The news that the Dragon Kingdom Underground Forum was once again killed was flooded.
Some people even posted a special post to summarize what Zhuo Bufan did in the month of his arrival in Japan.
He stepped on the Asakusa Shrine, killed Miyamoto and ten Japanese martial arts masters, even killed Watanabe's family, and then slaughtered the Iga and Koga Nin tribes, causing shocking noises, and even rumors alarmed the Japanese emperor.
The news that the Dragon Kingdom Martial Arts Underground Forum was once again killed has caused a huge wave.
"I am worthy of being my husband. I am so amazing. I want to give birth to a monkey for him." said a female vest.
"It's so awesome. If he continues to fight like this, he won't alarm the Japanese Self-Defense Force."
"It's better to turn the Japanese country upside down."
"Who knows it is true or not? Someone may have exaggerated the matter in Japan." The eldest son of the Wei family said coldly.
The words of the eldest young master of the Wei family immediately made a group of people who hated the shadows and made a splash.
"Yes, maybe it's fake. He dares to start a massacre in Japan, will the Japanese not care?"
"I think these things are all fake. Maybe he asked someone to let the news out and wanted to become famous."
"Hehe, when the king of our Dragon Kingdom arrives, defeat him and see how he brags."
In recent years, the name of shadow killing has spread rapidly in the martial arts world. The young sisters of the warriors and the girls they like have regarded shadow killing as their idols. They also call their husbands every day, which naturally triggered many male warriors.
I am dissatisfied with it and I especially hate Zhuo Bufan for his popularity on the forum.
"A bronze is rated as the strongest king here. Are you qualified? Didn't you say you want to eat shit last time? Did you ask if you had eaten it? Maybe it was because of the smell of your mouth? "
Suddenly, a vest named Yue Luohua spoke.
Long Geyue sat in the dormitory, put the Apple computer on her knees, Bai Ping quickly typing on the keyboard with her fingers, and then typing the Enter key.
Wang Shi, the roommate next to him, looked at Long Geyue in surprise. She and Long Geyue were both classmates from the military academy. Long Geyue usually looked gentle and had a cold temperament and was usually not angry, but she didn't expect that
I quarreled with someone and actually sent such a sentence.
"Xiaoyue, this person named Yingsha is not your boyfriend, right? You protect him so much, I remember you are not chasing stars." Wang Shi asked in surprise, with a look of confusion on his face.
"It's a friend of mine, and I can't stand them slandering him." Long Geyue said, but a colorful glow appeared on his pretty face.
"Tsk tsk, I don't believe it." Wang Shi shook her head, and a teasing look appeared in her eyes.
As soon as the moon sets and flowers speaks, the eldest young master of the Wei family immediately dives. Other female warriors and warriors who support Shadow Kill also stand up at the same time. Soon the group of black spies were submerged in the spits.
"We are the strongest king in Shadow Killing. Who are you? Do you dare to say what you are saying now in front of Shadow Killing?"
"A group of keyboard warriors who don't practice well for a day will only slander and kill online."
"Shadow Killing has hit the Japanese martial arts arrogance, and it is the pride of our Dragon Kingdom. No one is allowed to slander him."
However, Zhuo Bufan, who was far away in Japan, did not know that he killed seven shrines all the way and collected two Shikigamis for the arowana to swallow. He was resting in an ancient courtyard at this time.
In the yard, the grass was erotic, and Shi Jian sat cross-legged on the ground and practiced seriously. This month, following the young master in the Japanese country, Shi Jian felt that his strength was not even qualified to help the young master, and he felt that he seemed useless.
She didn't want to follow Zhuo Bufan like a vase.
She was practicing on the side, and Pinghe Yizi did not leave. Instead, she followed Zhuo Bufan to lead the way for him. Seeing Zhuo Bufan and Shijian were practicing, Pinghe Yizi sat bored on the stone bench with one hand
Holding his chin, his eyes were dull, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
At this time, Zhuo Bufan, who was sitting in the quiet room, was like an old monk entering into meditation. Only a three-foot-long sword edge was suspended in front of him. The sword body emitted a faint silver light, but it was not gorgeous.
Gorgeous, but calm silver, as if it was restrained.
The ancient sword light was slightly restrained like the willow leaves under the scorching sun. It seemed not gorgeous enough, but Zhuo Bufan knew that this was a real treasure.
Zhuo Bufan opened his eyes and smiled at the corner of his mouth.
He fought for a week, wasn't it just this moment?
A silver dragon fish about half a foot long in the Ice Emperor Rain Sword was dancing in the air. The silver piece on the dragon fish was about the size of a fingernail, but it was flashing with a faint silver light. Each scale was comparable to military use.
The steel is hard, and the dragon fish has been psychic, as if it is reborn, rubbing its little head against Zhuo Bufan's chest.
"I remember that the treasures in my treasure house were like mountains and were usually rewarded to the introductory disciples. Now it is so difficult for me to refine a treasure." Zhuo Bufan showed a wry smile on his face.
It’s like a rich man suddenly becomes a poor man, and he finds that one hundred yuan is so important to him.
However, after the Ice Emperor Rain Sword broke through to the treasure, Zhuo Bufan's strength also increased a lot, giving him more survival guarantees.
Zhuo Bufan said, holding the Ice Emperor Rain Sword, pinched a magic trick in his hand, "Go back to sleep."
The dragon fish transformed into the sword body. Zhuo Bufan once again seemed to be in the spine, and he always used his spiritual energy to nourish his natal magic weapon. He was able to communicate with his master's mind. Zhuo Bufan is now commanding.
The Ice Emperor Rain Sword is as easy as wielding an arm.
At the Lijiang River in the Dragon Kingdom, Zhuo Bufan commanded the flying sword to kill people at 800 meters. Now the Ice Emperor Rain Sword has advanced, and his own strength has increased greatly. Even within two thousand meters, he can use the flying sword to seize the enemy's head.
"Are a guest coming?" Zhuo Bufan took back his thoughts and suddenly frowned.
Shi Jian, who was outside the yard, also opened his eyes at the same time, and felt a few strong auras approaching the ancient courtyard.
"Someone is here." Shi Jian clenched his pink fist and stared at the slight intestinal path outside the ancient courtyard.
The wild duck was distracted and looked up and saw a woman and two women walking towards the ancient courtyard. The three of them were wearing clothes that looked slightly like the ancient Dragon Kingdom. The woman walking in the middle had long black hair and beautiful facial features.
, wearing a pink long gown, the fairy was floating and a long sword was on her back, like a fairy.
On both sides are two young men, with their faces as if they are as bright as jade, giving people a shiny feeling. However, the aura of these three people is not as weak as that of the sword, and they are obviously masters in martial arts.
"Who are you?" Shi Jian frowned slightly, and looked at the three of them with a hint of hostility in his eyes and asked.
"Chen Yanghao, the successor of Tai Chi Sect, wants to kill him at first sight."
"Zhang Yesheng, Wudang." The short-haired man said lightly.
"Eye eyebrows are purple." The long-haired woman's mouth opened slightly, and her voice was as light as a jade bead falling from a plate.
The Dragon Kingdom Martial Arts Forum, the three martial arts kings, ranked fifth, sixth and seventh, gathered here. (To be continued)