Chapter 645: All those who come are beheaded

It doesn't matter if Hou Qiang is dead, Hou Dongjun will not work hard for a third-generation junior and Zhuo Bufan, the key is that Zhuo Bufan is too young, but he has such great magical powers, there must be a very powerful master behind him, but his master is dead, and he should have left many treasures.

That's what makes a magician the most appealing.

Tan Songtao stood up and said with a stern expression, "Elder He, what do you mean by this?"

He Hongmiao sneered, shook his head, and then said slowly: "Elder Tan, don't you still understand? As long as you take out the ancestral things of the Tan family, everyone can continue to live in peace." ”

"Our three ancestors are in the same lineage, and we should have the same hatred in the face of foreign countries, but you actually betrayed our Tan family?" Tan Songtao said angrily.

"Elder Tan, we are not a subsidiary family of your Tan family, how can we talk about the word betrayal? It's just that your Tan family is hiding too deeply, and there are secret treasures that refuse to be shared. He Hongmiao said coldly.

Tan Songtao, Tan Jiyong, Tan Yong, Tan Xiang and other members of the Tan family turned pale, the Hou family plus the He family, and the people of the Black Witch Sect, how could they be a small Tan family that could fight.

Hou Dongjun came back to his senses, with the help of He Hongmiao, plus the great sacrifice of the Black Witch Sect, no matter how powerful Zhuo Bufan is, he will hate it today.

"It's just that this feng shui master from Jiangnan is an unexpected surprise, if you are willing to tell us all your treasures and inheritance, we will let you go today. Hou Dongjun looked at Zhuo Bufan and said.

Zhuo Bufan's strength is super strong, although they together will not be afraid of Zhuo Bufan, but when it comes to fighting to the death, if Zhuo Bufan pulls one as a backing, he will definitely be hit hard, and no one wants to be that unlucky guy.

"I'll kill everyone who comes today!"

Zhuo Bufan's expression still said.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead. He Hongmiao said coldly.

After that, He Hongmiao and Hou Dongjun glanced at each other, and both of them had the same idea in their hearts, If they wait until the Great Priest comes over, the strength of the Black Witch Sect is enough to crush their two families, and even if they kill Zhuo Bufan, they will not be able to share the benefits.

It's better to take advantage of the fact that the high priest has not come to kill Zhuo Bufan and divide up the things on his body.

Hou Dongjun took out a palm-sized wooden sword from his arms and threw it into the air, which became larger in the wind, turning into a three-foot-long wooden sword, shining with clear light.

He Hongmiao spit out a black bead, "Qianjun technique, rock restraint." ”

There was some kind of strange light emitted from the black beads, and then Zhuo Bufan's body sank, and his feet stepped into the ground three inches, and his body was like pressing a boulder, weighing as much as a thousand pounds.

At the same time, two dirt-made palms appeared on the ground and grabbed his feet, immobilizing him.

"Kill. A chill flashed in Hou Dongjun's eyes, and his fingers controlled the wooden sword to come around the air, this hand was a little similar to the flying sword, but it was too far away from the real flying sword, Zhuo Bufan flew across eight hundred meters to kill Minako Yamano.

And Hou Dongjun can only control the wooden sword within a range of 100 meters, beyond this range, his mana cannot support it, and even if it is barely supported, the wooden sword loses its killing power.

"Elder He, Elder Hou, the three of us are originally the same family, and we have lived together for a hundred years, but today you want to deal with our Tan family with the Dark Witch Sect, don't blame me Tan for being ruthless. Tan Songtao said, holding the law with both hands, and one after another wind blades turned into shapes, sweeping towards He Hongmiao. He Hongmiao hurriedly freed up a hand, took out another bead and threw it in the air, the bead was suspended above his head, and a pale golden transparent bronze bell was buckled upside down, enveloping him in it, forming a shield, and the wind blade hit it, making a metallic sound, "Elder Hou, fight quickly, I can't hold on."

How long to stay. ”

The corners of Zhuo Bufan's mouth hooked up with a touch of contempt, shook his head, and was shaken, the palm made of the dirt under his feet was shattered, and he rushed out.

