Although these guards surrounded a dozen of them at once, they were not Bu Fan's opponents at all. Bu Fan swung the Sansang sword, and almost every sword would shoot a guard.

Of course, Bu Fan will not kill these people, he just wants to make things bigger, until someone in charge can come out.

He also thought about sneaking into the mansion secretly, but he knew that the hidden masters in the mansion were not so easy to deal with, and he was afraid that he would never be able to open his mouth before he had a chance to speak, so Bu Fan was now bluffing outside the door like this is the only way.

It's just that these guards at the outer gate of Sikong Mansion are too weak to make him feel incredible, and in a few rounds, less than half of these guards are standing.

At the same time, Lou Weifei and Chu Xiliang happened to be returning home from outside, and saw a teenager from a distance abusing the doorman of his house.

"What's going on?" Lou Wanfei felt inexplicable, there would be a hairy boy who was not afraid of death and came to Sikong Mansion alone to make trouble.

Chu Xiliang shook his head, but Bu Fan, who was watching the fight, was also quite interested: "This young man is very interesting, dare to come here to make trouble." ”

"Well, besides, the sword in his hand doesn't look like a spirit weapon. Lou gradually flew and touched it.

"It's really not like it, it seems that there are at most three grades. ”

"But as long as it's not a spirit weapon, Xiao Hang will definitely be happy to see it. Lou Feifei was talking.

"You wait, I'll get it for you. Chu Xiliang said and rushed towards Bu Fan in the distance with an arrow step, if he didn't make a move, there would be almost no guards standing.

Bu Fan was still confused just now, how could he have almost knocked all the guards unconscious, and still no one else rushed over, he felt a sudden sharp palm wind behind him, and Bu Fan hurriedly turned over to dodge.

Standing up and looking at the person in front of him, Bu Fan stood Sansang horizontally against Chu Xiliang, and the huge sword body was his best protection.

The person in front of him didn't dare to underestimate Bu Fan, it seemed that he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, half a head taller than Bu Fan, and he looked fresh and elegant in a light blue plain clothes, but his strength was already at the spiritual cultivation level.

Bu Fan could feel that the palm that attacked him just now had already been mixed with some exercises, and using exercises to attack was only possible at the spiritual cultivation level, but the other party's promotion time was not long, and the exercises were not yet mature.

"Are you Lou Fei?" Bu Fan asked when he saw Chu Xiliang looking at him suspiciously.

"Let's fight, I'll talk about it after we win!" Chu Xiliang smiled wickedly at Bu Fan, and then started his attack without waiting for Bu Fan to speak.

I don't know how many spiritual level demonic beasts I have dealt with, but Bu Fan now has no chance of winning against Chu Xiliang, who is in the early stage of spiritual cultivation, and he is suppressed by the other party.

Bu Fan wielded Sansang quickly, the attack of the giant sword pays attention to "great ingenuity", he does not need to deliberately have any rules, the body of the giant sword and the gravity of swinging it is the best attack.

But these are of little use in front of Chu Xiliang, although his exercises are not mature enough, but he is also an elite to deal with, and his cultivation after cultivating the spirit is much higher than that of Bu Fan, he can always find the gap between Bu Fan waving the three mulberries, and then attack Bu Fan unexpectedly.

Bu Fan has been attacked by Chu Xiliang more than a dozen times in a row, and he can't help but get even more angry, he can feel that the other party's strength is much stronger than him, and now he is simply playing with him.

Volleyed into the air, Bu Fan's Sansang slashed at Chu Xiliang from above, but at Bu Fan's speed, he was still half a beat slower, and the opposite direction took a diagonal step back to the right rear, and when Bu Fan's attack failed, he reached out and punched Bu Fan's chest.

Due to inertia, Bu Fan moved forward and couldn't catch up with his Chu Xiliang's attack, and was punched in the chest, Bu Fan flew out in response, and the Sansang sword in his hand also fell to the ground.

Chu Xiliang had never seen it before, but a level like Bu Fan had such skills, so he was a little selfless, and he used ninety percent of his strength in the punch just now, which was enough to break the bones of a cultivator's nine sections.

Chu Xiliang regretted it a little after that punch went down, but Bu Fan just fell out and stood up immediately after falling to the ground, looking at Chu Xiliang vigilantly with his bare hands.

