With one beat, the red old eight in the air will be fanned down and stunned!

Watching Chi Lao Ba faint and die, Bu Fan glanced at the disciples of the Red Moon Sect, put his hands behind his back, and said lazily and casually: "Do you go up one by one or together?"

As Bu Fan's words came out, everyone was dumbfounded.

I've seen arrogance, but I've never seen such arrogance.

But I looked at the red old eight who was swept away by a beat, and swallowed it back when it came to my mouth.

"Pierce them step, senior brother. ”

"I'm going to see you fight ten. ”

"Haha, this is Bu Qingfeng, the garbage of your Red Moon Sect is not enough for Bu Qingfeng to fight with one hand. ”

And many disciples of the Tianxia Sect were completely ignited.

Setting up a ring in his own territory, he was suppressed by the two sects for so many days, and the disciples of the Tianxia Sect finally raised their eyebrows.

I felt a lot more comfortable in an instant, and I clenched my fists one by one and screamed, as if I was standing in the ring.

"What did you say?"

A young man from the Red Moon Sect asked uncertainly.

"If the Red Moon Sect is afraid, it's still too late to admit defeat. The corners of Bufan's mouth turned up slightly.

Since the Red Moon Sect was blocking the martial arts arena and setting up mines, there was no need for him to save any face for the other party.

But he didn't mean anything else.

It's not that he's arrogant, it's that he's short-sighted.

Although the world sect is unjust, he is not a disciple of the sect, but this is only a few high-level people, and has nothing to do with others. Most of these disciples have called themselves senior brothers for many years.

In particular, there are many people from his funeral shrine, who also have blue noses and swollen faces and are injured.

Those who beat him must be prepared to let him take revenge.

Since the other party is clearly challenging it, this shot together is not much different from a wheel battle, and they all have to be beaten one by one anyway.

In the martial arts arena here, the most powerful one is Ning Yuan Jiuzhong, and for him, it is only a little difficult.

As long as the peak of the Ning Yuan Realm does not come out, everyone else is not afraid.

"I'll go, so arrogant. ”

All the Red Moon Sect disciples also came back to their senses, convinced that they had heard it correctly.

He was arrogant in the Red Moon Sect, and he didn't come to this point.

Not to mention that the Red Moon Sect can't bear it.

Even the people from the Dragon and Snake Sect who were watching were dumbfounded, secretly saying that this guy was absolutely crazy.

Even the Tianxia Sect is not confident enough, although they have a lot of people to coax, but more people are not optimistic about Bufan.

Bu Fan can fight a Ning Yuan Eightfold, but a bunch of Eightfold, is Bu Fan still an opponent?

Ning Yuan Jiuzhong, is Bu Fan really an opponent?

But most people didn't say anything, it has reached this point, maybe Bufan is really confident?

As a disciple of the same sect, in addition to support, you can't go up and tear down the stage, right?

"Are you crazy in the world? A Ning Yuan five-fold person dares to say such a big thing. A disciple of the Dragon and Snake Sect who was watching the play next to him couldn't help but speak.

For this kind of eating melons and watching a play, Rang Bufan was even more impressed, and responded unceremoniously: "It's your, don't force it, after cleaning up the Red Moon Sect, it's your turn." ”

The young man of the Dragon and Snake Sect choked, his face was ugly, and he wanted to say something, so he finally scolded secretly and stood aside to watch the play.

Why did he Dragon and Snake Sect wade into troubled waters, it was better to take advantage of the fisherman.

Bei Eleven and the others from the Funeral God Society had a look of surprise on their faces, and nodded to Bu Fan, inexplicably looking forward to it.

In any case, a warrior should be fearless.

People of the same sect have both glory and loss, and they all support Bu Fan unconditionally for any decision he makes.

Looking at Bu Fan's not too tall figure, a group of people were in a trance for a moment, as if they had seen this back somewhere, and had seen the back in front of everyone.

"Bu Qingfeng, I haven't heard of it, a Ning Yuan Five. I'm curious, how did you beat the red eight? With the racket in your hand?"

Among the disciples of the Red Moon Sect, a young man with a Ning Yuan Eightfold jumped into the ring, his face relaxed and meaningless.

"To fight or not to fight?"

Listening to the young man's nonsense, Bu Fan was a little impatient.

He's here to fight, not to fight with people.

"Anxious to find death, don't say I'm bullying, if you can stick to one move under me, even if you win. The young man looked unhappy, and the other party's expression of not taking him to heart made him secretly annoyed.

I've never seen someone so anxious to find abuse.

Although he can't rank in the Red Moon Sect, the other party has a Ning Yuan Realm fivefold, he doesn't take it to heart, and he can abuse it with one hand.

As for Bu Fan's beating of the Red Old Eight with a beat just now, in his opinion, it was a coincidence, and there were not many of them in the Red Moon Sect who could leapfrog the challenge, let alone cross the third level.

"One move? It's too high to look at him, half a move is enough. ”

"There's nothing to look at, Tianxiazong is disgraced this time, there is no decent opponent not to mention, and there is a five-fold kid of Ning Yuan, just this kid is arrogant, it is estimated that he will have to be carried out in a while. ”

For a while, the people of the Seven Snakes Sect also talked about it, and they didn't have the slightest sympathy for the Tianxia Sect, and this arrogance was purely self-inflicted.

They are happy to see each other abused and unable to get off the stage.

There is no capital, so you have to be arrogant.

Isn't it looking for death?

"One move, with your mouth?" Bu Fan sneered, a Ning Yuan Yae also wanted to take a move in his hand?

He is no longer afraid of the eightfold of the Ningyuan Fourfold, let alone the self who has broken through to the Fivefold of the Ningyuan.

Seeing the other party's palm, Bu Fan shook his head: "Yes, then make a move!"

I saw that Bu Fan didn't move, just stood there and watched the other party approach with a palm.

Just this palm, in the eyes of the extraordinary, is full of flaws, not to mention the clumsy North Eleven, and even compared to the Chi Lao Ba who he just beat down.

Bu Fan raised his foot, flashed directly sideways, picked up the fly swatter with his right hand and fanned it.

"Smack!"

A crisp sound came, and a group of people stretched their necks, and when they wanted to see what was going on, the figure of the young man flew out directly, and a red mark on his face was clearly visible.

Hiss!

No one would have thought that this would be the case, the person who should have been slapped on the ground with a palm was standing there intact, without even changing his position, on the contrary, they didn't think that the person who would lose was knocked away by a beat.

"Really, can you pinch me?"

Someone froze and looked at his equally dumbfounded companion beside him.

And the rest of the Red Moon Sect couldn't laugh, one by one it was as uncomfortable as eating flies, although the person they sent out was not the strongest, but they were solved by the other party's move, who could get by with face?

It's luck to shoot a red old eight, then it's a Ning Yuan eightfold to fly a Ning Yuan eightfold, you tell me luck again?

If you really have such good luck, you can still cultivate a hair.

The other people from the Seven Snakes Sect also secretly swallowed their saliva, looked at the young man in the ring for a while, and secretly said that they were not from the Red Moon Sect.

This trick is also too insulting, and it directly fanned people out with a big ear scraper.

It's not a hand yet, it's a beat!