Jia Erbai was no better, stretched out his hand, his palm trembled, the tiger's mouth exploded, and a trace of blood dripped down.

The two were evenly matched, and no one got any benefits.

Bu Fan wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and his battle intent became stronger, Ning Yuan Triple and Ning Yuan First Heavy are really not the same weight.

"Ning Yuan Sanzhong, it's a little difficult to deal with!" Bu Fan muttered to himself, many people wanted to smoke him when he heard this, one Ning Yuan and one heavy, it would be good to be able to take the next move, and he really wanted to fight back?

The corners of Jia Erbi's mouth twitched, he didn't hesitate at the moment, he quickly rushed forward, and the rainstorm-like attack attacked directly, not giving Bu Fan the slightest respite.

The two kept fighting, and in an instant, they made a few moves.

Listening to the surrounding discussions, Jia Erbi's face became more and more ugly, and with his cultivation, he pressed Bu Fan hard.

"Next time, you won't have that chance. Jia Erbian finally realized that it was inappropriate to drag it down, his face was hot, and he couldn't get a cultivator lower than himself for a long time, which made him extremely angry.

The long sword was unsheathed, the blood was watered, and he no longer cared about violating the rules or regulations, and slashed towards Bufan.

"Really, don't you can't help me?" Bu Fan raised his eyebrows defiantly, moving his muscles.

Don't hesitate, when the next claw sticks out, he doesn't dodge, and grabs the long sword steadily.

Allowing the long sword to pierce the palm of his hand, before Jia Erbai reacted, he kicked out again and kicked hard at the opponent's dantian.

In just a few breaths, the ending surprised everyone.

A figure plummeted, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and said in a hoarse voice: "You abolished me?"

"It's Jia Erbiu!"

A group of people felt that their brains were short-circuited, and they would not guess a move if they wanted to break their heads, and it was Jia Ercake who was abolished.

At this time, when he looked at the figure on the martial arts platform, he didn't know what to say.

Fighting a group of Ning Yuan is commendable and invincible, but it is not so simple to scrap a Ning Yuan Triple.

With such a strong record, there is really no one who can compare to it for the time being, and even a few true disciples in the sect do not have this ability.

Which elder cultivated a little monster in the hell?

"You're not stupid? Bu Fan was also uncomfortable at this time, and he regretted taking this sword with his hand. He threw away his broken sword, grinned, and finally simply tore off a piece of his robe to wipe the blood from his hands.

"Be careful!"

At this time, the word caution suddenly popped up in the live broadcast room. Bu Fan was startled, and suddenly a sense of crisis arose, and he didn't have time to think about it, and followed everyone's barrage, and instantly flashed sideways to the side.

Just as Bu Fan was dodging, a cold light fell from the sky, sticking to Bu Fan's right arm.

"Bang!"

With the sound of iron hitting the ground, a sharp short knife was plunged straight into the ground and sinked into the ground for three minutes.

Bu Fan secretly rejoiced, fortunately, he flashed fast just now, otherwise he would not have had to ask for this right arm.

Even so, the skin was still scratched, and a trace of blood slowly oozed out.

Bu Fan's face was solemn, and then he looked in the direction where the short knife was flying.

Everyone was also shocked by this sudden change, and at this time, someone actually attacked.

This kind of sneak attack without taboo has always been despised by people.

Just this knife, before the person arrived, the knife arrived first, and few people had this ability.

The master, definitely not an ordinary disciple, the crowd hurriedly looked over.

At this time, a young man in a golden robe stepped in, and in just a few breaths, he had already walked to the martial arts arena.

The young man didn't seem to see anyone, he took out his short knife by himself, glanced around, and finally fixed his gaze on Bu Fan: "Whoever gave you the guts, my Jia Meng's people, you dare to abolish it." ”

As soon as the young man spoke, he asked the teacher for sin, and he didn't care who was right and who was wrong.

"Hey, it's a true disciple, Jia Sizhong. ”

"It seems that this senior brother is a bit high-profile, and he has already led Jia Meng's people to make a move. ”

Everyone talked about it, but because of Jia Meng's strength, they didn't dare to say anything, so they only silently expressed sympathy in their hearts.

"Jia Meng really regards himself as the master? He Jia Ren hasn't sat in the chief position yet. Seven days later, the chief position will fall into whose hands it is uncertain......" At this time, another golden-robed true disciple walked over with a mocking look on his face.

Immediately, he turned his gaze to Bu Fan and said, "Join my Duanmu Club and hand over all the treasures on your body, and Senior Sister Duanmu will cover you." ”

"Jia Meng, it's not Jia Meng's, I'm too lazy to do it. Bu Fan responded provocatively, and finally looked at the people of the Duanmu Society, and sneered, "How come I don't know, when will there be more Duanmu Society?"

Hiss!

Everyone gasped.

Originally, I thought that Bu Fan could only admit it, and in the face of the alliance of the two major disciples, there was no other way but to give in.

After all, there are green mountains, and I am not afraid of no firewood.

Don't say that there is only one cultivation of Ning Yuan, even if you can fight Ning Yuan three, it is nothing in front of the two major alliances.

Three days later, the battle for the chief disciple was, unsurprisingly, between Jia Ren and Duanmu Ruxi.

Although, for the two alliances, everyone has a lot of unaccustomed eyes, but they can't stand the strength of others.

The fist is the truth, who dares to resist?

Like Bu Fan, if he offended Jia Meng, he didn't say anything, and he offended Duanmu Hui with his hand.

"Very good, I hope you have hard bones. ”

The disciple of the Duanmu Society had a cold look on his face, and retreated to the side with a good look of watching the show.

Originally, they saw that Bu Fan had some ability, and they wanted to pull into their camp and surrender to Duanmu Ruxi, but now it is not necessary.

"Kneel, be a dog of my Jia Meng, spare you from death. Jia Sizhong's short knife pointed at Bu Fan, his face was expressionless, in his eyes, not to mention that Bu Fan was just Ning Yuan Yizhong, even if it was an ordinary disciple of Ning Yuan Liuzhong, he couldn't get into his eyes.

It's still too low!

might as well take a sigh of emotion, and was about to speak.

"You Jia Meng, are you really covering the sky with one hand?" At this time, there was a stirring in the crowd, and several young men in white shirts walked over, pushing a slowly sliding wheelchair at the front.

The person who came was Bei Eleven, although his legs had recovered, and the rebirth of a severed limb was too unbelievable. In order not to cause trouble to Bufan, he still travels in a wheelchair.

"North Eleven, you are a person with a broken leg, where do you have the courage to meddle in things. Jia Sizhong's face changed, but he didn't expect to pick up a nameless boy casually, which attracted the funeral god meeting.

Although in the past few months, the Burial God will be endlessly suppressed, but its own strength cannot be ignored.

"I want to move him, unless I step over my corpse in North Eleven. Bei Eleven's eyes were full of killing intent, and the whole person was annihilated by anger, especially when he saw the blood stains on his arms, he almost stood up.

Even so, the aura on his body was not concealed, and the aura of Ning Yuan Eightfold pressed everyone's nerves.

"You really still have cultivation. Not only Jia Sizhong, but even Duanmu Hui's eyes became solemn, and at this time, Jia Ren and Duanmu Ruxi were in retreat.

Mad North Eleven.

Even those who Jia Ren dared to challenge, if they started, even if it was the crippled North Eleven, they would not dare to guarantee it.

"Do you really think you're going to kill me?"