Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

The Hehuan Sect is worthy of being the powerful magic power in the Dragon Kingdom, and it can even refine fifth-rank offensive talismans.

It's just that Zhuo Bufan didn't know that this kind of talisman was very precious, and only Ning Ting was given four of them, and Ning Ting's heart was bleeding when he used these four talismans.

But as long as he kills Zhuo Bufan, not only will he become famous in the underground world, but he can even take away many treasures from Zhuo Bufan's body, obtain more advanced inheritance secrets, and make a steady profit.

In the live broadcast room, everyone saw the four blood swords in the sky dragging out long blood-colored light tails, and the bullet screens went crazy.

"I'm going, this is a fourth-grade talisman? And it's offensive, what a prodigal, I used four at once." A vest named Maoshan little Taoist priest shouted.

"The power of this kind of talisman, I am afraid that even Grandmaster Gang Jin will have a headache, right?"

"I guess Shadow Killer is going to GG!"

"Shadow Killer, come on!"

"Sell bamboo rats, one for two, three for four..."

Among all kinds of barrages flying across the sky, four bloody sword glows broke through the air with great power. Zhuo Bufan no longer had the shield of true energy on his body, and he had just punched Ning Zeyu again. Such a short time , coupled with the speed of the blood sword, he cannot avoid it.

A bloody sword hit Zhuo Bufan's chest, Zhuo Bufan stepped back directly, plowing two deep ravines under his feet.

Another bloody sword hit him, Zhuo Bufan continued to retreat. Finally, Zhuo Bufan pulled out his fist, and two golden mad dragons punched out from the fist, hitting behind the two leaping blood swords. Like a wave spreading out, everyone who was a hundred meters away was blown to the point of being unable to stand still

and.

"Bang bang bang!"

The two blood swords finally broke and collapsed inch by inch, and immediately turned into a ball of blood and dissipated between heaven and earth.

The entire mountainside with a radius of 50 meters was almost razed to the ground. Weeds, dead wood, and small trees were all blown to the ground by the strong air current, and only one person stood there.

"How is it possible that you are not dead?" Ning Ting's pupils widened, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Wei Zeyu and Wu Shao's eyes also widened, showing disbelief.

At this time, there were two holes in Zhuo Bufan's chest clothes, exposing the skin inside, as if there was a faint golden light flowing on the skin, the two blood swords just cut a shallow white mark on the skin, even No flesh was broken.

"Treasure body?" Young Master Wu's eyes lit up, staring at Zhuo Bufan, "It is rumored that there is a kind of secret technique, people use various medicinal materials and secret methods to soak their bodies since they were young, and when they grow up, they are not as good as swords and steel. , I didn't expect you to be in the body of a precious body!"

After finishing speaking, Young Master Wu licked his lips, "Young Master Ning, Young Master Wei, I want this precious body. I specialize in spiritual cultivation, and I just need a good body to help me go further."

Wei Zeyu narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "I heard that Shadow Killer has a sword, which is extremely sharp, and the sword is mine."

Ning Ting smiled and said, "I want the storage ring and secret method in his hand."

The three of them said one sentence, and directly divided Zhuo Bufan up, treating Zhuo Bufan as a fish to be slaughtered on the chopping board.

"One of you wants my precious body, the other wants my sword, and the other wants my secret method. It depends on whether you have the ability?" Zhuo Bufan said with a flick of his wrist, and after a white moonlight flashed, a three-foot sword Feng held it in his hand.

There are bursts of cold air on the icy sword edge, and there are thunder and lightning jumping on it, as if to show its strength.

Seeing the sword coming out, Wei Zeyu's eyes sparkled, as if he saw a celestial beauty, with a look of greed in his eyes.

Zhuo Bufan held the Ice Emperor Yujian and swung it down. A silver thread as thin as a cicada's wing floated away from Young Master Wu. Young Master Wu's avatar had been beheaded by Zhuo Bufan, and his strength was the weakest among the three.

But the Black Witch Cult is good at all kinds of weird spells and secret spells, which pose the greatest threat to Zhuo Bufan, so Zhuo Bufan was the first to kill the young master of the Black Witch Cult.

A terrified look appeared on Young Master Wu's face.

The thin silver thread seemed to come slowly but really fast, passed through the trees, flowers and plants, and arrived in front of Young Master Wu.

"Dare..." The old man standing next to Young Master Wu yelled loudly, and stood in front of Young Master Wu, holding a strange seal with both hands, and a black shield in front of him.

But the silver thread easily passed through the black shield like cutting tofu.

The old man of the Black Witch Cult turned pale with fright, and quickly backed away, and then his mouth was full of black mist, but no matter what he did, the silver thread still moved forward unstoppably.

The old man stretched out his hands. Some ancient and strange runes were tattooed on the skin on his arms and wrists. These runes suddenly emitted a gray light, and his hands turned into huge ferocious ghost heads with blue-faced fangs and opened his mouth wide towards the silver line. Bite away.

The trajectory of the silver line paused slightly, but the two ghost heads were also chopped into gray mist. The old man of the Black Witch Cult spat out a large mouthful of blood. It was the evil spirit and death energy he had condensed for decades to form a ghost head. Unexpectedly, even Zhuo Bufan's mighty sword could not stop it.

"Great Guardian!" Young Master Wu's face was full of horror.

"Young witch master, this guy is not easy to deal with!" the old man of the Black Witch Cult turned pale and said.

A cold light flashed in Zhuo Bufan's eyes, "Can you block my first strike, can you block my second and third strike?"

As soon as the words fell, the row of trees that had been brushed by the silver thread just now broke in half, and the incision was as smooth as a mirror.

As Zhuo Bufan said, he punched Fei Wei Zeyu with his fist, swayed Ning Teng with his sword, his figure was like the wind, and with his sword carrying the power of heaven and earth, he slashed at the old man and young witch of the Black Witch Cult.

"Shadow Killer, if you dare to kill me, the Great Protector of the Hehuan School, I will definitely cramp your skin and burn your soul for three years to torture you." Young Master Wu was startled and angry.

Zhuo Bufan ignored him at all, and with an indomitable momentum, a silver light slashed down, as if to cut the world in half, where the sword energy passed, every inch of land and vegetation froze into ice edges, pulling out A long ice track.

The old man of the Black Witch Cult had a serious face, spitting blood, and a thick gray mist emitted from his body, all of which gathered around his body, and his whole body was completely enveloped in dead air.

"With my blood, blood sacrifice!"

The old man of the Black Witch Cult shouted loudly, his eyes were red and bloodshot, and he wanted to fight Zhuo Bufan with all his might.

Suddenly all the gray aura on the old man gathered together, like a prehistoric Tyrannosaurus rex, charged towards Zhuo Bufan with an incomparably violent and strange aura.

"Cut it to me!" Zhuo Bufan yelled loudly, and the soul of the dragon fish in the Ice Emperor Yu Sword seemed to sense something, and let out a groan.

The silver sword light and the long dragon formed by the gray mist collided together, splitting the dragon's head, spine and tail. Immediately, the silver light flashed past the old man, and the old man turned into two halves from the middle, and his soul was cut off together. "Great Dharma Guardian!" Young Master Wu stared like copper bells, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and he said tremblingly, "Zhuo Bufan, my Black Witch Cult will never die with you!"