"Bufan!"

Seeing Bu Fan coming slowly, Shen Ao's eyes narrowed, and he whispered softly.

And the members of the White Tiger League, who were congested on the long street, subconsciously dodged and gave way to a road at this moment, and let Bufan pass slowly.

Many people present remembered that on the wasteland outside Jinling City, Bu Fan was shocked by one person and one horse, killing the audience.

At this moment, a figure flashed in front of Bu Fan, with his hands on his chest and a long sword in the middle of his arm, looking at Bu Fan with a smile and asking, "You are Bu Fan?" ”

"Who are you?" Bu Fan saw the person who appeared in front of him and said softly.

"Excalibur Villa, thank you for listening to the wind!" I only listened to the person on the other side say proudly.

Bu Fan nodded and said lightly: "It turns out to be the descendant of the sword god Xie Xiaofeng!" ”

Hearing Bu Fan's words tell his origin, Xie Tingfeng's face showed a trace of astonishment slightly, and then said proudly: "Yes, I actually know our Divine Sword Villa, then I want to see how many moves you can make under my hands!" ”

Xie Tingfeng's words shocked the people around him, and he actually asked Bu Fan how many moves he could make under his men?

Is he so confident?

At this time, everyone turned their eyes to Bu Fan to see how Bu Fan reacted!

I saw that Bu Fan smiled indifferently at this time, and said softly: "Although the name of Divine Sword Villa is scary, you are not Xie Xiaofeng, so you are not qualified enough!" ”

After saying that, I saw Bu Fan's body moving rapidly, and the whole person jumped past Xie Tingfeng in an instant, and continued to walk forward leisurely.

But he didn't take a few steps before he stopped again, because at this moment, someone stopped in front of him again.

"He's not qualified, so do you think I'm enough?" The visitor was dressed in black leather armor. looked at Bu Fan with a cold expression and said in a cold voice.

"Who are you?" Bu Fan still said with a smile on his face.

"Yan Jiu!" The other party responded coldly.

"Yan Jiu?"

"Thirteen swords of death?"

Hearing Bu Fan tell his origin again, Yan Jiu was also extremely shocked at this moment, his life-killing thirteen swords, it seemed that few people knew, and Bu Fan just heard his name. He guessed it, and this knowledge shocked him.

"The power of the Thirteen Deadly Swords is not bad, but if you want to defeat me, wait until you comprehend the fifteenth sword that symbolizes destruction!"

Bu Fan concocted the same method at this time, passed through Yan Jiu again, and said coldly.

Speaking of which, Bu Fan was still more curious in his heart, the twenty-third sword of destroying the world and the fifteenth sword of death, which was claimed to be a sword that did not belong to the world. Which is more powerful?

Suddenly, Bu Fan turned his head and looked to the side, it was a man in a sky blue shirt, and he was standing quietly on the side at this time!

Seeing Bu Fan looking at him, a smile appeared on his face, and he nodded lightly at Bu Fan.

And Bu Fan, at this moment, is walking slowly towards him.

Because in him. Bu Fan felt a hint of a familiar breath. Now he has completely confirmed in his heart that the man in front of him is the person he is looking for.

"Frost Fist?"

Hearing Bu Fan's words, the man in front of him suddenly turned serious, compared to Yan Jiu's life-threatening thirteen swords, his martial arts. It's the real mystery.

Except for him, so far, no one knows the origin of his boxing style, and now. Bu Fan actually told the origin in one mouthful.

"Change?" Bu Fan suddenly asked softly at the man at this time.

"Change?" The man asked with a strange look on his face.

"Tianshuang Fist, Paiyun Palm, Fengshen Leg, these three sets of martial arts originate from a set of peerless martial arts, you now have Tianshuang Fist on your body, and I have Paiyun Palm, which can be regarded as one of each, if you want to make up this set of peerless martial arts, you must exchange, how about it?"

"Of course, if you want other martial arts, you can also tell me, as long as you can measure the value of the Heavenly Frost Fist, I don't mind exchanging it with you! For example, the Blood Knife Sutra? After Bu Fan finished speaking, he inadvertently glanced over there, because over there, he saw another acquaintance.

The former chief of the Blood Knife Gate who had died tragically under his sword, Blood Kill!

