At this moment, with an unstoppable blow, Zhuang Bufan shouted, "The sword and sword are united."

Bang……

The gap in strength can be made up with martial arts.

If no one believed this sentence, then he might understand this truth after seeing Zhuang Bufan's blow.

Zhuang Long was slightly stunned when he saw all this, but he was very confident in his strength, especially the Long Xian he used, which was definitely not the fantasy he had imagined.

It is a real force. He once followed Long Xian and the elders in the warrior realm to resist three moves without losing the upper hand. He knew how powerful Long Xian was.

This time, Zhuang Long folded his hands together, and the dragon-patterned knife in his hand burst out with a dazzling light, which made Zhuang Bufan unable to open his eyes for a moment.

But Zhuang Bufan's sword combination is really not about playing around. The two completely different forces are shining with strange brilliance in Zhuang Bufan's hands.

In this way, a golden dragon wrapped around Zhuang Long's body.

Zhuang Bufan's blade suddenly slashed on the dragon's head, trying to cut the dragon down.

However, Long Xian's power was not as weak as he imagined, but was bursting with a brighter light, resisting Zhuang Bufan's aggressive attack.

When Zhuang Bufan saw that even his strongest killer move could resist, his eyes when he looked at Long Xian became even more complicated.

It seems that he is secretly sighing at the injustice of the people.

"Haha, in front of my Dragon Xian, no matter how powerful your martial arts are, you must bow your head and surrender in front of my Golden Dragon."

Faced with Zhuang Long's mockery, Zhuang Bufan pursed his lips tightly and stopped quarreling with Zhuang Long. Instead, he moved his body to the right. After he recovered, another sword appeared in Zhuang Bufan's hand.

He waved his hand and shouted, "It's not over yet, this killer move is not over yet. You will know the power of this martial art in a while."

Seeing this, Zhuang Long waved the dragon pattern knife in his hand and said with a smile, "Don't think that if you want to continue attacking, I will be stupid enough to hit you. Now, it's time for me to attack."

As he said that, the dragon-patterned knife in his hand exuded unparalleled power, which made people frightened.

With a wave of his hand, Zhuang Long shouted, "Dragon Breath."

Bang……

The blade emitted a thin white mist, which made the already terrifying dragon-patterned knife now seem even more mysterious and terrifying.

Zhuang Long continued to smile and said, "How is it? You're scared."

"Is it powerful or not? I will have to try it out before I know."

Zhuang Bufan snorted coldly, holding the sword in his hand tightly, waiting for Zhuang Long to use the killing move.

Zhuang Long's pace accelerated, and the knife in his hand raised above his head, ran to Zhuang Bufan desperately and waved it.

The dragon pattern knife with white aerosol looks quite powerful.

Zhuang Bufan saw that the white fog was about to hit, but he didn't know what power this thing had. He could only dodge slightly and try not to touch the white fog himself.

However, in this way, the dodge means are much less used.

He had no choice but to force Zhuang Long to use the dragon-patterned knife, a knife in his hand, and the dragon-patterned knife in his hand came into contact with it.

How about...

This dragon-patterned knife was actually corroding the treasure sword in his hand, which made Zhuang Bufan's pupils shrink and he immediately retreat to avoid the subsequent attack.

But this retreat gave Zhuang Long a good opportunity to attack. Without saying anything, Zhuang Long took the lead, waved his hand, and the dragon-patterned knife pressed Zhuang Bufan to come.

Faced with this unavoidable offensive, Zhuang Bufan could only take over it.

He gritted his teeth, raised his right foot upward, and shouted at Zhuang Long, "Tornado Leg."

"Bang……"

As soon as the heel of the right foot touched the knife surface of the dragon pattern knife, a cold feeling surged from the soles of his feet into his heart, making him feel cold all over.

Even the shoes were corroded, and a big hole was broken from the tip of the shoes, and bare toes appeared from inside.

Faced with these, Zhuang Long sneered, "I really overestimate my ability to still want to kick with my feet."

As he said that, he continued to use the knife in his hand, no longer talking nonsense with Zhuang Bufan, and directly waved it, which made everyone look disgusted.

"It's so fucking unbelievable."

Of course, there is no one here, and such a stunning knife can only be appreciated by the two of them.

Zhuang Bufan did not expect that Zhuang Long would have the next change in offensive, so he immediately waved the small sword in his hand and caught the knife.

