()"Buzz~~"

Zhuge Buliang's palm was crystal clear, and he reached out to grab the golden edge, the sword roared, and the golden sword was shattered in Zhuge Buliang's hand.

"Hmph, it's a bit of a trick!" The black-faced young man sneered, raised his hand and pointed his fingers again and again, and one after another golden swords shot out through his body, hitting Zhuge Buliang like a shock.

Zhuge Buliang sneered, stepped on the air step, the footwork was extremely mysterious, Zhuge Buliang's body was ethereal, with one hand behind his back, even if he was dodging the opponent's attack, it looked understated and indifferent.

"Did you go out to eat?

"It's crazy!" The black-faced young man quickly knotted the magic seal with one hand, and the golden mangs surged, and a mysterious sword diagram appeared above the black-faced young man's head. The sword intent in the sword diagram was buzzing, and the edge of the Dao was revealed.

"Go!" The black-faced young man beckoned, and the golden sword in the sword diagram flew out, forming a sword net.

Zhuge Buliang grabbed the void, and a large white handprint poked out and grabbed the golden sword net.

"Sonorous!"

The white handprints touched the golden sword net, and there was a metallic sound, and sparks shot out.

Zhuge Buliang's eyes flashed with sharp mangs, and he slapped his palms again, and the two big handprints pressed down, and the space became extremely distorted, as if it would collapse at any time.

"Bang!"

The three big handprints were pressed down at the same time, and the golden sword net instantly disintegrated. At the same time, the mysterious sword diagram above the black-faced young man's head also turned into bits of golden light and dissipated.

"This..."The black-faced young man's face changed, and he shot out several golden sword rays again, but they were shattered by Zhuge Buliang's understatement.

"Eight-level tower!" the black-faced young man sighed, a small black tower flew out quickly, the small tower became larger in the wind, more than ten zhang high, like a small mountain, the black tower has a total of eight floors.

"Your magic weapon is the same as your people...... Black!" Zhuge Buliang said with a smile, the law in his hand changed, and a blood seal floated in the air, and he moved towards the eighth-level tower.

"Boom!"

The eighth-level tower shook, and a breathtaking black light swept towards the blood seal.

"Hmph, you won't be able to speak for a while!" shouted the black-faced young man in shame.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The blood mark collided with the eighth-level tower, and the hideous grimaces on the blood mark were swirling, and the blood was steaming. The eighth-level tower was faintly a little more than a little bit, and it was bombarded by blood marks dozens of times in a row, and there were even some cracks.

"How can this be, I am a high-level magic weapon. The black-faced youth looked surprised.

"Hmph, break it to Lao Tzu!" Zhuge Bu waved his hand, and the blood seal was suppressed, and the eighth-level tower was shocked out with a "bang". The eighth-level tower turned into a small tower the size of a palm again, and flew back to the black-faced youth's side.

"What a strange trick this is!" the black-faced youth was shocked.

Zhuge Buliang also secretly rejoiced, that eighth-level tower is indeed a good magic weapon, if he insisted on a round just now, I am afraid that he will lose. But now the ending is certain, Zhuge Buliang stepped on the air step, and instantly approached the black-faced young man.

The palm of his hand was attached to the face of the black-faced youth, and with a shock of his arm, the black-faced youth had already flown out upside down, but it only pushed him out, so as not to really hurt the other party. He had just come to Yanzhou, and he didn't want to form a bond with the Pan family.

The black-faced young man flew out more than ten meters and hit a rock, and the rock suddenly flew with stone chips. The black-faced young man kept coughing up blood, and he struggled to stand up, but his chest was tight, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he suddenly collapsed.

"This ......" Several children of the Pan family, including Chu Yunchang, all showed frightened expressions.

"Good, good, good!" At this time, a young man in white with embroidery walked out, with a slender figure and a sickly posture, his face was pale, as if he was malnourished.

"It's really not easy, I'll come and meet you?" The other party just asked, but as soon as the words fell, the embroidered young man had already started to move, he was extremely conceited, and he rushed directly to Zhuge Buliang, his palm poked out, and the young man's arm was covered with a thick layer of rock.

"Bang!"

Zhuge Buliang waved his fist to greet him, only to feel a dull force coming, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back. And the embroidered young man also withdrew a few steps, and his face seemed to be even paler.

"It's an opponent..."Zhuge Buliang was surprised in his heart, and the other party's cultivation would definitely not pass the Jindan period.

"Hmph, little bastard, you accept your fate, Cousin Pan Longxiu is a genius of the family, and at the age of sixteen, he is already a master of the dazzling period, you are dead!" Chu Yun said hatefully.

Zhuge Buliang took a breath of cool air, and the seemingly weak young man in front of him broke through the dazzling period at the age of sixteen. I didn't expect that the Pan family would have such a genius, this kind of character would be crazy even if the top ten factions in Kyushu saw it.

This weak young man looked to be about twenty years old, and with his cultivation level, he believed that he was already a cultivator at the seventh or eighth level of the Xuanzhao period.

"What a genius!" Zhuge was secretly shocked.

"Cousin Long Xiu, kill this kid!" Chu Yunchang urged.

Pan Longxiu's slender figure looked weak, and he said indifferently: "I don't have a life-and-death enmity with him, why kill him, but he is a good opponent, worth fighting!"

After that, Pan Longxiu's earthy brown true yuan fluctuated outside his body, and the true yuan power condensed into a pair of armor covering his body, flashing with a faint yellow light. Pan Longxiu's slender fingers were like a girl, constantly sealing, at this time, a huge mountain was suspended above Pan Longxiu's head, and the mountain was shaped like a big seal, Chu Tian Chu earth.

Pan Longxiu held Da Yue with one arm, his thin figure was not proportional to the big seal on his head at all.

Behind him, all the Pan family disciples retreated, with a look of horror on their faces.

Zhuge Buliang was also shocked, his pupils constricted, and he felt a clear atmosphere, this mountain seemed to come from the primeval world through space, and the majestic momentum was suffocating.

"This is ......" Zhuge Buliang looked at the Dayue Fang Seal in Pan Longxiu's hand in shock.

"This is the exercise I practiced, the Ancient Great Seal Decision!" Pan Longxiu's face turned even paler.