Chapter 143: Decisive

Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Three

I saw the green light in Dongfang Yi's hand flourish, and the black mist touched the green light and made a sharp sound, shocking everyone to cover their ears, and the courageous people ran out long ago.

The three women, Xu Huan, Zhou Yi, and Yan Chunyi, have lost their color. They can see the most clearly recently from Zhou Paxiang. The black mist seems to be the face of a woman, with terrifying and terrifying looks. Seeing Dongfang Yi blocking the black Fog, everyone's heart fell slightly.

But at this moment, Dongfang Yi's face suddenly turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth, and the green glow in his palm was instantly weakened. He slapped the female ghost and slapped the female ghost towards Zhou Paxiang. Fly away, his hands jammed Zhou Paxiang's neck abruptly and lifted him up.

"Come on..." Xu Huan looked at her husband with tears, fear and anger.

At this moment, Yan Chunyi suddenly turned his eyes on Zhuo Bufan and shouted: "Zuo Bufan, please help me?" I don’t know why, she feels that Zhuo Bufan has a strong self-confidence. Let her think that Zhuo Bufan must have a way.

Seeing Yan Chunyi's pleading gaze, Zhuo Bufan finally made a move. A fireball condensed in the palm of his right hand and slammed into the female ghost's back.

"Zi!"

The female ghost screamed, and a white smoke came out of her body. She instantly released Zhou Paxiang and went straight into the incense burner.

The faces of the fat monk and the thin Taoist changed at the same time. The female ghost handed to them by their senior was originally intended to control Zhou Paxiang, but unexpectedly there was a warlock here, and the fat monk stared at Zhuo Bufan fiercely. , Suppressed murderous intent and said: "This little brother is also a warlock, but today's affairs are arranged by our ghost master, you'd better not intervene, otherwise..."

He hadn't said the following words, and suddenly found that the thin Taoist priest beside him was holding his neck, his eyes widened, his pupils were full of horror, and scarlet blood was flowing from his fingers.

"Skin...What's wrong with you...!" The fat monk instantly felt that his back was soaked in cold sweat, and he was so close to the skinny Taoist that he didn't realize how the skinny Taoist was annihilated.

The fat monk's gaze fell on Zhuo Bufan, and he said in horror: "Are you a martial arts master? Inner strength out of the body, ten steps to kill?"

Warlocks, heavenly masters, feng shui masters, monks, etc. are equivalent to the magicians in the game. To prepare spells, CDs are required, just like Dongfang Yi's use of the dead wood spring spell, which needs to be printed in his hands to trigger the energy in the body, and the warrior can instantly give up The energy in the body, but the explosive damage of the wizard is much higher than that of the warrior. Both have advantages and disadvantages.

"Don't kill me... I am the confidant of Master Gui, you let me go, I will definitely not tell Master Gui." The fat monk trembled lightly all over his body, his strength is about the same as that of a thin Taoist priest, Zhuo Bufan can be silent. Destroying a thin Taoist priest, naturally raising your hand can destroy yourself.

It was just that he had just finished speaking, Zhuo Bufan's five fingers were gathered together, and a blade flew out from the palm of his hand. The fat monk knelt on the ground in pain while holding his neck. The censer in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, and the black mist condensed in the censer. He seemed to be very afraid of Zhuo Bufan and didn't dare to come out.

"Come here." Zhuo Bufan grabbed the void with his five fingers, and the black mist flew directly into Zhuo Bufan's palm and hovered on his arm, unwilling to dissipate.

"The grievance is so heavy, I will keep you first." Zhuo Bufan pinched a seal with his right hand and pressed it on the black fog. The black fog instantly penetrated Zhuo Bufan's arm and gathered into the shape of a willow branch on the arm. I thought it was just a tattoo after a closer look.

Two fireballs condensed in Zhuo Bufan's hands and threw them onto the two corpses. In an instant, the corpses of the fat monk and the thin Taoist were turned into ashes.

Dongfang Yi was holding his chest, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and a bitter taste in his heart. Just like Zhuo Bufan's method of killing fat monks and thin Taoists with a knife just now was at least the fifth grade master-level master of Anjin, not to mention. The palm of the hand condenses the fireball instantly, which is even more amazing.

His aura attribute is wood, although it can also condense the ivy, but there must be time to cast spells, like Zhuo Bufan, it is impossible to do it, I am afraid that the young man in front of him has already entered the room in martial arts and magic techniques. And he was just the first glimpse of the door.

Thinking of showing off his abilities just now with a proud look like Zhuo Bufan, Dongfang Yi couldn't help his old face blushing, walked to Zhuo Bufan, bowed his hands and said, "Senior, forgive me for being clumsy. I don’t know that Senior’s strength is so high. I'm still making an axe in front of you."

Not to mention him, Zhou Yi, Yan Chunyi, and Xu Huan also opened their attractive lips slightly, showing a sluggish expression. Kang Bo, Lian Xipo, Lian Bo, Lian Lian and others were also shocked. Last time Zhuo Bufan made a big fuss in the Lian family to show that it was martial arts. After all, Kang Bo was a martial artist and everyone could understand it, but the control of fire with his hand was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

The others even took a breath, Dongfang Yi was willing to give in, and the future achievements of this young man were limitless.

The eyes of Master Wu and Qian Wu standing behind Zhuo Bufan were even more fiery. If they followed Master Zhuo and taught them a little martial arts and magic techniques, they would not be able to use them for the rest of their lives.

Only the girl with a pair of smart black eyes has a shallow arc at the corner of her mouth. She has always believed that the son is the most powerful, and no one can hurt the son.

Zhuo Bufan's gaze finally moved away from the ink-colored willow branch tattoo on his wrist. He did not look at Dongfang Yi standing in front of him, but fell on Xu Meili. Xu Meili was swept by Zhuo Bufan's gaze and his whole body changed a little. Uncomfortable, she suddenly got up and wanted to leave. Zhuan Bufan hit her knee with a real yuan.

Xu Meili knelt on the ground with a painful puff, cold sweat broke out on her sore forehead, and stared at Zhuo Bufan with spiteful eyes.

"You..." Lian Xipo didn't expect Zhuo Bufan to actually act on Xu Meili, his expression changed, but he didn't have the courage to stand up and drink Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan looked at Lian Lian and said calmly, "Ms. Lian, you can tell the story!"

Lian Lian squeezed her fists and frowned her eyebrows together. This is a scandal of the Lian family. Speaking of it will not only make the Lian family laugh generously, but more importantly, it will make other members of the family criticize and even lose their line to control the Lian family. But now, she seems to have no other choice. With such a strong suppression by Zhuo Bufan, I am afraid that people from other branches dare not say much.

"Dad, until now, for the sake of our Lian family, I can only tell the facts." Lian Shijian was silent for a long while and finally said it.

It turned out that after Lian Xun’s bone marrow matching was unsuccessful after Lian Xun’s last time went to the hospital for an examination, and Lian Lian accidentally saw the test sheets of the two of them. At that time, she found it strange that she showed it to a doctor. , Only then knew that Lian Xun was not Lian Piao's biological son.