Chapter 1948: come back

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At the gate of the palace, a slender figure slowly stepped into it, and Yin Ji, who closed her eyes, opened her eyes in surprise. Looking back, she saw a young man with a long sword carrying a long sword and flowing hair standing behind her.

"It's you?"

At the same time, the lustful color on Li Jing's face suddenly disappeared, turning to a solemn expression, with sharp chills in his eyes, staring at Zhuo Bufan closely, even revealing a shocking color.

He knew that Zhuo Bufan was swallowed by the dark space when he was fighting for the mysterious statue. In the past three years, he has also sent people to Uta Star, but he has never heard from Zhuo Bufan. Even the people in the refining pavilion think he is dead. Up.

Li Jing never expected that Zhuo Bufan would come out of a black hole, and Li Jing could clearly feel that the aura on Zhuo Bufan was much stronger than three years ago, and he had reached the Xinghai-level advanced realm.

"Shadow Kill, I didn't expect your life to be so big that you could still come out alive if you were swallowed up by the black hole." Li Jing gritted his teeth, the shame of three years ago is still vivid, and he can't wait to kill Zhuo Bufan with his own hands.

"You should be very happy to be able to come out alive, so you have a chance to kill me personally, don't you?" Zhuo Bufan walked slowly, with a smile on his face.

Hearing Zhuo Bufan's words, Li Jing's complexion changed slightly. Three years ago, he was not Zhuo Bufan's opponent. Now that Zhuo Bufan has stepped into the Xinghai-level high in three years, he is even more not Zhuo Bufan's opponent.

"Shadow Kill, don't be too early!" Li Jing squeezed his fist and personally avenged him for not having this strength yet.

At the same time, a powerful pressure came, and Zhuo Bufan narrowed his eyes slightly. This was the pressure of a galaxy-level powerhouse, a galaxy-level junior powerhouse. At the same time, a dark shadow stormed into the palace. .

"Tu Zhu, kill him." Li Jing's face showed a hideous look.

Zhuo Bufan also saw the figure entering the palace. He was tall and about three meters tall. The muscles on his body bulged like pieces of steel bars, and his body exuded an extremely terrifying aura. There was a strange purple symbol on the center of his eyebrows, but But he can't feel any breath of life in him.

"This is a puppet controlled by Li Jing..." Yin Ji frowned and reminded.

Rumble!

Tu Zhu heard Li Jing's order, and immediately rushed out, carrying a strong wind towards Zhuo Bufan, and then fell down with a punch.

When Zhuo Bufan saw this, he was single behind his back and stretched out a palm of his hand. The palm of his hand suddenly became covered with a layer of golden light. The fists and palms collided, the sound of gold and iron echoed, and the diffused energy breath immediately destroyed the entire palace. Become a fan.

Whizzing!

The two figures swept into the sky. If they fight here, the aftermath will probably affect the silver tribe.

At this time, many members of the silver tribe had already discovered the familiar figure in the sky, together with the silver clan chief, the silver python, the patriarch of the Qingjia tribe and the Diyi tribe, also appeared at the same time. They raised their heads with shock in their eyes. The color, looking at the slender figure in the sky.

"It is our silver benefactor who has returned..."

"Our silver race is saved..."

The hope of countless clansmen fell on Zhuo Bufan's body, Yin Ji also squeezed her palms, a pair of beautiful silver eyes looked towards the sky, praying silently in her heart.

"Purple Shadow Sacred Fist!"

Zhuo Bufan didn't talk nonsense. His figure left a purple arc in the sky, and he slammed at Tuzhu. This guy had already lost his life, but there was still the breath and power of a galaxy-level power in his body, and he was also a man. The name of Wu Xiu, the flesh is unbeatable.

"Shadow Kill, this time you are dead!" Li Jing's mouth raised a cruel smile. Although Qiu Holm is a galaxy-level powerhouse, he has been in the galaxy-level for less than a hundred years. In terms of real combat power, it is not comparable to Tuzhu. .

And this is a puppet, without any fear, and not afraid of pain at all. It is a real humanoid killer.

Rumble!

The sound of explosions in the sky rolls like thunder, Zhuo Bufan’s body is comparable to a galaxy-level elementary treasure, and his physical body is far more powerful than Tuzhu. After a few punches, the opponent’s figure bursts back, but the same puppet Without any pain or fear, Yan Buwei died towards Zhuo Bufan.

"Seventh punch!" Zhuo Bufan's golden fist hit Tu Zhu's chest fiercely again, and the latter suddenly flew out, and then stood in the air, no longer moving.

Seeing this, Li Jing faintly felt a bad feeling in his heart, and immediately condensed the seal in his hand, "Tu Zhu, kill him for me."

Slaughter is like a human machine, without a soul. Zhuo Bufan must break his body if he wants to kill the opponent. However, the body of a galaxy-level martial artist is so powerful, not to mention that he has been trained as a puppet and injected a lot of strange metals. And with a touch of resilience, it greatly weakened the attack power.

But at this moment, no matter how Li Jing condensed the seal, Tu Zhu remained motionless, and he could not even feel the connection with Tu Zhu.

"What's the matter?" Li Jing's forehead was sweating coldly. To release his connection with Tu Zhu, he had to break the Nether Rune, but they should be the only one who mastered the Nether Rune.

At this moment, a crack appeared on Tu Zhu's body, a beam of golden light shot out, and then cracks continued to occur, golden light burst away, and finally Tu Zhu's entire body turned into countless fragments.

During the battle just now, Zhuo Bufan used the'exotic demon pattern behind him' to directly break the seal of the underworld pattern on Tu Zhu's body, otherwise he would not be able to crush the former so easily.

At the moment when the casting was broken, Li Jing's face was pale, and suddenly that room turned into a stream of light and fled towards the distance. He knew in his heart that he would definitely kill him with his extraordinary character, and he didn't even care that he was the son of Li Ling. .

"Cold light!"

Zhuo Bufan drew out the Ice Emperor Rain Sword and slashed out a dazzling sword light in the direction of Li Jing's escape. The sword light jumped three thousand li, carrying endless fierce chill.

"No, you can't kill me!" Li Ling's face was savage, and his true essence roared out, offering a few purple talismans. The talisman automatically made a protective mask, but under the fierce sword light, it finally shattered. With unmatched momentum, Li Jing was directly divided into two, the sharp sword light entered the body, and the soul was directly strangled.

Li Jing is dead!

Seeing this, the clansmen of the Silver, Qingjia, and Diyi tribes on the ground burst into strong cheers again, while the Jinlin tribe's complexion changed drastically, panicking and starting to flee...

The silver python gave an order, and the silver clan guards, the Qingjia clan guards, and the Diyi clan guards began to chase the Jinlin clan...

Zhuo Bufan received Li Jing's space ring in his hand, then glanced at Yin Ji below, and said lightly: "I said, from now on, I will protect the Silver Clan, and no one can bully the Silver Clan."

Hearing this, Yin Ji covered her lips, and silver tears slowly overflowed from the corner of her eyes, and finally slid down her cheeks.

Zhuo Bufan didn't stay in the slightest, and flew directly into an aircraft, ready to go to Timberwolf...The Pavilion of Refining God.