Wei Ziruo, Zhang Yesheng and Chen Yanghao rested in the ancient courtyard for one night, and the next day he met Zhuo Bufan who came back.
This is just a small village in Nara Prefecture. From here to the capital of Tokyo, Zhuo Bufan traveled three thousand miles to kill Yamamoto Yangichi. It is estimated that the three of them would be shocked to know.
"You are finally back. Can you compete now?" The cold and beautiful face of Ziruo was always like a snow-capped mountain that never melted for thousands of years.
Chen Yanghao also raised his sword eyebrows, his eyes flashed, and his fighting spirit erupted.
Although Zhang Yesheng is gentle and scholarly, he also looks at him with a bright look.
Who doesn’t want to challenge the strongest king? If you defeat him, you can ascend to the throne of the strongest king.
"None of you three is my opponent, there is no need for this." Zhuo Bufan said with his hands on his back and said calmly.
Wei Ziruo frowned, and there was anger on her pretty face. The descendant of Emei's eyebrows, the beautiful girl from heaven, has she ever been so humiliated by others.
Chen Yanghao even clenched his fist, and a layer of true energy under his feet made up for it. Spider-like cracks cracked from the ground under his soles, and his eyes were about to break.
Zhang Yesheng frowned slightly, and his breath surged.
The three of them are all geniuses of the younger generation of Long Kingdom, and their direct disciples of the major sect were actually humiliated by Zhuo Bufan today.
Zhuo Bufan's current opponents are the second generation of Japanese sword saints, and the leader-level figures who have passed through the martial arts world. Several young martial arts geniuses from the Dragon Kingdom are indeed no longer in his eyes.
"Xingsha, are you scared and dare not compete with us?" Ziruo scolded, and the long sword behind him suddenly flew out of the sword sheath, floating in the air and making a buzzing sound.
The long sword was about three feet long, thin and sharp, emitting a burst of cold light.
Zhuo Bufan took a look at it more and it turned out to be a fifth-grade magic weapon. For the current earth, the fifth-grade magic weapon is still a treasure-like existence. It seems that these sects hidden in the Dragon Kingdom still have some background.
There was also a white true energy at the soles of Chen Yanghao's feet gradually condensed into a Tai Chi pattern.
Zhang Yesheng's palms were slightly bent and he held two balls of yin and yang true essence, one black and one white, in his hand.
It seems that Zhuo Bufan can't fight them anymore.
But at this moment, a sudden sound suddenly sounded, "Smile, you chased me for three days and three nights, haven't you beaten enough?"
Wei Ziruo, Chen Yanghao, Zhang Yesheng and others looked outside, and saw two figures fighting in the woods, getting closer and closer, and various magical talismans were thrown out as if they were not worth it.
"I am a man, and you are not allowed to insult my master." Another clear voice sounded.
These two figures were fighting outside the ancient courtyard, and Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly. Both of them were masters of magic and at least had the strength of the foundation-building stage.
At this moment, two more figures came out.
"Brother Wu, these two fights so well. Who do you think will win?"
"Brother Lu, after all, he has crushed Kuang Diao all the way."
The two people who were talking were wearing martial arts uniforms, while the other was wearing fairy-cultivating clothes. They both looked young and handsome.
"Wu Yihan, Li Yang?" Chen Yanghao called out his names when he saw them.
The two who fought were Kuang Gou of Wandao and Lu Xing from Hong Kong Island. Their sects were originally divided into the mainland Tianshidao, but Kuang Gou met Lu Xing and insulted Lu Xing.
The two of them started fighting, and they had been fighting for three days and three nights.
"Brother Chen, Brother Zhang and Junior Sister Ziruo are all coming faster than us?" Wu Yihan smiled and showed off her white teeth.
Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly. These people are the kings of the list, except Aisin Gioro.
In July, almost everyone is here.
"It's really annoying." Zhuo Bufan rubbed his temples.
Although he is decisive in his life, he is not extremely vicious. He kills all the people who should be killed. These people are the descendants of the martial arts sect in the Long Kingdom and the descendants of the martial arts family. He has no grudges with Zhuo Bufan, but just wants to be with him.
In the competition, Zhuo Bufan couldn't kill them all.
Ping He Yazi and Shi Jian both stood behind Zhuo Bufan. Seeing so many young powerful people from the Dragon Kingdom coming, Ping He Yazi also showed a look of surprise and opened her mouth.
The strength of these people is probably not lower than that of the Japanese Sword Sect, and they are all very young, and their future achievements are limitless.
Shi Jian frowned and curled his lips, "These people are really annoying. Come to Japan, hum."
Lu Xing and Kuang Diao both came from the Tianshidao faction of Longhu Mountain, the mainland, and finally differentiated. The magical powers were similar, including lightning, fireball, wind blade, and illusion. Various brilliant spells knocked the outside of the ancient courtyard into flat ground.
"Star Bond."
Lu Xing suddenly formed seals with both hands, and twelve starlights lit up on the star robe on his body, which combined together to form an extremely strange pattern.
"Huh."
Even Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but look surprised slightly on his face. This kind of magic is profound and mysterious, no less than the magic of the sects in the cultivation world, but it is just the lowest level.
But even so, indigenous planets like Earth, without systematic cultivation civilization, and some people can create magic similar to small sects in the cultivation world, which is extremely surprising to him.
Kuang Diao's face suddenly changed. After a while, he had a night pearl in his palm. Then he formed a seal with one hand. The light on the night pearl bloomed, shining like stars in the dark night.
At the same time, the starlight patterns on Lu Xing's body have been combined, forming a nebula-like chain that suddenly wraps around Kuang Diao, which contains an ancient aura.
The night pearl on Kuang Diao's body shines, forming a light shield that blocks the outside, but when the nebula chain touches the light, the light shield breaks inch by inch like glass broken by hammer.
The Nebula whipped Kuang Diao's body and immediately knocked him out. He broke several trees in succession before stopping.
A wisp of blood spilled out of the corner of Kuang Diao's mouth, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes. He lowered his head and looked at the clothes on his body. If it weren't for a treasure garment given to him by his master, this whip would have broken his sternum long ago.
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"I think that you and I have the same root and origin, I will spare your life. I will dare to insult my master next time, and I will kill you." Lu Xing looked at him coldly and said.
Kuang Diao gritted his teeth and finally didn't speak anymore.
His master and Lu Xing's master were the same schoolmates. Later, they separated and there were some grudges between the two, so Kuang Diao wanted to humiliate him when he saw Lu Xing. Unexpectedly, Lu Xing's strength was so strong.
No wonder my master once said that Lu Xing’s master is a genius who has never been released in a century.
I'm afraid only that genius can train such a powerful apprentice. (To be continued)