Chapter 1864: One thousand eight hundred and sixty five defeated

One thousand eight hundred and sixty five defeated

Looking at Rong Xiaofeng's viper-like eyes, Zhuo Bufan sneered, "If you can't beat me, do you want to threaten me with the background?"

Han Xiaowen stepped forward and approached Zhuo Bufan's side, her eyebrows frowned, and she said in a low voice: "Master Zhuo, or give him some of the Law of Origin. Offending Rong Xiaofeng is not good for you. His father is the magic star's. The prince, has a high status in the Dayan Dynasty!"

"The prince and general Xiangning is kind. If he is not the son of the prince and has many cultivation resources, I think it is easy to clean up him." Zhuo Bufan said coldly.

Han Xiaowen's face changed slightly, and it was obvious that Zhuo Bufan didn't seem to buy the account of that magic star lord.

"Today he must be beaten to admit defeat." Zhuo Bufan said slowly, since he has offended many people anyway, he doesn't mind offending a little prince.

As soon as the voice fell, Zhuo Bufan's figure rushed away again, waving his fist, and slamming against Rong Xiaofeng's chest. The latter suddenly flew out like dried shrimps, his eyes burst and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Rong Xiaofeng flew upside down again, and broke several bucket-thick icicles on his back, before his figure stopped, and fell on the ice, embarrassed.

Ever since I was young when Darong Xiaofeng was beaten by someone like this, my heart was burning with anger, and my eyes were cracked. Today, I was beaten by a small Xinghu-level elementary cultivation guy in front of everyone.

The others were silent, and Duanmuyin's complexion was extremely ugly. Obviously, they didn't expect Zhuo Bufan's physical body to have such a powerful force, so that Rong Xiaofeng would not have any power to fight back.

"Acknowledge or not?" Zhuo Bufan asked with his eyes cold, looking at the falling Rong Xiaofeng on the ice.

"If you want me to admit defeat, you are not qualified enough, Zhuo Bufan's shame today, I will return it to you ten times, one hundred times in the future." Rong Xiaofeng clutched his chest, stood swayingly, his eyes were red. , Apparently already in a state of extreme anger.

"Really, since you don't want to admit defeat, then I will make you admit defeat."

Zhuo Bufan snorted coldly, and clenched his fists again. His body was comparable to a Xinghai-level elementary magic weapon. In the forbidden area, almost no one was his opponent.

At this moment, a figure suddenly landed, blocking Zhuo Bufan and Rong Xiaofeng. That figure was not someone else, it was Duan Mu Yin, the representative of the Xuanjie Sect.

Duan Muyin's face was tense, with a touch of solemnity, and he shouted: "Zhuo Bufan, Rong Shao is a genius disciple of Dayan Dynasty Academy, the son of the Demon Star King, don't you hurry up and apologize to Rong Shao."

Zhuo Bufan looked at the former coldly, with a touch of disdain on his face, and sneered: "Duanmuyin, you proposed the test, and now you want to stop me? Let me apologize to him?"

Duanmuyin is the grandson of the elder of the Xuanjiezong, and even the leader among the inner gates of the Xuanjiezong. He is also the leader among the disciples in this great ruin. Now Duanmuyin is obviously favoring Rongxiaofeng.

"If I was beaten to the ground by Rong Xiaofeng, I'm afraid Senior Brother Duanmu wouldn't even say a word?" Zhuo Bufan sneered, his eyes shone with cold light, "My Xuanjie Sect people were People insult Duanmu brother without saying a word, is this competition must be that Rong Xiaofeng wins Duanmu brother to be happy, or Duanmu brother is afraid of the identity of Rong Xiaofeng little lord, or Rong Xiaofeng gets the points of the original law fragments How about giving half to Senior Brother Duanmu?"

Hearing that, many Xuanjiezong disciples' expressions have changed slightly, and their gazes towards Duanmuyin have become extremely complicated. Everyone is not a fool, and it is obvious that Duanmuyin is deliberately favoring Rong Xiaofeng.

