"Qin Bufan!" Qin Bufan said, looking at Hong Wei with a nervous expression, a strange smile cracked at the corner of his mouth.

Today, he and the brocade-clothed young man opposite him have met several times in a hurry, and they are not happy.

"It turned out to be Brother Qin, I don't know if Brother Qin has any plans? The younger brother has a hundred and ten people under his command, and he saddles the horse for Brother Qin, I don't know if it's okay?" Hong Wei asked, waving his hand and dotting the more than 100 people who gathered together to strengthen their momentum.

Although hundreds of people were afraid of Qin Bufan, they could gather together and carry a huge momentum, but they also ignited the heart of daring to fight, and responded in unison.

"Haha! Brother Hong laughed, what Qin did was nothing more than a trivial matter, Brother Hong just got out of the way, let me end up with the purple-clothed boy, it would be enough!" Qin Bufan looked at more than 100 people, his face was disdainful, he pursed his lips and said with a smile with Hong Wei.

"Brother Qin, how can there be a feud in the world? Why don't you accept it if you don't see it! Brother Gong and you are just a fight, so why do you have to be ruthless. Hong Wei's face trembled, and when he lowered his head, his face flashed a trace of gloom, and when he looked up again, he said with a smile.

"Hong Wei, is this your confidence?" Qin Bufan said with a smile, looking at the more than 100 people behind Hong Wei, his eyes were like a tiger hunting sheep, and he didn't care about it.

"Brother Qin, you should retreat, there are hundreds of enemies in the same realm, this move is a mistake!" Hong Wei looked sincere, his words were sad, as if he did not want to face Qin Bufan's sword, and he did not want Qin Bufan to rush into battle and fight with a hundred enemies.

"This person came to woo him before, and he was still a power-seeker, but he never thought that he was so benevolent, and he gathered to protect himself!"

Hong Wei's performance of true feelings was not in vain, and he successfully put on the coat of benevolence, which made many people praise.

"This person really doesn't know what to do, and no one else wants to embarrass him, but he still insists on getting up, and the hundreds of people can't clean him up?

Some people were not angry, and regarded Qin Bufan as a clown who didn't know what to do, hiding in the crowd and laughing, disdainful of words, and inciting emotions. Many people were affected by it, and their hearts were towards Hong Wei, and they couldn't help but gather together, staring at Qin Bufan and staring at him.

"Despicable schemes!" Qin Bufan pursed his lips and sneered, completely ignoring everyone's reactions, and slowly walked towards Hong Wei.

Pacing, with his hands behind his back, his face calm, his eyes cold, like a lion, leisurely patrolling his territory, occasionally raising his eyes to look down on the prey around him.

"Hey, stop, if you go any further, don't blame me for being ruthless. "Someone is in a hurry, this person knows Qin Bufan's strength, even if a hundred and ten people gather, they are afraid, and they are trying to oppress with the strength of others.

"Why are you stopping him from dying?" someone sneered and scolded the former, and the momentum of the crowd grew their spirits, and their faces were agitated, and their hearts were itching, and they wanted to have a hunt.

"Brother Qin, please stop, if you go further, Hong will not be able to suppress the brothers. Hong Wei spoke, his face was soft, as if he was admonishing again, but in fact, he used the power of everyone as his capital to oppress Qin Bufan.

"Haha! But the local chicken and the dog, why be afraid!" Qin Bufan laughed, his eyebrows were cold, his face was sarcastic, and he took a step directly, and a stubborn stone the size of a skull under his feet shattered into several pieces with a click.

Hong Weizheng lowered his head and his face was cold, his eyes were like a torch, his head was raised slightly for a moment, and he flashed slightly at a tall and thin young man.

The tall and thin young man's eyes moved, as if he had an understanding, and the next moment, he suddenly jumped out of the crowd, pulled out his long sword and pointed at Qin Bufan, and shouted loudly, "Brothers, I will endure it, but there are people who have bullied me, treating me as nothing, and the humiliation is too much, but it is not a son of man, we are all men, how can we suffer such humiliation, but there are still those whose blood is not cold? Those who dare to fight with me with a sword to kill the enemy?"

This tall and thin young man is also good at verbal incitement, and his words put himself and everyone together, causing everyone's hearts to stir and boil.

Who wants to be a brave, cold-blooded person, who is ridiculed for nothing, one by one with a sword drawn, and a roar of slaughter.

"Haha! Look at Lao Tzu beheading him!" someone raised a knife and laughed wildly.

"It's up to you, this good head, leave it to me to pick it up!" There were also people with hideous faces and rampant words.

Qin Bufan looked at the people who followed him, his eyes were cold, he was silent, pursed his mouth, raised his sword, and a smile rippled at the corner of his mouth.

Until, when the smile was the brightest, he shook his figure, rushed out, and jumped into the crowd like a hungry tiger pounced on food.

The arm is waved, the long sword is provoked, and every sword light will always bring up a snowflake, and the posture is flexible, like a spirit ape, interspersed among everyone, and a wrong body will wither a life.

"Poof!"

The sword in Qin Bufan's hand, like cutting tofu, slashed open a person's chest, splashed a stream of blood, turned around, slapped another person's head, and the young face shattered in doubt, took a step forward, a sword passed into someone's heart, took a step back, and stepped on someone's chest with one foot.

He pierced the crowd and walked forward step by step, leaving a corpse behind his back, like a Shura hell, the blood gathered and turned into a stream, running towards the low-lying place, but he was like a demon, stepping on the bones of the corpse and going backwards.

"Ah, the devil, he's not a man, he's the devil!"

"No! I don't want to die!"

"Is this still human?"

Nearly 100 people hunted, but there were only more than a dozen survivors.

The brutal slaughter deeply shocked the hearts of the people, and the oppression of death forced the survivors to go crazy.

Some people roared madly, some fled in fear, and many more were like ostriches, buried in silence and trembling in their hearts.

"Hong Wei!"

Seeing Hong Wei smearing oil on the soles of his feet, almost wanting to escape, Qin Bufan roared violently, kicked under his feet, and jumped up, like a peng bird spreading its wings.

The volley fell, using the sword as a knife, and the force slashed down, slashing towards Hong Wei.

"Ahh

Hong Wei was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were split, he screamed, and hurriedly raised his knife in front of him.

"Bell!"

There was a shudder, the blade of the knife shook continuously, and it was violently pressed on Hong Wei's chest, and the huge force was transmitted, and Hong Wei flew out upside down, fell out, and slid several feet away.

"Poof!"

Hong Wei covered his chest, but he was only halfway up, and he couldn't help but spurt blood, his expression was sluggish, and he no longer had the appearance of the handsome boy before. In comparison, it is really different from mud and mud, and it is embarrassing.

A few zhang away, Qin Bufan threw the sword in his hand violently, and the long sword cut through the clear wind, with the slightest sound of slaughter, and attacked Hong Wei.

"How dare you kill me?"

Hong Wei roared angrily, his face was incredible, he never thought that Qin Bufan actually didn't have a trace of jealousy, and he was determined to kill himself, and when he saw the flying long sword, his eyes were only resentful.

"Ding!"

Just as the long sword was about to penetrate Hong Wei's body, a stone flew in, hit the long sword, and flew it out, deflecting several meters away into the ground, with a clanging sound.

"Shen Caiyi!"

Qin Bufan looked at the woman in colorful clothes who fell in front of Hong Wei, his face turned cold in vain, he gritted his teeth, and spit out word by word.