The first thousand and sixty-one chapters are like ants
"You..." The eldest prince glared at the Holy Son of Guangming, but there was nothing to say. Zhuo Bufan is indeed not an existence he can provoke.
Inside the giant sword.
Seeing that his subordinate was killed by Zhuo Bufan, the playful expression on the little marquis's face instantly became a little solidified. His palm exerted a little force. The luminous cup holding the palm suddenly turned into a touch of powder.
It slowly flows down the fingers.
"What a genius from the Xuanjie Sect, even my subordinates dare to kill him." The little marquis said coldly, his eyes becoming dark.
"Little Marquis, otherwise I will let me go and kill him directly. His strength is only in the early stage of the Galaxy level. I guess that subordinate is too careless to die in his hands." Manager Mu's eyes flashed through his eyes
Dimensions of murderous intent said coldly.
The little marquis narrowed his eyes slightly, and a faint curve suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You should have seen him just now. His explosive power is very strong. Moreover, being able to practice to this level on this Dharma-Ending Planet should be the Xuanjie Sect
It may be of some use to us to value the extraordinary talented gods."
"Little Marquis, what do you mean?"
Manager Mu bowed and said in confusion.
"Let him come in, I want to see him." The little marquis smiled and said slowly.
"Yes, little marquis." Manager Mu nodded, and then a strange black and golden magic pattern condensed from his palm, hitting the inner wall of the giant sword.
At this time, Zhuo Bufan, who killed the black armored man outside, stood with a sword, and his chest was still rising and falling. Even if he killed the other party, Zhuo Bufan had exposed too many trump cards and took some effort, but this
He is also a subordinate of the master of the giant sword.
The master in the giant sword should have stronger strength.
"Come in!"
Just as Zhuo Bufan was thinking, a powerful voice came to his mind, and at this moment, a huge light gate appeared before the giant sword.
"Zhuo Bufan, do you really want to go in?" Liu Qingyang's voice came into his mind.
Zhuo Bufan turned around and looked at her. Without a trace of hesitation, he flew directly into the light gate in front of the giant sword. At this point, there was no way out and he could only take one step.
Besides, Zhuo Bufan now has the last chapter of life-saving trump card behind him, entering the dark space to fly, but in this way, it will inevitably reveal that he has the space gods, and perhaps that he has obtained the Star Stone.
, Xuanjie Sect will definitely pay attention to itself, so it is absolutely impossible to use the space divine treasure unless it is absolutely necessary.
After Zhuo Bufan flew into the light gate, he directly entered the palace inside the giant sword. Everything around him was silver walls, with an ultra-modern science fiction style. On those walls, various complex and complicated secret patterns were imprinted.
In the palace, Zhuo Bufan raised his head and saw a young man sitting on a throne, wearing a black and golden robe, exposing his chest, playing with a green wine glass in his hand, and beside him were several black men standing.
Armor, guard with long blue hair.
These guards are like the armored man who Zhuo Bufan killed outside just now, and they are actually of the galaxy level.
As for one of the men who was closest to the throne, his strength and aura were much stronger than others, at least at the level of the Star River level, or at the Star Lake level.
"Your name is Zhuo Bufan. Did you kill my subordinates just now?" The little marquis saw Zhuo Bufan and raised his head slightly, with a look of joking on his face.
"I killed it."
Zhuo Bufan stood in the hall, lifted up his true energy in his body, and resisted the faint pressure from the hall.
"Why don't you kneel down when you see the little marquis?" Manager Mu glared at Zhuo Bufan. The pressure on his body was like a tide, and suddenly rushed to Zhuo Bufan's body. The pressure almost exceeded Zhuo Bufan's strength.
The bones in his body made a giggle sound, almost crushed.
"Why did I kneel down when you killed my friend?"
Zhuo Bufan was gritting his steel teeth. Even though the bone was about to be crushed, he did not give up resisting. The circling in the dantian, sparkling with stars, then the power of the stars began to operate according to a mysterious rule.
The aura on Zhuo Bufan's body swelled up again.
"Boy, your bones are quite hard. Unfortunately, your strength is too far from me. Now I can kill you with one palm. Aren't you afraid?" Manager Mu said coldly, and the released pressure was also
Becoming stronger and stronger.
"If I'm afraid, I'm afraid... I won't appear in front of you today."
Zhuo Bufan raised his head, and his face, whose blue veins burst due to pressure, was full of anger.
"Master Mu!" The little marquis raised his palm gently, and the pressure that pressed his body slowly dissipated like flowing water, which also made Zhuo Bufan relax, but his skin was covered with fineness.
Deep sweat.
"It's interesting. I know I'm coming to see me for death, but I still dare to come." The little marquis sat upright, leaning forward slightly with his upper body, looking down at Zhuo Bufan with his amber-like eyes.
"I don't know who you are, but you landed in Xuzhou City and killed ten thousand people, including my brother's wife and daughter. I must seek justice from you." Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth, his eyes were not slightest.
Dodge and look directly at the little marquis.
When the little marquis heard Zhuo Bufan's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud: "It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous... You actually came to me for a group of ordinary people. These people are just ants in your and my eyes.
, it's like an ant I've stepped on with a light step."
"They are humans, my friends, not ants."
A little chill surged in Zhuo Bufan's eyes.
"Bang!"
A green beam of light suddenly shot out directly, hitting Zhuo Bufan's shoulder, causing Zhuo Bufan to fly backwards, and a blood hole appeared on his shoulder, and blood gushed out.
"How do you talk to the little marquis? In our eyes, they are ants. You are just an ant who has always been bigger. If you want to take revenge, you must have strength. Do you think you are a disciple of Xuanjie Sect?
Do you think we dare not kill you?" Manager Mu took a step, his voice cold, like the cold frost of the cold winter month.
Zhuo Bufan looked at the blood hole on his shoulder. The Yangmu magic skill was automatically activated, and the wound slowly healed and recovered. He stood up, "Is that right? As long as I, Zhuo Bufan, live for one day, I will definitely kill you, for me.
Friends take revenge."
"Haha, if you want to kill me, then I will kill you today. I won't even give you a chance." The little marquis laughed, and a slight chill in his eyes showed.
Just as Zhuo Bufan was about to cast the space gods into the dark space, the barrier outside the giant sword fluctuated, and then a figure appeared in the palace.
"Isn't this the little marquis of the Mu family? I don't even give my Xuanjie Sect face. I'll kill the people who kill me Xuanjie Sect?"
The figure appeared beside Zhuo Bufan, wearing a light-colored long skirt, with ink hair tied behind his head. The beautiful and charming face had a sweet smile, his hands were hooked behind his back, and he looked at him with a smile.
Little Marquis.
"It turned out to be Miss Meng, I was rude. I didn't expect Miss Meng to visit Xiaohou's humble house. I didn't inform you in advance and couldn't prepare to welcome her. It was rude." The little Marquis stood up, and the laughing voice echoed in the palace.