Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

Zhuo Bufan has actually lived for more than 300 years. Whether it is strength or combat experience, Ning Ting and Wei Zeyu are not comparable. It can be said that he is an old monster walking on the earth.

It's just that Wei Zeyu and Ning Ting don't know yet. Just now they saw Zhuo Bufan hit twelve lightsabers and fell off the cliff with Wei Zeyu's punch breaking the speed of sound. The two guessed that even if Zhuo Bufan didn't die, he should be seriously injured.

But now Zhuo Bufan was standing in front of them, with a calm look on his face, he didn't look like he was seriously injured at all.

"Could it be... are you pretending?" Ning Ting's eyes showed a trace of fear, and he quietly took out a small flag and held it in his hand.

Zhuo Bufan looked ahead indifferently, without turning his head, "I didn't pretend, your twelve lightsabers are indeed very strong, and the other one's sonic punch is also very powerful, but it's not enough if you want to kill me. a little."

Ning Ting and Wei Zeyu were shocked.

"If I'm right, Wei Shao can use a supersonic punch because of the soft armor on his body, I wonder how many times you can use it?"

Wei Zeyu clenched his fists and stared at Zhuo Bufan, "How do you know?"

"With my strength, I can't bear the load brought by supersonic speed to my body, but you can use it. It must have something to do with the soft armor on your body, and if I guess right, this soft armor is made of dragons. Forged from scales."

After Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, he turned his head and stared at Wei Zeyu with bright eyes.

Wei Zeyu widened his eyes, took a step back, and looked at him in surprise, "You, how did you know?"

When Zhuo Bufan fought with him just now, he sensed that the soft armor on Wei Zeyu's body was made of dragon scales, because when the clouds and mists dispersed, the formation in the valley was at its weakest, and spiritual energy constantly surged out. The aura of aura is slightly similar to that of Wei Zeyu.

"It is rumored that Old Qinglong came to Juling Peak 30 years ago. Could it be that he has obtained the treasure inside?" Ning Ting asked suspiciously, frowning.

Wei Zeyu said: "Now that you know, I'll tell you that my grandfather did cross Juling Peak 30 years ago when the formation was weakest, but he didn't go deep. It's also ten deaths and nine lives."

Ning Ting turned his gaze to Zhuo Bufan, and said, "Young Master Wei, he is putting on airs. He must have been seriously injured when we teamed up. Now we will kill him with all our strength. The treasure here is the two of us." It's gone."

"Well, I don't believe he's really not injured." Wei Zeyu clenched his fists, his eyes glistening with ruthlessness.

Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly.

He has not yet reached the position of invincibility across the earth. Wei Zeyu and Ning Teng are also the pride of heaven, and all the treasures in his hands are indeed qualified to fight him. Just now, he killed Young Master Wu and took the attack of the two of them. , now Zhuo Bufan's blood was tumbling, and there were faint signs of instability.

After finishing speaking, Ning Ting threw out the small flag, and after spinning a few times in the air, the small flag turned into a human shape and stuck on the ground, with a big word 'Huan' written on the flag.

"Illusion killing array!"

Ning Ting yelled loudly, and white thick fog sprayed out of the flag immediately, covering a radius of 100 meters, and even if they were face to face, they couldn't see each other's existence.

Zhuo Bufan came out with his consciousness, but was resisted by Bai Wu.

He didn't expect that Ning Ting actually had a magic weapon that could block the divine sense, and now he can only feel the range of ten meters around his body when his divine sense is wide open.

The level of mystery of the array is comparable to that of alchemy. They are all skills in the world of self-cultivation. Few people have studied them thoroughly. Zhuo Bufan once served as an elder in a super array sect in the starry sky. The research on arrays he said is the second, No one dares to be number one.

The Thunder Jue Formation in Baigucheng's family has never been seen by Zhuo Bufan, that kind of formation is nothing more than accumulating energy and storing it in the earth veins, that is, it takes a long time to accumulate so much power.

But the formation that Ning Ting is using now, although simple, has a hint of mystery in the realm of comprehension, at least with Zhuo Bufan's current cultivation base, he does not have the strength to directly break through the formation.

But as far as this formation is concerned, the lowest level of cultivation sects can also arrange a formation that is a hundred times more powerful than this.

This phantom array can only block vision and mental power, if it is made by Zhuo Bufan, you can add attack array and blessing array at home, the power can be increased a hundred times.

Zhuo Bufan took out the Ice Emperor Rain Sword and held it in his hand, his eyes shone with confidence.

Nine-turn Immortal Venerable, why not be afraid of a battle!

Somewhere in the formation, Ning Teng squeezed a spell, and the sound transmitted to Wei Zeyu's ear, "Wei Shao, this formation can only last for ten minutes, we must try our best to kill Zhuo Bufan."

Wei Zeyu nodded. At this time, the two of them stood in the white mist of the phantom formation, and they could clearly see Zhuo Bufan without being hindered by the mist at all.

After finishing speaking, Ning Teng sacrificed the sword talisman again, and the golden sword talisman floated in the air and changed continuously, and immediately turned into a golden giant sword about ten feet long.

Ning Ting's face showed a trace of heartache. The sword talisman could only be used three times. He had used it once before, and just now, and this was the third time. After using it, the sword talisman would shatter.

‘However, as long as you can kill Zhuo Bufan and get the treasure in his hands, the loss of the sword talisman is worth it. '

Ning Teng said silently in his heart, and immediately bit the tip of his tongue, spitting out a few drops of blood on the golden giant sword, which suddenly buzzed and turned into a golden tail and shot towards Zhuo Bufan.

At the same time, Wei Zeyu clenched his fists, his physical body once again broke through the speed of sound, pulling out a series of sonic booms, exploding everywhere, turning into a blue streak, dancing like a swimming dragon.

"coming."

Zhuo Bufan's eyes widened, holding the Ice Emperor Rain Sword in both hands, watching the screaming golden sword suddenly swept out, the powerful sword light hit the golden sword, and the golden broadsword was sent flying into the sky, wandering around for a while circle, and let out an angry sword cry.

"And I!"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded from behind, Wei Zeyu punched Zhuo Bufan on the back, Zhuo Bufan's figure flickered, his whole body was boiling with blood, and he slapped Wei Zeyu's chest with his backhand, the powerful force instantly Knock Wei Zeyu out, and fly upside down more than ten meters away.

Wei Zeyu's throat was sweet, and he covered his chest, suppressing the blood that was about to spurt.

Ning Ting and Wei Zeyu showed anxiety on their faces, Zhuo Bufan was like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, he was obviously injured, but the more he fought, the more courageous he was!

The golden sword that circled in a circle swooped down again, Zhuo Bufan drew his sword and slashed on the golden broad sword again, the golden sword was sent flying again, hovering in the air trembling faintly, as if a little scared.

"Eldest Son, I'll help you!" Suddenly another voice sounded from the valley. Although the voice was very soft, it fell clearly in everyone's ears. Ning Ting's complexion suddenly changed!