The huge force came and the smell of white mist corroded, all of this made it difficult for Zhuang Bufan to deal with.

This battle can be said to be the biggest trouble facing Zhuang Bufan, and Zhuang Bufan, who only has the third level of martial arts, is difficult to deal with.

"Haha, I'm scared, I have no choice but to do anything, are you still trying to show off? I asked you before, but you didn't know, and I took advantage of this to knock me out. Now I know that my strength is not something that you are like an ant that can be seen in front of."

Zhuang Long shouted wildly at Zhuang Bufan who was gritting his teeth and resisting him. He slashed at him with one sword.

It makes Zhuang Bufan suffer so much.

"Hurry up and hand over the Warcraft Crystal to me. Maybe I can make you die more happily."

Zhuang Long continued to say that at this moment, he looked at Zhuang Bufan as if he was a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, waiting for him to cut the leeks.

"Have you said enough?" Zhuang Bufan waved his sword with both hands, resisting the attack of the dragon-patterned knife, and biting it tightly like scissors.

Zhuang Long looked at all this and smiled, "Hey, the little bastard can resist. It seems that you are quite stubborn, interesting and interesting... Let me break your ridiculous self-esteem and let you know the power of my Longxian."

Bang... On the dragon pattern knife, the white fog became more intense, and everywhere the fog went, it was corroded, making people see the scalp numb.

However, Zhuang Bufan, who was closest, suffered the most damage. Even if he tried every means to avoid it, he could not stop the white poisonous fog coming from all directions.

As a last resort, Zhuang Bufan took a deep breath and swallowed the white poisonous fog into his stomach. In this way, the poisonous fog would not have to touch the skin.

However, the internal organs will definitely be damaged.

And these are not important. Zhuang Bufan has prepared good medicine for healing. If he is poisoned within three hours, he can heal himself.

Zhuang Long didn't know this, and he thought that Zhuang Bufan was attracted by his aura and his mind was not clear.

He laughed and said, "Your brain was caught in the door, and you actually sucked my dragon breath and was injured by the poisonous fog. In a short while, your internal organs will be covered with bruises. Surrender to me quickly. Maybe I will spare your life and give you an antidote."

Faced with Zhuang Long's unscrupulous ridicule, Zhuang Bufan lowered his head and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if facing a fool.

His hand was moved, and the knife took advantage of Zhuang Long's ridicule and drew a hole in Zhuang Long's arm.

This made Zhuang Long, who had been laughing constantly, angry, cursed his mother, and shouted to Zhuang Bufan, "You are finished. You have hurt me, and you have to pay a heavy price. Now, it is useless for you to ask me. I have to make you bruised and bruised on you."

Zhuang Bufan took Zhuang Long's words as farts, rushed forward silently, and stabbed Zhuang Long's chest with a sword.

Now, Zhuang Long was a little panicked, which made him lose his hands and feet.

Immediately afterwards, Zhuang Bufan took advantage of this gap and whispered, "Kill the Ice."

As the words ended, ice gradually appeared on the tip of the sword, and it pierced into its not-so-thin clothes, directly piercing its chest, making Zhuang Long's chest chill.

He was bleeding, and a large amount of blood flowed out, staining his clothes.

"You..." Zhuang Long looked at him in disbelief, as if this killer move was not expected.

Zhuang Bufan looked at all this and said with a smile, "Trump, you obviously have such a great advantage, and it's all ruined in this mouth."

As he said that, he hooked his fingers and unknowingly, he took the magic beast crystal that Zhuang Long snatched into his hand.

He also seized the remaining crystals of Zhuanglong.

Zhuang Bufan looked at the monster crystal in the bag and said with a smile, "Haha, this is what you taught me to insult me. Don't talk nonsense next time, so I have an opportunity to take advantage of it...Okay, it's time to fall down."

Zhuang Bufan looked at Zhuang Long's back and counted the time.

As he said, Zhuang Long's body thumped and fell to the ground and could never get up again.

Of course, Zhuang Bufan did not kill him, but fainted because Zhuang Long lost too much blood.

Looking at all this, Zhuang Bufan narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, looked at the dragon patterns on Zhuang Long's chest, and for some reason, sighed.

It seemed that this dragon pattern brought him a lot of emotion.

(End of this chapter)
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