number one leader

Chapter 239

"court death."

"How brave!"

When these words were uttered, the church members were furious and furious, and several people nearby roared and slashed with their knives. Yan Bufan was fearless, and there was a dragon chant, and the long sword turned into a rainbow and leaped out, and the sword energy broke Turning and tumbling, like the waves of the Yellow River, those people were the first to bear the brunt, their clothes were torn by the sword energy, and they all flew upside down.

"Kill! Don't allow others to underestimate the heroes of my god sect!" The old man Wuji roared, and the old man Wuxin's robe puffed up, and at the same time flew towards him with a strong evil spirit.

At that time, the scene was chaotic for a while, with roaring and slashing sounds, and in an instant, this happy wedding banquet suddenly turned into a fighting field.

Master Li was stunned, looking at the fight in front of him with some horror, the congregation attacked from all directions, but Yan Bufan was like a boulder in the tide, just standing still, the long sword in his hand turned and stabbed like a dragon, on the contrary The opponent seemed aggressive, but in reality he didn't even touch his clothes.

"Sir, sir." Where did Mr. Li care about these Jianghu people beating their lives to death? He came to his senses and went to find the middle-aged man, but the crowd was turbulent and the scene was chaotic.

"How about my son!" Master Li shouted loudly, but was drowned in the shouts of killing.

The Wuxin and Wuji two jumped forward like big rocs, with a roar, one shot down from top to bottom, while the other made a sudden attack to attract Yan Bufan's attention.

The two of them are so old, they have known each other for dozens of years, and they have a lot of exchanges on weekdays, so they cooperate at first glance, it is ingenious and flawless.Furthermore, both of them are people with profound internal strength, and they have some knowledge in their martial arts, and at the same time, they are majestic and majestic even when they attack with all their strength.

"Good come!"

Yan Bufan laughed loudly, but he didn't care about the fierce aura, his eyes were full of excitement.

He circulated his internal energy all over his body, and the long sword in his hand drew back the sword energy, and it seemed that there was blue gang energy attached to it. When it erupted, the old man Wuji was blown away with his sword, leaving a sharp sword mark on his chest, and pieces of mottled clothes splashed with blood.

Facing the Wuxin old man who was slapped from top to bottom, Yan Bufan directly raised his hand, and the surrounding atmosphere became thicker.The latter was shocked to find that his own internal force of decades was hard to resist, and the opponent's energy was raging and violent, like the Yellow River rushing into the sea, and his own internal force involuntarily went back.

Backtracking of internal force is naturally not a small matter, it can easily damage the meridian, and it can pour back into the dantian if it is serious.

The old man Wuxin's face was terrified, he didn't dare to probe any more after taking over the hand, he already wanted to retreat in his heart, he was jumping back with the help of Yan Bufan's inner strength.

But who is his opponent? As a well-known figure in today's martial arts, how can he think about it with common sense?

The opponent pulled away, how could Yan Bufan be willing, just squinted his eyes, moved the sole of his foot, flipped one hand, and was grabbing the sleeve of the old man Wuxin.This hand seemed to be like a flower in the sleeve, five fingers grabbed his arm, it was like a pair of pincers clamping his arm, so that no one could escape.And the other free hand held a sword flower, just about to turn back and forth towards his head.

"Yeah"

The old guy yelled indiscriminately. When he was in a crisis, his stature suddenly became shorter by a few inches, and even his arms were the same. Taking this opportunity, he looked a little wide from there. Slipping out of the sleeve robe, he jumped back again and again, looking at Yan Bufan with some horror.

His eyes were a little suspicious, and he said softly "Hey!", Yan Bufan shook his hands and threw away his robe, turned to look at the two old guys, and suddenly said: "So it's you two. What kind of careless, careless old man happened."

Wuxin and Wuji both looked solemn and did not speak a word.

"Earth is a hundred hands, your skill of shrinking bones and softening bones is really extraordinary. Who would have thought that one of the six thieves of the previous generation lived in a remote sect, but it is really unexpected."

The old man Wuxin's face twitched, his eyes never left Yan Bufan, and he moved slowly to gather strength.

"Thinking about it, you should have some background." Yan Bufan smiled and looked at the old man Wuji, "Would you like to make it clear? Maybe I will let you know, who is the person who died under my sword today?"

