Chapter 2697: Enmity with One Palm

"These people can't kill me yet." Zhuo Bufan said with a slight smile.

Ba Jiming looked at Yan Yu and Yan Jing and couldn't help frowning. He always felt that there seemed to be something strange between the two sisters and Zhuo Bufan.

"Okay, let's leave here first, and then inform the Hanbao clan members that you must come out safely." Yan Jing clenched the gravel in her palms and looked at Zhuo Bufan with firm eyes. They also knew that staying here would only lead to Zhuo Bufan was at a loss. Zhuo Bufan controlled the Shura Blood Thorn and the Flying Sword to block dozens of practitioners from the Jinpeng Tribe, leaving enough time for Yan Jing and the others. The three of them immediately got up, and the two women and Ba Jiming immediately rushed out from the door of the stone room, and then Relying on the sensitivity of gravel, find

Find another formation left in the ruins.

"Damn it... Ba Jiming, don't even think about escaping..." Mr. Jinpeng dealt with the Ice Emperor's Rain Sword. Although the Ice Emperor's Rain Sword couldn't hurt him, it delayed him for some time.

When he saw Ba Jiming and the others escaping from the door of the stone room, Mr. Jin Peng suddenly had a sharp light in his eyes.

The claws and palms changed, and a claw mark condensed with golden energy struck the backs of the three people like lightning.

Suddenly, a figure rushed to the door of the stone room, thrust out a fist, and exploded the golden claw marks.

"Mr. Jinpeng, your opponent is me." Zhuo Bufan stared at Mr. Jinpeng indifferently.

"King of Shadow Killer, I want you to die..." Coldness appeared in Jinpeng Langjun's eyes, and his body instantly turned into a golden shadow, rushing towards Zhuo Bufan. His claws and palms flew around, leaving traces of space being cut, leaving void. .

The strong evil energy in Zhuo Bufan's body surged out of his skin, blood lines appeared on his skin, and patches of dark red phosphorus densely covered his arms. His fight with Mr. Jin Peng also left scarlet scars in the space.

Because of the suppression of the demonic energy in the ancient demon ruins of Nanxu, neither of them used advanced martial arts, and they only fought hand-to-hand in close combat.

And this kind of fighting is also quite exciting and exciting.

As the strongest of the eight ancient tribes, the Jinpeng Clan is not weaker than the Dragon Clan in terms of physical strength. The more they fought, the look of contempt on Mr. Jinpeng's face became much more restrained. He originally thought that he could crush Zhuo Bufan at will, but he didn't expect that the latter's Yuan Power was not weaker than him at all, and his physical body was so strong. Cultivated top meat

The law of the body.

This stalemate made Mr. Jin Peng very unhappy.

He is the number one genius of the Jinpeng clan. He has awakened the existence of the ancient bloodline of the Jinpeng clan. In the clan, even the Supreme Patriarch has high expectations for him. However, now facing a human cultivator, there is an even difference. potential.

How can he accept it when he is so arrogant?

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After escaping from the stone room, Yan Jing found that no one was chasing her out. She felt relieved at first, and then relied on the feeling of the gravel in her hand to turn through several circuitous passages and enter another dark secret room.

The secret room was not big, and there were some dusty armors piled up. It should be in the utility room.

Behind the stone chamber, there is a rock that is exactly the same as the lake formation, but there is no formation pattern on it. The two practitioners wanted to steal the treasures of the ancient demon of Nanxu, so they created two teleportation formations to communicate with the inside and outside.

The teleportation array inside was extremely secretive. If it weren't for the gravel Zhuo Bufan gave her, she wouldn't even be able to believe that there would be a small teleportation array here.

"Little sister, what is your relationship with the Shadow Killer King? How do you know him?" Ba Jiming asked, covering his chest with a pale face, looking at Yan Yu.

Hearing this, Yan Yu lowered his head slightly, with two blushes on his cheeks, and whispered: "It's nothing, we just met accidentally. We are friends."

