The first thousand nine hundred and ninety-ninth chapter revenge
The energy fluctuations in the sky slowly dissipated, and the light gradually disappeared. At the center of the explosion, a figure suddenly exploded out quickly. Everyone's eyes were staring at the storm, and then a sound of gasping for breath came out.
There was an uproar in the crowd. Mu Tianlong clenched his fists tightly with his palms, his face looked a little ugly. The figure that flew out was actually Lu Kun.
Zhuo Bufan was floating in the air, and the clothes on his upper body had turned into pieces in the explosion, revealing his upper body with smooth muscle lines and metallic skin. The messy black hair was floating in the wind, as if the god of death was coming.
The primary level of Xinghai level actually defeated a high-level star sea level?
This scene made the onlookers shocked again. Lu Kun was the leader of the Ba Jing Gang. Although he is not dead, he seems to have been seriously injured. The Ba Jing Gang is suddenly in chaos.
"Old He, kill him quickly... He must have been seriously injured!" Mu Tianlong shouted with a loud voice.
The old man in black robe was also extremely shocked. His blood-colored roulette obviously hit Zhuo Bufan, but Zhuo Bufan was still alive. This should not be the strength that the Star Sea-level primary cultivation level should have.
"This kid must have a peerless treasure on his body. If you kill him, the treasure will be mine." Old He's eyes showed a hint of madness. He believed that even if Zhuo Bufan did not die, he would have been seriously injured. Now he is just the last of his strength.
In fact, Zhuo Bufan's body is comparable to a Star Sea-level high magic weapon, which is equivalent to a human-shaped magic weapon. With the protection of the true essence and spiritual energy, the blood-colored roulette is powerful, but it is still a bit short of trying to seriously injure him.
"Nether Demon Fire..."
Old He's eyes showed a solemn look, and the lion fought with the rabbit with all his strength. No one who could survive in the cruel world of cultivation was a fool. Even though he believed that Zhuo Bufan was at the end of his strength, Old He still did not relax his vigilance. He wanted to kill Zhuo Bufan with all his strength, and it was not uncommon for such a thing as capsizing in the gutter.
As Old He's palm changed, a dark flame with a sequinous aura emerged out of thin air, and then exploded. A sky suddenly turned into a fire domain. The dark flame released an extremely terrifying and cold aura, wrapping Zhuo Bufan in it.
"Boy, don't blame me for being ruthless. Whoever made you offend the little marquis? Today I will refine your soul alive and treat it as my puppet." Old He said lightly. He is good at magic and has a profound understanding of the fire laws. Even a high-level star-level powerhouse must retreat to his dark fire.
When Mu Tianlong saw this scene, his tight face finally had a smile, and a grim smile appeared on his face.
Hissing!
At this moment, a purple flame suddenly appeared in the dark fire domain, like a flexible little snake, and suddenly shot towards He Lao's eyebrows.
"Zhu Zi, how dare you do anything?" Old He frowned and suddenly a burst of mental power shot away. The moment the mental power collided with the little snake, Old He's face suddenly changed. The purple little snake was not a magic or a mental flame. It instantly burned its mental power into flames, and then shot into Old He's eyebrows.
The purple flame was the purple fire that was born by the mutated "Youlian Ming Fire" and "Ya Tan Leng Yan" when Zhuo Bufan condensed the golden elixir to survive the heavenly tribulation by the power of thunder and lightning. The purple fire was extremely powerful and was a pure mental flame. He ignored physical attacks and even a galaxy-level strong man had to avoid it.
Of course, mental attacks are very dangerous. If you don’t have enough confidence to kill the other party, ordinary monks are unwilling to engage in dangerous mental collisions.
The old man in black robe did not expect that Zhuo Bufan would dare to attack him mentally. He was not prepared enough, and in an instant, Zihuo entered the divine sea. What shocked Mr. He even more was that Zhuo Bufan's mental fire did not have to be weak at all. In an instant, the light in his eyes began to gradually dim and finally fell into ashes.
As the old man in black robe died, the dark sea of fire also dissipated. Zhuo Bufan held the Ice Emperor Rain Sword in his hand, and his body was full of light and red in the air, like a peerless killing god.
The crowd around him suddenly became in an uproar. Two high-level Star Sea-level powerhouses were killed and injured, and it seemed that Zhuo Bufan did not suffer any serious damage.
"No, it's impossible!" Seeing this, Mu Tianlong's face turned pale, and a tide of cold and fear surged in his heart immediately submerged it, and his whole body was cold. He couldn't believe that two high-level Star Sea-level powerhouses died at Zhuo Bufan's hands.
Thinking of this, Mu Tianlong's Yuanli roared out and immediately turned into a stream of light, rushing towards the team where Rong Xiaofeng was located.
"Mu Tianlong, today is your death. I want to avenge my brother." Zhuo Bufan shouted, and instantly turned into a stream of light and chased Mu Tianlong. Wherever he passed along the way, there were sounds of sound explosions.
Mu Tianlong is only at the primary level of Star Sea level. He is not Zhuo Bufan's opponent in terms of speed or explosive power, and he is so scared that his souls are all hiding.
"Rong Xiaofeng helped me stop him... I will definitely thank you with the treasure afterwards..." Mu Tianlong shouted.
The Mu Hou Mansion has nearly one-third of the economy of the entire Dome Dragon Star. If Mu Tianlong saves him, he will definitely get a lot of rewards. Rong Xiaofeng frowned slightly and hesitated. Besides, Mu Tianlong, like him, is also a nobleman of the Dayan Dynasty.
"Those who block me will die!" Zhuo Bufan's eyes were red, like an angry ancient beast, with blood all over his body, exuding a strong murderous aura, causing a solemn and murderous aura to appear in the entire sky.
"Little Prince!"
Several people with higher identities stood beside Rong Xiaofeng frowned slightly, showing a hesitation.
"Get out of the way." Rong Xiaofeng frowned and then pondered.
Zhuo Bufan dared to chase Mu Tianlong in public. If he dared to stop him, he would probably not mind killing himself. Besides, he would be furious with a demon like Zhuo Bufan. Even if he saved Mu Tianlong this time, he would probably not be able to sleep peacefully in the future.
Mu Tianlong suddenly saw Rong Xiaofeng's team flying towards both sides, and his face was panicked. Unexpectedly, Rong Xiaofeng did not dare to help him.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Suddenly, a subtle sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, Mu Tianlong immediately turned around, a light flashed in his hand, and a shield appeared in front of him, forming a hexagram formation pattern, blocking all the green star dots that were shot and condensed in the air.
Whoosh!
But at the same time, a green light suddenly drew a perfect arc in the air, passing through his arm, and then a pain came into his mind. The green light cut off his arm and blood flowed out.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang!
Hundreds of green star dots bombarded the light shield, causing cracks to appear on the originally strong light shield, bursting out wisps of golden light beams, and then falling apart.
"Zhuo Bufan...you...don't kill me. I can give you any treasure you want. I can give you as much soul coins as you want..." Mu Tianlong looked at Zhuo Bufan who slowly flew towards him, his face was as pale as paper, his pupils slightly contracted, and he was extremely afraid. (To be continued)