Bu Fan's peach orchard was cast into a peachwood sword, but at this time, a man in sackcloth walked straight towards Bu Fan with a long sword hanging from his waist.

"Uncle Mai?" The young man hid behind Bufan, and couldn't help but exclaim when he saw the man in Mai.

"Do you know him?" asked Boufan.

"Let's run! This peach orchard is his!" said the young man with a little weakness.

"I only took a section of the branch, and I didn't destroy this ancient peach tree, what are you going to run?" Bufan was still standing there, he only took a small section of the branch, and he didn't hurt the peach tree, he didn't think the man in sackcloth would not be unreasonable.

But he was wrong, the man in sackcloth walked in front of Bufan, and his shrewd eyes looked at the peachwood sword in Bufan's hand.

"This is my peach orchard, how can you trespass at will?" asked the man in Mai.

"I thought this was Borderlands, and besides, I was just taking a piece of peach!" Bouvan said.

"Heh, that's a good word, just take a piece of peach wood, if I don't come, you are likely to dig up this peach wood completely!" The Mai man narrowed his eyes and stared at the peach wood sword in Bufan's hand.

Bufan could clearly see a greedy glimmer in his eyes.

In an instant, Bu Fan understood that when the peachwood sword was psychic, it would definitely change the aura in the peach orchard, and it was precisely because of this subtle change in the peach orchard that this keen Mai man found this place.

"You don't want to spew blood, even if we can dig this peach tree out, but how can we transport it away?" argued the young man as he hid behind Bufan.

"I don't care how you take it, I just know that you have to be bad for this peach tree! I'm a very talkative person, leave the peachwood sword in your hand, and I'll let you go!" The man in Mai pulled out the long sword hanging from his waist slightly, revealing a sword light.

His meaning was obvious, if Bu Fan didn't leave the psychic mahogany sword in his hand, he would make a move!

"You have taken a fancy to this peachwood sword in my hand, right?" asked Bufan, raising the peachwood sword in his hand and turning to the Mai man.

"That's right!" the man in sackcloth nodded, and the long sword in his waist was pulled out one more point, and the young man behind Bufan he knew, a little doll. As for Boufan, he looks like an ordinary person. As a swordsman, how could he be afraid of Bufan!

Besides, a psychic sword does have an unparalleled value, which makes his heart flutter!

"If you really have the ability, take it yourself!" Bufan gripped the peachwood sword. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He was a monk with supernatural powers. If this man in sackcloth really doesn't know what to do, he wants to make a move on him. Then I don't recommend teaching him a lesson.

"That's what you said, don't regret it!" the Mai man's eyes narrowed completely, and then he drew the long sword at his waist. As swift as a gust of wind, it stabbed directly at Bufan.

Bu Fan clearly felt that the long sword in the Mai man's waist contained a sword intent, and this sword intent actually threatened him!

Bu Fan was stunned, you must know that he is a monk of the peak realm, a fairy-like existence, but this mortal sword has threatened Bu Fan, and even Bu Fan can feel that this sword can threaten his life.

"It's really weird, it's worth paying attention to!" Bu Fan raised the peachwood sword in his hand, and the ancient characters of Qianzhi punched into this peachwood sword, and this peachwood sword suddenly had a sense of vastness.

He held his sword parallel to his body, trying to block the tip of the Mai man's longsword.

"Mantis arm as a car!" the man in sackcloth showed a sneer, his momentum became even more aggressive, and even a strange wind blew Bufan's white hair flying.

"It's over, it's over, how can a wooden sword block an iron sword!" the young man ran to the side, covering his eyes with his hand, he thought that Bufan would definitely lose.

The long sword of the man in sackcloth finally poked at Bufan's wooden sword, and Bufan clearly felt that there was an intent coming from the ordinary long sword, and it was precisely because of this intent that it could threaten Bufan's existence.

"Wei Guo's sword path is really interesting! This intention can actually make a mortal threaten the immortal god!" Bu Fan said secretly in his heart, but then he sneered.

Although the Mai man's sword could threaten him, it was far inferior to Bufan in terms of combat and other aspects.

Bufan's peachwood sword turned, and the blade of the peachwood sword grazed the long sword of the man in sackcloth and slashed towards him.

The Mai man's face changed drastically, but it was because he couldn't understand why this peachwood sword could block the iron sword in his hand, but years of combat experience made his body subconsciously arch, and he could dodge the blade of the Bufan peachwood sword.

The man in sackcloth dodged Bufan's straight slash and slashed at Bufan, but Bufan drew his sword with his backhand, blocked his blade with a wooden sword again, and then slashed straight again.

The Mai man's face changed, he didn't expect that Bufan looked ordinary, but he could dodge the long sword in his hand and be able to fight back, he chose to retreat.

His arms stretched out, his legs exerted, and he retreated directly.

Bu Fan was also intimidated by the fierceness of the Mai man, he couldn't hit him hard in hand-to-hand combat, although Bu Fan used these two moves very casually.

But next, Bu Fan didn't plan to let go of this Mai man, after all, this Mai man was a little too greedy, and Bu Fan wanted to teach Mai a lesson!

At this time, Bu Fan suddenly thought of the hundred-step flying sword that the young man said, he used his soul to levitate the peachwood sword in his palm, and then the peachwood sword pierced directly towards the Mai man, and his body followed the peachwood sword towards the Mai man.

"Hundred steps flying sword, are you a great sword master?" The man in Mai looked at the flying peachwood sword, his face suddenly turned pale, his body swept backwards, he didn't dare to face the people of the Great Sword Master realm.

The legendary Great Sword Master realm can control the long sword in his hand with his own will, exert stronger power, and even be able to cast a hundred-step flying sword.

He didn't dare to continue fighting, because he was already frightened by Bu Fanshi's hand at this time, and any person in the realm of a great sword master couldn't be easily resisted.

He wanted to retreat, but found that he had no way out, so he could only squint his eyes and hold the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, hoping to resist the peachwood sword in Bufan's hand.

Life and death depend on fate! The Mai man was heartbroken and stabilized his body.

Bu Fan used his soul to control the peachwood sword on his body, and hit it directly on the sword of the Mai man, he could clearly feel that the sword intent in that sword was frantically resisting, but how could this compete with Bu Fan.

Bufan's power directly shattered the Mai man's long sword through the peachwood sword, and then the peachwood sword directly pressed against the Mai man's throat! (To be continued......)