The air in front of Zhuo Bufan's eyes seemed to fluctuate for a while, and all the pictures in his sight became slow, as if the Nine-Tails was playing in slow motion while watching a TV series, everything slowed down, very slowly, as if even time had slowed down.

The space also seemed to become distorted, as if many physical planes were superimposed, and he could even see the spatial ripples, the kind of scene where the top masters Xu Lao described to him had made a move and cracks appeared in the space.

A dark and secluded, unfathomable hole appeared in front of Zhuo Bufan's eyes out of thin air, like a cosmic black hole described by scientists.

In the black hole, Zhuo Bufan could even clearly see the air cut by the spatial crack, spinning at high speed and flying towards him.

Zhuo Bufan is no stranger to this situation, when he sacrifices the flying sword, there will occasionally be this phenomenon of space-time condensation, Xu Lao once told him that this is the transcendence of speed over time and space, reaching a higher level of multi-dimensional space-time.

Zhuo Bufan's heart sank, the white light of his palms flashed, and a faint sound of ice flame rose in front of him.

But for some reason, his movements became unusually slow, and the movement of his palms was also extremely difficult, seeing that the black hole vortex was about to rotate and cut to his chest, the ice flame of his palm was still a few points behind, and his whole body was even stiffer, unable to move.

The spatial crack brought out by the high-speed spinning cyclone narrowly brushed the edge of his white palm, and Zhuo Bufan watched as the spatial crack swept a dark black mark across the edge of the chaotic soul fire, and then hit his chest.

Zhuo Bufan's heart was very heavy, and he was confused. Xu Lao seemed to be really testing him, and he didn't mean to make a move. And he felt that he could no longer stop the cyclone of the spatial rift, but at this moment, a sudden explosion in his mind buzzed, and an extremely strange feeling filled his body.

At home dozens of kilometers away, Nine-Tails, who was lying on the leather sofa, suddenly raised his fox head. He showed a strange look, as if he had seen some strange scene.

In Zhuo Bufan's sight, a butterfly shined out from his eyebrows, flying freely in front of him, the most surprising thing for Zhuo Bufan was that this butterfly was obviously flying very slowly, and it seemed to be flying aimlessly and freely, like a bird in the sky.

But. But when the high-speed rotating spatial rift black hole hit Zhuo Bufan's chest, it blocked in front of him.

"Bump!"

With a loud bang, Zhuo Bufan only felt a pain in his chest, which shook him up from the inexplicable state just now and returned to the normal world.

Then, a strong force came, pushing Zhuo Bufan back hard, and the whole person carried a table. slammed into the wall hard, just like the moment when Nerve Huang was kicked by Mo Xiaoye's flying feet.

"Great! The revenge has finally been avenged!" Nerve Huang stood below Zhuo Bufan, staring at Zhuo Bufan's flying trajectory. Gloomy laughter.

"Die!" Mo Xiaoye flew up again and hung him on the wall.

"Bump!"

Zhuo Bufan slammed into the wall, sending down countless clouds of smoke and dust.

At the same time, countless heavily armed people who looked like special forces rushed in from outside the house, led by a middle-aged man with an assault sniper rifle in his hand. yelled: "Lao Liu, are you okay?"

"Damn!" Zhuo Bufan was lying on the ground, his heart was in unbearable pain, but he was happy that he seemed to be unscathed, and with a wave of his hand, three golden rays of light flew up from the top of his head, which was the Zimu Flying Lock Sword!

And breaking the sky, it had already turned into a sharp cold light, which cut Liu Lao's head.

As soon as Liu Lao's hand moved, the wine jug was blocked in front of him, the cold light flashed, and the sky broke as if it crossed the air and crossed Liu Lao's body, and at the same time, Liu Lao's movements did not stop, and then the wine jug shone at those who rushed in, and those people were like sprinkling beans into soldiers, and the water was sucked into the wine jug.

The black hole-like cyclone appeared in front of Zhuo Bufan again, watching those people twist in the air and slide into the wine jug, Zhuo Bufan only felt his mind suffocated, just like watching a cartoon scene when he was a child, and he couldn't believe his eyes at all.

"Don't do it!"

Liu Lao shook his hand at Zhuo Bufan and signaled Zhuo Bufan not to do it.

"Ahem, why should I listen to you!" Zhuo Bufan coughed, and a drop of pale green blood slowly overflowed the corners of his mouth like a human being, trembling, but Zhuo Bufan didn't see it.

"Hehe, Blue Blood Pill Heart! Sure enough, it seems that the legend is really true!" Liu Lao put the wine jug on the ground, indicating that he had no malicious intent, and then walked gently to Zhuo Bufan's side, staring at the pale green blood at the corner of his mouth, and staring affectionately, as if he was looking at his beloved lover.

Excited!

Zhuo Bufan's hand roared with a blazing white ice flame, and a trace of an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Dead old man, what do you say! Blue Blood Pill Heart, do you really think you are a hero? Hmph, you put down the demon refining pot, believe it or not, at this time, I can crush you to death with one finger!"

"You can't kill me!" Old man Liu didn't raise his head, still looking at the blood droplets on the corner of Zhuo Bufan's mouth, ignoring the white ice flame in Zhuo Bufan's hand.

Zhuo Bufan was stunned.

I can't kill you?

Believe it or not, I'm going to kill you right now, and I won't even give you a chance to speak.

"You don't know me, but I already know you. Liu Lao smiled hesitantly, like an old fox.

"Do you know me?" Zhuo Bufan's hand paused, and the Chaos Soul Fire died down.

"Yes, I not only know you, but I also know your father!" Liu Lao continued to speak as if he didn't think his words were shocking enough.

"You know, my father? how could you possibly know ,...... My father!?" Zhuo Bufan was so taken aback that he couldn't even speak, let alone do it.

"Hehe, you and I are not only fated to do this! You are also my daughter's classmate. When you were in high school, you used to be classmates in the third year of high school!" Liu Lao looked up to the sky and smiled, but he didn't know why, but Zhuo Bufan felt that the smiling eyes seemed to have tears.

"Classmates?" Zhuo Bufan dragged out his last note, and shouted in even more surprise, he knew his father, and his daughter was still a classmate, and he really couldn't find anyone who met this standard.

"Liu Dan!" Nerve Huang and Xu Lao said word by word.

Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan froze on the ground, unable to even say a word.

"Poof!" Mo Xiaoye finally smiled, Afan, you saved the country in your previous life, such a fate can exist.