Chapter 703: Defeat the Great Guardian

Chapter 704 Defeat the Great Guardian

Hehuan Sect is worthy of being a great power of magic arts, and it can even refine fifth-rank offensive talisman.

But Zhuo Bufan didn't know that this kind of talisman was very precious, and only Ning Yu had been given four of them. With these four talisman, Ning Yu's heart was dripping blood.

However, as long as he destroys Zhuo Bufan, he will not only become famous in the underground world, but he can even take away many treasures from Zhuo Bufan, obtain more advanced inheritance secrets, and make no losses.

In the live broadcast room, everyone saw the four **** swords in the sky dragging long **** tails, and the barrage had gone crazy.

"I'm going, this is a fourth-rank talisman? And it's aggressive. It's really a prodigal. I used four of them all at once." shouted a vest named Maoshan Xiao Taoist.

"The power of this talisman, I am afraid that even Grandmaster Gang Jin will have a headache, right?"

"I guess Shadow Kill is going to be GG!"

"Shadow Kill, come on!"

"Selling bamboo rats, one for two, three for four..."

Amidst all kinds of barrage flying across, four blood-colored sword beams rushed through the air with immense power. Zhuo Bufan no longer had the true essence shield on his body, and he just punched Ning Zeyu in such a short time. , Plus the speed of the blood sword, he is inevitable.

A blood sword hit Zhuo Bufan's chest, and Zhuo Bufan stepped back, plowing two deep gullies under his feet.

Another blood sword hit him, and Zhuo Bufan continued to retreat.

Finally, Zhuo Bufan drew out his fists, and two golden mad dragons flew out from their fists head-on. After the two leaping blood swords, the point of the blood sword pressed against the fist, still spinning wildly, with a powerful breath. As the waves spread out, everyone a hundred meters away was blown to the ground and could not stand firm.

"Boom!"

The two blood swords eventually broke and collapsed, and immediately turned into a mass of blood and dissipated between the sky and the earth.

The entire fifty-meter radius of the mountainside was almost razed to the ground. Weeds, dead wood, and small trees were all blown to the ground by the strong air current, and only one person stood in place.

"How could it be that you weren't dead?" Ning Wei's pupils widened, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Wei Zeyu and Wu Shao's eyes widened, revealing an incredible color.

At this time, there were two holes in Zhuo Bufan's chest clothes, revealing the skin inside. The two blood swords just cut only a shallow white mark on the skin, not even the flesh.

"Treasure body?" Wu Shao's eyes were shining, and he stared at Zhuo Bufan, "It is said that there is a secret technique. From a young age, people use various medicinal materials and secret methods to soak their bodies. When they grow up, swords are not as good as steel. , I didn't expect you to be a body of treasure!"

After speaking, Shao Wu licked his lips, "Shao Ning, Shao Wei, I want this treasure. I specialize in spirits, and I just miss a good body to help me go further."

Wei Zeyu narrowed his eyes and said with a cold glow: "I heard that Shadow Killer has a sword, which is extremely sharp. The sword is mine."

Ning Wei smiled and said, "I want the storage ring and secret method in his hand."

The three of them directly divided Zhuo Bufan up, and regarded Zhuo Bufan as the fish that was slaughtered on the chopping board.

"One of you wants my treasure, one wants my sword, and the other wants my secret method. It depends on whether you have this ability?" Zhuo Bufan said with a flick of his wrist, after a white moonlight flashed, a three-foot sword Feng held it in his hand.

The icy sword's front carried bursts of cold air, and there were thunder and lightning jumping above it, as if it showed its power.

As soon as Wei Zeyu saw the sword, his eyes appeared brilliant, as if he had seen a fairy beauty, and his eyes showed greed.

Zhuo Bufan held the Ice Emperor Rain Sword and waved it down smoothly. A silver thread as thin as a cicada's wings drifted along Shao Wu. The clone of Shao Wu was defeated by Zhuo Bufan, and his strength was the weakest among the three.

But the Black Witch Cult is good at all kinds of weird spells and secret spells, which poses the greatest threat to Zhuo Bufan, so Zhuo Bufan was the first to destroy the Young Sovereign of the Black Witch Cult.

Young Master Wu showed a look of horror on his face.

The thin silver thread seemed to come slowly and quickly, passing through the trees, flowers and grass, to Wu Shao's.

"Er dare..." The old man standing next to Young Master Wu suddenly shouted, and stood in front of Young Master Wu. He pinched a weird seal with both hands, and a black shield stood in front of him.

The silver thread is like cutting tofu, easily passing through the black shield.

The old man of the Black Witch Cult paled in shock, and quickly stepped back and spoke like a black mist, but no matter what he did, the silver thread still moved forward unstoppably.

The old man stretched out his hands, and the skin on his arms and wrists was tattooed with some ancient and strange runes. These runes suddenly glowed gray, and his hands turned into huge hideous ghost heads, blue-faced fangs, and his mouth opened towards the silver thread. Bite off.

The trajectory of the silver line paused slightly, but the two ghost heads were also chopped into gray mist. The old man of the Black Witch Cult spouted a big mouthful of blood, but he had condensed the evil spirit and death spirit for decades to form a ghost, and he did not expect that even Zhuo Bufan's sword power would not be able to stop it.

"Great Guardian!" Young Master Wu's face was full of horror.

"Young Witch Master, this guy is not easy to deal with!" The old man of the Black Witch Cult turned pale and said.

Zhuo Bufan's eyes flashed a cold light, "Can you block my sword, can you block my second and third sword?"

As soon as the voice fell, the row of trees that had been rubbed by the silver thread was compromised and broken, and the cut was smooth as a mirror.

Zhuo Bufan said, punching Feiwei Zeyu, a sword swaying Ning Wei, his figure like the wind, and a sword carrying the might of the world, slashing towards the old man and the shaman of the black witch sect.

"Shadow kill, you dare to kill my great protector of the Acacia Sect, I will cramp you and skin your soul, and use fire sacrifices to refine your soul for three years so that you will suffer all the torture." Wu Shao was frightened and angry.

Zhuo Bufan ignored him at all, with a forward aura, a silver ray of light struck down, as if to cut the world in half, every inch of the land and vegetation were frozen into icy edges wherever the sword spirit passed, and pulled out. A long ice road.

The black witch teaches the old man with a solemn face, blood is vomiting, and a thick gray mist is emitted from his body, all gathered around his body, and the whole person is completely enveloped by death.

"With my blood, blood sacrifice!"

The old man of the Black Witch Cult screamed, his eyes were bloodshot, and he wanted to fight Zhuo Bufan hard.

Suddenly all the gray air in the old man gathered together, like a prehistoric tyrannosaurus, with an extremely violent and weird aura rushing towards Zhuo Bufan.

"Cut me!" Zhuo Bufan yelled, and the dragon fish soul in the Ice Emperor's Rain Sword made a groan as if feeling in a certain way.

The silver sword light and the long dragon condensed by the gray mist collided together, splitting the dragon's head and dragon's spine and dragon tail, and then the silver light flashed past the old man. The old man turned into two halves from the middle, and was smashed together with his soul.

"Great Guardian!" Shao Wu's eyes stared like copper bells, with bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and his body trembled: "Zhuo Bufan, my black witch sect will never die with you!"