The six hundred and fortieth chapters are all beheaded
It doesn't matter if Hou Qiang dies. Hou Dongjun will not fight for a third generation junior and Zhuo Bufan. The key is that Zhuo Bufan is too young but has such great magical powers. There must be a very powerful master behind him, but his master is dead.
, many treasures should have been left behind.
This is what makes the magician the most fascinating.
Tan Songtao stood up and said with a grim expression: "Elder He, what do you mean?"
He Hongmiao sneered coldly, shook his head, and then said slowly: "Elder Tan, don't you understand yet? As long as you take out the things inherited from the Tan family's ancestors, everyone can continue to live in peace."
"The ancestors of our three families are of the same lineage, and they should share the same hatred against the enemy in the face of other places. Do you actually betray our Tan family?" Tan Songtao said angrily.
"Elder Tan, we are not affiliated with your Tan family, so why talk about betrayal? It's just that your Tan family is too hidden, and they actually hide secret treasures and refuse to share them." He Hongmiao said coldly.
Tan Songtao, Tan Jiyong, Tan Yong and Tan Xiang and other members of the Tan family looked pale. The Hou family, the He family, and the Black Witch Sect, could they fight against the small Tan family?
Hou Dongjun came to his senses and had He Hongmiao's help, and the great priest of the Black Witch Sect, even if Zhuo Bufan is powerful, he would have to regret it today.
"It's just that this Feng Shui master from Jiangnan was an unexpected surprise. If you are willing to tell us all your treasures and inheritance, we will let you go today." Hou Dongjun said to Zhuo Bufan.
Zhuo Bufan is super strong. Although they will not be afraid of Zhuo Bufan, when they fight to the death, if Zhuo Bufan pulls someone as the cushion, he will definitely be severely injured and no one wants to be that unlucky guy.
"I will be killed by all those who come today!"
Zhuo Bufan still said with a look.
"I don't know how to live or die." He Hongmiao said coldly.
After saying that, He Hongmiao and Hou Dongjun looked at each other. Both of them had the same thoughts. If the high priest came over, the strength of the Black Witch Sect was enough to crush their two families, even if they killed Zhuo Bufan, they would
No benefits are obtained.
It would be better to take advantage of the fact that the high priest has not come to kill Zhuo Bufan and divide the things on him.
Hou Dongjun took out a wooden sword as big as a palm from his arms and threw it into the air. It became bigger in the wind, turning into a three-foot-long wooden sword, shining with clear light.
He Hongmiao spit out a black bead, "Thousand-Music Art, Rock Bonding."
A strange light emanated from the black beads, and Zhuo Bufan's body sank, and his feet stomped into the land three inches, and his body was like a huge rock pressing on it, as heavy as a pound.
At the same time, two palms that turned into mud came out from the ground grabbed his feet, making him unable to move.
"Kill." A chill flashed in Hou Dongjun's eyes, and his fingers controlled the wooden sword and came around the air. This hand was a bit similar to the flying sword, but it was too far from the real flying sword. Zhuo Bufan splashed across 800 meters to kill Minako Yamano.
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Hou Dongjun can only control the wooden sword within a range of 100 meters. After this range, his magic power cannot support it. Even if he barely supports it, the wooden sword will lose its lethal power.
"Old He Hui, Elder Hou, our three families are the same friends and have lived together for a hundred years without any trouble. But today you want to deal with our Tan family with the Black Witch Sect, don't blame me, Mr. Tan for turning against me, ruthlessly." Tan Songtao said, pinching his hands with both hands
Taking the magic trick, wind blades transformed into shape and swept towards He Hongmiao.
He Hongmiao quickly freed up a hand, took out another bead and threw it into the air. The beads were suspended above his head, and a light golden transparent bronze bell was pressed down, covering him, forming a shield, and the wind blade hit it,
There was a metal clash, "Elder Hou, fight quickly, I can't hold on for long."
Zhuo Bufan's mouth curled up a cold look, shook his head, and his whole body was shaken. The palms that turned into mud under his feet were shattered and rushed out violently.
