"Cough cough, cough cough!" Bu Fan coughed violently, the blood in his chest surged, and there was a tingling pain in his back.

"It's still too big!" Bu Fan patted his forehead, he shouldn't have stayed for a momentary refreshment, and he was sure that Yan Wei should leave when he entered the black dome, if it wasn't for the actual Zen calm, things would be even more troublesome.

Bu Fan looked at his back, there was a subtle sword mark there, and the condensed sword intent could actually pass through the double defense of the black magic armor and Zen intent, which was also the artistic conception of substance, and Bu Fan's use of artistic conception was obviously inferior to Yan Gong.

"It seems that I still have to study more in Zen. Bu Fan muttered, finally calming down the ...... churning in his chest

Chapter 186 of "Fan Wu Treading the Sky": Rain Perception Red Sword Yan Gong is hitting in his hand, please wait for a while,

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