Chapter 217 Xiao Fan's Conjecture

The people of the Dayan Dynasty were very angry. At this critical time, Han Lei actually dropped the chain.

Is it really because of an upset stomach? It must not be. It was just an excuse Han Lei made. He didn't want to participate in the war, or he was greedy for life and fear of death.

In the eyes of everyone, Han Lei hugged his belly and left, disappearing into the crowd.

"Asshole thing, it seems true that Wen Ya saw him walking close to the people of the Sword Dynasty last time. All of this is a conspiracy of the Sword Dynasty. It embarrassed me, Dayan, and wanted to kill us! "

"I knew there was something wrong with this bastard, so I killed it with a single knife. I was embarrassed not to say it here, and it even tricked me into waiting!"

"What should we do now? One person is missing. With the strength of the six of us, it is difficult to be their opponent."

Yun Luoyu and several people were extremely angry. Qu Xuan and Wu Lao in front of the crowd also looked cold. The glory of the Warlord Academy was exchanged with countless blood and lives by the seniors. How could it be possible to give people their hands?

"Lao Wu, what should I do?" Qu Xuan took a deep breath. He knew that the final outcome of the battle between six and seven was doomed. The failure was not terrible. The terrible thing was that Yun Luoyu and the others had lost their lives.

The black robe old man Wu Lao also frowned, and things did not develop as expected.

"Why, don't you Dayan Dynasty dare to play? If you dare not, don't be embarrassed there. We are still waiting for the next game."

"If you don't be afraid of death, come up for a fight. Don't worry, we promise not to kill you. At most, we will break your hands and feet."

"Haha, these group of turtles with shrunken heads, from the Great Yan Dynasty are all turtles with shrunken heads!"

There was a burst of sarcasm on the river surface. It was the team that was fighting against the Dayan Dynasty in the second round. The few people were very arrogant and didn't care about Dayan at all.

"People with low mouths often die early!" Suddenly, a sneer sounded, and a burly figure jumped from Yingxue Tower and slowly walked towards that team.

Seeing that figure, the pupils of the person on the opposite side shrank suddenly. The person who came was not someone else, it was Fatty. They had seen the ferocity of Fatty before.

Even Chen Feng, who was the tenth show in the Imperial City, was defeated by Fatty, not to mention them.

Seeing the fat man walking up, Yun Luoyu and the others were happy, and they gathered towards the fat man without hesitation, their confidence greatly increased, and the decadence disappeared completely.

"Are you from Dayan?" a young man said, his eyes full of jealousy.

"Replace it like a fake, don't worry, I will not kill you, at most I will cause you to break your hands and feet." The fat man grinned and returned their words intact.

"Hmph, the melee is no better than a personal battle, you may die by then!" The young man sneered, but he didn't have much chance of winning.

"Then try it." The fat man shook his whole body, and a wave of domineering spirit power rushed towards the seven people on the ground. In a flash, the seven people on the opposite side felt a great pressure.

"kill!"

The teams of the two dynasties roared at the same time and tried their best to fight together. It was originally a college competition, but now it has become a life-and-death battle.

Yun Luoyu and several people represented not only the Warlord Academy, but also the Great Yan Dynasty.

Upstairs in Yingxue, Xiao Fan squinted his eyes. Fatty joined. There should be no big problem with the second round of winning, but he knew that winning was not the most important thing.

He always felt that the team of the Dayan Dynasty was controlled by others, or that Han Lei's departure was not accidental, but was designed long ago.

In the first round, Wen Ya was injured. In the second round, Han Lei left. The Great Yan Dynasty, which originally had only eight people, now has only six people. Even if they get into the third round by chance, there will certainly not be seven.

Suddenly Xiao Fan's pupils shrank, and he said inwardly: "Isn't someone deliberately letting me and my second child take action?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan's eyes suddenly turned to Xue Yulong, able to control the dynasty team, but also to calculate his own, the entire Xueyue Imperial City, it is estimated that there is only Xue Yulong.

Sure enough, when he turned his head to look, Xue Yulong also swept away coldly, with a meaningful smile on his face.

"Even if I and my second child are allowed to take action, what about it? Unless the king of the warrior takes action, no one else can threaten the lives of me and my second child." Xiao Fan smiled coldly in his heart.

He also finally understood that before Baili heard the wind, Baili Kuangfeng was making trouble for himself, not just for the struggle of spirit, nor for the murder of the sword, but to consume his own soul power.

I have to say that Xiao Fan was also shocked by Xue Yulong's serial design. In terms of scheming alone, Xue Yulong is far beyond what Xue Yuxuan can match.

The eyes of the crowd all fell on the six teams on the ice. The Sword Dynasty was very powerful, winning the game in just over twenty breaths, and casting provocative glances at Xiao Fan from time to time.

After half a stick of incense, the Qi dynasty's team was promoted. Similarly, the Dayan dynasty's team had reached the most critical juncture.

Yun Luoyu, Qu Lin, and Zhao Wubing showed their battle spirits one after another. The seventh-rank battle spirit flickered, shocking everyone present. Even in the Xueyue Dynasty, the seventh-rank battle spirit was the top battle spirit. .

The fat man rushed and fisted the late-stage war sect realm cultivator, establishing the victory of the battle. At the same time, the three people standing opposite were all blown off by Yun Luoyu.

Yun Luoxue, Li Xueyi, and He Lei were seriously injured, lying on the ground hardly able to fight, but the faces of the three finally showed smiles.

"Puff!" At this moment, the person who had already lay down on the opposite side suddenly stabbed Li Xueyi with a sword. At the same time, a figure flickered out and stopped behind Li Xueyi.

"Looking for death!" Yun Luoyu's expression changed, he cut out with a sword, and directly tore the man who shot it. Then he quickly hugged the fallen figure and exclaimed: "Luo Xue, Luo Xue!"

Yes, it was Yun Luoxue who blocked that sword for Li Xueyi. When Li Xueyi saw Yun Luoxue's sad face, she couldn't help being dull.

"Why?" Li Xueyi trembled for a long time. She didn't expect that it was Yun Luoxue who saved her. Didn't Yun Luoxue want to die by herself?

"Li Zi'an died because of me, now I will save you, and I will be grievances with your Li family." Yun Luoxue smiled sadly, after experiencing some things last time, Yun Luoxue seemed to have become a human.

"Luoxue, don't talk." Yun Luoyu drew out the long sword, quickly suppressed his chest with soul power, and then took out the golden sore liquid and poured it into Yun Luoxue's mouth.

"Just a little bit, it penetrated the heart, fortunately, there is no danger of life." Qu Lin showed a hideous color on his face, and then turned to look at the six people on the opposite side: "I had spared your life before and even dared to attack. There is no need to keep you!"

"Kill!" Zhao Wubing's eyes flickered, his fighting spirit was high, his murderous aura was majestic, and the seventh-rank battle soul cracked sky crow howled.

Fatty also shot almost at the same time, crushing the six injured people on the opposite side, completely no longer a problem.

In just a few breaths, the six people on the opposite side were beheaded to death. In this scene, the audience was chilling, and they discovered that the Dayan Dynasty was not as fragile as they had imagined.

When Xiao Fan's peripheral vision saw Xue Yulong, he found that Xue Yulong's expression was very calm, as if his conspiracy had succeeded.