Flying swords flew all over the sky, and a screaming sound of breaking the air sounded.

The Great Elder of the Hehuan Sect is a magician in the middle stage of foundation building, and he is well versed in the way of magic, and every flying sword can cut steel and iron, and I am afraid that even an armored car can be cut in two.

Zhuo Bufan naturally wouldn't resist hard, after all, there were too many flying swords.

Zhuo Bufan's figure swam up, dodging several flying swords, which pierced into the seawater, bursting into white water columns, and the sound was deafening.

The rain of swords fell, and the water droplets exploded one by one, and the whole sky was like a drizzle.

Wei Jingshou, He Shouming and the others who were standing on the shore were already stunned, ordinary martial artists were at most chasing the wind for knives, treading water, and the true yuan was out of the body, but whether it was the old Qinglong or the general assembly elder of the Hehuan Sect, the various martial arts techniques and techniques displayed were simply appalling.

"I'm going to get to that level one day. Wei Qiankun gritted his steel teeth, clenched his fists, and swore in his heart.

"Castle Seal!"

Zhuo Bufan dodged a golden sword, and the person had already arrived in front of the Great Elder, raised his hand and slapped it down, as if a three-zhang handprint had been condensed in the sky, and a great coercion was transmitted to the Great Elder.

"Not good!"

The Great Elder's face changed slightly, and he pinched the law in his hand, and a golden light was clasped above his head like an umbrella.

At the same time, the palm print was slapped down, and the moment it touched the golden umbrella, the umbrella instantly cracked like spider silk, and the palm directly slapped the Great Elder of the Hehuan Sect into the seawater.

"It's too strong, and the king lives up to his name. Wei Jingshou's eyes were full of shock.

However, in addition, Zhuo Bufan alone can still have an advantage in the face of a Gangjin Grandmaster and a great magic man, and this combat power is enough to laugh at the younger generation in the world.

After about a few breaths, the assembly elder of the Hehuan Sect flew out from the bottom of the sea, his face full of anger, and his eyes stared at Zhuo Bufan.

The old green dragon stood on the water, dozens of meters away, and his eyes were also staring at Zhuo Bufan like a sword.

Neither of them expected that Zhuo Bufan's strength would reach such a realm, and the two of them would actually take advantage of the weakness when they joined forces.

"Old Qinglong, it seems that we can only use killing moves, if we don't kill him today, I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future, this guy is simply a demon. The Great Elder said, narrowing his eyes slightly, and there was a little more solemnity in his eyes.

"Hmm. ”

Old Qinglong nodded, then looked at Zhuo Bufan and said, "Although you are powerful, but I and the Great Elder attack at the same time, you have to fall here today." With that, the old green dragon stretched out his hands and floated with a cyan halo all over his body, and immediately saw that patches of cyan scales about the size of a matchbox had grown on his arms, and not only that, but even his neck and legs were covered with a layer of cyan scales, and each scale released a blue color

Radiance.

"What is that???," He Wuxue's beautiful eyes widened, and a look of surprise appeared on her pretty face.

The old green dragon clenched his fists, his whole body was like a dragon, and he felt unparalleled strength, but at the same time, he also felt a tingling pain in the muscles of his body, he could maintain this state for a maximum of three minutes, and after three minutes, his body would not be able to bear it.

"The power of the bloodline?" Zhuo Bufan was equally surprised, but he immediately shook his head.

Impossible, how could there still be a race with bloodline talent on the earth, and the bloodline talent would only be inherited by those ancient giants in the cultivation realm, such as the Demon Emperor or the alien race.

Zhuo Bufan was relieved, I am afraid that the old Qinglong probed into the Jiaolong Valley to obtain the scales, and used high technology to extract the Jiaolong's genes and then cultivate them and implant them into his body. Like Zhuo Bufan's conjecture, Lao Qinglong did find the scales, and then used high technology to extract the Jiaolong bloodline gene to enhance the body, but the Jiaolong's genes and his body are mutually exclusive, and it took him thirty years and ten years to calm down the Jiaolong gene in his body, but every time

It can't be used for more than three minutes, otherwise the body will be occupied by the dragon gene and will explode and die directly.

The Great Elder of the Hehuan Sect glanced at the old Qinglong, flashed a trace of essence and said, "Old Qinglong, I will also use my own tricks." After that, the old man of the Hehuan Sect recited words in his mouth, the Buddha voice was sung, and the Buddha beads on the wrist of the great elder flew out, a total of eleven golden light was like fireworks, falling on eleven positions outside the three people, each position has a mysterious exquisiteness, and each Buddha bead is engraved with complex laws

Lines, shimmering golden.

Immediately, a golden thread extended from each Buddha bead to connect with each other, and eleven Buddha beads were connected together, forming a golden circle, about the size of a football field, encircling all three of them.

"Open!"

The Great Elder of the Hehuan Sect snorted again and opened his eyes, which were shining with gold.

The golden mangs on the eleven Buddha beads were a little more prosperous, and then they bloomed one by one, turning into eleven golden lotus flowers scattered on the dark sea, like a dream.

"Buddha bead array?" Zhuo Bufan frowned and immediately said, "You should have another Buddha bead for Ning Hong, but it has been broken by me." ”

Each Buddha bead is just a three-grade magic weapon, but the eleven Buddha beads are linked together, but it is almost equivalent to a treasure weapon, even Zhuo Bufan is a little surprised.

"In my Golden Lotus Formation, there is death and no life, oh Mida Buddha. The Great Elder muttered to himself, but there was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Bang!"

The old green dragon disappeared on the spot, a sonic boom exploded, and the speed of the old green dragon instantly broke through the speed of sound and came towards Zhuo Bufan, like a violent humanoid green dragon, both speed and strength seemed to have doubled.

"I'm not wasting my time with you. ”

Zhuo Bufan clenched his fists, his whole body flashed with gold, and the battle intent in his pupils burst out and headed towards the old green dragon.

The two of them fought together, in the eyes of everyone, it was like a little green mang and a little golden mang together, and the eyes of ordinary people couldn't keep up with the speed of the two at all, and they could only find that the two of them would hit the bottom of the sea from the sky to the bottom of the sea.

The older the old green dragon became, the more frightened he became, his body was covered with Jiaolong Qingjia, and his defense was unparalleled, but he was pressed and beaten by Zhuo Bufan, and his fist hit Zhuo Bufan's body as if it was smashed on steel.

"Perverted. Old Qinglong scolded in his heart.

If he delayed like this, he would no longer be able to support the Jiaolong Qingjia on his body.

At this time, the Great Elder of the Hehuan Sect also hurriedly realized that countless golden swords on the lotus flower rushed out towards Zhuo Bufan, as if they were inexhaustible.

"Let you see what real boxing is. Zhuo Bufan clenched his golden fist and stared at the old green dragon, ignoring the golden sword flying from behind. Looking at Zhuo Bufan's clenched fists, an ancient and vast aura was contained in it, as if it contained some kind of law and will of heaven and earth. Lao Qinglong's heart jumped, and he had a very bad feeling, that feeling was in a fleshy mood, even if he met a strong one in his decades of martial arts career

The enemy has never felt this way either.

"You...... What kind of punch are you?" Old Qinglong's eyes widened.

"Immortal's fist technique!" Zhuo Bufan pinched a fist mark, and the vitality within a radius of dozens of miles around him surged wildly, as if he had turned into a black hole and continued to devour the surrounding vitality.