound of clanging swords.
Zhao Huai'an's face was calm, and the more he fought, the more frightened he became.
Although his internal strength realm is only in the early stage of the grandmaster, his one-handed swordsmanship has already far surpassed ordinary opponents after decades of precipitation and killing.
But at this time, he only felt that Yu Huatian's swordsmanship was far more exquisite than him, and his true qi was extremely strong, and it also contained a cold power, endless, endless, as if there was no end at all, so that he didn't dare to fight hard at all, and he could only take care of defense for a while.
In the blink of an eye, the two fought for dozens of rounds.
And on Yuhuatian's side, when they first met, he had already felt the gap between Zhao Huai'an and himself, but in order to hone his swordsmanship, he had been suppressing himself.
At this time, he already felt that the swordsmanship of this Sunflower Treasure Book was indeed far more exquisite than the swordsmanship he had practiced before.
In terms of swordsmanship alone, Zhao Huaian is no longer his opponent.
Peep at the leopard in the tube, make a judgment!
Is this the enemy of fate?
Yu Huatian shook his head in disappointment.
Immediately, a sword stabbed out, and the pure sunflower true qi turned into transparent sword qi and left the body.
Zhao Huai'an's pupils narrowed, and he hurriedly used his internal force to protect him.
But the next moment, he felt as if he had been hit by a boulder in the chest, and his inside was damaged, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, and the whole person flew upside down.
With just one blow, it broke his protective qi.
Snort β
Before he could come to his senses, a brilliant sword had already arrived in front of him.
Immediately after, he only felt a chill in his neck, and the whole person froze in place.
A line of scarlet blood slowly bloomed from his neck......
The long sword in Zhao Huai'an's hand fell to the ground with a clatter, staring at the handsome figure in front of him in a daze.
When he was dying, a trace of regret and nostalgia appeared in his eyes, but in the end, they all turned into relief.
Immediately, Zhao Huaian slowly closed his eyes and fell to the ground with a bang!
[Luck from Zhao Huai'an +8088.] γ
Ignore the system prompts that sound in your head.
Yuhuatian looked at Zhao Huai'an's corpse on the ground, and while breathing a sigh of relief, he was also a little speechless.
Enemy of fate?
Is it worth the money?
Shaking his head, Yu Huatian retracted his gaze and turned around, his eyes had regained his indifference and calmness again.
At this time, there was silence in the hall.
Everyone in Dongchang looked at Yuhuatian's eyes with some fear and jealousy.
They pursued them in Dongchang for half a year, and even Zhao Huai'an, who fell for the fall of the Lord of Wandu, died in the hands of Yuhuatian so easily.
How can they not be intimidated?!
"Overseer!"
Tan Luzi had already prepared a snow-white silk scarf and respectfully handed it to Yuhuatian.
Yuhuatian handed the sword to Tan Luzi, ignored the fanatical gaze of everyone in Xichang, took the silk scarf and wiped his hands, then looked at Li Zhong and the others, and said lightly: "What are you still standing for?" Do you want to hide here as a shrunken turtle for the rest of your life? β
Li Zhong came back to his senses, looked at Yuhuatian deeply, and said with a gloomy face: "Let's go!" β
The hearts of everyone in Dongchang were relieved, and they followed Li Zhong to the outside of the hall as if they were fleeing for their lives.
Soon, all the people in Dongchang were evacuated.
Ma Jinliang and the others frowned, watching the people from Dongchang leave, wanting to speak and stopping, but looking at Yuhuatian's calm expression, no one dared to speak.
Until all the people in Dongchang left, Tan Luzi asked puzzledly: "Overseer, as long as Li Zhong is killed, Dongchang will be completely dispersed, and when the time comes, arrange for our people to take the position, and Dongchang can be completely controlled in our hands, why does the Overseer let them go?" β
Yuhuatian's face was calm, and he said: "As soon as Wan Yulou dies, Li Zhong can't afford to make any waves, but Zhao Jingzhong and Liu Xi are not simple goods, with these two people, Dongchang can't fall." β
"Let's let them fight on their own."
"Li Zhong who is alive is more useful than dead."
Tan Luzi frowned, and said: "Zhao Jingzhong is Wei Zhongxian's righteous son, and he has gathered a few masters under his command, and he has a good relationship with Jinyiwei, but what is this Liu Xi's ability to make the overseer value him so much?" β
A hint of color flashed in Yu Huatian's eyes, and he said: "Although this Liu Xi has just risen, it is much more difficult to deal with than Zhao Jingzhong. β
Hearing this, everyone became even more curious, they didn't understand why this little-known Liu Xi, the second-tier head of the East Factory, would make the overseer pay so much attention?
Looking at everyone's expressions, Yu Huatian did not explain.
If he hadn't absorbed the memory of the original owner, he wouldn't have attached so much importance to this Liu Xi.
According to the information, this person can absorb Dafa!
If the guess is correct, this person should be the villain Liu Xi in Xiaoyuer and Hua Wuji.
How can such a person be comparable to a mere Zhao Jingzhong?
Wei Zhongxian's resurrection is almost there!
Shaking his head, Yu Huatian glanced at the several corpses in the hall, and said lightly: "Clean up and go back." β
"It's not over yet, there's a good show to watch!"
"Yes!"
The crowd saluted respectfully.
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