After the seclusion in the past few months, Zhuo Bufan has been rushing to the mid-stage foundation building realm and has not paid attention to the strength of his body. In fact, his body has absorbed enough strength. After being washed by lightning, he successfully broke through the fifth layer of golden skin.
If I were still in the new Soviet country, I would never be as embarrassed as last time when facing the Lightning M1 missile.
Zhuo Bufan clenched his fists and felt the powerful force.
Immediately, Zhuo Bufan turned into a golden light and rushed to the mountain. Looking at the Hehuan Sect and the Black Witch Sect, the members of the Qinglong Gang, they split their mouths and smiled: "You have been waiting for me for a long time, have you?"
The faces of the two elders of Hehuan Sect changed drastically.
The two masters of the Qinglong Gang frowned.
The two elders of the Black Witch Cult had a gloomy face.
The other disciples and disciples were even pale and were scared by the scene just now.
"Xing Kill, kill my young sect leader. If you go back with us now to apologize and admit your mistake, maybe our sect leader can still save you a little life!" An elder of Hehuan Sect said with a harsh look on his face.
"Just because you still have the courage to say such things to me?"
Zhuo Bufan snorted coldly and punched him out. His fist seemed to be light, simple and vast, with an unending resistance.
The elder of the Hehuan Sect changed his face and quickly retreated. He pinched the magic tricks with both hands and arranged several levels of defense magic. However, his fist was as strong as a dragon, easily breaking all magic barriers and hitting that person with one punch
The elder's chest and bones broke inch, and he flew backwards for dozens of meters, breaking several big trees in succession.
What's even more terrifying is that the power in the fist force directly shatters the soul.
Everyone was stunned by killing a veteran of the Hehuan Sect with one punch. Even the leader of their gang would not have such terrifying strength.
"No one has to leave today."
Zhuo Bufan looked at the people of Hehuan Sect with cold eyes.
When he left the seclusion just now, his spiritual sense had already spread throughout the valley. Naturally, he witnessed what the Hehuan Sect people did with their own eyes, and even a little girl was not spared. Hehuan Sect is indeed an evil sect, and I don’t know how many innocent and kind people are.
Persecuted by them.
"Everyone goes together, he only has one." I don't know who shouted.
The people from Hehuan Sect, Black Witch Sect, and Qinglong Gang already knew that there was no way out, and they were revenge against Zhuo Bufan forever.
Zhuo Bufan didn't even use magic. He clenched his fists directly, his figure was like a wind, and someone would fly out wherever he passed. In less than a minute, all the people standing on the entire mountain were knocked out.
Especially the people from Hehuan Sect, Zhuo Bufan killed them all directly, leaving no room for anything.
With the last punch, Lord Ge was also knocked out, breaking two uncles, vomiting blood, and looking at Zhuo Bufan in horror.
Zhuo Bufan's combat power seems to be much stronger than a few months ago. He has improved so quickly in just a few months. If there are ten years left, who else will be his opponent in the Dragon Kingdom?
An elder of the Black Witch Cult escaped, and in a blink of an eye he had already run a hundred meters away.
"Don't leave when you come." Zhuo Bufan said, the true energy flowing on his fingertips, and he actually condensed a bow and arrow with his true energy. He held the bow in his left hand and the arrow in his right hand and pulled it open. A feather arrow turned into by the true energy.
Through the air, a long white mark is drawn into the air.
The feather arrow penetrated directly from the back of the Black Witch Elder through his chest and dissipated in the distance.
The elder of the Black Witch Sect fell to the ground, and his soul was shattered by his true essence and completely died.
After doing all this, Zhuo Bufan waved his hand and called the flames again, burned all the corpses on the ground into air, and then looked at Ge Mingtang and said, "You are not bad-hearted, I won't kill you. Go back and tell you the leader of the Qinglong Gang for three days.
Then I will wait for him at the Su family."
Ge Mingtang got up from the ground, covered his chest, looked at Zhuo Bufan's gradually moving away, and bowed his hand. The martial arts people only worshiped the strong.
Although Zhuo Bufan is an enemy of the Qinglong Gang, he is also a real strong man and deserves admiration.
For a moment, the story of Shadow Killing out of the valley spread throughout the underground world of the Northeast, and the martial arts world, and the magic world were shocked. Zhuo Bufan killed three young masters, and these three forces were related to Shadow Killing.
Three days later, Zhuo Bufan fought against the Qinglong Gang, Hehuan Sect, and the Black Witch Sect quickly spread!
Zhuo Bufan went down the mountain and found a villager's house and walked in.
It was the old woman and little girl I had seen on the top of the mountain just now.
"Old lady, what day is now?" Zhuo Bufan asked politely.
Seeing Zhuo Bufan’s beautiful eyes, the old woman looked at the old-fashioned calendar on the wall, “This young master is now January of the lunar calendar.”
"The New Year is coming soon?" Zhuo Bufan frowned. He had been in seclusion for more than three months.
"By the way, old lady, do you have anything to eat?"
Although Zhuo Bufan can eat wind and dew, he has not yet reached the realm of immortals and is not in the world. He has not eaten anything for three months, and after he goes into seclusion, he still feels hungry.
"I don't have much food at home, it's all very simple. If the young master doesn't dislike you, I'll serve you rice." The old woman said and walked towards the kitchen.
The little girl pouted her mouth angrily, stared at Zhuo Bufan with wide eyes, and murmured to herself: "Our family is so poor, and there are still people who come to beg for food."
Zhuo Bufan was amused and laughed when he heard his words.
Who is he? Not to mention he is a martial arts master or a true immortal cultivator. But the Chaofan Group now has a revenue of 10 billion yuan every year, and it can squeeze into the Forbes rankings in less than three years. Some people actually regard him as a beg for food.
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After eating a little, Zhuo Bufan left two pills, both of which were refined from spiritual herbs in the valley. Ordinary people can remove all diseases and strengthen their bodies. They also left a bank card.
Zhuo Bufan returned along the way and visited Hu Niu, Song Yun, Qin Man and others.
Three months were not long or short, and the Qinglong Gang focused all his attention on him, but no one came to cause trouble for them.
Although Hu Niu has not yet walked out of the shadow of losing her grandfather, she is still happy with the care of two girls Song Yun and Qin Man.
Rejecting the proposal of the two women to stay for a few days, Zhuo Bufan walked south and towards the Su family.
If he was not mistaken, Ye Zi should have received the news and returned to the Su family from Jinling to wait for him.
"I worried Ye Zi again!" Zhuo Bufan sighed.
At this moment, he was about to speed up and rush back to Su's house, but a Land Rover stopped beside him, "Hey, how can you walk so cold? Do you want to take you for a ride?"
The car window fell, revealing a pretty face. It was a girl in her early twenties, and there was a young man sitting next to her.
"Cousin, although you are kind-hearted, you can just take passers-by as you like. Aren't you afraid of meeting bad people?" the young man said with a frown.
The woman said, "What are you afraid of? Uncle Guan is with us. Besides, my mother said that if she can help others, she will help others and do more good deeds."
Zhuo Bufan glanced at them, and then his eyes fell on the back seat. There was a middle-aged man with his eyes closed and resting. He was a warrior with great strength and could enter the realm of a master with one kick.
"Thank you then." Zhuo Bufan nodded. Anyway, his speed of running is similar to that of riding a car. (To be continued)