The first thousand six hundred and thirty chapters
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"That master Iza..."
When many surviving monks saw this man appear, they all showed fear and bowed and shouted respectfully.
"My Yin-Yang Shi Shen Sect can only be killed in battle. Whoever dares to escape will be killed without mercy!" Yixi said coldly, and his voice spread throughout the secret space through the spiritual energy.
After hearing the words of Iza, everyone's faces showed clear expression.
After saying that, the Yixi team slowly flew to Zhuo Bufan, stopped a hundred meters away from Zhuo Bufan, and said coldly: "Zhuo Bufan, do you really think that my Yin-Yang Shishi Shen Sect is easy to bully. You killed the former leader of my sect, Qingming, and now I am here to cause trouble again. Do you think that with the Xuanjie Sect as your backing, you can take my Yin-Yang Shishi Shen Sect unscrupulously and not take my Yin-Yang Shishi Shen Sect seriously?"
"If there is any grudge between Yin and Yang Shi Shen Sect and me, there is no need to say more. Even if I have not joined the Xuanjie Sect, I will destroy Yin and Yang Shi Shen Sect today."
Zhuo Bufan said lightly, holding the Ice Emperor Rain Sword in his hand tighter.
A few years ago, Zhuo Bufan went to the Yin-Yang Shi Shen Sect to steal the Hell Flame Spirit Vein and was chased by Yizhanami, Yizhana, and the nine-tailed demon fox. If he had not entered the secret realm of the Eastern Emperor, he would have died at the hands of these people at that time.
What's more, these people made their mother sleep for many years. Zhuo Bufan has always remembered these hatreds in his heart, and he has been waiting for today.
Who would have thought that Zhuo Bufan would grow so fast that he could fight the strength of the entire Yin-Yang Shi Shen Sect in just a few years?
"Okay, since you want to die, I will give you my best wishes. Don't think that if you join the Xuanjie Sect, I dare not kill you!"
Yixi's snorted coldly, his body was like lightning. In the blink of an eye, he came to Zhuo Bufan's face, and the two black swords in his hand slashed down with force, like two black lightning flashes.
Zhuo Bufan's eyes were burning with fire, and he raised the Ice Emperor Rain Sword.
Sharp!
Two double swords slashed on the sword body of the Ice Emperor Rain Sword, like two mountains pressing down, making Zhuo Bufan's whole body tremble.
"What a strong power!"
Zhuo Bufan was secretly shocked.
Iza's branch is a martial arts master in the Sun Wheel Realm, and is not an ordinary Sun Wheel Realm powerhouse. His strength is much stronger than that of ordinary Sun Wheel Realm warriors, especially the two black knives in his hand, which are not ordinary weapons.
"Is this the legendary ghost building?"
"There are three legends in total. I didn't expect that two of them had been obtained by the Izam..."
"I heard that this is a magical artifact passed down from ancient times. There are three ghost bricks in total. Each one is extremely powerful. The first generation ghost brick is the most powerful. I wonder if that group of Izha has obtained it!"
Many conversations between monks of the Yin-Yang Shi Shen Sect came from around.
"Ghost Mail, a weapon close to the Horcrux!" Zhuo Bufan frowned, and the Ice Emperor Rain Sword in his hand suddenly pushed away the two ghost Mails in Yixi's hand, and slashed at the opponent again.
"Zhuo Bufan, die!"
"Ghostly, mystery. The hell of the sword!"
Iza's back a hundred meters away, suddenly shouted loudly, the scene around him changed, and the area where Zhuo Bufan was suddenly turned into darkness, and his body seemed to have fallen into a sieve. His movement and reaction ability were greatly reduced.
"The realm of knife?"
Zhuo Bufan frowned, and suddenly a cold wind blew up behind him. Zhuo Bufan immediately turned around holding the Ice Emperor Rain Sword.
Iza's branch appeared behind him, slashed down with both swords, and was almost blocked by him.
"Zhuo Bufan, this is my realm. Here I will torture you until death." Izha's figure suddenly turned into nothingness, and his voice came from all directions.
"Do you think you are the only one who has a domain?"
A strange smile appeared on Zhuo Bufan's mouth, and a layer of light blue frost condensed from the Ice Emperor Rain Sword, and there was lightning jumping at the edge of the sword.
Suddenly, soft snowflakes flew up in the dark area, and occasionally blue electric flowers flashed.
"How is it possible that you actually have a domain!"
Iza's surprised voice came.
The dark field can exert its strongest combat power and limit Zhuo Bufan's actions. However, Zhuo Bufan has also exploded in the realm, and it is in the realm of ice, snow and lightning. The realm of Izhan's has completely disappeared.
"Split!"
The Izha branch simply dispersed from the dark realm. After all, maintaining the realm also consumes a lot of true energy.
"receive."
Zhuo Bufan also regained his territory at the same time.
"Nine Swords Against the Heavens, Shadow Kill!"
"Ghostly Made. Secret, Meteor!"
The two of them waved the mist in their hands again at the same time, colliding together, and the huge energy fluctuations spread in an annular shape. The monks of the Yin-Yang Shi Shen Sect who were close to each other were directly destroyed by this sharp shock wave.
Iza's two black swords in his hand turned into a black meteor and rushed towards Zhuo Bufan.
Shadow Kill even gathered the nine sword lights and slashed away with an unrivaled aura.
The Ixa branch did not split, but the power fluctuation guided the sword light to slash towards his left arm, and the left arm was neatly broken, and fell down with a ghost brick.
"This guy!"
Zhuo Bufan widened his eyes, and Yixi's stalker rushed towards him at the cost of losing one arm.
clang!
In an instant, Zhuo Bufan raised the Ice Emperor Rain Sword and blocked it. The ghostly mason held by Yixi's right arm slashed on the Ice Emperor Rain Sword and made a crisp sound.
Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan saw a hint of cunning in Yixi's eyes and thought to himself that terrible.
"Die, Zhuo Bufan."
Yixi shouted loudly, and a black blade that was exactly the same as the ghostly brick appeared in his mouth, slashing towards Zhuo Bufan's neck. The blade easily cuts the air, bringing a trace of black gas backflow.
Compared to the two ghostly swords he held in his hand and the long black swords he held in his mouth, this is a generation of ghostly swords.
Unexpectedly, all three ghost claddings were collected by Yixi, and the first generation of ghost claddings is even more comparable to the first grade of the Horcrux.
At the beginning, Izha's arm cost the price of losing one arm, with the goal of getting close to him and causing a fatal blow to Zhuo Bufan.
"No, it's impossible..."
Iza's mouth suddenly opened and a ghostly brick held in his mouth fell downwards.
Iza's head lowered and saw the white palm that had been as white as jade penetrate his chest from behind, and blood fell down.
They didn't feel any fluctuations in their aura just now. Zhuo Bufan was right in front, who would raid him from behind?
"What, how... maybe." Yixi turned his head with force and saw another Zhuo Bufan staring at him coldly.
Two Zhuo Bufans?
Zhuo Bufan, who stood behind him, was Zhuo Bufan's clone. He possessed the Netherworld Fire and had always been practicing in the Sky-Sealing Axis. At the critical moment, he killed Yixi's one and could not reach the point of poking.
"Bang!"
A strong aura erupted from Yixi's body, blowing Zhuo Bufan away and quickly fled towards the golden palace.
"I'll leave these people to you." Zhuo Bufan glanced at his clone and immediately followed the Isha branch to chase the golden palace. (To be continued)