He Hongmiao and Hou Dongjun were both stunned. He Hongmiao cursed Zhuo Bufan. If he carried a huge rock on his body, ordinary people might be crushed to death. But Zhuo Bufan ran like the wind and was not affected at all.
"Fist conquering mountains and rivers." Zhuo Bufan clenched his fist, and his brilliant and surging true energy made his fist burn, and he suddenly smashed it at the wooden sword flying towards him.
The flying sword suddenly solidified, and it trembled for a moment. Then the sword god appeared as a spider-like crack, breaking inch by inch. Hou Dongjun's face turned red and he was so violent that he sprayed a mouthful of blood.
"This...my wooden sword, this is impossible." Hou Dongjun's face was full of horror.
Hou Hexuan was even more heartbroken. It was a flying sword passed down from the Hou family. It was a magic weapon that had never been sacrificed by others. It seemed to be made of a wooden sword, but it was harder than a Vajra, but it was smashed by Zhuo Bufan with his fist.
"Have I underestimated his strength again and again?" Hou Dongjun's whole body was stiff.
"And you." Zhuo Bufan turned his head, shook his figure, and punched He Hongmiao.
He Hongmiao looked shocked, but he stood in the light and shadow of the golden bell cover. Even if the shells hit him, he might not be able to hurt him, but he would regret it the next moment.
Zhuo Bufan's fist was even stronger than a cannonball. He punched the golden bell cover of light and shadow and smashed it into his chest. He Hongmiao flew backwards, and the yellow beads in his hand instantly shattered.
Although his fist was blocked by the light and shadow of the golden bell cover, it hit He Hongmiao and still knocked him away more than ten meters away, shaking his whole body's qi and blood boiling, and four sternum were broken.
After all, magicians mainly cultivate mental power, and even ordinary dark power warriors are not as good as ordinary dark power warriors.
He Hongmiao and Hou Dongjun defeated two punches, and the whole audience was as quiet as death.
"It's not satisfying." Zhuo Bufan shook his head.
But everyone looked at him like a demon.
"The great priest is here." Suddenly, a loud shout sounded, and the sound came into everyone's ears.
Everyone came to their senses and looked outside. A group of people walked towards the far door. Eight women wearing Miao costumes and outstanding temperament actually carried a sedan chair. An old man in black robe walked in front.
There was a wooden crutch in his hand, and there was black mist wrapped around his body like silk, giving people a very silence.
"High Priest." Hou Dongjun, He Hongmiao and the people of the Hou family bowed and shouted respectfully.
The high priest nodded and frowned, "What's going on?"
"Reporting to the great priest, the Tan family invited a Feng Shui master from Jiangnan. They are very strong, we..." He Hongmiao said.
The high priest looked at Zhuo Bufan and was about to speak, but a man's voice came from the Jiaozi, "Even Elder Hou and Elder He were defeated by him. I guess they were experts from Jiangnan."
As he said that, a man dressed in ancient costume flew out from his sweetheart, with a thin face and narrow corners of his eyes. He looked at Zhuo Bufan with a look of surprise, "I didn't expect that the master from Jiangnan was actually a boy, and he would be the young leader of the Black Witch Sect.
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Everyone in the Tan family married into Hantan, and even the young leader of the Black Witch Sect came in person.
Elder Liao and Liao Wen hid in the crowd and dared not show up. After all, the Black Witch and the White Witch have always been hostile, and the White Witch has been pressed by the Black Witch Sect.
"If you are a smart person, you should understand that one more friend is better than one more enemy. As long as you don't participate in this matter, our Black Witch Sect will not be an enemy." The young sect leader said confidently.
The Black Witch Cult is one of the most powerful organizations in the southwest region. As long as Zhuo Bufan is not a fool, he should understand the consequences of offending the Black Witch Cult.
"I said that all those who come here will be killed." Zhuo Bufan said lightly.
The young sect leader frowned, "What did you say? Could it be that you want to be chased by the Black Witch Cult?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuo Bufan grabbed the void, and his true energy condensed a spear that was solid and held it in his palm. He suddenly threw it out, penetrated the shoulder blades of the young master, and flew out more than ten meters away with the man.