Chapter 1035

This time, a flame suddenly burned on the red man's knife, with black smoke on it. You don't need to smell Bai Zifan to guess that there was something wrong with it, so you quickly shut up.

The man in red, who is sharp in sabre, doesn't play with Bai Zifan either. He just keeps walking around him. Obviously, he wants to use the poisonous air around him to kill his opponent.

After more than a dozen moves, the white man with red face and thick neck began to have hesitation in his movements. The man in red, who had been looking for opportunities, didn't waste his opportunities. He chopped them with short knives one after another.

Bai Zifan, who had been waiting for him to come and die for a long time, directly moved his shape and changed his shadow. The man in red didn't expect that Bai Zifan would be so fast, so he quickly dodged.

After the fist was flashed, Bai Zifan immediately changed his moves. He swept the man in red with his right hand. His clothes of fire color were torn out with a big cut and kicked him out with one foot.

People in red who fall into the sea of fire still want to pose, and suddenly burst out a flame. The visual effect can absolutely reach the world's top level.

Looking at the man in red at this time, Bai Zifan subconsciously thought of the "Yanmo" this kind of creature, worthy of being the holy land of cultivation. Any killer can be a cultivator. Is this the fire skill?

Is that a sonic attack? Still wriggling around, is this to enlarge the move? No, the movement is getting smaller and smaller, and the voice seems to be screaming.

Looking down at the piece of cloth he had torn off from the man in red, Bai Zifan understood it immediately. He thought it was completely immune to fire attack. His feelings depended on his equipment.

Thinking of this, Bai Zifan was completely disappointed with the so-called sanxianshan.

It's said that after the three practitioners rose in Sanxian mountain, baizifan was full of awe. But during this time, baizifan saw either a liar or a liar. Baizifan is quite disappointed here now.

"Hello! Are you still alive? Come on up! The houses are about to burn down. "

Hearing Xia Yongmei's urging voice over his head, Bai Zifan didn't talk nonsense, so he grabbed the rope and flew up.

The guy who set the fire obviously didn't want to fight. Someone could fly more than six meters without any help, and there was no arrangement on the roof. After a while of cool operation, several people successfully escaped from the fire.

At this time, Duan Xuhui looked at his martial arts school on the hillside in the distance, and his tears were about to flow out. It was not only his hard work, but also all his wealth. Now he was burned down by a big fire.

Tan bangshao, a dung shoveling officer, was not qualified at all. He didn't pay attention to Wang Xingren's idea. He also looked at the martial arts school that was about to turn to ashes with a smile on his face.

"Bai Zifan really didn't know that the heaven was high and the earth was thick. He even dared to play with me. This time he was buried in the sea of fire, it was his own fault."

Hearing Tan bangshao's words, Duan Xuhui's anger almost couldn't be suppressed. He went straight up to fight with him. NIMA, because you wrote the contract, I had to give my martial arts school to baizifan. Because you were fooled by baizifan, I had to burn my martial arts school. Did you regard me as your dog!

But Tan bangshao was not happy for a long time. He received a phone call. After hanging up, Tan bangshao seemed to change his face, and suddenly became angry.

"What's the matter?"

"What else! Bai Zifan, they ran out! Damn, I didn't kill him! "

what? Is Bai Zifan alive? Nima, did you burn my martial arts school for nothing?

With a long sigh, Feng Zijiang said with a cry: "it's a pity, it's a pity, we can start the signboard again in Sanxian mountain when we steal the gate, but it's so... Hi."

"Well, martial uncle, it's good if we don't have an accident. Although the martial arts school is gone, don't we still have land?"

"Yes, we still have land!" With that, Feng Zijiang took out his mobile phone and began to press it.

Looking at Feng Zijiang's enthusiasm, although he couldn't bear it, Bai Zifan still had to break his fantasy, "martial uncle, don't worry, the land is not worth a cent."

"Not worth money... Yes, not worth money." Reaction over Feng Zijiang directly decadent sitting on the ground.

How can such a large piece of land be worth money here? But now there are ruins everywhere. They don't have enough money to hire people to clean it up. They want to resell it. Based on Duan Xuhui and Tan bangshao's background, it is estimated that no one dares to take over. They are completely smashed in their own hands.

"It's OK, martial uncle. A little frustration can't defeat them. Don't we still have Bai Zifan? He is a man of great ability. If he can make something out of nothing, he will soon be able to earn the money we need to shine on our family Xia Yongmei said confidently.

After hearing Xia Yongmei's words, Bai Zifan was directly confused. It's a good thing that others think highly of me, but you also think highly of me

As soon as Bai Zifan wanted to explain, he saw that Feng Zijiang's body was like a spring. He stood up and said happily, "yes, yes, with Bai Zifan, what are we afraid of? Bai Zifan, please this time! "

One side of Guo Zhiqiang excitedly echoed: "this small matter, for boss Bai, it's nothing at all, I see people's vision is quite accurate."

"Yes, yes, Bai Zifan is very good at making money. After following him, I can have enough to eat every day." Luo Liming muttered as he nibbled at the chicken leg he had hidden before.

"What's the matter? Bai Zifan, what do you seem to say? " Xia Yongmei asked with concern.

"You all said so, what else can I say..." Bai Zifan said helplessly.

A person a word, can be regarded as completely baizifan to connect to the end of the road, at present in addition to life to make money, he seems to have nothing else to do.

"Bai Zifan, you just laughed obscenely. Tell me, did you think of some immoral idea?"

"Hey, when you talk, don't you think about the audience's feelings? I don't have any idea. I don't think how to make a big profit, but I think how to make our opponent lose a lot of blood. But before that, I'll go to greet Tan Genming. "

In front of the gate of the temple, a group of people wait at the gate of the temple. They bring a chair for Tan Genming. He sits leisurely on the chair waiting for his reply. Some people hold umbrellas for him, and others deliver fruits to him. The whole service is integrated. It seems that Tan Genming's status is not low.

This is the temple of one of the three rising immortals in Sanxian mountain. Although there is no divine level, all people feel that this is a blessed place. Every year on the day of the Immortals' birthday, they will rush for incense and pray.