Coupled with Zhu Youcai's game, the four games were quickly over, and Bu Fan almost took the other three players off the stage in the same way, that is, they were exhausted and scarred, and then they performed a free step and stepped down together, never using a single falling flower palm from beginning to end.

After recovering from his injuries and preparing for the fifth game, the people in the square who wanted to challenge Bu Fan were still unabated, because Bu Fan had been beaten, and finally pushed others off the stage, and they blamed the reason for Bu Fan's resistance to the Ten Thousand Years Xuanling Grass.

"It seems that it has to be a little real" Bu Fan smiled, as if he had selected three thousand beauties in the harem, and pointed to a young man with a strength of about the ninth level of Qi training.

There wasn't much nonsense, the two of them directly handed over the spirit stone and went to the ring.

"Xuan-level low-level spiritual root, practicing qi for nine ......"

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Bu Fan rushed directly in front of him, and the falling flower palm was cast, and a spiritual power flower floated towards the disciple at great speed.

"Tricks I haven't seen before" The disciple was shocked in his heart, and he didn't dare to be careless, so he hurriedly used his martial arts to resist.

The realm is similar, Bu Fan's spiritual root is much higher than him, and his spiritual power is much stronger than him, Ye Tiancheng, who was practicing qi at the tenth level, died under the palm of the falling flower, can the martial pole issued in a hurry be compared with Bu Fan's long-planned plan?

Obviously, it was impossible, the disciple was directly slapped away, and the blood flowed from his arms, and this was still when Bu Fan stopped it.

Then, without waiting for the disciple to stand firm, Bu Fan still used the old method and performed it freely.

With a "bang", the two fell out of the ring, Bu Fansheng.

From the beginning to the end of less than half a minute, everyone who watched the game was shocked, and it took a long time to react, they were all deceived by Bu Fan, Bu Fan was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

Ignoring them, Bu Fan took out the Blood Stasis Pill from the Space Ring and handed it to the disciple who was injured by himself.

"Here, Huayu Pill, only one pill will hurt the muscles and bones, and it will heal in three days, I will give this one to you for free, if you feel that the effect is good, go to the Alchemy Hall to purchase it!" Bu Fan Shun advertised for his Alchemy Hall.

“......”

"Okay, the five games have been played today, if you want to play again, please come back tomorrow" Bu Fan waved his hand, left the square, and walked towards the refining hall.

Seeing Bu Fan leaving, the talents in the square began to talk about it, and seeing Bu Fan's strength, they didn't dare to say it directly in front of him.

Li Shan stood in the crowd, looking at the direction Bu Fanli was going, and grinned.

"Big brother, big brother Bu Fan"

Bu Fan was walking alone towards the refining hall, when suddenly a familiar voice came from behind him, and he turned around to see that it was Zhu Youcai.

"What are you doing?" asked Bu Fan.

"Oh, it's nothing, I just see that you are so powerful, I want to recognize you as a big brother, and I can cover a little brother in the sect in the future" Zhu Youcai said with a smile.

"Heh, aren't you going to cover me?" Bu Fan smiled playfully, this little fat man is really interesting.

"No, no, no, you're my big brother, I'm ......"

"Wait a minute," Bu Fan interrupted him before he could finish speaking.

"It's okay to recognize me as a big brother, so what kind of filial piety do you have to respect your big brother?" Seeing that he was dressed in gorgeous clothes, Bu Fan had the idea of accepting a younger brother, who couldn't get along with money.

"Big brother, don't worry, I will bear your expenses in the future, my father is the vice president of the Tiancheng Chamber of Commerce, there is money" Zhu Youcai patted his chest.

"Then why did your father send you to this sect to suffer if he was so rich?"

"My father said that I can't spend money if I have it, let me go outside to learn to spend money, spend the money in useful places, and come to the sect to make good friends" Zhu Youcai's face was a little helpless.

"What am I special" Looking at Zhu Youcai's fat face, Bu Fan really wanted to give him a punch, what does it mean that you can't spend money if you have money? Coming to the sect is to learn to spend money? Although he didn't know how that asked Tiancheng and how the vice president of the Chamber of Commerce was, but listening to the fat man's tone, he must be very rich.

"Don't worry about it, follow the eldest brother in the future and teach you to learn to spend money" Bu Fan's expression was correct, and he said to Zhu Youcai in an extremely firm tone.

"Really, thank you, big brother," Zhu Youcai's face was excited.

"Big brother, do you know, you are the first person to believe in me, before I looked for other people, they all said I was a fool, and they didn't believe me" Zhu Youcai almost cried.

"......" Bu Fan was speechless, he couldn't blame this sect, he didn't believe it when he heard it, if what Zhu Youcai said was true, then his father was also wonderful.

Whether it's true or not, try it and find out.

"Let's go, if you have talent, we'll spend money now" Bu Fan strode towards the refining hall, it was still early in the morning, and it was just over half of the afternoon, so you can still practice if you buy a sword.

......

Soon the two of them came to the refining hall, "Take out your best sword," Bu Fan shouted arrogantly.

The disciple of the Refining Hall was stunned for a moment, and when he looked up, he found that it was a plain-clothed young man who looked very poor, and there was a chubby little fat man behind him.

"Go away, go away, is the Refining Hall a place for you to mess around?" Obviously, the disciple didn't believe them, although Zhu Youcai was dressed very gorgeously.

"Cough, talented, give him swollen eyes" Bu Fan put one hand behind his back, and then hooked his palm.

"What do you mean?" Zhu Youcai looked confused.

"Eh, just take a little money and let him see it," Bu Fan said embarrassedly.

"Oh," Zhu Youcai replied humbly.

"Wow!" remembered the sound of a spirit stone slipping, and Bu Fan turned around and looked at it, "Lying in a groove"

Hundreds of spirit stones were lying quietly on the ground, and they were all medium-grade, which was equivalent to tens of thousands of low-grade spirit stones.

The disciples of the Refining Hall were also stunned, and hurriedly ran to the inner hall to call his master.

"Didn't I tell you to take a little, why are you showing so much?" said Bu Fan reproachfully.

"That's just a point, my dad gave me these a month," Zhu Youcai said innocently.

"OMG, it seems that it is really a big money, or a stupid big money" Bu Fan was quite excited at this time.

"That, talented, there is a very important point that you need to pay attention to now"

"What?"

"In the future, in addition to not showing too much money in front of others, they may hurt you, and don't tell me how rich you are, they will still call you an idiot" Bu Fan said magnificently.

"Well, listen to the eldest brother" Zhu Youcai nodded hurriedly.