He Hongmiao and Hou Dongjun froze, He Hongmiao cursed Zhuo Bufan, if he carried a boulder on his body, ordinary people might be crushed to death directly, let alone move, but Zhuo Bufan ran like the wind and was not affected at all.

"Fist town mountains and rivers. Zhuo Bufan clenched his fist, and the surging True Yuan made his fist burn, and slammed it against the oncoming wooden sword.

The flying sword suddenly froze, trembled, and then the sword god appeared spider-like cracks, breaking inch by inch, Hou Dongjun's face flushed, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"This ...... My wooden sword, this can't be. Hou Dongjun's face was full of horror.

Hou Hexuan was even more heartbroken, it was a flying sword handed down from the Hou family, a magic weapon that had not been sacrificed by generations, it seemed to be made of a wooden sword, but it was harder than King Kong, but it was smashed by Zhuo Bufan with his fist.

"Have I underestimated his strength again and again?" Hou Dongjun stiffened.

"And you. Zhuo Bufan turned his head, his figure flickered, and he punched He Hongmiao.

He Hongmiao's face was shocked, but he stood in the light and shadow of the golden bell jar, even if the cannonball hit, it might not be able to hurt him, but the next moment he regretted it.

Zhuo Bufan's fist was fiercer than a cannonball, and with one punch, it shattered the golden bell jar of light and shadow, and smashed it on his chest, He Hongmiao flew out upside down, and the earthy yellow beads in his hand instantly shattered.

Although most of the fist power was blocked by the light and shadow of the golden bell jar, it still knocked him out more than ten meters away when it smashed on He Hongmiao's body, shaking his whole body and blood boiling, and his sternum was broken by four.

After all, the magician mainly cultivates spiritual power, and the cultivation of the wheel body is not as good as that of ordinary dark strength martial artists.

defeated He Hongmiao and Hou Dongjun with two punches, and the audience was as silent as death.

"It's not enjoyable. Zhuo Bufan shook his head.

But the people looked at him as if they were wicked.

"The Great Priest has arrived. Suddenly, a loud shout rang out, and the sound reached everyone's ears. Everyone came back to their senses and looked outside, only to see a group of people walking towards the far door, eight women wearing Miao costumes and outstanding temperament and appearance actually carried a sedan chair, and an old man in a black robe walked in the front, holding a wooden cane in his hand, and there was a black mist around his body like silk

People have a very gloomy feeling.

"High Priest. Hou Dongjun, He Hongmiao, and everyone in the Hou family and the He family bent down and shouted respectfully.

The High Priest nodded, frowning, "What's going on?"

"Back to the Great Sacrifice, the Tan family invited a feng shui master from Jiangnan, the strength is very strong, we ......" He Hongmiao said.

The high priest looked at Zhuo Bufan and was about to speak, but a man's voice came from the girl, "Even Elder Hou and Elder He were defeated in his hands, they must be masters of Jiangnan." ”

As he spoke, a man in ancient costume flew out of the Jiaozi, with a thin face and narrow eyes, looking at Zhuo Bufan with a look of surprise, "I didn't expect that the master from Jiangnan was actually a teenager, and then the young sect master of the Black Witch Sect." ”

Everyone in the Tan family entered the cold pool, and even the young sect master of the Black Witch Sect came in person.

Elder Liao and Liao Wen hid in the crowd and didn't dare to show their heads, after all, the black witch and the white witch have always been hostile, and the white witch has always been pressed on the head by the black witch sect.

"If you are a smart person, you should understand that one more friend is better than one more enemy, as long as you don't get involved in this matter, we in the Dark Witch Cult will not be your enemy. The young sect master said confidently.

The Black Witch Sect is one of the most powerful organizations in the southwest region, as long as Zhuo Bufan is not a fool, he should understand the consequences of offending the Dark Witch Sect.

"I said that everyone who came was beheaded. Zhuo Bufan said lightly.

The young sect master frowned, "What are you talking about? Could it be that you want to be hunted down by the Dark Witch Sect?" As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuo Bufan held the void, and Zhenyuan condensed a spear like a substance in his palm, and threw it violently, penetrating the shoulder blades of the young sect master, and flew directly out more than ten meters away with people.