"Shut up, you are an outside disciple who is qualified to criticize me?" Duanmuyin's eyebrows clustered, his face almost dripping with gloom, his fists clenched slightly.

Zhuo Bufan stared at the former coldly, without any fear, "Today, whoever dares to stand in front of me, I will beat anyone. People stop and kill, and Buddha should destroy the Buddha!"

After all, Zhuo Bufan's soles fumbled, several ice cracks spread under his feet, and his figure rushed out.

"Zhuo Bufan, you are so courageous, you dare to do something to me, today I will train you, an outer disciple of the Profound Realm religion." Duan Muyin's expression changed, two cold glows shot in his eyes, and he immediately fisted at him. Zhuo Bufan blasted away.

"Sounding!"

Zhuo Bufan sneered with disdain.

Suddenly, the fierce wind of the two fist carriers slammed together, and a dull sound suddenly sounded. Immediately, Duan Muyin's body uncontrollably retreated a dozen steps, and his feet plunged into the ice. Stopping his figure, his face showed a touch of horror.

The moment the two fists touched, a fierce force poured into Duanmuyin's arm, making his entire arm almost torn apart, that kind of power was really terrifying.

"This guy, how can there be such a tyrannical physical strength!" Duan Muyin's complexion changed slightly, and his heart secretly surprised.

The right arm hanging on the right side of Duanmuyin trembled slightly, obviously still unable to consume the force of the impact just now.

Zhuo Bufan ignored him, rushed directly to Rong Xiaofeng's side, kicked Rong Xiaofeng's body, kicked the opponent out again, and even a crisp click sounded, and his ribs broke in two.

Rong Xiaofeng was sweating in pain, clenching his teeth, and staring at Zhuo Bufan with flames, but there was a hint of fear in the depth of his angry eyes.

"It's too late to admit defeat!" Zhuo Bufan said, kicking Rong Xiaofeng's body again.

Now, Rong Xiaofeng has no resistance, and was kicked out like a dead dog. Duanmuyin on the side saw this scene. Although he was uneasy, he hesitated for a while and finally did not speak. If he fights Zhuo Bufan now , I am afraid that his fate will not be much better than Rong Xiaofeng.

If his inner genius disciple, the grandson of Elder Duanmu was beaten by Zhuo Bufan and passed out, I am afraid that he would not be able to lift his head in the Xuanjie Sect in the future.

"I, I admit defeat!"

Rong Xiaofeng, who was lying on the ice, finally couldn't support the huge pain in his body, and when he saw Zhuo Bufan plundering away again, he hurriedly shouted.

Hearing that, Zhuo Bufan was not doing it, and at the same time, two disciples from Dayan Dynasty Academy immediately rushed to Rong Xiaofeng's side and helped him up.

"Zhuo Bufan, I have taken note of today's affairs by Rong Xiaofeng, and it will be a long time in Japan." Rong Xiaofeng left a sentence, turned around and prepared to leave, staying here, will only continue to lose face.

"Little Prince, have you forgotten what you said before the test? One hundred thousand soul coins shouldn't be a big sum for the little prince. Does the little prince want to break his promise?" Zhuo Bufan said indifferently.

The muscles on Rong Xiaofeng's face twitched twice, his face was so gloomy, he had to take out one hundred thousand soul coins if he was repaired, which was a huge loss.

"Take it!" Rong Xiaofeng threw a space ring directly.

"Zhuo Bufan, thank you little lord in advance." Zhuo Bufan grabbed the space ring, split his mouth and smiled, seeing this scene of Rong Xiaofeng almost vomiting blood, took a few entourages, and quickly left here.

"Now, I want this original law, who wants to oppose it?"

The extraordinary eyes were sharp from the people, slowly, and all the people who were brushed by his eyes were flashing. Even the honing peaks were unable to die, who dared to stand up to touch his nurtle. .