Chapter 671: Defloration as a sword

Chapter 672: Picking Flowers for Swords

These more than a dozen bodyguards are all masters trained by the Bo family to protect the core characters of the Bo family. Everyone has received professional training. There is even a special training base in the Bo family mansion. Fighting, killing, guns, etc. Proficient can be described as the elite of the elite.

"Brother Xiao Fan is not in danger, right?" Chen Gumei pulled Chen Junyang's clothes with a worried look on her small face.

Chen Junyang thought that when he was standing outside, he saw Zhuo Bufan's walking in the snow without leaving any footprints, and said, "Xiao Fan may not be an ordinary person."

A dozen bodyguards rushed towards Zhuo Bufan directly. Zhuo Bufan didn't even look at it. With a wave of his hand, a burst of energy gushed out from his sleeves, and a dozen bodyguards flew out like a goddess in an instant.

These bodyguards are all masters with one gear ten, and a dozen people add up, and even the international boxing champions can hardly cope with it, but now Zhuo Bufan knocked these bodyguards over with a wave of his hand, and the audience was silent.

"Is a martial arts expert?" Bo Yuanliang frowned, his face showing solemnity.

Bo Anshun's eyes widened even more. These bodyguards are all elites among the elites, but after one encounter, even Zhuo Bufan's sleeves were not touched before he fell down, "Is he the legendary master of martial arts?"

"Do you have any other cards in the Bo family, please show them all." Zhuo Bufan said indifferently with an indifferent expression.

Bo Yuanliang stood with his hand in his hand, his eyes splitting, "Zhuo Bufan, do you really think our Bo family is a soft persimmon, can you pinch it at will? Today I will let you come and go."

As he said, a middle-aged man in a black Tang suit walked out from behind, with a beard, glanced around, the eagle looked at the wolf, showing a powerful aura.

Zhuo Bufan looked at him and felt the surging True Qi fluctuations, "Sure enough, there is a martial arts master sitting in charge."

Generally, third-level families rely on financial and personal connections to evaluate, but when they reach fourth-level families, they need to have the family background, such as martial arts and magic masters. As for the martial arts family, there is a martial arts master at the last time.

"Below is Cai Yuan, the master of Longhumen. Your Excellency is also a martial arts master, why be aggressive?" The middle-aged man walked out, staring at Zhuo Bufan with cold eyes.

As a master of martial arts, Cai Yuan could also feel the surging True Qi fluctuations on Zhuo Bufan's body. Seeing that Zhuo Bufan was just a teenager, he could reach the realm of master's martial arts, suddenly showing a hint of surprise.

"Dragon Tiger Gate? Two people claiming to be Dragon Tiger Gate have been killed by me just now. Are you not afraid of death?"

Hearing Zhuo Bufan's words, Cai Yuan couldn't help but shook his whole body, his eyes bursting with resentful light, "You actually killed my two juniors?"

Cai Yuan squeezed his fist, "I came to the place where you and me are. Generally, there is no vengeance of life or death. Everyone is pursuing a higher martial arts, but you killed my dragon and tiger door and hit the Bai family again. Today I am If you don't suppress you, how can my Dragon Tiger Gate gain a foothold in Lei Province?"

After reaching the realm of the grandmaster, the difference in strength began to become very small, and the grandmaster and martial artists could distinguish the winners and losers, but it was difficult to defeat another grandmaster.

After all, Cai Yuan’s true essence surged, five fingers forming hooks, like steel like iron, grabbing the void, a string of white snow on the ground flew into his hand, after pouring the true essence, it turned into a snow-white long sword, holding the sword. Then, the sword's edge is like a blade.

Zhuo Bufan was also slightly taken aback. The average martial arts master would only use the true essence to get out of the body. Like Cai Yuan, he could condense the true essence in the white snow and turn it into a long sword. It was the first time Zhuo Bufan saw it, at least better than The strength of the nine admirals must be one level higher.

"dead."

Cai Yuan held the sword, his figure flickered, and people had already arrived in front of Zhuo Bufan. The white snow in his hand was common, and a white light was drawn out, as if it could cut everything.

Zhuo Bufan punched out, and the golden fist imprints directly on the white awn, and instantly shattered the white awn. Cai Yuan's eyes showed a hint of surprise. Immediately, his wrist flicked, and the tip of the sword pulled out a silver flower. A petal is transformed by the sword light, looking gorgeous, but if it hits a person, it can definitely wring out a blood hole in the body.

Zhuo Bufan tapped his toes on the ground, and gently dipped his body backwards, and the sword flower was directly supported on the snow. In an instant, the snow flew up, and dozens of sword marks were scratched on the snow.

"Xiufen, lend me the flowers for use." Zhuo Bufan grabbed back and held the rose in Chen Guhui's hand, condensing the true essence in it, "Let you see what real swordsmanship is."

"Hua Lotus Swordsmanship·Hundred Flowers Kill!"

Zhuo Bufan used the rose flower as a sword and stabbed it out in an ordinary way, but Cai Yuan felt a great danger in his heart, and the white sword in his hand blocked his chest.

But the rose petals in Zhuo Bufan's hand flew out, floating in the air, the white snow reflected red, the petals instantly cut through the air, bringing up red afterimages, more than a dozen petals of flowers, like swords, flew towards Cai Yuan from all directions , Drag out a long tail.

"Boom boom!"

The white sword condensed by the snow on Cai Yuan's chest first blocked a few petals, but the white sword couldn't withstand the attack at the same time. It instantly shattered into a pile of white snow debris, and the remaining petals were chopped on Cai like a dagger. On Yuan's shoulders, thighs, and arms, blood flowed suddenly.

"What kind of martial arts is this?" Cai Yuan widened his eyes, as if he could not feel the pain in his body at all, but looked at Zhuo Bufan in surprise.

After martial arts are like masters and magic arts are like real people, they are also pursuing a higher realm, and there is no difference. The only difference is that the magic arts are powerful, and the martial arts are more physical.

But using the true essence to condense like the essence can also reach a hundred meters away and take the life of a person.

Zhuo Bufan’s hand of killing a hundred flowers directly condenses the true essence into the petals to kill. It requires not only a powerful and condensed true essence, but also a subtle control of the energy. Otherwise, as long as the true essence is too much, the petals will be unable to withstand the force at any time. And collapsed.

The person next to him saw the two men Ningxue as swords, plucking flowers and hurting others. They had their mouths widened in surprise and forgot to breathe. This was like the martial arts masters in the novel.

Except for the accident that some big clans knew about the existence of martial artists, other people had no access to the martial arts world, let alone a master.

Chen Junyang's parents were also dumbfounded, "This...how could Junyang's classmate be a martial arts master?"

Chen Junyang's face was also dull, and now he suddenly realized that when Zhuo Bufan was in school, every time he met an enemy, he was able to save him from danger. Even the sect master of the Sifangmen was so kind to him. It turned out that he was not being a little white face, but that he had Real strength.

"Wow, Brother Xiaofan is so amazing." Chen Gumei is a little girl after all, with less complicated thinking than an adult. Seeing Zhuo Bufan so amazing, she happily slapped her little palm and exclaimed.

"Master Cai, I met a master!"

At this moment, a dull voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears, deep and thunderous.