"Friend?" Ba Jiming frowned and looked at Yan Yu with strange eyes. Yan Yu was not such a coy character, so why was he a little strange today.

"Brother, now is not the time to discuss this. Let's get out of here first." Yan Jing said solemnly, looking solemn.

Immediately, Yan Jing pressed her palm on the rock and injected her energy. As expected, formations lit up on the surface of the rock, emitting a milky white halo.

The three of them stood on the rock and were about to prepare for the teleportation stall when Yan Jing suddenly jumped down.

"Ah Jing!" Bajiming's eyes widened.

"Sister!" Yan Yu also didn't expect that Yan Jing would suddenly jump out of the stone platform. Yan Jing watched the two people disappear behind the rock, and suddenly smashed the rock into pieces with a palm, murmuring: "Master Zhuo has saved our lives, and besides, we met Mr. Jinpeng this time because of us. How could I abandon him because of

. "

The next second, when Bajiming and Yan Yu opened their eyes again, they found that they had reached the bottom of the lake, but the formation on the rocks had completely failed.

"Sister destroyed the teleportation array over there, we can't go back..." Yan Yu said with red eyes.

"This silly girl... let us know immediately from the Drought Demon Clan... the Jinpeng Clan has gone too far to bully others!" Ba Jiming clenched his fists and his joints creaked.

In the stone chamber.

Strong winds roared and spread, cracking the surrounding walls and stone pillars.

On the one hand, Zhuo Bufan had to deal with Mr. Jin Peng, and on the other hand, he had to use his Yuan Power to control the flying swords and Shura Blood Thorns to deal with the other dozen practitioners.

Practitioners who can follow Mr. Jinpeng are definitely not just ordinary people.

Zhuo Bufan could only hinder them slightly, but he could not hurt them.

"I have to admit that among the human cultivators, you are the second person who surprises me... Being able to nip a genius like you in the cradle will make me extremely excited." Jinpeng Langjun said with a ferocious expression.

As the two of them fought, Jin Penglangjun had discovered that Zhuo Bufan was gradually declining.

Whizzing!

From the side, two extremely subtle sharp whistles suddenly came from the side. Two strong men from the Jinpeng tribe who had escaped from Shura's blood thorns simultaneously sacrificed two magic weapons and threw them at Zhuo Bufan from the left and right sides.

Pengpeng!

Zhuo Bufan blasted out his fists like lightning, knocking away the two magic weapons, but his brows suddenly frowned.

"Die, Shadow Killer King!" Jinpeng Langjun took the opportunity to gather his energy with his palms, and slammed out a fierce palm wind, hitting Zhuo Bufan's chest.

Everything sounds slow, but in fact it happens in the blink of an eye.

Zhuo Bufan could only withstand the punch. Suddenly, a light figure, like a breeze carrying the fragrance of flowers and plants, passed by in front of him. The familiar back made Zhuo Bufan's pupils suddenly shrink.

"Yan Jing..." Zhuo Bufan blurted out, and at the same time, the wind from his palm hit her delicate body. Yan Jing's body flew upside down like a kite with broken strings. Three thousand green hairs danced wildly, and a touch of dazzling blood flowed from the corner of her pale and peaceful mouth. That pale and beautiful cheek

, showing a sense of poignancy.

Zhuo Bufan immediately flew up, his arms blocked the latter's soft waist, and held him in his arms. His whole body was trembling uncontrollably due to anger, and his eyes gradually showed bloodshot streaks, forming a blood-red patch.

"Why are you coming back?" Zhuo Bufan frowned.

"Just think of me as repaying your kindness for saving my sister... Don't think too much about it." Yan Jing lay in his arms with a quiet smile on her lips. "Jinpeng Langjun, I will use your life to repay the revenge of this palm!" Zhuo Bufan looked at the person in his arms without raising his head, and made a cold sound from his mouth that was as sharp as a bone.