Besides, Hong Shengbao is a modern young man who has received modern science education and does not believe in gods and ghosts. He used to think that he was the three major feng shui celebrities in the West Province, but now he is watching Nankongting as if he is now in the world, and he is walking on the wind and falling from a hundred-meter mountain peak.
Come, defeating his outlook on life.
"You are the only one? It's not my opponent." Zhuo Bufan glanced at Nankongting and rose up in the early stage of foundation building.
"Is it a match for Master Zhuo? You have to show your hands before you know." Nan Kongting said with a smile, pinching the magic trick with both hands, and the calm Lijiang River water began to shake, and circles of waves hit the shore.
Zhuo Bufan jumped onto the river and stood with his back, and gently handed over the bamboo raft and the sword to the shore.
The river suddenly blew the waves ten meters high, buzzing towards Zhuo Bufan like iron plates. The powerful pressure almost wanted to make him into a meat pie.
"I dare to show my ugly face in front of me." Zhuo Bufan snorted coldly and punched it out. The force of the fist was like an angry wave, and a golden fist seal was about a meter wide. It shot away and instantly penetrated the waves. The fist force was strong.
Without slowing down, he would hit Nankongting.
Nan Kongting seemed to have expected it, and he pinched the magic tricks in advance with both hands. A stream of clear water was watching the chest gather into the Eight Trigrams pattern. The force of the fist hit the above and entered the mud cow into the sea, and all disappeared.
"How about I punch again?" Zhuo Bufan's eyes flashed, his figure shook, and a long white mark was pulled out behind him, like a speedboat galloping on the sea.
Nan Kongting was shocked. It took time to launch the magic, but Zhuo Bufan had arrived, and his fist was hitting at him with a huge anger.
At this moment, a wooden sign instantly turned into a human-shaped figure and blocked Nankongting. This wooden sign was made of thousands of years of nanmu. It is a fourth-grade magic weapon, which is indestructible and can withstand even a shell.
Once or twice, it is one of the most proud defensive magic weapons of Nankongting.
But the next moment, Nan Kongting's face was pale. Zhuo Bufan's fist was like a diamond, hitting the wooden sign directly, and directly piercing the wooden sign. The fist hit his chest. A burst of explosion sounded, and an invisible aura
The ring spreads out.
Nan Kongting stepped on the water surface and retreated dozens of meters away before he stabilized his body. If the wooden card had not leaked the strength of his fist, Zhuo Bufan's punch would have killed him.
Nan Kongting's face showed a hint of rosy expression.
On the northern mountain peak, the Nine Gate Admiral murmured to himself: "Mr. Zhuo's martial arts are a little stronger. Perhaps he has reached the late stage of Huajin, and can reach the realm of Master Gangjin."
Wu Chongshan also showed a hint of surprise. One or two years is not short for ordinary people, but for warriors, making progress is not something that can be achieved in one or two years.
On the southern peak, Ruan Huaxu, Ruan Zhengye and others frowned, with a hint of solemnity on their faces.
"It turns out that he is a martial arts monster. He has the strength of a master at such a young age. If he is given a few more years, I am afraid that even I will not be his opponent." Shanye held his arms with both hands, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Minako Yamano said: "He is powerful alone and cannot be his grandfather's opponent. Besides, there are three masters of Dragon Kingdom's magic to help."
Today, the Ruan family set up a shocking killing formation, with the purpose of killing Zhuo Bufan, three masters of magic, and a Japanese sword god who crossed the sea. The strong opponents also have to hate it.
Zhuo Bufan hit Nan Kongting with two punches, and the two girls Qingzhu and Yuanyuan both showed admiration. From ancient times to the present, women have worshipped the strong, and Hong Shengbao's mind has long been blank.
"If you don't want to see him die on my fist, let's go together." Zhuo Bufan stood proudly on the Li River water and spoke.
"We didn't want to bully the small ones by the big ones, but you are too arrogant and killing innocent people. Today I will kill evil and destroy demons for my family." A voice resounded through the mountains and fields, and suddenly a sword light about three feet long cut through
The sky brought a scream and came across the sky.
Zhuo Bufan raised his head and sneered, and punched him at the sword light. The sword light with the sharp killing aura seemed to be able to cut through the air, but was shattered by Zhuo Bufan's fist and dissipated.
In the air, a violent ring of air spread and opened.
An old man wearing a black Tang suit and holding a long sword fell down, stepped on the water without trace, and stood beside Nankongting.
"In the Baili Butcher, if Zhuo Bufan is surrendered today, we think that it is difficult for you to practice, so I can spare you one." Baili Butcher pinched the long sword, the sword was about three feet long, and the sword was shining with a cold light and trembled faintly.
There was a buzzing sound, and murderous aura was raging.
"Since you are willing to help the Ruan family kill me, you have reached the point where you are today, are you still using negotiations?" Zhuo Bufan said coldly.
At this moment, the last black figure came over like a swallow, standing in front of Nankongting and Baili Butcher, an old man holding a peach wood sword in his hand, his eyes as sharp as sword light.
"In the Qin Shaoyou." The old man in black robe spoke.
"Qin Shaoyou, are you the Master Mo's master?" Zhuo Bufan looked at him coldly. He extracted Master Mo's memory and naturally knew the old man in front of him.
Zhuo Bufan said, and a golden flame appeared in the void. A reduced version of the figure in the flame was wailing and roaring in pain, and it was in vain. This little figure was the soul of Master Mo. He was burned by the golden flame every day in the past few days.
, endure the pain of bone erosion.
"Master...Master, save me quickly..." Master Mo's soul saw Qin Shaoyou and asked for help.
Qin Shaoyou saw the Mo Master burned by the flames, and his expression was still calm, as if he didn't know him. He spoke, "Master Zhuo, just an apprentice. If you kill, you will kill. We practitioners of Taoism have long seen through the seven emotions and six desires. If so
He has no effect on me, I've killed him long ago."
"Is that right?" Zhuo Bufan frowned.
When Master Mo heard Qin Shaoyou's words, a terrified expression appeared on his face and wanted to speak, but Zhuo Bufan pinched his palm and directly squeezed Master Mo's soul into air, and his soul died and disappeared.
Qin Shaoyou still had a faint smile on his face and said, "Master Zhuo, you and I are both magicians, it is not easy to practice Taoism. I pursue the illusory path of immortals. If you are willing to share the secrets and inheritance you have obtained with us, today
We can write down the matter in one go."
"Oh? Aren't you afraid that the Ruan family will take revenge on you?" Zhuo Bufan asked with a sneer.
Qin Shaoyou said, "Master Zhuo, when you and me reach the point where you and I are, these ordinary people are like monkeys. What we pursue is the great way and stepping into the immortal road. What is the Ruan family?"
"You are right, but you sent someone to hurt my close friends. Qiu Jinse was caught by your apprentice and suffered torture. It was your order, right? Since this is the case, there is nothing to talk about. Today, either you die or I, Zhuo Bufan, are you?
Death here in battle.”
Zhuo Bufan stood proudly and said unyieldingly.
"You really want to die?" The Baili couple stared at each other with murderous intent.
"Fellow Taoist, why bother? I've been fighting for some ordinary things." Nan Kongting shook his head and said regretfully. (To be continued)