Chapter 502: Battle of Qingjiang

Chapter 503 The Battle of Qingjiang

"This Zhuo Bufan looks quite honest, but he still takes care of his mistress?" Zhang Xiaocui frowned and snorted coldly, "No, I have to remind Xiao Huan."

"Hey, a young hero like Zhuo Bufan will be destined to be brilliant in the future, like an emperor, with a few confidantes around him, what else is there." The Jiumen Admiral shook his head with his hands behind his back, and said calmly.

"Hehe, straight man with cancer." Zhang Xiaocui gave him a cold glance.

Zhang Xiaocui stayed with his granddaughter all day, bought a smartphone and used to surf the Internet, and knew many network terms.

On the hillside, apart from a group of people headed by the Jiumen Admiral standing together, seven or eight meters apart stood a group of men in black costumes, the leader of which had a long centipede braid, a black gown and black cloth shoes. , Without his heels on the ground, with his hands behind his back, is the elder of Zhonghai Sun's family.

The two groups are opposed to each other. If the nine-sect admiral goes to help Zhuo Bufan, Elder Sun will definitely restrain him. Even if the two are masters and martial artists at the same time, even if there is a difference in strength, it is not a problem that it is involved for a while. Opportunity to help.

At this time, the cliffs on both sides of the Qingjiang River are towering, the trees are vast, and the river is rolling, giving people a feeling of vastness. It is separated from the steel building of the city, and it is completely a magnificent natural landscape.

It had already begun in spring, the trees sprouted, the grass blades were new, and the green scene was quite like Li Taibai's chanting on a boat crossing the river-the sound of apes on both sides of the strait could not stop, and the light boat had passed the ten thousand mountains.

An old man sits crouched on the grass on the bank of the river. In front of him is a table of pear trees and black and white chess pieces. The old man frowns and ponders, as if hesitating where the sunspot should be placed next. .

The strangest thing is that the vegetation around him tens of meters in a radius of decay one after another, like the scene of autumn and winter, there is a faint black mist spraying out of his body, giving people a very strange feeling.

"Mr. Zhuo is here." Yang Wenshan opened his eyes and said loudly.

Everyone followed the sound and saw a white mark on the surface of the river, dragging a long tail, a silhouette of a figure was flying on the surface of the river, and immediately stepped on the water with the soles of the feet, the whole person stepped into the sky, and fell on the shore in a chic posture.

"Shadow Kill, the old man has been waiting for you on this Qingjiang River for a long time." The old man didn't even lift his head, and his lips were tightly pressed, but the voice spread across the banks of the Qingjiang River, and the echoes continued to startled the perching trees on both sides. The flying birds on the 桠 flew to the sky.

"Are you the fifth elder of the Hehuan Sect?" Zhuo Bufan said lightly, standing with one hand.

"You killed my grandson and my junior brother Bliss in Lop Nor, and killed several guardians in Xifeng Town and Qinzhou. Actually, I underestimated your strength. I should have defeated you before going to retreat." The old man shook his head and sighed. .

"Then you don't plan to kill me with your hands now?"

The old man slowly raised his head, revealing a thin face with deep sunken eye sockets and protruding cheekbones, like a dead tree on the verge of a dead tree. But Zhuo Bufan felt the aura surging like the ocean in his body.

"When it comes to you and me, the world's money, fame, connections, women, is it not easy to get it?" The old man said slowly.

"You are right, but you don't want to avenge your grandson?" Zhuo Bufan chuckled lightly.

The old man slowly dropped the chess piece in his hand, "At the point where I am, I have seen little affection for the mortal family. I pursue immortality, and they will turn into dust after all. It's just a matter of time."

Zhuo Bufan simply sat cross-legged on the grass and smiled: "That's right, when you are in your realm, what you are after is naturally not mortal things. Then why did you call me here today?"

"Although you said that, you killed my grandson and several of my subordinates, which cost me a lot of manpower. If you are willing to follow me, all of this can disappear. And you want money, a woman, I can give you If you want, I can catch it for you to play."

In his opinion, Zhuo Bufan was young, even though he heard that he was only eighteen years old, when he really saw it. Sun Zhiliang was still a little surprised, this is simply a evildoer, he has already settled his mind, if it can't be used for his own use, it can only be eliminated.

Otherwise, let Zhuo Bufan grow up, I am afraid that few people in this world can restrain him.

Zhuo Bufan laughed blankly.

He left the Blue Star in his previous life, cultivated in the starry sky, destroyed the ancient sacred land, and killed the Nine Nether Kings. I don’t know how many sects and demon sects and demons were destroyed after defeating them. But this is the first time someone actually wants him to surrender. , Accept himself as his servant.

"If you don't want to, just like this." Sun Zhiliang picked up a black chess piece, and immediately the chess piece turned into powder in the air and disappeared with the wind.

Zhuo Bufan shook his head, with an indifferent expression, "Your vision is too small, you think you can be invincible in the basement period?"

"Although I can't be invincible in the world, but it is more than enough to kill you." Sun Zhiliang finished speaking, and the chess pieces on the chessboard rose out of thin air, and then flew like bullets.

"presumptuous."

Zhuo Bufan's punch suddenly blasted out, and the air was trembling, and his fist exuded a white ring. The black and white chess pieces that came flying in were all shattered into powder in the air, and the fist slammed into Sun Zhiliangcai's chest. .

Even if Sun Zhiliang was the practitioner who built the foundation, he didn't dare to shake the master's fist. After all, the practitioner cultivated spiritual power, mana, and physical body.

In an emergency, Sun Zhiliang held Fajue in his hands, a cloud of black mist blocked his chest, and his whole body flew upside down and landed on the surface of the river.

Zhuo Bufan broke the black mist with a punch, and then jumped into the river.

The flow of the Yangtze River, which is about fifty meters wide, flows from the mountains. It seems to be gentle, but in fact the undercurrent is surging. The two of them are standing on the flowing river with their feet on the ground like this.

"This guy angered the Fifth Elder, and today is the day of his fall." On the hillside, Elder Sun shook his head, his eyes showing a sullen look.

The Nine-door Admiral and others are holding their breath, this kind of duel between real masters is not something you can see if you want to, and no one wants to miss this wonderful battle.

Two brilliant rays of light came out of Qiu Jinse's eyes. She had seen Zhuo Bufan's majestic war spirit on the peak of Himalaya, and she was full of confidence in him. He is a legend and will never be defeated.

At this time, in a certain hotel.

Ye Ziqin wore a thin white turtleneck sweater, tall and charming, wearing cropped jeans and a pair of white sneakers, dressed very casually.

She has been playing with Zhuo Bufan in Qinzhou these days, but today Zhuo Bufan said that the school has something to do, so she is planning to go out shopping by herself.

But at this moment, the door of the hotel room suddenly opened, and two men in black costumes appeared inside the hotel.