"Are you Zhuo Bufan?" The old leader's mouth did not open, but made a dull and dry sound, like polishing wood with polishing paper, which made people feel very uncomfortable.
"You are younger than I thought, that is, you killed my grandson. You dare to show up today. Aren't you afraid of death?"
Zhuo Bufan looked at him calmly, without fear at all because he was the old leader of the Black Witch Sect. He could even kill the Sword Saint of the Sword, not to mention that he was just an old leader who entered the middle stage of foundation building.
"Where are the people from the White Witch Sect?" Zhuo Bufan asked with a frown.
"If you are willing to agree to my conditions, I will naturally let the White Witch Sect go. That girl, Liao Wen, looks good. You are willing to come for her. The hero is passionate and the beauty is in trouble." The old leader said.
"What conditions? Aren't you going to avenge the young witch master?"
Zhuo Bufan looked at him with a little suspicion.
"I know you are very strong, but I am not weak either. If we fight, we will only lose both sides in the end. Besides, the young witch master is dead, even if I kill you, it will be useless, but as long as you are willing to get you in Jiaolong Valley
I can let you go.”
The old leader Zhizhu is holding the Tao.
"Is that true? The old Qinglong and the great elder of Hehuan Sect who said this to me last time were all dead."
Zhuo Bufan said as if he was smiling.
Sure enough, when Zhuo Bufan said something, the old witch master of the Black Witch Sect changed slightly, and he immediately narrowed his eyes and showed a few cold lights from the cracks of his eyes, "What did you say, Old Qinglong and Old Hehuan Sect
Are all guys dead?"
A month and a half ago, Zhuo Bufan killed the old Qinglong and the elders of Hehuan Sect in Gulangyu, Xiazhou. However, not many people saw it at that time. Besides, it is estimated that the Qinglong Gang and Hehuan Sect were trying their best to cover up the news and reveal it. Otherwise, these two organizations would have
The leader died, and it is estimated that other hostile strengths will come to the door soon.
The old witch master of the Black Witch Sect has been living in the mountains and practicing, and rarely cares about the world. If he came to Zhuo Bufan a few days later, he would probably get this news.
"No, I don't believe it."
The old witch clenched his fist and a black mist appeared on his face.
Old Qinglong is the Grandmaster of Gangjin. It is also rumored that he obtained the dragon scales from Jiaolong Valley and refined a treasure trotter for himself. It was more difficult to kill him than climbing to the sky. The great elder of Hehuan Sect is also like him.
The master of magic, Hehuan Sect has all kinds of wonderful magic and magic, and the Three Thousand Sword Formation has unparalleled power. He once suffered losses at the Hehuan Sect Conference.
If Zhuo Bufan really killed two people, he would never dare to come to Zhuo Bufan again.
"You'll believe it right away."
Zhuo Bufan smiled faintly, then pinched a fist mark and hit it suddenly. A golden pillar shot straight at the old witch master. The golden pillar of light illuminated the entire river, as if it contained a terrifying aura. The entire river surface was filled with water,
The waves burst.
The old witch master's pupils suddenly dilated, and he immediately pinched a magic trick. The fire ball that had originally surrounded him suddenly burned violently, gradually turning into a dark red color, and then faced Zhuo Bufan's eyes as fast as lightning.
The golden light left.
"Bang!"
But at the first moment of contact, the golden light column was like a steel knife cutting a cake, directly knocking the fireball into a broken star, but the speed still rushed directly towards the old witch master without slowing down.
The old witch master immediately pinched the magic trick, and the second ball of fireball also flew over, but it was still easily broken by the golden pillar. However, this time, the golden pillar's speed slowed down a little, making the old witch master secretly relaxed.
One breath.
Then the third fireball rushed towards him, finally blocking the golden pillar of light. The old witch master finally had a light expression on his face, but the ease was deep and solemn. Zhuo Bufan's strength should indeed not be underestimated.
.
But in the same way, the golden light column and the fireball collided together, and there was no sign of retreating.
"not good."
Suddenly, the old witch master's expression suddenly changed drastically, and he suddenly turned into a ball of black mist, floating in the air like a phantom.
At the same time, the golden beam of light exploded, and a green light sprayed out. The green light was about two fingers wide, like a handleless green sword, shooting out, leaving only a long green one.
The light tail and the green sword directly penetrated the phantom of the old witch master's body. Then, it went forward all the way and hit the mountainside directly, making a loud bang, and then a large pit about ten meters appeared.
A loud noise suddenly rang throughout the mountainside.
Zhang Mengmeng, Tong Ling, Fu Shengjie, Zhou Yue and Li Si in the mansion were all shocked.
"Is there an earthquake?"
"No way."
Many people showed horror on their faces, and the sound just now was so vibrating.
"Look at the other side, it seems that there are two people flying in the sky." Suddenly someone shouted loudly.
None of them were in the inner hall and had a meal on the lawn outside the mansion. It was located on the mountainside and had a wide view, so you could clearly see the situation on the river.
Sure enough, although these people looked at the river, they were very blurry, but they could vaguely see two people standing there, both floating in the air at the same time.
"Have you met a god?" Tong Ling widened her beautiful eyes. She was formally educated. Science was deeply rooted in her mind. She did not believe that there were ghosts and gods in the world. But her eyes at this moment subverted her outlook on life
.
"Is that Zhuo Bufan?"
Zhang Mengmeng covered her cherry mouth with an incredible expression.
"Zhuo Bufan, it's impossible..." Fu Shengjie widened his eyes and shook his head quickly.
"Zhuo Bufan, is it the classmate you mentioned, the young king of Jiangnan?" Zhou Yue frowned and said.
Li Si and others were already stunned.
At the same time, the people in the inner hall were also shocked and walked out one after another.
"What happened just now?" Mu Wanqing frowned with willow leaves.
Mu Chaozong, Wang Kulu, Miao Sandao, Miao Jiangpu and others also looked at the river with confusion. They could vaguely see the two of them floating in the air, as if they were fighting.
"this……"
Mu Chaozong showed a look of shock on his face. He had just stepped into the realm of Grandmaster Gangjin, but it was far from enough to go through the air. When did Jiangbei have two more gods and they are still in his own mansion.
Fighting behind.
On the surface of the river, the old witch master's body that had originally faded began to gradually condense, complete repair, and restored to his original appearance, staring at Zhuo Bufan with hatred and hatred.
He just used a secretary who could completely fade his body into true energy and defend against damage at one time, but his essence would also be damaged. The old witch master has been in the Dragon Kingdom for nearly a hundred years and has never eaten this.
A big loss, and it was in the hands of a teenager. If it was spread, it would probably be regarded as a joke by people in the magic world.
"What a Zhuo Bufan, what a shadow killer. Since you dare to attack me, I will kill you even if I fight to the death today."
"Is that right? Can you still do it? Look at your chest by yourself." Zhuo Bufan said indifferently.
When the old witch heard his words, she was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head, and her face was terrifying. (To be continued)