Chapter 3927 Killing Wave Fire

"Let you go back?" King Jinpeng sneered: "Since you have arrived at my site, how could I easily let you go back."

Long Geyue's pretty face changed color, and her willow eyebrows were erected, "King Jinpeng, my husband is a disciple of Ziwei Palace, and even a true disciple under the seat of Taoist Ancestor. You are under house arrest, even if you are not afraid?"

"Afraid?" King Jinpeng laughed, dismissively said: "Of course I will give the face of Ziwei Palace and Daozu, but Zhuo Bufan, if he dares to come here, I will personally teach him, what does he have? Can you save you?"

On Wuliang Mountain, King Jinpeng had had some holidays with Zhuo Bufan, but now that he has captured Zhuo Bufan's wife, how could King Jinpeng easily let Long Geyue go.

Of course, if Zhuo Bufan went to ask Daozu for help, he would definitely let Long Geyue go, but in this way, Ziwei Palace would lose face.

Long Geyue clenched his fists tightly. He knew the strength of King Jinpeng. In the court, King Jinpeng was a newly emerging immortal powerhouse, with tyrannical strength and a monstrous background. He basically walked sideways in the court, and no one dared to provoke him.

Because of this, Long Geyue was unwilling to bring troubles and troubles to Zhuo Bufan, so she concealed that she was under house arrest by King Jinpeng.

But looking at the current situation, King Jinpeng didn't plan to let her go, but wanted to use him to force Zhuo Bufan to show up.

"I know you didn't inform Zhuo Bufan about my house arrest, but I will send someone to notify him. I don't know if Ziwei Palace, who was once famous in the Three Realms, has the guts to come to me to get my wife back."

"Or, stay in Ziwei Palace and be a tortoise with a shrunken head."

As he said, the corner of King Jinpeng's mouth set off a sneer arc.

Above the Bohuo mansion, the void is distorted. Two figures appear, a man and a woman, the man with black hair and black clothes, his face is cold, and his murderous intent surges, causing the surrounding space to be distorted. The woman is dressed in a white dress, which outlines a graceful and gentle figure. , The temperament is frosty.

"This is Bo Huo's mansion?" Zhuo Bufan's eyes surged and punched out.

The powerful divine power was condensed into fist marks, and with a punch, the entire mansion building collapsed, broken stones and wood pieces scattered, and smoke rose.

This kind of vibration instantly caused countless practitioners in the Quartet to shake. Judging from the power of the shot, the person who did it was at least the immortal realm powerhouse.

Whoosh whoosh...

The mansion collapsed, and dozens of practitioners rushed up to surround Zhuo Bufan and Ye Ziqin, with a look of jealousy on their faces.

Bo Huo sensed Zhuo Bufan’s aura for the first time, and he jumped up and saw Zhuo Bufan and Ye Ziqin. Without changing his face, he said, "I don’t know that Daoist Zhuo came to me suddenly and destroyed my mansion. , What is it?"

"You really don't know why I came to you?" Zhuo Bufan sneered, his divine power turned into a giant palm, like a squeezing chicken ‘holding’ a wave of fire.

After all, Bo Huo is just a master of the realm, facing immortal power such as Zhuo Bufan, there is no backhand power at all.

Facing Zhuo Bufan’s imprisonment, Bo Huo felt that his divine power was completely suppressed, and he could not resist at all. There was a trace of fear and anger on his face, "Daoist Zhuo, although you are an immortal powerhouse and a disciple of Ziwei Palace, but here is The turf of the God's Court cannot tolerate your mess!"

"Shen Ting's site?" Zhuo Bufan smiled coldly, his divine power surged.

Powerful divine power poured into Bo Huo's body, Bo Huo couldn't bear the divine power of the immortal realm powerhouse at all, and his body instantly collapsed, leaving only a group of translucent souls.

The faces of the surrounding cultivators were shocked, and they were dumbfounded. They had no idea that Zhuo Bufan would dare to kill Bo Huo when he arrived at the territory controlled by the gods.

Of course, Bo Huo has already condensed the kingdom of God, even if Zhuo Bufan kills him, Bo Huo can be reborn, and he can't just lose some cultivation bases and magic weapons.

"Zhuo Bufan, do you dare to kill me?" Bo Huo finally tore off his fake face, his face showing anger.

"Bo Huo, you once killed God Lord Doye and wanted to **** his treasures. Unfortunately, I finally got the inheritance of God Lord Doye. You really know how to pretend, knowing that my two wives are investigating you secretly, and you are looking for someone to act with you. , I was almost fooled by you." Zhuo Bufan said indifferently.

Bo Huo sneered and said: "Zhuo Bufan, you forced me to do all this. With your current cultivation base, you don’t care about the cause and effect of Doye, but you just didn’t let me go, you have to investigate me... "

"Hehe, even if you catch me, I have already condensed the kingdom of God, and can be resurrected even if I die, haha...but you, your wife is with King Jinpeng, today you are going to lose face in the court of God." Bo Huo Laughed frantically.

Zhuo Bufan's sword eyebrows constricted, Bo Huo was right. If he used his strength to fight King Jinpeng five hundred years ago, he would definitely be humiliated and make Ziwei Palace lose face, but now it is different.

"When I clean up King Jinpeng, I will deal with you." Zhuo Bufan said coldly, and immediately condensed a seal to temporarily imprison Bohuo's soul.

The battle here naturally attracted the attention of countless cultivators. King Jinpeng and Long Geyue were standing in the garden not far away. They looked up and looked at the figures in the sky. It was Zhuo Bufan and others.

"Brother Fan!" Long Geyue bit her thin lip, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and a look of worry appeared in her eyes.

She knows Zhuo Bufan's character well, knowing that she is under house arrest by King Jinpeng, Zhuo Bufan will definitely come to rescue her, but this will also make Zhuo Bufan into trouble, after all, this is the territory of the gods.

"I thought I was looking for someone to inform him, but I didn't expect him to have the courage." King Jinpeng licked his lips, his eyes showed excitement.

Whoosh!

King Jinpeng took Long Geyue and got up and came directly to Zhuo Bufan.

"Brother Fan!" Long Geyue flew directly in front of Zhuo Bufan, with glittering tears in his eyes.

Zhuo Bufan grabbed her cheating Saixue's wrist, frowned slightly, and rebuked, "Something has happened, why don't you tell me the first time."

"Brother Fan, I..." Long Geyue stopped talking.

Zhuo Bufan sighed. She knew that Long Geyue was thinking about herself, and she didn't want to directly be an enemy of King Jinpeng, making herself embarrassed, and her tone softened, "Okay, I don't want to blame you, but I will encounter it later. Any danger, you should tell me the first time, after all, you are my wife."

Long Geyue nodded fiercely, "I see, Brother Fan."

"It should be enough for your husband and wife to retell the old, right?" King Jinpeng interrupted Zhuo Bufan's words at the moment, and a sharp arc appeared at the corner of his mouth. Bo Huo dominates the body and detains his soul. Do you know that Bo Huo is my subordinate, and you really don't give me any face."

Zhuo Bufan didn't change his face and looked directly at King Jinpeng, "King Jinpeng, you have my wife under house arrest. I haven't settled this account with you yet!"

"Settling accounts with me? You are what you are qualified to talk to me like this." King Jinpeng grunted, golden light surged from his body, and two golden wings spread out behind him. They were as brilliant as gold, bursting with light, which made people daunting.