Chapter 418: Haze Lake Fierce Battle

The 419th chapter Haze Lake fierce battle

"I didn't know the secret in this stone before, but thank you." Kuroki laughed, then his eyes sank, and said: "You are the one who killed my apprentice?"

Zhuo Bufan raised his head, this stone was already in his pocket, so he was not in a hurry.

He felt a familiar smell from the black robe old man, and he was taken aback for a while and said: "You are talking about Tang Long, right?"

"Yes, although this child Tang Long is from Xiang Country, he has been loyal to me over the past few years. I have also helped him a lot and let him step into the realm of entering the Dharma. It is a pity that he was killed by you. It's a pity." The black robe old man shook his head and sighed, but there was no sorrow in his tone and face.

"Who are you?" Zhuo Bufan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Hehe Hehe laughed and said, "I walked through the mountains and rivers of the land of the country. Southeast Asia and Africa have come up with a huge name, known as the black wood master. If you now submit to me and worship me as a teacher, I can spare your life. "

"I already have a master, let alone you are not worthy of being my master." Zhuo Bufan shook his head lightly.

As soon as the voice fell, the green light in the black wood eyes gleamed, and the body exuded a strong pressure, making everyone in the painting boat feel breathless.

"If this is the case, then I can kill you." After Kuroki finished speaking, he waved his hand, two green like swords, like crescent moons, and two inch-deep scratches were drawn on the boat board, towards Zhuo Bufan. Come.

Zhuo Bufan slowly swung a punch, burst out his energy, and instantly smashed two green glows.

"Sure enough, Tang Long is not a weak person. He must be too careless. After the magician is approached by the martial artist, he has no advantage at all." Hei Mu shook his head and said, his cane hit the floor fiercely.

After a black mist in the crutch changed a few times in the air, it suddenly condensed into a black iron lock, and the group surrounded Zhuo Bufan. Although the black iron lock was formed by the black fog, it was like the substance. The steel knives are cutting constantly.

"After a warrior is bound with his hands and feet, he becomes a lamb to be slaughtered." Kuroki sneered.

"Really? But you were wrong." Zhuo Bufan's eyes were full of light, with a few bangs, the iron lock on his body was broken, "It's me now."

After all, Zhuo Bufan fisted out, and a few meters away, a transparent force came out fiercely.

Kuromu's eyes showed a look of surprise, and he tapped his feet. The whole person moved horizontally like a ghost, falling on the surface of the lake. There was a cloud of green air under his feet, and he did not fall into the lake.

It was two bodyguards who had not had time to escape. They were smashed into the chest by Zhuo's extraordinary punch. Strangely, they did not fly out, but stood rigidly on the spot, but their chests were completely sunken in by an inch, and the back protruded by an inch, and the heart was broken And die.

Zhuo Bufan didn't even look at it, turned around and jumped out of the painting boat, standing quietly on the lake with his feet, the cold moonlight falling into the lake, silver waves flashing. The people in the painting boat on the lake came out, staring at the center of Yanxia Lake dumbfounded.

"Is this a peerless master?"

"Is it filming, doing variety shows?"

Everyone is an ordinary person. Seeing two big living people standing on the water with their feet on the water, they were naturally surprised that they couldn't speak. Some people even took out their mobile phones to take pictures and put them on the Internet.

Nintendo exclaimed in surprise: "Miss Ye, isn't that Zhuo Shao? Who else is there?"

Ye Bing opened his eyes wide and couldn't speak at all. She always felt that Zhuo Bufan was a stinky boy who relied on some medical skills, his personality was arrogant and stubborn, but now Zhuo Bufan has subverted her thoughts.

He is actually a martial artist, and ordinary people's concept of martial artist may remain in the impression of boxers, Sanda number one, Taekwondo coach, etc., and feel nothing.

But the people of the big family faintly have contact with the martial artist. For example, they have a small martial artist in the Ye family, and even his grandfather must respect three points.

"My grandfather and I have both missed it?" Ye Bing was stunned.

In the heart of the lake.

Zhuo Bufan stood proudly. The opponent's strength should have broken through the foundation building period. However, as I said before, Zhuo Bufan is aerospace oil. These cultivation natives on Blue Star use car oil, but he is said to be invincible at the same level. With all kinds of magical powers, slinging ten black woods is not a problem.

"It's my mistake. You are not only a master of inner strength, but you should already be a quasi-grand master, right?" Kuromu's eyes flashed with green lights, and he was slightly surprised, "I have been walking in Lan Country for so many years, like you are so young. Such a martial artist is really too enchanting."

Zhuo Bufan chuckles and said: "You told me so much, you are preparing to cast spells in time, and you can show all your skills."

"Well, since you have found that I'm delaying the casting time and still being so arrogant, I see how strong you are." Kuroki lingered all over his body, like hundreds of ghosts entwining him, shouting:

"Ice Sword Slash!"

After all, the many wealthy people standing on the ship's board were stunned. With the naked eye, the entire lake suddenly creaked, and an ice cap about 100 meters wide was condensed around the soles of the black-robed old man's feet.

Ascend this white cold air, Bianstone's muscles and bones.

Mr. Hu looked dumbfounded. This ice-condensing technique was many times stronger than the one he showed in the ancient house.

The cold air spread, and when he reached Zhuo Bufan's side, suddenly countless diamond-shaped ice swords flew up under the ice cap and fell to Zhuo Bufan like a torrential rain.

Taking advantage of this time, the old man in black robed backed tens of meters away, watching all this, as if he was already holding Zhizhu.

Zhuo Bufan squeezed his palms, and glazed golden awns flowed over his arms. It was the third layer of the golden skin. He was not afraid, but showed a hint of excitement, and shouted:

"Good to come."

After all, swinging his fists, the shadows of the fists filled the sky like a fairy scattered flowers, and all the ice swords that were shot over were smashed into pieces and splashed in the lake.

"This...how is it possible? Is it a physical mastery?" Kuromu's eyes had a serious look.

Just now in the painting boat, Zhuo Bufan's internal strength came out of the body. He thought that Zhuo Bufan was a martial artist of the great internal strength and even the quasi-grand master. Muay Thai, yoga, and horizontal training skills only available to the master.

"It's time for me." Zhuo Bufan was like a **** or beast, full of energy, and everyone was stunned, as if the **** of war had come.

After all, Zhuo Bufan stretched out his palm, and a piece of milky white spiritual energy stretched for about three or four meters, his arm turned into a moon knife, and the palm of his hand solidified a piece of milky brilliance, as if it were substance.

Kuroki's eyes changed color in amazement, "Grandmaster!"

Only the grandmaster can have such abundant true essence, and more importantly, only the grandmaster can release the internal energy and solidify it as the essence.

Kuroki did not respond quickly. His crutch was stuck in the ice cap, and his hands quickly formed marks. The vines grew crazily on the crutch instantly. Each vine was as thick as an adult’s calf, and hundreds of vines were like octopus Generally gather towards the top of the head.

From a distance, it was like seeing only a green ball lying on the broad ice surface, covering the black wood inside.

"Blast!" Zhuo Bufan waved his arm, and the white light long knife stretched out from top to bottom to reveal a misty white light curtain, and a white light shot out like a crescent moon.