"You have to kill you with your sword if you don't have your tail in your hands? You don't know how sharp the sword is, otherwise you will be captured by this sharpness and do something that goes against your principles."

Zhuang Qing looked carefully at the sword on his forehead, and said these words in his heart with trembling mouth.

After hearing this, Zhuang Dao remained silent, and after a while, he made way.

This is quite obvious, which is to let Zhuang Bufan leave.

"Brother, we have kept your words. Now it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

Zhuang Qing showed a flattering smile, and looked at Zhuang Bufan as if he had seen his relatives, and the gentle spring breeze appeared on his face.

Zhuang Bufan is not a teenager who likes to cause trouble.

So, he quickly withdrew his sword and prepared to leave the place and continue chasing his prey, Guzhao.

However, he let Zhuang Qing go, but he didn't expect them to turn the tables and attack him.

"Stop, who told you to leave?"

Zhuang Qing pointed at Zhuang Bufan and shouted angrily, as if he was completely different from the way he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Zhuang Bufan turned around and looked directly at Zhuang Qing's appearance. At this time, Zhuang Qing held his fan and pointed it at Zhuang Bufan's face. On his expression, Zhuang Bufan owed him a lot of money.

Zhuang Bufan sighed slightly and said, "Okay, it seems that the lesson just now is not enough."

As he said that, Zhuang Bufan was about to step forward to attack.

However, with the negligence of the last time, Zhuang Qing will no longer be easily pointed at the critical point or threatened by others.

At this time, Zhuang Qing twisted the fan and blocked Zhuang Bufan's sword scenery.

Hide all the sharpness in the iron fan.

Bang……

This time, the two fought to the point.

However, Zhuang Dao on the other side was not here to watch the show. Seeing that Zhuang Qing was in trouble, he immediately came with a big knife and chopped it at Zhuang Bufan's back.

He must let his sword die.

How could Zhuang Bufan let the two of them get what they wanted? They twisted their bodies with their waists as the axis and avoided the fierce attack of this sword.

Then, he swung the sword, threw a sword flower, and swept away Zhuang Dao's sword, which surprised Zhuang Dao.

This sword was regarded as his life by him, but he did not expect that Zhuang Bufan would use a sword flower and knock him down.

Looking at the knife on the ground, Zhuang Dao showed a ferocious look.

Zhuang Qing on the other side is not a fool. He took this opportunity to take Zhuang Bufan's life.

The iron fan came out of his hand and approached the major artery on Zhuang Bufan's neck, which would have killed his life with one move.

Zhuang Bufan was calm and free, and his limbs changed again. His originally tilted body leaned on the ground with his right hand, which immediately slowed down the momentum of decline.

And suddenly threw it upwards and flew up.

The legs were clamped with Zhuang Dao's arms and twisted, making Zhuang Dao in pain.

Such a flowing action not only avoided Zhuang Qing's iron fan hitting him in the face, but also took this to teach Zhuang Dao a lesson.

This kind of physical application and martial arts understanding has to be said that two people who are far higher than Zhuang Bufan all opened their mouths and wanted to eat an apple.

The two of them had red and purple faces, as if something had blocked their chests, making them feel dizzy.

"How is this possible?" Zhuang Dao said in pain, covering his arms.

Zhuang Qing, who was beside him, looked not good, as if he was covered with arsenic, so pale that people breathed in air conditioning.

"Do you still want to stop me?" After doing all this, Zhuang Bufan asked coldly.

This made others not know what to say, especially Zhuang Qing, who had thought of letting Zhuang Bufan go, but he did not expect that this young man who was only in the third level of martial arts, had such a strong strength.

This is something he can't figure it out, it can only be attributed to the hell.

The two of them, who were so damn, no longer stopped Zhuang Bufan, so as not to be beaten into a pig's head by him again. This... is really indignant.

Zhuang Bufan left under the eyes of the two of them.

He looks alone, and is indescribable and makes people lick their mouths, not knowing where to start.

Zhuang Bufan once again entered the depths of the forest in the family territory to capture the monsters with crystal stones.

"Catch or not?"

Zhuang Dao asked when Zhuang Bufan left.

After hearing this, Zhuang Qing shook his head and said, "What are you chasing? His strength is too strong, and it's not something we can deal with."

"But, I'm really unwilling to give up. How could a guy from the Third Heaven of the Martial Arts defeat our boss, Youwei, repeatedly?"

Zhuang Dao picked up the knife from the ground and asked in confusion.

"I don't know if you ask me. However, this duel with him made me know a little. No wonder Brother Youwei was defeated by him."

“Which point?”

After hearing Zhuang Qing's words, Zhuang Dao immediately asked, desperately wanting to know why this is?

"Didn't you see it yet? His state of fighting against us."

Zhuang Qing looked at the scarred boy beside him and said helplessly.

Until now, Zhuang Dao didn't know what Zhuang Qing said, so he had to bite his lip and shake his head.

Seeing this, Zhuang Qing sighed and said, "Okay, since you don't know this, then you haven't seen Zhuang Bufan's state clearly just now?"

"State? For me, if it weren't for his weird martial arts, we might not have lost to him."

Zhuang Dao said unconvincedly, and his nose was slightly wrinkled on his face.

"But we really can't beat it." Zhuang Qing picked up the fan and slapped himself a few times to get rid of his boredom.

"If we weren't careless, we would have been defeated by Zhuang Bufan."

Until now, Zhuang Dao still did his own thing and refused to look for the reason from himself.

"Oh, do you really think so?"

Zhuang Qing put away his fan and a dark cloud appeared on his face.

"Isn't it?" Zhuang Dao didn't seem to see Zhuang Qing's face and said to himself.

"Haha, it's obvious that Zhuang Bufan didn't use his full strength."

Zhuang Qing raised a smile on his lips, and his eyes looked at Zhuang Dao with teasing.

He continued, "It can be seen from his body and expression that he is disdainful of us."

"So what? Maybe this person likes to pretend? He likes to pretend to be cool and scare people."

Zhuang Qing shook his head, laughed out of breath, and said, "From the beginning, I should have thought of the style of that sword, which made me exclaim. The sword edge placed on my forehead should be clear that the next result will not change."

When he thought of this, Zhuang Qing recalled all the past and said with a sigh, "Oh, it's all my fault that I was confused by my own power. I thought it was just an accident. Now, if Zhuang Bufan is just an ordinary martial artist's third level realm, I would never have noticed it."

After hearing this, Zhuang Dao stopped talking and lowered his head and thought about Zhuang Qing's words carefully.

Until Zhuang Bufan's cold expression and powerful thighs appeared in his mind, tightly clamping his arms, making his arms numb and loosen the sword.

It seems that this guy named Zhuang Bufan is indeed not a mediocre person.
Chapter completed!