Chapter 60 Zhangjia Tiger, Roaring Mao Mountain

Although I don't like Jiuyangzi and think he acts a little flamboyantly, he is indeed the first master in my life to step on purple.

The purple thunder and lightning all over his body show his strength, and every time he shoots, there will be a sound of breaking the air.

With one charged blow, you can open the mountain and rubble.

There is no need to borrow spells and talismans, and his heart can move at will, as if he is a heaven and earth.

I can see the so-called masters who step on the purple, and this trip to Maoshan is no loss for me.

You must know how many people have worked hard all their lives, not to mention entering purple, and they can't even touch half a point on the threshold!

But even so, it's a pity that I want to mention Jiuyangzi...... Because what he met was not an ordinary master, but Zhang Bufan, a tiger of the Zhang family.

As I said before, Zhang Bufan's physique is not particularly strong, and he is relatively thin.

But every time he makes a move, he will carry the momentum of wind and thunder and suppress the opponent with the power of thunder, no ...... It's to crush the opponent.

There are five elements on the outside, and there are five elements on the inside, both rigid and soft, and both inside and outside.

In the face of the top master, he still responded to the enemy with one hand while talking and laughing, and did not see the slightest panic.

This kind of demeanor, our generation, is really beyond the reach of the dust, and I have never even dreamed of it.

"Zhang Bufan, you deceive people too much!"

The more angry he became, the more chaotic Jiuyangzi's breath became, the more undisciplined his moves became, and the power of the spells and charms he made was also greatly reduced.

As the words landed, Jiuyangzi's hands were covered with thunder and lightning, and a red charm appeared in front of his eyes, as if he was accumulating power.

Normal hand-to-hand fighting, this is an excellent time, if it were me Zhang Bufan, I would have stepped forward to stop it, but he stood in place with one hand behind his back, quietly waiting for this.

It's normal to be a little arrogant and arrogant, and if I were Zhang Bufan, I would definitely not be able to control myself, but acting like this is indeed a bit too much............

Jiuyangzi himself is a master of entering the purple, and now he is relying on the method of talismans, so as soon as this move comes out, it must be a ghost crying god.

The actual situation is also as I thought, with the completion of the Jiuyang Zi Law, the sky above Qinglong Peak was clear, but above the nine heavens, it was suddenly filled with black fog, lightning and lightning, a look of the end of the world.

"Uncle Fan!"

"Uncle!"

Zhang Qingyun and Zhao Ling reminded Zhang Bufan one after another, but the latter just stood in place as if he hadn't heard it.

Jiuyangzi's face gradually became hideous, and the powerful power of the spell made him himself very painful, you know, he is using the power of the charm to borrow the power of heaven and earth at the moment, once the operation is not good, it will be a big life.

"Zhang Bufan, give the poor Dao death!"

With a roar on the ground, the thunder above the nine heavens rushed down, converging in the palm of Jiuyangzi, and then Jiuyangzi pushed horizontally with both palms, and a thunderbolt like a pillar of light roared out.

In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and the wind blew.

Don't talk about Zhang Qingyun at this moment, even Brother Li and I can't help but step forward to help Zhang Bufan resist the power of thunder and lightning.

But before we could leave, Zhang Bufan moved first!

He didn't choose to dodge, but chose to resist the power of thunder and lightning, yes, yes, he wanted to crush the power of heaven and earth with the body of a mortal.

"Heaven and earth, qi control the five elements, Haoran righteousness, prove my supernatural powers, take one of the five elements, and the golden spear appears."

With the cooperation of the mantra and the hand, the golden spear was formed in an instant, and the spear blade and the power of thunder and lightning began to compete.

The scene that shocked us reappeared, as the golden spear broke inch by inch and was swallowed by the power of thunder and lightning, Zhang Bufan actually responded with a mortal body.

I saw the power of thunder and lightning swimming in Zhang Bufan's palm, and then he roared, and the power of thunder and lightning was crushed by him with his bare hands.

This kind of approach really surprised me, and even the second view master of Maoshan was stunned, Zhang Bufan was really terrifying.

And it can also be seen from his approach today, he said that he can hit the 38th Heaven of Maoshan with his own strength is not a joke, if Maoshan and the others really play scoundrels and do not give Zhao Ling of Taiqing Sect an explanation, then I am afraid that the legendary events that had occurred back then will be repeated......

Seeing this, Jiuyangzi was stunned at first, and then fell to the ground in an instant, spitting blood, unable to say a word!

He tried his best, and even used the power of the spell at the expense of some cheating, but he was still crushed by Zhang Bufan with a superb posture.

To know...... Zhang Bufan not only did not use spells, but also met the enemy with one hand from beginning to end!!

"Longhu Mountain Zhang Bufan...... Victory! ”

After the Maoshan disciples who shouted stammered, they immediately hid in the crowd, yes, Jiuyangzi lost, and their faces were also gloomy.

"This is the power of the Zhang family's bloodline...... It's really terrifying! ”

The second view lord squinted at Zhang Bufan, put his hands behind his back, and kept nodding.

And Maoshan and the others lowered their heads and looked at their toes, silently, not as arrogant as before.

Before, they thought that Maoshan was the Xuanmen Mountain, but now, the mountain is in front of them.

That's the gap!

At the same time, this once again verifies the truth that strength is respected, as long as you are strong, you can make anyone in the world bow their heads for it, even the mysterious Maoshan is no exception.

"It's not easy to remember your cultivation, I'll spare your life, remember, when you walk around Huaxia Xuanmen in the future, you have to be polite when you meet someone surnamed Zhang, I didn't bother to play with your methods when I was seventeen or eighteen years old!"

The corners of Zhang Bufan's mouth were horizontal, and then he rose from the ground, sat upright, crossed his legs, and raised his head to look at the center of the martial arts field.

No one in Maoshan has a conversation, even the second view of the master.

"Maoshan, Mo Zhiyan, please give me advice."

Then, a young Taoist priest in a Taoist robe took a step forward with empty hands, and it seemed that the next person to compete with us should be him!

This person is not very old, and he is only twenty-three or four, with light steps, and full of heroism between his eyebrows, and he should be one of the inner disciples of Maoshan Yimai.

"Mo Zhiyan is one of the closed disciples of the Maoshan Sect, and his strength should not be underestimated!"

Obviously, although Zhang Qingyun has always been ruthless, he has done his homework quite well, and he has a certain understanding of Maoshan.

Zhao Ling handed over the long sword to others, and then stood up as a result.

"Taiqing Sect, the first disciple Zhao Ling leads!"

As Zhao Ling's words landed, Mo Zhiyan opened his mouth and replied: "Brother Zhao can choose a blade to compete with me. ”

Zhao Ling squinted his eyes and didn't reply, but walked to his position, clasped his hands into fists and saluted, with an attitude that you don't talk so much nonsense, let's hurry up.

Mo Zhiyan smiled slightly, and after returning the salute, he put on a posture.

"The person who comes is a guest, Brother Zhao, please!"

Zhao Ling was silent, and started to attack the side door, the speed was fast, the move was fierce, like a hungry tiger pounced on food, quite the wind of a strong man.