Chapter 214: A sword to the west

Chapter 214 A Sword Coming to the West

When he finished speaking, Zhuo Bufan's fingertips flowed with a light milky white halo, sliding down diagonally, a white light drawn a light curtain from top to bottom, carrying a dangerous aura and cutting down indefinitely.

"Snapped!"

The first red sandalwood chair was like a block of tofu, cut in half directly from the middle, and collapsed on the ground. A trace of seven or eight meters long appeared on the marble floor.

The eyes of the audience gathered on the broken chair and the scratches on the ground, and there was no sound.

Many martial arts disciples were dumbfounded, seven or eight meters apart, seizing their breath to cut off the chairs in the air. Is this a magical method?

Peng Hong didn't know whether it was excitement or horror. At this moment, the bearded man was like a little girl, his whole body trembling lightly and his eyes dull.

The texture of the red sandalwood chair is very strong. Even if an ordinary person holds a machete and exhausts his whole body strength, he will leave a deep mark on it at most. Even if he gathers his whole body strength and blasts it with his fist, it can smash the wooden chair. But after all, you have to be next to each other. He has never seen the method of catching the wind as a knife at a distance of seven or eight meters, and even the master may not be able to do this.

Master Kang You Qin Siliang's complexion became extremely pale, and they chased the wind as a knife. If Zhuo Bufan had cut at them just now, they would have been in a different place now.

Qin Siliang frowned. Although he was shocked, he hadn't touched martial arts after all. He didn't understand what it meant, but he felt that it could be done with guns.

Only Kang Youming's heart was surging like waves, and he couldn't calm down for a long time. Absolutely belong to a group of top-notch powerhouses, who are all over the world, he can't wait to slap himself, even if all the people in their martial arts gym add up, it is not enough to kill extraordinary.

"You Ming..." Kang Youming's wife has already lost her face, her delicate body gently trembling pulling her husband's sleeves, she has been with Kang Youming for many years, and she knows how terrible this kind of person is. How did Ning'er provoke this? Kind of strong.

Kang Ning's eyes were red, and the blue veins on his neck were about to burst out. He looked at Zhuo Bufan in horror. He exploded the ghost mastiff with one finger, and cut the wooden chair with a wind-fighting knife seven or eight meters away. Dad can't do it, maybe even grandpa can't do it, he provokes a terrifying enemy.

Standing behind him for a while, Yuan Aoqing finally replied to his thoughts, pointing at Zhuo Bufan and exclaiming: "You... why are you so powerful... you have been pretending to be a pig and a tiger?"

She finally understood the phrase that Zhuo Bufan said when she was in the drugstore, ‘In your eyes, the Kang family is a giant, but to me it’s just an ant.’ It turns out that this is your true strength.

Zhuo Bufan retracted his finger, "Now you think you can beat me together?"

Everyone was silent, an 18-year-old boy overwhelmed everyone in the martial arts hall, including famous martial artists such as Kang Youming, who couldn't hold their heads up. If it were passed on, no one would believe it.

The housekeeper Liu, who was still sitting in the chair, was very knowledgeable, and no matter how deep the city was, he was astonished at this moment, closing his mouth together, gathering true energy, and turning into a sword. This was at least a master-level master. He never expected Zhuo Bufan. He has actually stepped into the threshold of a grandmaster, no wonder the tone is so arrogant.

Before he came, what did he say, "The bamboo leaves with a low head, and the plum blossoms without a flower on the face". Do master-level masters need to bow their heads, do they need to bow their heads?

Thinking of what he said just now, the housekeeper Liu suddenly turned red, as embarrassing as it was, and wished a crack appeared on the ground to get in.

Only under Chu Xin’s slender lashes, a pair of brilliant eyes looked at Zhuo Bufan with tenderness. Although she was shocked that Zhuo Bufan had such a thunderous method at a young age, she was more curious to stare at him. She had a kind of Very hazy and real, I always feel like I have seen Zhuo Bufan somewhere, as if I have known him for a long time.

But the more she thinks about it, the more painful she feels that her head hurts.

"The martial arts of the predecessors have stepped into Huajin. Moreover, at such a young age, there will be no limit to the future achievements. It was our Meng Lang just now." Kang Youming bowed his head and sighed.

In the martial arts world, martial arts are respected, regardless of age, whoever has high martial arts is the senior.

Zhuo Bufan touched his nose and said, "But your son had a mistake first. Not only did you not educate him well, but you wanted me to come and apologize. What do you think I should do?"

"This..." Kang Youming gritted his teeth and said: "Inuzi is rude, I will take him to apologize to you. I am compensating seniors with one million as a little bit of my heart. What do seniors think?"

If one million is placed in front of a truly ordinary college student, I am afraid that I would have been very excited and agreed in one fell swoop, but with extraordinary strength, it is easy to get the money in his hand, let alone pay it back in his bank card. There are tens of millions of deposits. In the future, when Ye Xuan's company starts to operate, the annual income is more than one billion yuan, and it will not be a problem even to become the richest man in Forbes in Feng Province.

"One million to pass the beggar?" Zhuo Bufan frowned.

Kang Youming naturally understood that for a master martial artist enough to make those powerful and powerful, this amount of money is really nothing, but the annual income of his martial arts is only a few million, which can not be compared with those consortiums.

Kang Youming’s wife suddenly exploded and said, “One million is not bad. Don’t think you’re great. My father-in-law is a famous person in the martial arts world, and he also knows many martial arts masters. If you don’t know good or bad, ..."

"Pop!" Before she finished her words, Kang Youming turned around and slapped her face with a strong slap. The punch was crisp and loud, "Shut up, is there any place for you to speak here?"

Kang Youming's lungs are almost exploding. This woman doesn't understand the power of a martial artist who can step into the Xuanbang. If Zhuo Bufan is really anxious, the entire Kang family is in danger of overthrowing, even though her father is the land. A master at the top of the list, but asking someone to help consumes a favor, which can't be bought back, besides, who wants to have trouble with a master.

Zhuo Bufan ignored this kind of woman, shook his head and said, "I don't need the money, but I have to interrupt Kang Ning's leg again. It's a good idea to help Dogzhang Chang's memory."

"What? Are you going to break my son's leg?" Kang Ming's wife was holding the red and swollen flames, tearful in her eyes.

Even Kang Youming frowned. What the **** is Corning, after all, it is his own flesh and blood, and breaking Kang Ning's leg in front of so many people is equivalent to hitting Kang's face directly.

Qin Siliang said suddenly, "Zhuo Bufan, your martial arts is good, but are you not afraid of bullets and guns? How about a one-off write-off?"

At this point, Kang Youming's head flashed brightly. Although the master Huajin is powerful, he is still a mortal body. Even if he has external power and black true essence, he can't resist hot weapons such as Gatling and armor-piercing bullets. He is after all Indulged in martial arts for too long, forgetting that this is a modern society with hot weapons.

"No." Zhuo Bufan shook his head gently.