Chapter 625: From rafting

The 626th chapter comes from boating

Moreover, Hong Shengbao is a modern young man who has received modern science education and does not believe in gods and ghosts. He used to think that everyone was bragging about the three great feng shui celebrities in Western Province. Come, defeated his outlook on life.

"You're the only one? Not my opponent." Zhuo Bufan glanced at the Nankong Court, and rose from the beginning of the foundation.

"Is it Master Zhuo's opponent? You have to show your hands to know." Nan Kongting said with a smile, squeezing his hands together, the calm Lijiang water began to tremble, and waves surged towards the shore.

Zhuo Bufan jumped onto the river and stood with his back on his back. With a light palm, he sent the bamboo raft and the sword to the shore.

A ten-meter-high wave suddenly appeared on the river, like an iron plate, buckling towards Zhuo Bufan, the strong pressure almost wanted to beat him into meatloaf.

"A trivial spell, dare to show ugliness in front of me." Zhuo Bufan snorted coldly, punched out, his fist was as strong as a raging wave, and a golden fist mark was as wide as the length of one's feet. He shot away, and instantly penetrated the waves with his punch. Don't slow down, like to fight in Nankong Court.

Nankong Ting seemed to have expected it to be normal long ago. He squeezed his hands in advance, and a stream of clear water circulated around, forming a gossip pattern on his chest, punching it into the mud cow into the sea, and all disappeared.

"How about another punch?" Zhuo Bufan's eyes flashed, his figure flickered, and a long white mark was drawn behind him, like a speedboat galloping across the sea.

Nan Kongting was shocked. It took time to activate the spell, but Zhuo Bufan had already arrived, his fist was violently angry, and he slammed at him.

At this moment, a wooden sign instantly turned into a human shape and stood in front of Nankong Ting. This wooden sign was made from thousand-year-old nanmu. It is a fourth-grade magical instrument that is indestructible and can even be used for magic. Resist once or twice is one of Nankong Court's most proud defensive weapons.

Only the next moment, Nan Kongting's face paled, Zhuo Bufan's fist was like a diamond drill, hitting the wooden sign, directly piercing the wooden sign, and the fist slammed into his chest, a burst of explosion sounded, and an invisible breath The ring spreads out.

Nan Kongting's soles stepped on the water, and the whole person retreated tens of meters away to stabilize his figure. If it weren't for the wooden sign to vent the strength of his fist, Zhuo Bufan would probably kill him with this punch.

Nankongting's complexion showed a trace of ruddy.

On the northern mountain peak, the nine-sect admiral murmured to himself: "Mr. Zhuo's martial arts is a bit stronger. Perhaps it has reached the late stage of Huajin and can attack the realm of Grandmaster Gangjin."

Elder Wu also showed a hint of surprise. One or two years is not short for ordinary people, but for a warrior, progress is not something that can be achieved in one or two years.

To the south of the mountain, Ruan Huaxu, Ruan Zhengye and others frowned, with a trace of solemnity on their faces.

"Sure enough, it is a martial arts evildoer. At such a young age, he has the strength of a master. If you give him a few more years, I am afraid that I will not be his opponent." Yamano took his arms in his arms, and a cold light flashed in his eyes by accident.

Yamano Minako said: "He is powerful alone, and it is impossible to be the opponent of Grandpa, besides, there are three magic masters from Lan Guo to help out."

Today Ruan Jiabu launched a shocking killing formation, with the goal of defeating Zhuo Bufan, the three magic masters, and a sword **** who crossed the sea, and even strong opponents would hate it.

Zhuo Bufan flew into Nankong Court with two punches. As for Hong Shengbao, his mind was blank for a long time.

"If you don't want to see him die on my fist, let's go together." Zhuo Bufan stood proudly on the Lijiang River and said.

"Originally, we didn't want to bully the small with the big, but your Excellency acted too arrogantly and killed the innocent. Today I will punish the evil spirits for our door." A voice resounded across the mountains and suddenly a blade of about three feet long cut through. In the sky, a screaming sound came from across the sky.

Zhuo Bufan raised his head and gave a sneer punch, fisted at the knife mang, the knife mang with Ling Yu's killing air, as if it could cut the air, but was shattered by Zhuo Bufan's fist and dissipated in one blow. In the air, an explosive gas ring spread out.

An old man wearing a black Tang suit and holding a long sword floated down, stepping on the water without a trace, standing beside the Nankong Court.

"Under Baili Butcher, if you catch Zhuo Bufan today, we think that your cultivation is not easy, and you can spare your life." Baili Butcher held his long sword, which was about three feet long, the blade shivering with cold light, faintly trembling. There was a buzzing sound, and the murderous intent was raging.

"Since you guys are willing to help Ruan family kill me, they have reached the point where they are today, are they still negotiating?" Zhuo Bufan said coldly.

At this moment, the last black figure came like a swallow swallowing water, standing in front of Nankong Ting and Baili Butcher, an old man, holding a mahogany sword in his hand, his eyes sharp as a sword.

"Shaoyou in Xia Qin." The black robe old man said.

"Qin Shaoyou, you are Master Mo's master?" Zhuo Bufan looked at him coldly. He extracted Master Mo's memory and naturally knew the old man in front of him.

Zhuo Bufan said, a shot of the void, a golden flame appeared in the void, and a reduced version of the figure in the flame was wailing and roaring in agony. This little figure was the soul of Master Mo, who was burned by the golden flame every day for the past few days. , Endure the pain of bone erosion.

"Master...Master, hurry up and save me..." Master Mo's soul saw Qin Shaoyou and asked for help.

When Qin Shaoyou saw Master Mo who was burned by the flames, his expression was still calm, as if he did not know him, and he said: "Master Zhuo, just an apprentice, you will die if you die. We cultivators have long seen through the seven emotions and six desires. It's not that he is still useful, I would have killed him long ago."

"Really?" Zhuo Bufan frowned.

When Master Mo heard Qin Shaoyou's words, a horrified expression appeared on his face. He wanted to speak, but Zhuo Bufan squeezed his palm, directly squeezing Master Mo's soul into air, his soul died away.

A faint smile still appeared on Qin Shaoyou’s face and said, “Master Zhuo, you and I are all magicians. It’s not easy to cultivate. It’s not easy to pursue the path of the illusory fairy. If you are willing to share the secrets and inheritance you got with us, today We can write off all things."

"Oh? Are you not afraid that the Ruan family will retaliate against you?" Zhuo Bufan asked with a sneer.

Qin Shaoyou said, "Master Zhuo, these mundane people are like monkeys when we are like you and me. What we are after is the great road and stepping into the fairy road. What is the Ruan family?"

"You’re right, but you sent someone to hurt someone close to me. It’s your order for Qiu Jinse to be arrested by your apprentice in the villa and tortured, right, in this case, there’s nothing to talk about. It’s not you who fell today, it’s me that is extraordinary. The battle died here."

Zhuo Bufan stood proudly and said eagerly.

"Are you really going to die?" Baili and his wife stared wide-eyed, murderously.

"Friends of Taoism, why is this necessary? For some mundane things, fighting to disappear." Nan Kongting shook his head regretfully.