Chapter 568: Movie Killing Prestige

The 569th chapter shadow kill prestige

"You're Zhuo Bufan?" Miao Sanye was stunned for a while, and suddenly laughed and said, "It's a coincidence, you hurt my nephew Jiangpu yesterday?"

"Well, I played it." Zhuo Bufan said indifferently with an indifferent expression.

Miao Sanye simply sat on the sofa, stroking a piece of green jade finger on his thumb, his eyes flashed with brilliance, "You deserve to be the Golden State Junior King, with extraordinary aura, my nephew, who is not a good thing, is compared to you. , It's a lot worse."

Yang Yan, who stood quietly next to him, cast a cold light in his eyes and took a step, "How did you talk to our third master?"

"Hey, Xiao Yan, this is the Young King of Jinzhou, you don't have to speak here." Miao Sanye waved his hand before Yang Yan returned.

Mr. Tong and Yan Wei on the side were both stunned. Although they don’t know why Sanye Miao called Zhuo Bufan the Golden State Junior King, as long as they are not fools, they seem to have a festival. The needle is facing the wheat, and the air is filled. The smell of gunpowder smoke is on the verge.

"Golden State Junior King, did this Zhuo family's second young master and Third Master also have a holiday?" Yan Wei said indifferently, "Is the second young master Zhuo so arrogant? ."

When Sanye Miao heard his words, a chill flashed in his eyes.

This time, he used Mr. Tong to thread the needle, just to get a relationship with the Jeju Yan family and expand business matters. He didn't expect Zhuo Bufan to offend even the Yan family.

Now Yan Jia Wei Shao and Jinzhou new leader Miao Sanye are added together, VS Jinzhou teenager Wang Zhuo Bufan.

"Zhuo Bufan, I have heard of your name. You were so majestic in Jinzhou last year. Even Chu Tian worshipped under your door, but I am not out of Chu Tian's ilk." Miao Sanye said, raising his head, but his body was actually abrupt. When it came out, Tong always felt a great pressure.

"In my eyes, Chu Tian is just a little guy who can't stand up to the stage. You can defeat him, but Miao San is not so good to bully. Now you kneel down and kowtow to beg for mercy. I think it’s for the Zhuo family’s sake. How about spare your life?"

"Only you and the Yan family are qualified to make me kneel?"

Zhuo Bufan shook his head helplessly, "If you really become a top powerhouse, you won't know who I am. It's a pity that you shrink into a small place like Jinzhou and become a landlord. No matter it is information, you have too much vision. Shallow."

"It's a crazy tone. I practiced martial arts since I was a child. I worshipped the Eagle Gate at the age of five. No one has ever dared to talk to me in this tone since I stepped into Anjin." Miao Sanye's face was furious, and his fingers clasped his fingers. , The whole body is chilling.

"I said, your vision is too narrow, Yelang is arrogant."

Zhuo Bufan continued to shake his head.

"Well, since you have such a big tone, let me teach you a lesson for the third master and see what you can do." After saying that, Yang Yan kicked with a violent kick, curling up a strong wind, and bringing up a ghost. .

He was also a master of dark power, and his strength should be one level worse than Qianwu.

Miao Jiangpu’s face showed a sullen smile. Yang Yan is an apprentice trained by his third uncle himself. He is superb. He has seen Yang Yan kick and break a willow tree with thick arms. This kick hit Zhuo Bufan. On the head, it can be concussed, or killed.

But when Yang Yan kicked it, Zhuo Bufan only slightly raised a finger to block Yang Yan's sharp attack.

Zhuo Bufan still sat on the sofa, took a sip of the red wine, without even looking at Yang Yan.

"This..." Yang Yan's pupils widened, with an incredible color in his eyes.

Miao Jiangpu, President Tong and Yan Wei were dumbfounded, and one arm blocked Yang Yan's sharp kick. Even Miao Sanye showed a solemn color, and put away the contempt in his eyes, adding a touch of gloom.

"Yang Yan, come back, you are not his opponent." Miao Sanye stood up, the whole body was raised again.

"As expected to be the Golden State Junior King, I really have two brushes, otherwise Chu Tian would not be able to convince you. But I Miao San is not Chu Tian." Miao San Ye said, the five fingers are hooked, like steel and iron, so fierce. When he caught Zhuo Bufan, there was a scream in the air.

Zhuo Bufan glanced at him, Miao San's martial arts stepped into the pinnacle of dark energy, only one step away from the master, his true essence was surging like a river.

But he even defeated the grandmaster, let alone a warrior who hadn't reached the realm of the grandmaster.

"Iron Eagle Claws!" Miao Sanye's double claws grabbed white air in the air, trying his best to change, grabbing at Zhuo Bufan's throat with a tricky angle.

Zhuo Bufan raised his palm and sealed his throat, as if slow and fast, he actually grabbed Miao San's iron claws, squeezed it hard, and the sound of finger bones breaking was clear and loud. With a shake of his hand, Miao San flew out directly. , Smashed on the precious Persian woolen blanket, glide seven or eight meters before stopping.

"San Ye..." Yang Yan's throat was like fire, and his whole body trembled.

He is not only Miao San’s right arm, but also a close disciple of Miao San. He is very clear about how powerful Miao San’s iron eagle claws are. A mark several inches deep, let alone a person's palm, can take away a large piece of skin and flesh with a light swipe.

But just now Miao San's iron claw was scraped on Zhuo Bufan's palm, and if it was scraped on a steel plate, he didn't even leave a white mark, but Zhuo Bufan crushed his bones.

Yan Wei frowned tightly. The Yan family is a large Jeju family, and the family also worships martial artists. He also has some knowledge of martial arts, but he didn't expect Zhuo Bufan to be a martial artist.

Mr. Tong was even more sweaty, his legs trembling like a sieve, and his heart was extremely complicated. Who said Mr. Ye's husband was a little white face, a superb dude, and he was clearly an expert.

"No wonder, with Ye Ziqin's appearance and identity, how could it be possible to find a dude casually." Yan Wei squeezed his fist and said inwardly.

At this time, the bodyguards brought by Miao San pulled out their pistols and aimed their dark muzzles at Zhuo Bufan. As long as he moved, he would shoot immediately.

"Uncle?" Miao Jiangpu came back to his senses, staring at Zhuo Bufan fiercely, "What are you doing in a daze, this guy even dares to hit my uncle, why don't you shoot quickly."

"Wait."

Suddenly, San Ye Miao who was lying on the ground shouted, and immediately looked at Zhuo Bufan with a fluctuating expression. He stood up with the pain and slowly reached Zhuo Bufan's side. He actually bent down and bowed, lowered his head, and said respectfully. : "Second Young Master Zhuo, are you the shadow killer of Westwind Town?"

"Oh, have you heard my name?" Zhuo Bufan said lightly, somewhat curious.

Hearing his words, Miao Sanye knelt on the ground with a thud, and said in horror: "Second Young Master, I am a disciple of the Eagle Gate. The elder of the Eagle Gate warned me not to offend you."

As a warrior, Miao Sanye has a sect. He naturally knows many things that ordinary people don’t know. It is rumored that Shadow Killer killed Liu Miao, the master of the Blue Dragon Sect, and the elder of Hehuan Sect in Xifeng Town. It is rumored that he was only 18 years old. Recently, there has been an evildoer in the martial arts world, killing a master is like killing a chicken and a dog, and Miao Sanye instantly thinks of Zhuo Bufan.