Chapter 321 Cliff Duel!

"Don't you notice anything different here?

Do you feel like you have heart palpitations?"

Chen Bufan said with a sinister smile.

Use language to guide and create an atmosphere.

A tense atmosphere!

Everything that has been arranged a long time ago is all fake.

There is obviously no way ahead, so we can only stop here.

The reason for saying this is just to disturb the other party's mind.

It made Qingyuntian panic.

Once he panics, there will be an opportunity to take advantage of him. Qingyuntian will restrain his hands and feet and always pay attention to the surrounding situation, fearing that if he makes a wrong move, he will fall into a trap.

No matter what you do, wisdom is essential and the key to success.

To put it simply, you need to have a brain.

Routine!

"To be honest, I have laid a dragnet here."

"No matter how good your martial arts skills are, you can't escape bad luck."

"After all my efforts, I finally led you, an old thief, here. The only thing waiting for you next is death."

What Chen Bufan said was serious. There was no clue from his expression, and he seemed to be somewhat certain.

Make people subconsciously think it is true.

"Stop talking nonsense, do you think I will believe your nonsense?"

"It's up to you to believe it or not."

Chen Bufan was careless.

Qingyuntian squinted his eyes and made no move.

You only have one life, if you don't care it's fake.

If you die, there is no chance of coming back.

"Old guy, if you can, take three more steps and see if you die or I die."

Chen Bufan said provocatively, what he said was so realistic.

"Aren't I afraid of you?"

"Then come."

Chen Bufan hooked his fingers and said, "You can also move three steps to the left and right. You might as well give it a try."

"As you said, aren't you afraid that I will be prepared to avoid it in advance?"

"Hahaha, this is a dragnet. To tell you the truth, I have set it up at least ten times."

"Now that I've only said two, it doesn't matter."

"you!"

Qingyuntian was furious and pointed at Chen Bufan.

"No, you, you, you are your mother."

Chen Bufan cursed loudly and did not save any face for the sword king.

Love so and so!

Being polite to one's enemies is sheer sickness.

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

"Come on, aren't you afraid of you?

Please beat me to death."

Chen Bufan said shamelessly, "Use your sandbag-sized fist to hit my handsome face hard. Even after a thousand blows, I am still handsome."

"Unlike you, old Biden, who is as ugly as the galaxy. Was your mother shocked when she gave birth to you? Does your father regret that he didn't throw you against the wall?"

"Now you're even worse off. You're missing an arm. Didn't you have the paper in your hands at that time?"

The more he talked, the more he went overboard, and he gradually headed towards the highway.

"Qingyuntian, what a firecracker."

"Little bastard, I will kill you."

Qing Yunqian's whole body was shaking and shivering, and his blood pressure suddenly increased.

If he were not highly skilled in martial arts, he would most likely be so angry that he would spit out a mouthful of blood.

Then Qingyuntian took action boldly!

I can't bear it anymore. There is no need to bear it anymore. Chen Bufan's mouth is too poisonous.

No matter what, he has to pay a price, a bloody price.

You have to tear his mouth to pieces to relieve the hatred in your heart.

Such insults naturally have Chen Bufan's own thoughts.

While Qingyuntian was extremely angry, he also had to be careful of traps everywhere. Such a style of play could easily make the opponent feel aggrieved and his mentality collapse.

"Whoosh!"

A silver needle shot.

Qingyuntian noticed immediately that a beautiful kite turned over and twisted its body in the air.

Flying needles passed by him.

"Boy, you still have a hidden weapon."

"There is no other way. To deal with a dog, you have to use any trick."

The corners of Qingyuntian's mouth twitched, full of hatred.

The golden sword in his hand flashed with murderous intent.

"Suffer death!"

Qingyuntian jumped away.

The two fought on the cliff, and it was very fierce.

The eyeball (the fatal part) will be buttoned at the first move, and the moves will be ruthless, even vicious.

"Old man, be careful on the left."

Chen Bufan reminded.

Qingyuntian's footsteps were forced to change, and his moves were slightly stagnant, giving Chen Bufan a chance.

"Bang!"

A palm print was placed on Qingyuntian's heart.

If this palm hits a person of the same level of cultivation, Chen Bufan is sure to kill him with one blow.

However, Qingyuntian only took a few steps back.

Not even a mouthful of blood was spit out.

This shows how big the gap is between grand master and epic level.

One is a tiger and the other is a calf, there is no comparison between the two.

According to normal fighting, the epic level can easily kill ten great masters.

Remember, it's easy to kill.

In other words, ten Chen Bufans cannot defeat one Qingyuntian.

Even if Chen Bufan had special skills and exquisite moves, he would never be able to kill Qing Yuntian by himself.

What's more, Qingyuntian is a high-level epic level, and is only one step away from the next level.

"Boy, your palm strength lacks some firepower."

Qingyun Tianhun said jokingly.

"Just asking you if it hurts."

"It doesn't hurt or itch."

"You damn duck has a tough mouth. Your mother scolds you on the streets. You have big yellow teeth that are smelly and hard. You know whether it hurts or not."
To be continued...