Chapter 1,351 Yin Yang Style Divine Sect

The two of them stretched their legs to fight against the wind and tried to escape.

"You two, it's too late."

Zhuo Bufan opened his right palm, and two small golden swords emitted a golden glow, floating above the palm like fairy sword models.

Whizzing!

Boom!

Two golden rays of light instantly hit the two people's chests, and the two people immediately flew dozens of meters away. Their bodies knocked down more than a dozen dining tables on the street, and immediately landed next to the table of Xue Wen and others, making a huge noise. .

Xue Wen, Ren Jing, and Su Yu took a closer look and saw two Japanese men in casual clothes lying on the ground, vomiting blood.

Wu Zhiming, Yamamoto Yoshihisa and others also turned their heads at the same time, and immediately saw two injured Japanese men lying on the street, and in the distance of the street, stood a black-haired and black-eyed man, carrying a gun behind him with one hand. juvenile.

"That guy?" Wu Zhiming's eyes narrowed, showing a look of shock.

"Shadow." Xue Wen's pretty face also showed a look of shock.

Zhuo Bufan must have gone to the bathroom just now. Why was he there?

When they saw Tempting fighting on the street, they immediately became a mess and fled towards other places.

"Your Excellency, both of us are members of the Yin Yang Style Sect. I wonder where I have offended you?"

The middle-aged man and young man who fell on the ground tapped their toes, floating backwards like pieces of paper, staring at Zhuo Bufan with solemn eyes.

Both of them knew that Zhuo Bufan's strength was much higher than theirs, but they were also depressed because they didn't know when they had offended such a master!

Could it be...

The peripheral vision of the two fell on Xue Wen. Did that guy know their plan to kill Xue Wen?

"Yin Yang Lost God Sect? I don't know what it is."

Zhuo Bufan slowly walked toward them. With each step, he was already more than ten meters away and soon came to two Japanese monk men.

"You..." The middle-aged man's face turned red, with blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. He was so angry that he spat out another mouthful of blood. At the same time, with a touch of his fingertip, a stream of transparent breath flew into the sky with a whoosh.

"how so?"

The middle-aged man had a look of surprise on his face. He had just used a technique that could notify his fellow sect brothers nearby, but when he flew into the air, he seemed to have encountered a blockage and was unable to break through.

The middle-aged man and the young man looked at each other and knew that Zhuo Bufan had laid out a killing plan in advance, even using the formation barrier, and came with the intention of killing.

"Fight him."

The middle-aged man roared angrily, forming complex seals with his hands. More than a dozen black lights condensed in the air, turning into meteor showers and shooting towards Zhuo Bufan, bringing with them strong wind sounds.

"You two are not strong enough!"

Zhuo Bufan made a seal in his hand, and a golden light shield appeared above. The golden light shield emitted a golden light, with countless tadpole-like secret patterns swimming on it, making it unbreakable.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

Streams of black light fell on the golden light shield, making a huge noise, but the golden light shield was as steady as a rock and did not tremble at all.

The young monk took out two silver bracelet instruments. The two bracelets were suspended in the air, and they suddenly swelled to the size of a millstone. One bracelet was emitting blazing fire, and the other bracelet was emitting white cold air.

"Combined attack of ice and fire!"

The young monk formed a seal in his hand, activated the magic power in his body, and controlled the two bracelets to crush Zhuo Bufan.

"Based on the strength of the two of you... you are too weak."

Zhuo Bufan shook his head slightly and sent a message from his spiritual mind: "Zhen Yuanzi, control the two of them."

"Yes, Second Young Master."

Zhen Yuanzi's voice came from his mind.

Zhuo Bufan's true energy shook, and two powerful air waves were like sharp arrows, raising a layer of dust and hitting the chests of the two Japanese monks. The two of them flew out like kites with broken strings again.

At the same time, Zhen Yuanzi's soul turned into two streams of light and shot into the eyebrows of the two people, instantly sealing their souls.

There was a trace of confusion in the eyes of the two people for a moment, and then they returned to a clear state.

"We can't defeat him, run away quickly..."

"If you offend our Yin Yang Lost God Sect, you will die..."

The two of them each left a harsh word and actually escaped into a remote alleyway.

The entire leisurely street was in a mess, with people running and hiding. Zhuo Bufan smiled with satisfaction and walked towards Xue Wen.

"Shadow, you..." Xue Wen was stunned, her chest rising and falling, making her already perfect curves look even more charming.

Yes.

Not only Xue Wen was shocked, Ren Jing and Su Yu also opened their mouths in an O shape, and their minds went blank.

"What's wrong with me? My time as your assistant is over. It's time for us to part ways." Zhuo Bufan said with a faint smile.

After finishing speaking, Zhuo Bufan turned his head, stared at Wu Zhiming with cold eyes, and said calmly: "Just now, I heard that you want to find someone to give me a meal and help me stretch my muscles?"

Wu Zhiming's face turned green and red, his Adam's apple squirmed, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

"Mr. Yamamoto..." Wu Zhiming looked at Yamamoto Kiku out of the corner of his eye.

Yamamoto Kiku had already thrown away the tachi at his waist, and fell to his knees on the ground, his whole body trembling, "Sir, have mercy on me... My lord, have mercy on me..."

"Don't kill me, I was wrong..." Wu Zhiming saw all the kendo masters he invited kneeling on the ground. His face turned pale with fright, and he knelt on the ground with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly.

Wu Zhiming didn't dare to stop at all. Because of fear, his crotch couldn't help but get wet, emitting a disgusting and unpleasant smell.

He had already seen the extraordinary methods of the talented man. He was a true cultivator, a legendary super human, not someone he, a rich second generation, could offend.

"Don't bully Xue Wen in the future." Zhuo Bufan left a message, turned and walked towards the opposite street.

"Shadow..." Xue Wen bit her lips and wanted to speak, but she still stood there silently. She didn't know what she wanted to say. She just felt that everything was like a dream.

Although the world is now known as the spiritual revival, having super humans is no longer an important secret, but seeing it with your own eyes and spending two days with it is still like a dream to ordinary people.

Ren Jing blinked her eyes, covered her mouth with her hands, and said after a long while: "Wenwen, your friend is a god!"

Su Yu's face showed all kinds of complicated expressions, fear, fear, envy, jealousy... all kinds of expressions were not expressed in words. He considered himself a social elite, but in front of the practitioners, he was like an ant.

Looking at the barren scene on the street, you can destroy a house with a wave of your hand and crack the floor tiles with one step. This is your true strength. Yamamoto Yoshihisa's heart almost jumped out. After feeling Zhuo Bufan leave, he raised his head and glared at Wu Zhiming fiercely, "Idiot, I almost offended an expert. If I challenge him, aren't I looking for death? He can't even connect Yin and Yang." Everyone in Shijin Palace dares to fight. You must go back and act like the master in this matter

Report! "

At this time, Zhuo Bufan had appeared on another street, and the two Japanese monks were standing in front of him respectfully. "Master!" The two of them looked as usual and bowed down to say respectfully.