"Interesting, really interesting. Chu Xiliang looked at Bu Fan and suddenly laughed, and then he no longer cared about Bu Fan's counterattack that he might launch at any time, and reached out to pick up Sansang on the ground.

Chu Xiliang smiled and held Sansang on the ground, but when he tried to pick up the giant sword, his smile froze. He glanced up at Bu Fan, and at this moment Bu Fan looked at him with mocking eyes.

Although this Sansang was sealed by the "Eight Desolations of the Firmament", it was an artifact after all. It has a soul contract with Bufan.

Therefore, Bu Fan holds it as light as wood, even lighter than wood, while others hold it but heavy into the dark iron, now because it is sealed, it is only two hundred catties, and when the seal is lifted in the future, it can even weigh thousands of catties or ten thousand catties.

After all, Chu Xiliang is not simple, the Sansang Sword weighing two hundred catties, he still trembled and picked it up, but his current state is definitely not able to wield Sansang like Bu Fan.

Chu Xiliang held Sansang in one hand and looked at Bu Fan incredulously, in the battle just now, he was sure that he had figured out the strength of this young man, but he didn't have any divine power, how could he swing this giant sword so freely.

"Yo, this sword is so big, it looks pretty heavy. Looking at Chu Xiliang holding the sword, Lou gradually flew and joked.

The scene of Bu Fan wielding Sansang just now, Lou Yanfei also saw it, so he was also confused by the illusion in front of him, thinking that this wooden sword would not weigh much, it was just Chu Xiliang joking.

"Then you can take it. Chu Xiliang handed Sansang to Lou Wanfei.

"The second son is good. Those guards who hadn't had time to be knocked unconscious by Bu Fan, and who had already woken up, saw Lou gradually flying over and immediately saluted.

After Lou gradually Fei took over Sansang from Chu Xiliang's hand, his face also changed, although his hand holding the sword was much more stable than Chu Xiliang's, but it was really impossible to wield the giant sword like Bu Fan.

"It's really heavy. Lou Weifei smiled bitterly, and slowly put the sword on the ground again, he knew that he should make a fool of himself after a long time.

"Enough!" Bu Fan suddenly yelled, he really felt very disappointed, these subordinates were even like this, even the master who Xinjie served for was like this.

"Are you Lou Wanfei?" Bu Fan said coldly: "I have learned your hospitality." ”

"This little brother, there is something wrong with what you said, our Sikong Mansion has never neglected guests, but for a person who fights at the gate of my mansion against the guards of my house, how are we going to treat guests?" Lou Wanfei said to Bu Fan with the appearance of a son-in-law.

"I don't have time to give you this kind of tongue. Bu Fan interrupted Lou Yanfei's words: "Xinjie has something for me to hand over to you." ”

Hearing Bu Fan's words, Lou Wanfei and Chu Xiliang's faces immediately changed: "I'm sorry just now, let's talk about something when we go into the mansion." ”

"No need, I'm not your guest, I'll leave something and I'll leave" Bu Fan coldly refused.

"It was all a misunderstanding just now, you should know that the stakes are very high, and please ask the young man to enter the mansion to discuss in detail. Lou gradually became serious immediately, and became respectful to Bu Fan.

"I don't know how big it is, I don't know anything, I'm just in charge of handing it over. Bu Fan said and walked in front of Lou Wanfei, bent down and picked up Sansang, but Lou Wanfei's palm instantly had an extra piece of jade.

"Your affairs have nothing to do with me, and your country has nothing to do with me. Bu Fan picked up Sansang and deliberately made the sword circle around his body a few times, as if he was demonstrating.

Bu Fan didn't pay attention to them anymore, turned his head and walked in the direction of Huiyue Academy, turned his back to them and continued: "By the way, your people are all dead, Xin Jie and he asked me to hand over the things to you, and now everything has nothing to do with me." ”

"I don't know anything. Bu Fan walked a long way, and shouted loudly with his back to them, there was no negative emotion in his voice just now, but a full sense of relief.

Watching Bu Fan leave, Lou Weifei and Chu Xiliang also felt that what they did just now seemed to be a little inappropriate, but now there is no Bu Fan to explain to Bu Fan.

Lou Yanfei and Chu Xiliang, who stayed in place, became very serious on their faces, and they didn't have the carelessness of Brother Gongzi at all, and watched Bu Fan go away and turned his head and entered Sikong Mansion.