Chapter 1957: Battle of Luohong

However, the extremely violent hurricane turned all of Zhuo Bufan's clothes into dust, and the blood demon immediately turned into a dark black soft armor covering the whole body, like a **** of war.

"How could it be possible that he would survive the hurricane eclipse, he must have a treasure on his body!" the black-haired elder said in amazement.

"It seems that he can kill Qiuhao with a middle-level Xinghai-level cultivation level, and he does have a certain ability."

Luo Hong pursed his lips, but didn't speak. Zhuo Bufan's performance was indeed a bit surprising, but because of this, he couldn't hand over the mysterious statue, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze focused on Zhuo Bufan's body. A touch of solemnity.

Other spectators on the square were also surprised. Among these jerks, even the elementary powerhouses of the galaxy level must temporarily avoid the edge. Unexpectedly, Zhuo Bufan was caught in a hurricane and would be intact. This has greatly exceeded everyone's expectations. .

This is because Zhuo Bufan cultivated Beast Transformation, coupled with the perception of the Law of Thunder and the Law of Gold, so that his body has reached the level of a terrifying galaxy-level magic weapon.

Among the crowd, Zhou Xinyue's bright water eyes were young people who looked towards the sky with a fascinating color. The anxiety on his face was also reduced a lot, and there was a look of expectation.

"Elder Mu, it's time for you to be punched by me now!"

I squeezed Zhuo Bufan's palms into fists, and the majestic true essence whistled out in a flash, and a faint energy wave gradually formed in the air.

"Shadow kill, you want to kill the old man, you don't have the ability!" Elder Mu gritted his teeth. Today is a shame to him. He failed to kill Zhuo Bufan and was embarrassed in front of so many people. This anger has been covered up. Got some sanity.

As soon as the voice fell, Elder Mu stretched out his palm, his palm slowly condensed a little bit of luster, and in the palm of the palm, there was a small black hole, absorbing countless light spots, and then a palpitating energy burst out from the black hole, forming a Only a substantial huge palm print, bombarded towards Zhuo Bufan.

"Purple Shadow Sacred Fist!"

Zhuo Bufan's body exudes a faint purple luster, and then his figure moves, and a sonic boom resounds through the world along the way, overwhelming thorns... Then, a trail of purple afterimages remain in the world, surging through the heaven and earth.

A purple fist imprint blasted away suddenly, and the billowing vitality made the world pale.

At the moment when the purple fist print and the black palm print condensed by Elder Mu came into contact, a translucent wave of ripples swept away, and the whole world seemed to be plunged into a dead silence. The wave caused by the collision between the two caused the square to burst. A series of huge cracks.

The purple shadow fist hits the black palm print, the black palm print is like a piece of brittle jade, there are countless cracks suddenly appear, and then directly collapsed, almost without any blocking effect, and then the purple shadow fist print slammed on Elder Mu's body.

At this moment, Elder Mu’s body was like a broken kite, bursting out for kilometers, constantly spurting blood from his mouth, and exercising every inch of his meridian, and he was directly shattered along with his dantian... The vitality was quickly lost, and Zhuo Bufan was slapped to death. Up.

Everyone in the Lian Shen Pavilion was scared to death. Elder Mu was the strongest of the four elders. Unexpectedly, he had no alternative but to win Zhuo Bufan, but was slapped to death by Zhuo Bufan.

I am afraid that at the moment when Elder Mu died, he just remembered the meaning of the words Zhuo Bufan said in the box-don't regret what you did today.

Tens of thousands of people in the square also fell into a dead silence, no one thought that the guy who was not optimistic about them would kill Elder Mu.

In the crowd, Zhou Xinyue's beautiful eyes were shining brightly. Looking at the figure in the sky, she was slightly surprised and joyful. This time she didn't see the wrong person.

However, many people have discovered that the Purple Shadow Sacred Fist used by Zhuo Bufan is a martial art higher than the heavenly rank, and has just possessed that power, and many people have also seen a glowing color in their eyes. This is probably the legendary world-level martial arts, of course, this is just a guess, after all, how cherished the world-level martial arts, there are very few people who can meet it.

"Luo Hong, you dare to fight!"

Zhuo Bufan looked down at Luo Hong who was sitting on the wooden chair below, and said in a cold voice.

Heaven and earth fell into silence again, and now Zhuo Bufan killed Elder Mu and wanted to challenge Luo Hong, the master of the refining pavilion. It seemed that he really wanted to be the enemy of refining the pavilion.

The other three elders in the refining pavilion also looked at each other. This time the refining pavilion’s face was lost. A fellow of the Xinghai-level advanced cultivation level killed the elder Mu in the elementary realm of the galaxy level. This is undoubtedly the refining pavilion. He slapped his face hard.

Even Luo Hong, who had never put Zhuo Bufan in his eyes, applied his palm slightly, and the armrest burst into powder, and then slowly got up with his hand, his eyes were like electricity, staring at Zhuo Bufan, "Shadow kill, you killed me." Elder Mu of the Refining Pavilion, if I don’t kill you today to avenge Elder Mu, I’m afraid it will chill the hearts of everyone in the Refining Pavilion!"

"Don't just talk about it. If you want to kill me, use all your strength!"

Zhuo Bufan shouted coldly, with a hint of determination in his eyes. Facing a galaxy-level mid-level powerhouse, he did not dare to underestimate him. Although it was only a level difference, the gap was huge. Otherwise, Elder Mu worked so hard and couldn't enter the ranks of the middle class of galaxies.

What's more, Luo Hong can become the master of the refining pavilion, his own strength is even more unpredictable.

"Okay, I will complete you today!" Luo Hong's eyes burst into a cloud of forest cold light, his soles slammed into the ground, spider silk cracks under the soles of his feet, the figure has burst away, like a stream of light toward Zhuo Bufan Swept away.

"Little beast, I let you go in Uta Star that day. I didn't expect you to be so ignorant of current affairs. Today I will kill you by myself." Luo Hong's eyes were violent, his palms shot out, and his five fingers formed a hook. The fierce true essence is densely covered, forming a sharp true essence energy.

Zhuo Bufan’s whole body was mobilized, and his fist condensed his true essence. He slammed a punch directly at the former. The moment his fist met, a surging force poured into Zhuo Bufan’s body. Zhuo Bufan shocked his body and retreated.

At the same time, Luo Hong's figure exploded back for about a hundred meters, with a hint of surprise on his face. With his strength, he wanted to kill a fellow of the Xinghai-level high realm like squeezing an ant, but At the moment of contact, Luo Hong found that Zhuo Bufan's body was so tyrannical.

"Sure enough, you have some strength, but you must die today!" Luo Hong's eyes narrowed slightly, and the icy chill burst out of his body.

"Pavilion Master Luo, who will kill you, it's too late to decide now!"

Zhuo Bufan took a deep breath and slowly adjusted the true essence in his body. This kind of battle beyond two levels, especially the opponent is the pavilion master of the Lian Shen Pavilion. Zhuo Bufan did not dare to be careless, but the same, for this kind of battle. , His heart is also full of confidence and expectation...