Chapter 1351 Yin-Yang Shenzong

The two of them wanted to escape.

"Two, it's too late."

Zhuo Bufan opened his right palm, and the two golden small swords in his palms exuded golden awns, floating above the palms like a model of a fairy sword.

Whizzing!

Rumble!

Two golden rays of light instantly hit the chests of the two of them, and the two of them flew upside down several tens of meters away, and their bodies hit a dozen tables on the side of the street. They immediately fell on the table beside Xue Wen and others, making a huge noise. .

Xue Wen, Ren Jing, and Su Yu looked intently, only to see two Sangguo men in casual clothes lying on the ground, vomiting blood in their mouths.

Uchi-sama Yoshihisa Yamamoto and the others also turned their heads at the same time, and immediately saw two injured Sangguo men lying on the street, and in the distance of that street, standing with a black-haired and black-eyed man with one hand on his back. juvenile.

"That guy?" Wu Zhiming's eyes condensed, revealing a look of shock.

"Shadow." Xue Wen's pretty face also showed shock.

Just now Zhuo Bufan should have gone to the bathroom, why did he show up there?

Seeing tempting fights on the street, they suddenly became chaotic, and fled to other places one after another.

"Your Excellency, both of us are members of the Yin-Yang Shenzong. I don't know where to offend your Excellency?"

The middle-aged man and young man who fell on the ground touched their toes, and the whole person floated backward like a piece of paper, staring at Zhuo Bufan with solemn eyes.

Both of them knew that Zhuo Bufan's strength was much higher than them, but the two were also very depressed, not knowing when they offended such a master!

Could it be...

The light of the two fell on Xue Wen. Does that guy know their idea of ??hitting Xue Wen?

"Yin and Yang Lost God Sect? I don't know what it is."

Zhuo Bufan slowly walked towards them, and with each step he fell, he was already ten meters away, and soon came in front of two Sangguo monk men.

"You..." The middle-aged man's complexion flushed, with blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, and his anger attacked his heart. He spouted a mouthful of blood again, and at the same time a little bit of his fingertips, he flew into the sky with a transparent breath.

"how so?"

The middle-aged man showed a look of astonishment. He had just used a technique that could notify the brothers of the same sect nearby, but when he flew into the air, he seemed to have encountered an obstacle and couldn't break through.

The middle-aged man and the young man looked at each other, knowing that Zhuo Bufan had set up a killing game beforehand, and even the formation enchantment had already been used, and he came with the heart to kill.

"Fight with him."

The middle-aged man roared, his hands condensed complex seals, more than a dozen black lights condensed in the air, turned into a meteor shower, and lased towards Zhuo Bufan, bringing a strong wind.

"You two are not strong enough!"

Zhuo Bufan's hand was imprinted, and a golden light shield appeared above, the golden light shield exuded golden light, and countless tadpole-like secret patterns swam on it, unbreakable.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

A wave of black light fell on the golden light shield, making a huge noise, but the golden light shield was as stable as a rock, without the slightest tremor.

The young monk took out two silver bracelets and magical instruments. The two bracelets were suspended in the air, soaring instantly, becoming the size of a grinding disc. One bracelet exudes fiery fire, and the other exudes a white chill.

"Ice and fire together!"

The young monk condensed the seal in his hand, urging the mana in his body, and controlled the two bracelets to squeeze towards Zhuo Bufan.

"Just relying on the strength of the two of you...too weak."

Zhuo Bufan shook his head lightly, divinely speaking: "Zhen Yuanzi, control the two of them."

"Yes, the second master."

Zhen Yuanzi's voice came in his mind.

Zhuo Bufan's Zhenyuan was shocked, and two powerful waves of air were like sharp arrows, throwing up a layer of dust and ash hitting the chests of the two Sangguo cultivators, and the two flew out again like broken kites.

At the same time, Zhen Yuanzi's soul turned into two streams and shot into the center of the two people's eyebrows, instantly sealing their souls.

There was a trace of confusion in the eyes of the two of them and they immediately regained their clarity.

"We can't beat him, run away quickly..."

"Offend us Yin and Yang Lost God Sect, you are dead..."

Each of them left a ruthless word and escaped by getting into a remote alley.

The whole leisurely street was in a mess. People ran and hid, Zhuo Bufan smiled satisfied and walked towards Xue Wen.

"Shadow, you..." Xue Wen was stunned, her chest rising and falling, making the perfect curve even more charming.

Yes it is.

Not only Xue Wen was shocked, Ren Jing and Su Yu also opened their mouths into an O shape, and their minds were blank.

"What's wrong with me, it's over for me to be your assistant, and we should part ways too." Zhuo Bufan smiled lightly.

After speaking, Zhuo Bufan turned his head, staring at Wu Zhiming with cold eyes, and said lightly: "Just now, I heard that you want to find someone to clean up my meal and help me move my bones?"

Wu Zhiming's face was blue and red, his Adam's apple squirmed, and he swallowed hard.

"Mr. Yamamoto..." Wu Zhiming Yu Guang looked at Yoshihisa Yamamoto.

Yakuza Yamamoto had already thrown away the sword at his waist, and fell on his knees with his five bodies on the ground, trembling all over, "My lord is forgiving... Your lord is forgiving..."

"Don't kill me, I was wrong..." Wu Zhiming was so frightened that all the kendo masters he had invited were kneeling on the ground, his face was pale, and he knelt on the ground with a pop.

Wu Zhiming didn't dare to stop at all, because of fear, a piece of crotch could not help being wet, emitting a disgusting and unpleasant smell.

He has already seen the extraordinary methods that he has just seen, but he is a real cultivator, a legendary super human, not a rich second generation who can offend him.

"Don't bully Xue Wen from now on." Zhuo Bufan left a sentence and turned and walked towards the opposite street.

"Shadow..." Xue Wen bit her lip and wanted to speak, but she still stood there silently, not knowing what she wanted to say, just feeling that everything was like a dream.

Although the world is now known as the rejuvenation of spiritual energy, it is no longer an important secret to have super humans, but seeing it with your own eyes and getting along for two days is still like a dream for ordinary people.

Ren Jing blinked her eyes, covered her mouth with her hands, and said after a long while: "Wenwen, your friend is a fairy!"

Su Yu's face showed all kinds of complex expressions, fear, fear, envy, jealousy... all kinds of expressions, he considered himself a social elite, but in front of the cultivator, he was like an ant.

Looking at the scene of the barbarians on the street, with a wave of your hand, you can destroy a house and step on the cracked floor. This is the real strength.

Yoshihisa Yamamoto almost jumped out of his heart. After feeling Zhuo Bufan's departure, he raised his head and glared at Wu Zhiming. "Idiot, I almost offended an expert. I'm going to challenge him to find death. He is even yin and yang. People of Shishi Shenzong dare to fight. This matter must be reported back to the master!"

At this time, Zhuo Bufan had already appeared in another street, and the two Sangguo cultivators were standing in front of him respectfully.

"Master!" The two looked as usual, bending over respectfully.