Crackling!

Just as Ling Feng was about to make a move, he saw a purple thunder descend from the sky, slashing down a few feet in front of Ling Feng, and hitting the Zhao Wou-Ki who had come to kill.

"What!"

Zhao Wouji's pupils shrank suddenly, and he hurriedly urged the true qi of the body protector to retreat violently, but he was still paralyzed by the purple thunder and lightning.

"Bastard, what kind of person dares to sneak attack!"

Zao Wou-Ki looked up at the sky, anger surging in his eyes.

"Sneak attack, Zao Wou-ki, you can't help but overestimate yourself!"

There was a clear roar, and then, a purple figure fell, and it was Li Bufan!

I haven't seen him for a few months, and Li Bufan's whole person's momentum is completely different from the past, with a restrained edge and a sinking abyss, which is completely a feeling of returning to the basics.

Above his fist, there was a slight purple arc flickering, and the purple thunder just now was sent by Li Bufan.

"Brother Li!" Ling Feng raised his eyebrows, he knew that Li Bufan had not gone to train with Captain Gu and them, and he didn't think that in the past two months, his strength had reached such a terrifying realm.

It seems that his "Wind and Thunder" has already achieved something.

Li Bufan glanced at Ling Feng, didn't speak, just stood with his hands in his hands, looked at Zhao Wuji, and said coldly: "He, is my friend Li Bufan!"

"Lee-no-fan! It's you!"

Zhao Wou-Ki clenched his fists, his eyes almost burst into flames, before joining the Heavenly Academy, he and Li Bufan were the same geniuses in the imperial capital, but later Li Bufan missed the entrance examination of the Heavenly Academy because of some things, so he was not selected as one of the top ten hidden dragon talents.

In the past six months, he has undergone extremely rigorous training in the Black Sand Region, and every day, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds.

In his opinion, Li Bufan has been left far behind by himself.

The two of them confronted each other, their eyes intersecting, forming an incomparably terrifying aura, making everyone around them almost hold their breath, and they didn't even dare to gasp.

"Wow, the 'Little Sword God' Li Bufan and the 'Immovable Yama' Zhao Wou-Ki met again after half a year, I didn't expect that the momentum of the two of them had become so terrifying!"

"I'll rub it, who just said that Li Bufan had been left behind by Zao Wou-ki, it's just nonsense, waving his hand to control the thunder, Li Bufan has already gone against the sky!"

"Mom, what a pervert is better than a pervert!"

“......”

The surrounding students whispered for a while, and the murderous aura between Li Bufan and Zao Wou-Ki almost solidified the air.

"Hmph, Li Bufan, it seems that you haven't eaten rice during this time, and your strength has improved slightly. Then Zhao Wuji flicked his sleeves, looked over Li Bufan, stared at Ling Feng coldly, and said coldly: "What, you want to stand up for him?"

"Zao Wou-ki, I'm just advising you not to humiliate yourself in the end. Li Bufan stood with his hands in his hands, and said indifferently: "If you can't even pass my level, under his hands, you won't be able to make three moves!"

"What did you say?" Zao Wou-ki's eyes widened, and he laughed and said, "Just him?" hahaha, a kid who is only in his forties, hahahaha......

"Hmph! Li Bufan, that young master will teach you a lesson first! Let me see how terrifying my strength has become in the past six months!"

The next moment, the laughter stopped abruptly, and Zao Wou-Ki urged the true qi in his body and shouted violently, "Ba-Wang-Fist!"

Rumble!

The void trembled, and the domineering fist rushed out fiercely, hitting Li Bufan's face.

I have to say that this Zao Wou-Ki does have two brushes, his fists are surging, the wind is sweeping, and the martial artists who are slightly inferior in strength are even swept out.

His overlord fist, I am afraid that at least it must be a high-level martial art, and it has even reached the level of a ground-level martial art.

"Crackle!"

A purple thunderbolt flashed, and the thunder turned into sword light, shooting out fiercely, crashing into Zao Wou-ki.

"Sword Intent!"

Ling Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, Li Bufan's sword intent had obviously undergone a huge transformation, compressing the power of thunder into sword qi, such a method, Ling Feng couldn't do it yet.

In the past two months, what has this guy experienced, this strength has become too terrifying.

Rumble!

The sword light collided with the fist, and Zhao Wouji spurted blood and retreated more than a dozen steps, while Li Bufan stood proudly in place, not moving at all.

Under one move, make a judgment!

"You ......"

Zhao Wuji stared at Li Bufan in disbelief, half of his body fell into paralysis, his whole body trembled violently, his qi and blood were not smooth for a while, and he spurted out a mouthful of reverse blood.

"Is this what you call a terrorist force?"

Li Bufan's face was indifferent, and he said lightly: "It seems that I overestimated you, he only needs half a move to kill you!"

"Shhh

The students around him suddenly gasped.

The high-spirited Zao Wou-Ki couldn't even catch Li Bufan's move, and the young man next to Li Bufan was even more terrifying than Li Bufan.

Oh my God! Where the hell did so many perverts come from!

Zao Wou-ki's face was pale, ashamed and angry, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, and just now he was full of nonsense, but he failed so badly.

In the past six months, it is clear that his strength has increased more than tenfold, why can't he even catch Li Bufan's move.

He gritted his teeth and looked at Mu Qianxue and Ye Weiyang beside him, their expressions had not changed much, and they were not even much surprised by the strength shown by Li Bufan.

Obviously, they didn't think Li Bufan was strong, but such strength was enough to kill themselves in seconds.

Only then did Zao Wou-Ki understand how shallow and ignorant he was, it turned out that he had always thought that he was enough to be as famous as Mu Qianxue, but he just felt good about himself.

He clenched his fists tightly, and in anger, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, glanced at Mu Qianxue deeply, and could only grit his teeth and say hatefully: "Li Bufan, I am indeed not your opponent, but that kid can defeat me in half a move?"

His gaze stared coldly at Ling Feng, and he said hatefully: "Boy, will you only hide behind others?

Ling Feng shook his head, some people just don't shed tears when they don't see the coffin.

Ignoring this idiot, Ling Feng slowly walked in front of Mu Qianxue and said softly, "Miss Mu, everything is okay?"

Mu Qianxue's peerless face was stunningly beautiful, and she smiled slightly, "Brother Ling, I'm very good." ”

What the!

Zhao Wuji saw that Mu Qianxue, who had always been unpretentious to any man, actually smiled at Ling Feng, he only felt that his worldview was about to collapse.

How is this possible!

"Meow~"

As if recognizing Ling Feng, the little black cat in Mu Qianxue's arms happily pounced on Ling Feng's shoulder, stretched out her tongue and licked Ling Feng's cheek, looking extremely intimate.

"Haha. Ling Feng touched the little black cat's head, the little black cat had some injuries, and he bandaged it once, he didn't expect it to be so psychic, and now he still remembers himself.

(End of chapter)