"Hmph!" The old man Wuji snorted coldly, but in the end he still reported himself:

"I'm picking leaves from Xiaqiaomu. Your Excellency is indeed a man of no vain under a prestigious reputation."

"It's a coincidence. The six thieves of the previous generation were divided into gold, wood, water, fire, earth and a leader of the five elements. The six of you disappeared in the rivers and lakes at the same time. I never thought that I would meet here today." Yan Bufan thought again and again, and suddenly said : "I'm afraid that not all six people have joined the Laoshizi Sanji religion?"

The faces of the two of them were not very good-looking, the old man Wuji snorted, his thin face was full of gloomy.

"Talented people come out from generation to generation in the rivers and lakes, and a new generation replaces the old ones."

The old man Wuji's internal energy is surging, his breath is long, his body is slowly elongated like a jelly candy, he is standing tall and short with the old man Wuxin, which is particularly eye-catching.But at the same time as his figure was taller, he still had that imposing manner, which also rose accordingly. When the old eyes opened, there was a flash of Yeye's brilliance.

"Stop making noise, come again!"

He was tall and thin, nearly three meters tall, stepped forward with one step, and with a swing of his long arms, his iron palms created countless waves in the void, and moved towards Yan Bufan with a bang.

"The rumors in the rivers and lakes are indeed true." Yan Bufan retreated instead of advancing, and let out a long cry of the long sword in his hand.

"Walking in the rivers and lakes, I heard that there are many strange things about the gathering of the spirits of heaven and earth in Suzhou. There are also giants in the Wuwei area of ​​Suzhou, but I have never seen them. I am very sorry. Today, I saw what happened to my predecessors. It’s also a worthwhile trip.”

The old man Wuji narrowed his eyes slightly, and his heart was even more murderous. As expected of Yan Bufan, who was well-informed, he could tell his origin at a glance.

His face was livid, and he waved his long arms in a mighty wind, only staring at Yan Bufan's up three-way shot; but Wu Xin was short and tall, so he went to find Yan Bufan's down three-way move.

The three fight together, Yan Bufan fights one against two, and a group of members of the Sanji sect come up to harass him from time to time, but they still open and close, and their sword energy shoots out, and for a while they firmly suppress the opponent.

Xuanzi asked in a low voice, "When will we intervene?"

"Intervene?" Mingzi was a little stunned, "Why do you want to intervene?"

This majestic rhetorical question really confused Xuanzi, they both belong to the divine sect, so naturally they can't just stand by and watch.
"Just let those two old guys and the one surnamed Yan fight to death, and we'll just sit and watch." The old god Mingzi said: "If those two old guys are not low, they will die under the surname Under Yan's sword, let's see how he compares with our Luyuan Fifth Master; and if they really kill Yan Bufan, wouldn't it be great for the two of us to reap the benefits?"

"However, it's really difficult to see the appearance of the two old guys. They have even lifted their cards, but the one surnamed Yan is still calm. It's really scary."

"In other words, if the Wuxin old man is really from the Wuwei giant clan in Suzhou, and he heard that there are treasures hidden there, he really doesn't know the truth."

The energy was like wind, and the sword energy was like a sword. During the bursts and collisions, some remnants flew around, and some members of the Sanji sect with meager skills fell into a disaster without any reason.

The three of them played happily in the arena, the second son Xuanming over there watched happily, Xian Shilang also ate quickly here, and the old diner wanted to comment, but the person sitting next to him really didn't have a good eye. He knocked and knocked on the table, but the latter simply ignored him, even without lifting his eyelids.

The latter was out of breath, looked left and right, and then landed on the stool under his buttocks, stood up and took the stool in his hand, and knocked Xian Shilang unconscious, half of his head fell on a monkey's head.

"Don't respect the old, but also snatch food, you deserve it!"

With a bah, the old diner calmly sat down and ate peanuts. Xuanzi happened to be stunned in the distance. He smiled, pointed at the latter, and made a gesture with his eyes closed.

Xuanzi froze for a moment, turned his head to look in the direction he pointed, and there was a golden light enlarging rapidly in his pupils.

(End of this chapter)