Sword Master Ling Tian

As for Li Futu on the opposite side, his face became gloomy in an instant.

Within Xuantian Zhengzong, there has never been a disciple who dared to talk to him like this.

Moreover, in front of so many people, how could he be so insulted by Jun Bufan! ?

Therefore, there is absolutely no possibility that he will let this position.

"What are you!? The Rats who betrayed my human race would dare to take a position with me!? I, Li Futu, are afraid that you will not succeed?"

"Hahaha, Li Futu, it seems that you are crippled, still not satisfied, well, if you don't let it, then I will grab it!" However, Jun Bufan seemed to have known that Li Futu would not let it, so his voice fell. Shot in amazement.

With a punch, almost in the blink of an eye, there was no chance for Li Futu to prepare!

Bang!

With a blast, Li Futu, who hurriedly faced the battle, was hit with a punch. In the exclamation of Yin Rourou, Li Futu was blasted out of the hall with a punch.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spewed out, and Li Futu fell outside the hall, actually injured.

He was defeated by Jun Bufan.

This……

In the hall, everyone looked at each other, never expected that Li Futu would be defeated in an instant! ?

Although today's Li Futu only has one arm left, Ling Tian knew that the current Li Futu's combat power was even stronger than before.

There is no reason to be defeated by Jun Bufan.

The only thing that can be explained is that Jun Bufan today has indeed skyrocketed in combat power.

That punch far surpassed Li Futu.

"hateful!"

But Li Futu was ashamed and angry at this time. He has the only origin, the first disciple of Xuantian Zhengzong, and the second among the nine sons of Wei. How could he accept and be defeated by a traitor! ?

"Hehe, still dissatisfied!?"

Jun Bufan walked out of the hall and stood in front of the hall, as if he hadn't wanted to let Li Futu go.

"Of course you are not convinced, what kind of skill is your sneak attack, you have a kind, and I have a fair fight!"

Li Futu stood up from the ground and severely wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth.

With one hand, he took out the golden giant sword behind him.

"Hmph, what I'm waiting for is your words!"

"I know you are not convinced, but I will use my sword to convince you!"

Jun Bufan sneered, and directly drew out the fairy sword from his waist.

That sword, with a shining silver light, was four feet long and four fingers wide. From the blade of the sword, it seemed that there was the soul of a beast, surging in it, and it looked like a crane.

"Fengxiangjian!?"

"Xuantian's authentic treasure of Zhenzong, pseudo-immortal sword!"

"This sword has actually reached Jun Bufan's hands!"

As soon as that sword was born, the horrible sword intent spread over the main peak in an instant.

Ling Tian also raised his eyebrows, and secretly said that the sword in Jun Bufan's hand was indeed good.

Although it was a little worse than the meteor sword in Ling Tian's own hands, it was on the same level as the artifact in Wu Yao's hands.

But in any case, this sword is far better than the giant sword in Li Futu's hands.

Although that sword was refined by Ling Tian.

"Does Jun Bufan use a sword? How come I never knew before!?"

The lord of the heavy building suddenly turned around and looked at the Xuantian Sect Master, "This, what is going on, should you give me an explanation!?"

"Hmph, Lord of the Chonglou, don't get excited, Jun Bufan is not actually surnamed Jun, but Chen!"

"He was originally a descendant of my Chen family, and he was also an authentic disciple of the Xuantian Sect. The reason why he was reincarnated by you when he was three years old is not just my plan."

Sect Master Xuantian sneered.

"Your plan!? What is your purpose for letting you descendants of the Chen family into the Chonglou!? What do you want to do!"

The complexion Lord’s face became more gloomy, and it was not just the feeling of being deceived, but as if he had fallen into a terrifying conspiracy long ago!

"Hehe, this is not in a hurry, after this battle, I will tell you!"

However, Sect Master Xuantian shook his head, but said no more.

Outside the hall, Li Futu's face changed slightly when facing Jun Bufan who was holding the Fengxiang sword, but he had never been afraid.

He has fearless origin in his body, even in the life and death when facing the Dark Demon Race, he has not been afraid. ,

This time, it still didn't.

"I can give you a chance and admit defeat."

"You are just a small character in my eyes now!"

Jun Bufan walked down carrying the Fengxiang sword.

"Stop talking nonsense, I don't believe it, your swordsmanship is really better than me!"

"Come on, just one sword is enough!"

Li Futu held the golden giant sword in one hand, and in an instant, the origin of the sword and the power of the fearless origin were released, allowing Li Futu at this time to fully use his combat power.

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He wants, one sword will determine the victory!

"Futu a sword!"

"I have practiced this sword for twenty years!"

Li Futu volleyed, and the golden giant sword in his hand was surging with golden light.

The Li Futu at this time, let this Futu sword be stronger and terrifying than before in the Tianfeng battlefield!

Hum!

The golden sword slashed, and the sword screamed.

With a sword of the Buddha, the power sinks vigorously and the prestige is majestic.

"Haha, Futu Yijian!? You have been practicing for twenty years, isn't it because I'm not a fan!?"

"Tell you, the sword technique of Zhanfan, I have practiced since I was a child, and I have never used this sword in the Tianfeng battlefield before, because the Fengxiang sword is not in my hand!"

"Today, I want to show all of you who have humiliated me, how I, Chen Bufan, used this sword of Zhanfan!"

"In front of me, you are all mortals!"

A sharp look flashed across Jun Bufan's face, and the next moment, that was the terrifying sword intent that had manifested on the mountain peak, and it rose into the sky again.

Above the original sword intent, this monarch is extraordinary, indeed stronger than Li Futu!

Not only that, everyone found that the mark on Jun Bufan's eyebrows at this time was different from before.

"This original breath is the only source of floating wind!"

"Even the original power has been changed!"

"So, in terms of the strength of the source, Jun Bufan, and Li Futu, there is no gap!"

In the exclamation, Jun Bufan also volleyed into the air.

The Fengxiang sword in his hand was directly cut down, and a surging light of the long sword, tearing the sky and the earth, and the sharp sword intent, made the top fairy kings in the hall slightly changed.

This legendary Zhanfan sword is really extraordinary!

The power can definitely crush the Buddha Sword.

Li Futu was defeated.

Ling Tian also shook his head.

Never thought, this Jun Bufan hides so deeply.

Click!

Sure enough, after a blast above the sky, the golden light of the Buddha's sword was directly smashed by Fengxiang sword.

The remaining sword light was about to swallow Li Futu.

"no, do not want!'

Inside the hall, Yin Rourou exclaimed.

However, Chen Xuanyi, the lord of Xuantian, was unmoved, and seemed to let that sword be cut down.