And after hearing Bu Fan's words, Qin Yu fell into deep contemplation, he only knew that his exercises were passed down from his family after entering the rivers and lakes, and the power was not small, but he really didn't know much about his origin.

Now that Bu Fan had laid out another path in front of him, Qin Yu couldn't help but shake at this moment.

It is useless for him to learn such a rule, what he needs to consider is the authenticity of what Bu Fan said, and whether he can really trade.

However, seeing that he came all the way, he was able to tell the origin of several other people in one word, which shows that Bu Fan does know enough about the martial arts of the rivers and lakes!

"If you make a decision one day, you can tell me, I hope we can reach this deal in a win-win situation!" Bu Fan said with a smile at this time.

Qin Yu nodded lightly, although he also heard the meaning of Bu Fan's words, that is, it was not ruled out that Bu Fan would have other means.

But at the very least, at this moment, Bu Fan did not threaten him excessively, but with a transactional tone and attitude, which satisfied him.

"Bufan, long time no see!"

Bu Fan turned around and saw that on the other side, Shen Ao was looking at Bu Fan with a smile on his face!

"It's you, I didn't expect you to be able to come back from cultivation, congratulations!" Bu Fan said indifferently.

Shen Ao nodded, chuckled and said, "Speaking of which, I have to thank you a lot, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where I am today!" Actually, I've always wanted to come out to you as soon as possible, but every time I think about the failure at that time, I suppress my impulse, and to this day, I think it's time for us to end our grievances once and for all! ”

Shen Ao's words were very peaceful, not the kind of resentful words of jealousy, Bu Fan glanced at Shen Ao in surprise at this time, and nodded secretly.

With this state of mind alone, in martial arts, Shen Ao has already entered the hall!

"In that case, then let me see what martial arts you have cultivated recently!" Bu Fan said curiously.

Shen Ao nodded, his palm suddenly danced in front of him, and with the dance of his gestures, a high-pitched dragon groan sounded inexplicably, and then he saw Shen Ao like a real dragon, rushing towards Bu Fan fiercely.

"Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending!"

Among the crowd of onlookers, someone couldn't help but exclaim when they saw Shen Ao's martial arts after making a move!

Everyone in the world knows that Qiao Feng, the fifth strong man in the heavenly list, cultivates the eighteen palms of the dragon, and his fierce palm power is unparalleled in the world.

Seeing Shen Ao's eighteen dragon descending palms, Bu Fan was also surprised for a while, but then, he became proud again.

What about the eighteen palms of the dragon?

Bu Fan didn't draw his sword, and waved out his other hand with a palm, and Wuyue met Shen Ao's eighteen palms for a light palm!

"Bang!"

The Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending and the Taixuan Sutra Palm suddenly collided together at this moment, and then the figures of the two people retreated sharply, but after retreating, they reflexively fought together again in an instant.

The eighteen palms of the dragon descending are fierce and unparalleled, and the palm of the Taixuan Sutra is a combination of rigidity and softness, and in a short period of time, it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the winner of the duel between the two.

However, unlike Shen Ao, Bu Fan's martial arts are too many, Ling Bo Weibu, Fengshen legs, and even Pai Yun Palm, which are not inferior to the martial arts of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descent!

So as the duel between the two slowly progressed, a trace of sweat gradually appeared on Shen Ao's forehead.

The power of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending is great, but the demand for internal force is also great, although Shen Ao has broken through the second-rate martial artist and the internal force has increased greatly, but Bu Fan on the opposite side has already been at the second-rate level.

In addition, Ling Bo Weibu itself has the effect of gathering qi, and Bu Fan's palm change is too mysterious, it seems that it is not a set of palm techniques at all, but it is easy to get by.

Especially after Bu Fan slowly became familiar with the moves of the Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending, Shen Ao slowly fell into the disadvantage again.

"It's worthy of Bufan, the martial arts are really good!" In the crowd of Xuanwu Altar, a woman who was purple and not inferior to Buyan Xue Mei'er said softly at this time.

"Hmph, Brother Ao is not necessarily bad, the two of them are now evenly divided!" Chu Mengyao's side, a young man said unconvinced.

Chu Mengyao smiled slightly and didn't speak, in fact, anyone who really knows how to do it can see that Shen Ao has now fallen into a disadvantage. (To be continued......)