However, it is purely a lot of Xingjiu's thoughts.

Zhuang Bufan was able to deal with him so easily, all because his Khan Fei martial arts were not ordinary martial arts.

It's a consumable thing he'd condensed earlier.

The beads of sweat in his hands were not condensed in the battle, but condensed earlier, and then sealed with a secret method, and only then were they released.

I have to say that Xing Jiu You can force Zhuang Bufan to use consumables, and he has the strength.

Originally, Zhuang Bufan didn't want to do this, after all, it is very rare to condense a bead of sweat.

He didn't want to waste this boring battle.

Helplessly, he had injuries on his body, and he couldn't forcibly urge the Extraordinary Supreme Bone, which made him unable to successfully resist Xing Jiuyou's next attack.

On the open field, surrounded by spectators, they watched this fierce battle.

For the first time, I understood how powerful this young man named Zhuang Bufan was.

It's ridiculous that a few hours ago, they wantonly humiliated Zhuang Bufan, saying that he was a waste.

After watching this battle, everyone shook their heads, and said in their hearts, "If Zhuang Bufan is a waste, then I am a guy who is not even a waste." ”

Everyone couldn't help but secretly regret that they shouldn't have listened to the rumors and said bad things about Zhuang Bufan, which led to being found out now and nakedly slapped in the face.

Some of them all made trumpets with their hands, "Zhuang Bufan, you are the best, come on, kill the blue-robed boy." ”

In order to wash away the shame in their hearts, they all shouted for Zhuang Bufan, tearing their throats, for fear that Zhuang Bufan would not hear it.

In the face of the continuous bursts of cheers in the crowd, Xing Jiuyou's face was pale, more ugly than eating.

"Hmph, Zhuang Bufan, you really exceeded my expectations, I didn't expect it to be so powerful, but I've seen it, your sweaty martial arts are not just condensed by you, but have been prepared for a long time. ”

Before, Xing Jiuyou was angry and didn't notice this, but after this time, in the shouts of the crowd, he calmed down.

"There's nothing wrong with that. Zhuang Bufan spread his hands and said calmly.

He didn't have to lie about that.

Call......

It turned out that he had been prepared, used consumables, and deliberately said a martial arts name to confuse the public, which was really powerful.

Zhuang Bufan looked at the sky and watched the sky darken, this time the battle lasted for half an hour.

He was feeling a little bored and wanted to end the fight as soon as possible.

With a sigh of relief, Zhuang Bufan refocused his gaze on the blue-robed young man in front of him, and said with a smile, "Okay, every time you fight, it's always you who make a move, and now it's time for me to make a move." ”

As soon as the words fell, a white knife appeared in Zhuang Bufan's right hand out of nowhere.

With a pitch-black sword in one hand, a white knife in the other, and Zhuang Bufan in the middle, he looks like a monk who has attained the Tao, full of solemnity.

"Next, I'll tell you what a real bit of ice is. ”

When the words fell, Zhuang Bufan's eyes burst with bright light.

A small pitch-black sword that was cold all over his body was thrown out first, followed by a small knife as bright as day.

Its momentum is huge.

And Zhuang Bufan was at the very end, turning into a light with his body, and becoming one with the former, forming a straight line, which rushed straight to the chest of Xing Jiuyou.

This move is a little cold, and even people in the samurai realm can't resist it.

Not to mention the Nine Heavens of Torture, a guy who only has ten heavens for martial disciples.

The blue robe on Xing Jiuyou's body was hunting, and it was rolled up by Zhuang Bufan's might, and even his long hair floated in the air.

"Is this your true strength?" Xing Jiuyou saw this move and said in his heart.

However, he is not afraid of these, anyway, he still has a trick.

This move is different from the other two moves, it is a real defensive technique.

If it weren't for this, Xing Jiuyou would have used it a long time ago, how could he let Zhuang Bufan strike first.

In this way, he can let his Sanhua Kendo shine in the eyes of the world.

"Sanhua Kendo, the last move, a flower is as rich and gorgeous as a peony. ”

Crash......

The three-flower sword blooms with a gorgeous peony red, and if you don't know that this is a fight, you will definitely think that you are holding a flower show.

All kinds of flowers, competing to bloom, fascinate people's eyes.

These peony flowers bloom on the sword, forming a wall of flowers, which is impermeable.

The corners of Xing Jiuyou's mouth lifted a smile, and he said with a smile, "This trick Huabi is not so easy to break, even if I use the strongest attack method, I can't break a hole, and this guy named Zhuang Bufan is very powerful, but in front of my Huabi, he is not qualified enough." ”

He was confident and ready to resist the first sword stab.

The jet-black sword, like an assassin in the night, is ready to seal the throat of the enemy with blood.

It stabbed into the wall of flowers, and also stabbed on the sword of the three flowers, but it did no damage.

Qiang Qiang ......

The jet-black sword was mercilessly flicked off and fell to the ground, losing its original brilliance.

Seeing this, Xing Jiuyou's smile bloomed like a flower.

Just when he thought that this was nothing more than a real bit of ice, he wanted to laugh at Zhuang Bufan.

Accidents happen, and the flower wall, which was still blooming continuously, was covered in ice and spread everywhere, so that it could no longer bloom beautiful flowers.

Xing Jiuyou felt a stream of ice-soaked hands, making him unable to breathe.

However, this was not the end of the matter, a dazzling white knife pierced into the flower wall, and immediately made the beads of sweat on Xing Jiuyou's forehead trickle down.

The tiger's mouth hurts, and he actually let the Sanhua sword, which he regarded as his life, fall off, and this alone is a great shame.

The defense had already been broken, but the attack was not over yet, Zhuang Bufan turned into a ray of light, and approached the chest of Xing Jiuyou.

Xing Jiuyou wanted to escape and avoid this unstoppable attack, but it was too late......

Zhuang Bufan inserted one hand into Xing Jiuyou's chest, making Xing Jiuyou's consciousness scatter, and for a moment, it seemed to leave this world.

But then, the pain hit instantly, spread all over his body, and made his face twist into a ball.

"Ah, you...... You ......"

He wanted to say something very badly, but the pain in his chest weighed down on the words that came to his mouth.

Zhuang Bufan's indifferent face stared at Xing Jiuyou, "It seems that the defense you have arranged is nothing more than that." ”

The people present looked at this scene, and they didn't dare to make a sound, they were originally in the middle of the city, and they should be shouting one after another.

But now it was the middle of the night, and I didn't hear anyone cry.

It's really a sight in front of me, it's too shocking.

Zhuang Bufan took out his hand, looked at the blood on his hand, shook it, and shook it off, shaking off the excess blood.

But there was still blood in his hands, and he couldn't shake it off.

Zhuang Bufan thought about it, looked at Xing Jiu's face, which was as white as paper, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, this little injury is not enough to die." ”

As soon as the words fell, the bloody hand wiped the blue robe of Xing Jiuyou, and said casually, "This is your blood, let's give it back to you." ”