Zhu Bufan was still not at ease, and carefully walked to Zhu Wu's body, looking at Zhu Wu's chest, which was still a little undulating, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, his fists clenched again, and he was ready to smash down with a punch aimed at Zhu Wu's head.

"Junior, how dare you?"

At this moment, a soft whistle was accompanied by the voice of an angry man, and then, a man in his thirties appeared in Zhu Bufan's eyes, and his appearance was actually five points similar to Zhu Wu. It was Zhu Wu's biological father, Zhu Xing, and his martial arts cultivation had reached the early stage of the eighth order.

"Why wouldn't I dare?"

How could Zhu Bufan be a person who gave up so easily, his fist smashed down blatantly, with a click, and suddenly blood flashed and his brain burst out, Zhu Wu's head was as if it had been smashed by a heavy hammer, and it directly became a rotten watermelon.

"You...... Yes...... Xiao Wu ......"

Seeing Zhu Bufan completely kill Zhu Wu in front of him, Zhu Xing was stunned in surprise, big tears suddenly rolled down from his eyes, and the muscles of his whole body were already extremely sad and twitching rapidly.

Zhu Wu, but his only son!

However, he is also accustomed to seeing life and death, and after grief, he is full of strong killing intent, and after only one meal, he returned to the previous terrifying calm state, as if Zhu Wu, who was killed, had nothing to do with him.

"Zhu Bufan, I have to say that I admire your courage and wit, before, it seems that our entire Zhu family seems to have underestimated you a little!"

Zhu Xing's eyes looked very calm, but his pupils were red as if they were congested, "I want to crush your body inch by inch, and use your helpless wail to pay tribute to Xiao Wu's spirit in the sky!"

As the words fell, Zhu Xing raised his palm, and Zhu Wei's air seemed to condense in an instant, and at the same time, a light red halo emanated from his palm that gradually turned red.

"Agni!"

Zhu Bufan naturally knew this kind of exercise, and it was one of the better fire attribute exercises, and he was at the same level as his Ice Technique.

The exercises of cultivation are generally divided into three to nine grades, and the average person who cultivates is the low-level exercises of one to three grades, and only some children of the family and the cultivation sect have the medium-level exercises of the four to nine grades, and the high-level exercises above the seven grades only exist in legends, and it seems that they do not exist at all.

As the concubine of the Zhu family, Zhu Bufan naturally cultivates medium exercises if he wants to cultivate, but his position in the Zhu family is embarrassing, and being able to cultivate the four-grade exercises of the Cold Ice Technique is already a very face-saving thing, as for the better ones, there is no need to think about it.

In the Zhu family, only the descendants of the descendants who have obtained permission are allowed to practice the Five Rank Gong Method, and such figures are only a handful among the tens of thousands of people in the Zhu family.

"What should I do? Do you want to show your true strength?"

In the face of Zhu Xing, Zhu Bufan did not dare to slack off in the slightest, you must know that although his real strength is not inferior to Zhu Xing, but his strength on the surface is only the peak of the fifth order, and he has just shown a strong ** strength to the outside, I believe that soon, the entire Zhu family will know. If you show too much, it will be a huge hidden danger to Zhu Bufan.

Thinking of this, Zhu Bufan's eyes froze, but he paid attention to it, continued to suppress his cultivation, and still showed the strength of the fifth-order peak.

The internal air flow gradually rose to the state of the peak of the fifth order.

Taking a deep breath, his body shook, and the original snowy footwork unfolded instantly, Zhu Bufan suddenly turned into a blue phantom, and was about to rush through Zhu Xing's blockade and hide to the side.

Bang!

Zhu Bufan's speed is fast, but Zhu Xing is faster.

The flame-like palm knife suddenly slashed down, and the scorching temperature was something that Zhu Bufan could clearly feel when he passed by.

After the palm wind passed, the flame suddenly cut a pit that was not too small on this solid mountain road, and the splashed gravel was even more splashed all over the sky, and immediately smashed Zhu Bufan, who was about to forcibly rush over, and forcibly blocked it back.

The scorching flame made the poor quality cloth on Zhu Bufan's body seem to be on fire, and he made a zizizi sound.

Zhu Bufan's escape failed, although he was not swept away by the palm wind, but it was only a little bit different.

Looking at the pit that was cut out by the palm wind, the stones were all charred black, and the grass that had been cultivated with great difficulty had also turned into a pile of ashes!

"Hiss~~~ It's amazing!"

Zhu Bufan couldn't help but gasp, if this palm was really going to be split by Zhu Xing just now, it is estimated that he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

......

Zhu Bufan was carefully putting the opponent away, but the opponent didn't take him seriously, this is the current comparison of the strength of the enemy and us.

"It's really amazing!hmph, if not for ...... I'll slap you to death with one palm......" Zhu Bufan glanced vaguely in one direction, and said with hatred in his heart.

Zhu Bufan took a few deep breaths, and then gradually calmed down his emotions.

Zhu Xing raised his palm again, and the red palm began to condense the powerful fire internal qi again, and the power of the internal qi condensation was that Zhu Bufan could still vaguely feel it even if he was far away, Zhu Bufan knew that Zhu Xing was preparing to make a killing move this time, and it was no longer the kind of banter before.

"Die!"

Zhu Xing was ready to complete, and the red palm slashed towards Zhu Bufan with a dignified face in the air with boundless fiery energy.

Seeing this, Zhu Bufan's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needletip, as if he was suppressed by Zhu Xing's courageous momentum, and he took a step to the side tremblingly.

But it was this step that coincidentally narrowed the distance between the two, so that Zhu Xing's palm would have less follow-up changes, and let go of important organs such as the heart, and directly greeted him with his chest!

Rumble......

The two intersect and make a muffled crashing sound.

Burst......

saw Zhu Bufan fly out upside down, and the blood that shot out of his mouth was pulled into an arc.

The clothes on Zhu Bufan's chest were burned out of a complete palm print, and a clear handprint appeared on the chest, even the palm print was clearly visible, and soon, the handprint quickly turned red, black, and finally showed a scorched black, and even black smoke came out.

"Young Master Zhu!"

Aunt Rong, who was not far away, saw this scene, only to feel that her heart was suddenly pinched by an invisible hand, and the pain was unbearable, and she couldn't help wailing.

"Boy, take your life!"

Zhu Xing had no intention of stopping the attack, his hands danced into an ethereal and blurred palm shadow, heading towards Zhu Bufan.

"Don't you want to make a move?"

Feeling the palm wind that had already blown his skin painfully, as well as the scorching heat, Zhu Bufan couldn't help but secretly think that the internal qi in his body was gaining momentum, and once he estimated his mistake, he would show his true strength regardless of the consequences.

But, just a moment before he was ready to make a move. An old, majestic voice came from all directions.

"Stop......"

(End of chapter)