Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

"Zhuo Bufan?" Guan Yishuang called out when he saw him.

Zhuo Bufan looked at Shi Jian's injured hands, a icy chill flashed in his eyes, and a real cold light seemed to shoot out of his pupils, "You hurt my friend?"

"Oh, another one to die?" Feng Ren stroked his palms and smiled, he felt that Zhuo Bufan didn't have the power of a warrior or a superpower, he was just an ordinary person, maybe the young master of some big family, who had grown up since he was a child Only when the wind is going smoothly can I dare to speak to him in this tone.

"If you kill yourself, I can leave your whole body." Zhuo Bufan looked indifferent, as if looking at a corpse.

Feng Ren was stunned for a while, and then burst out laughing, as if he had heard a big joke, looking at Zhuo Bufan with cold eyes like a sharp blade, "You know, since I debuted, no one has ever said this to me talk."

Guan Yixue's pretty face was full of anger and fear, she didn't expect to meet such a strong person just after leaving the country.

Uncle Jiang is a master of spells that they met in the Guan family. Even her grandfather treats Uncle Jiang with some courtesy. Not this man's opponent, isn't this friend Xiaoshuang looking for death?

"You are not his opponent, don't go up and die." Uncle Jiang held his chest, a stream of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his face was pale.

He has long seen that Zhuo Bufan doesn't have any aura of a strong man, only his girlfriend Shi Jian is a master with great secret strength, who is a child of a martial arts family in China, an ordinary person facing an A-level strong man , Just like the gap between an ant and an elephant, it can be strangled to death at will.

Although Guan Yishuang has seen Zhuo Bufan draw a giant compound bow and hunt down the wild boar king in Pao Hushan, but Uncle Jiang is the biggest reliance of their Guan family, even Uncle Jiang is not the match of the long-haired man, Zhuo Bufan can do it ?

"Killing him is like slaughtering chickens and dogs." Zhuo Bufan put his hands in his pockets and said indifferently.

In the world of supernatural beings, there is actually a rumor that a B-level supernatural person can kill a grandmaster, but Zhuo Bufan knows that a true martial arts master is one who combines true energy, martial arts, spirit, and three bodies into one, so that he can drive martial arts with every move. Rhythm is a group of people who have really touched the threshold.

However, those with supernatural powers rely on the awakening of their natural talents, or the stimulation of transformation in the later stage, and have the ability to communicate with the world, but they have not been practically piled up one by one, like fragile building blocks, which can be pushed down when pushed.

Only A-level powerhouses awaken powerful talent, enough to be comparable to martial arts masters, and at the level of martial arts masters, catching the wind as a knife, walking on water, picking leaves and flying flowers, is not weak compared with supernatural beings .

Feng Ren's face was gloomy. Since his debut, even if he was defeated by his opponent and fled, no one dared to say that killing himself was like slaughtering chickens and dogs.

Today someone dared to say that killing him was like killing chickens and dogs.

Jumping silver arcs crackled in his palms, carrying energy that could destroy almost anything.

"Weakness, I will crush you to ashes." Feng Ren said, slashing across the air with one hand, and a silver lightning crossed a distance of several meters to Zhuo Bufan.

Guan Yixue, Guan Yishuang, Uncle Jiang and others all changed their faces, only Shi Jian looked at Zhuo Bufan firmly, she knew that Zhuo Bufan was an invincible existence.

When the silver lightning reached a foot in front of Zhuo Bufan, it suddenly seemed to hit an invisible barrier, and was canceled out immediately.

"Martial Dao Grandmaster, are you a Martial Dao Grandmaster?" Uncle Jiang widened his eyes, showing horror.

Martial arts masters are at the same level as Shufa Daoist, and masters cannot be humiliated. He even threatened Zhuo Bufan when he entered the hotel just now!

"Martial Dao Grandmaster, no wonder you have such a big tone." Feng Ren narrowed his eyes, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes, and suddenly the lightning arc on his palm dissipated, "Since you are a Martial Dao Grandmaster, I am also an A-level power user, You can't do anything to me, and I don't want to kill you, so let's forget about it."

Although Feng Ren assassinated my martial arts master, he almost died in that battle. He is not that stupid to risk his life to fight with the martial arts master for a woman.

Besides, although Guan Yishuang is beautiful, but the population of Long Kingdom is 1.3 billion, and there are hundreds of millions of women, there is definitely someone more beautiful than her.

After finishing speaking, Feng Ren glanced at Guan Yishuang, apparently disappointed, and prepared to leave the room.

"Who told you to go?" Suddenly a faint voice sounded.

The sharp edge that just took a step stopped in place, and the momentum on his body was getting higher and higher. Turning his head, there was a bone-chilling chill in his pupils, "I have already said that I have reconciled, don't think that you are invincible because you are a martial arts master, you really want to die endlessly?"

"You hurt my maid and then sent someone to kill me. I can't justify not killing you." Zhuo Bufan said calmly.

Feng Ren was stunned for a moment, his pupils constricted, "You are the martial arts master that the Ruan family asked us to assassinate by Feng Ren? Ghost Luo and the others all died in your hands? The Ruan family offered a billion dollars for your head."

Guan Yixue was already fascinated.

Martial arts master, the target of the Ruan family's assassination? Worth a billion?

Guan Yishuang covered her small mouth, unbelievable, the guy who hunted my wild boar king is a martial arts master, and his head is worth 1 billion?

"In this case, I can only kill you. After all, one billion can let me play for a long time." Feng Ren licked his lips, his eyes showed bloodlust.

"Unless you fight here unless you want to provoke the army of Egypt, go to the roof."

After Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, he turned around and took Shi Jian to the outside, while passing a trace of spiritual energy to Shi Jian, the wounds on her palm healed in a blink of an eye, as good as new, almost like white jade.

The area on the pavilion is about a thousand square meters wide, the wind is cold, and the moon is like a silver plate in the sky.

"Since you want to be immortal, I will fulfill you. It's not like I haven't killed a grandmaster before!" Fengren said, and immediately the palm of his hand condensed lightning, and a few branches of lightning pulled, shining like white light, penetrating the air and crossing several times. Ten meters, coming towards Zhuo Bufan.

"Wind Blade!"

Zhuo Bufan made a random move, and a wind blade appeared out of thin air, as transparent as water, with a screaming sound, it went towards him, instantly cut through the lightning, and slashed straight at the blade.

Seeing the wind blade approaching, the blade turned pale with fright, and had to give up the condensed lightning in his hand, and turned around to avoid the wind blade. The wind blade slashed on the solid concrete floor, drawing a deep mark several meters long .

He gave up condensing the lightning, and the electric snake that was already close at hand disappeared instantly without a trace.

"Are you also a supernatural person?" Feng Ren was taken aback. If the other party was a martial arts master and a supernatural person, he would not be his opponent at all.

"Fire."

Zhuo Bufan said calmly, dozens of fireballs solidified out of thin air, like falling meteorites, heading towards the blade.

"Thunder cover." Feng Ren gritted his teeth, paled in shock and quickly gathered the power of lightning, forming a protective cover to hide inside.

Dozens of fireballs hit it and sparks stirred, and the blade felt more and more difficult to support.

"Ice!"

Dozens of long swords solidified by ice and snow appeared out of nowhere, reflecting the moonlight, glowing with a cold luster, swishing like sword rain, and smashed on the thunder cover.