Chapter 1781: Miss Meng Family

"The disciples of the Seven Sects who are known as the thousand-year genius are not counted. I naturally know you." The young man slowly said, "My name is Duanmu Jinglin, and I am also a disciple of the Seven Sects."

Hearing what the other party said, Zhuo Bufan's eyes flickered slightly, and he had obviously heard the name.

Among the seven sects, there are ten most famous geniuses. Among them, Lin Wuya ranks seventh and has been defeated by Daojun, while Duanmu Jinglin is the highest-ranked existence among the ten name disciples. Rumor has it that he has obtained the qualification of inner disciple. I just wanted to stay at the outer door for three full years before he didn't enter the inner door.

Zhuo Bufan had never seen Duanmu Jinglin, but he had heard the name from many people at the same door, but he didn't expect that Duanmu Jinglin was actually the youngest of Duanmu's family in Dayan City.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Duanmu." Zhuo Bufan arched his hands, but his expression was a bit solemn.

Because, judging from the aura radiating from Duanmu Jinglin's body, the opponent has already reached the elementary cultivation base of the Star Lake level. It is necessary to know that there are very few disciples in the Seven Sects who can achieve this cultivation base.

Moreover, the aura of Duanmu Jinglin is obviously stronger than that of the Huatong man. Although both of them are of Xinghu-level elementary cultivation base, their fighting ability is estimated to be not on the same level. The Huatong man only has to meet Duanmu Jinglin. Part of the head in a different place.

Genius disciples like them all have the means to challenge higher levels and even kill enemies at a higher level. Therefore, from Duanmu Jinglin's body, Zhuo Bufan faintly felt a dangerous aura.

"For the sake of everyone being a seven-sect, I won't kill you today, but if you hurt my Duanmu family, you have to give me an explanation today." Duanmu Jinglin looked at Zhuo Bufan with a faint look. There was a hint of pride in it.

"statement?"

Zhuo Bufan frowned, "I don't know what Brother Duanmu wants to say?"

"Kneel down to apologize to the Duanmu family, and offer your magic weapon with both hands!" Duanmu Jinglin said slowly, as if to say something trivial.

However, this kind of words has already caused the cloaked monks on the street to change their expressions and take a breath.

Kneeling down and kowtow to apologize, his reputation is ruined, and it will even leave a devilish heart in his heart, which will affect his future cultivation path.

Then he offered his own magic weapon, undoubtedly letting himself break his arms.

After hearing Duanmu Jinglin's request, Zhuo Bufan twisted his sword eyebrows together, and suddenly a powerful wave of true essence burst out of his body, clenching his steel teeth, naturally, he would not agree to such a request.

Duanmu Jinglin also understood that he would not agree, saying this was undoubtedly to anger Zhuo Bufan, and then took the opportunity to teach him severely.

"Brother Duanmu, I'm afraid I can't agree to your request. You can kill but not humiliate. If you want to fight, then I will fight." Zhuo Bufan stared at the former with scorching eyes, his body was full of rich true essence, a biting to the bone The chill radiated from his body, so that those with a lower cultivation base not far away could not help mentioning True Qi to resist the chill.

"Junior Brother Zhuo, I have given you the opportunity. Since you don't want to admit your mistakes, don't blame me for shooting at the same door." Duanmu Jinglin narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a sharp light flashing between his eyes.

At the same time, the surging true essence of Duanmu Jinglin's body also became ferocious, with a surging aura like a flood.

In terms of strength, Zhuo Bufan is really not Duanmu Jinglin's opponent, after all, Duanmu Jinglin is not Huatong and his ilk, although both are Xinghu-level elementary, but the strength is far stronger than Huatong men.

"Broken Yuan Palm!"

In the palm of Duanmu Jinglin, solidified true essence was condensed, and the surrounding true essence seemed to solidify in an instant. Suddenly, it bombarded Zhuo Bufan.

At the same time, Zhuo Bufan also exploded with True Essence, a layer of frost power was condensed in his right palm, and he blasted away at the surging palm prints.

The two palm prints collided together in the air, and at the point of impact, a flood of energy spread away, sending a few unlucky guys nearby.

Zhuo Bufan’s soles of feet rubbed the ground and pulled out two traces of tens of meters long. The soles of the soles plowed the bluestone ground into two deep gullies. On the other hand, Duanmu Jinglin only moved the soles of the feet a little bit. The gap between the two is clear at a glance.

"What a strong true essence, I don't know how many times stronger than Huatong, he deserves to be the top genius of the seven sects." Zhuo Bufan was secretly shocked in his heart, and hurriedly ran the exercises to calm the chaos caused by the impact.

"It's not bad to be able to hold my palm and stand firm." Duanmu Jinglin's eyes also had a hint of surprise passing by. It was only a momentary fight, but he felt that there was a very coldness in Zhuo Bufan's True Essence. The cold air caused him to converge a bit of his true essence to dissolve this cold air.

His own cultivation level is a big level higher than Zhuo Bufan, and he is the top genius ranked first among the seven sects, but he actually failed to make Zhuo Bufan fly upside down and vomit blood, which made Duanmu Jinglin's eye pupils become more and more serious. cold.

For him, this result is a humiliation.

"Really? Brother Duanmu is very confident!" Zhuo Bufan gritted his steel teeth, his expression was slightly solemn, if he really had to fight, he would definitely not be Duanmu Jinglin's opponent.

"It was just a test just now. Now I will let you learn about my true strength and let you know the consequences of offending the people of Duanmu's family." Duanmu Jinglin's eyes flashed, and the figure suddenly rushed out, this time The power of the true essence skyrocketed again, making Dezhuo Bufan's eyes widen.

At this moment, a soft drink suddenly sounded between the two.

"The eldest son of the Duanmu family will only bully opponents who are weaker than him here?"

Hearing this voice, the figure rushing over from Duanmu Jinglin suddenly slowed down, and the crazily surging true essence on his body also calmed down.

Zhuo Bufan was also stunned, and immediately saw that there was a figure standing beside them, with long black hair like satin, wearing a tutu skirt, but a woman with a stunning appearance. The aloof temperament on his body made the eyes of many young people on both sides of the street sparkle with strange spirits.

"Miss Meng." Duanmu Jinglin saw this figure, his eyes also showed a pleasant surprise, and a gentle smile appeared on his face, which was in sharp contrast with the sharpness of the previous one, and his pupils stretched out. A little bit of strange brilliance emerged.

Zhuo Bufan's face was also a little stiff, the woman in front of him was not someone else, it was Meng Qingge, but after entering the Seven Gates, Meng Qingge seemed to have entered the inner gate, and the two had no chance to meet.

"Zhuo Bufan is my friend. Can Young Master Duanmu give me a face? I think this should be just a misunderstanding." Meng Qingge Yu Guang looked at Zhuo Bufan, and immediately stared at Duanmu Jinglin again and said softly.

"Miss Meng's friend?" Duanmu Jinglin frowned slightly, "I must give Miss Meng's face, this time it's a misunderstanding."

Meng Qingge turned his head to look at Zhuo Bufan and said, "Hurry up and come back with me?"

Zhuo Bufan sighed in his heart. It seems that he can't hide this time. He immediately glanced at Duanmu Jinglin. While he looked at the other party, the other party was also looking at him, two sharp gazes in the air. Silent collision.

Soon, in the eyes of Duanmu Jinglin, watching Meng Qingge and Zhuo Bufan drift away and disappear at the end of the street.