Don't mess with him, his three beautiful masters are too cruel

Mist grass!

Chu Lingxiao!

Why are you trying to get yourself killed by dragging me down with you?

You are so shameless!

Han Bufan was shocked!

He didn't expect Chu Lingxiao to do such a crazy thing!

When he broke free from Chu Lingxiao's hand, he and Chu Lingxiao had already arrived in front of Nangong Tuyun.

Han Bufan: “…”

In an instant, a thousand horses raced through his mind.

But now that things have come to this, he no longer hesitated and looked towards Nangong Tuyun with an increasingly determined look in his eyes.

Come all come!

Then let’s get started!

"Han Bufan, you old dog, I should have killed you long ago, otherwise there wouldn't be so much trouble today!"

The black sword in his hand suddenly stabbed, and Nangong Tuyun took the lead in attacking!

"Your stinky mouth, I will tear it apart sooner or later!"

Han Bufan was forcibly dragged into the game by Chu Lingxiao, and he had no choice but to fight.

Moreover, seeing Nangong Tuyun scolding him again and again, he could no longer tolerate it.

Immediately, the power in his body surged, and he used a punch to block Nangong Tuyun's sword!

Although Nangong Tuyun is not a sword cultivator, he is an extremely outstanding physical cultivator.

Especially after becoming a seventh-rank Holy Emperor, his physical body had become as solid as a rock, and even the black gold weapons could not hurt him easily.

With such a strong physique and his powerful punch, even an eighth-grade Saint Emperor felt a lot of pressure.

But Nangong Tuyun sneered and slashed down fiercely with the black sword in his hand!

boom!

The violent force generated by the collision spread rapidly, tearing the space apart on the spot!

Nangong Tuyun and Han Bufan both retreated thousands of feet madly!

Even Chu Lingxiao, who did not participate in the battle, was swept away by the fierce force.

After the storm, Han Bufan stopped and looked down. He saw that his hands were cracked and bleeding!

On the other side, the knuckles of Nangong Tuyun's hand that was holding the black sword were cracked and blood gushed out.

"Oh shit……"

Nangong Tuyun gritted his teeth!

Although he had the upper hand in this duel, if his cultivation had not regressed, he would definitely have the strength to kill Han Bufan with one sword.

But now, it will take some effort to kill Han Bufan.

He looked at the people of the Tianmeng who were standing there stupidly, and said angrily, "Why don't you charge?"

"Yes!"

Everyone in the Tianmeng reacted, and thousands of people, led by the second elder of the Tianmeng, rushed towards everyone in the Jiutian Pavilion!

"You protect the Pavilion Master! I will deal with them! All of my disciples of Chedong, follow me!"

The second elder of Jiutian Pavilion, Che Dong, has also reached the Saint Emperor realm, although his strength is one level lower than that of the second elder of Tianmeng.

But at this moment, his whole body was filled with arrogance, and he rushed forward with a long sword in hand!

The second elder Che Dong was a die-hard supporter of Han Bufan. Seeing Han Bufan defending Chu Lingxiao and Mo Jiutian, although he didn't know why, he made up his mind to follow Han Bufan.

In addition to this relationship, Che Dong had long been fed up with the Tianmeng. The people of the Tianmeng were arrogant and domineering, and they made things difficult for the Jiutian Pavilion everywhere. Che Dong had long wanted to have a good fight with them.

And today it seems like a great opportunity!

So the pressure of the Holy Emperor in his body burst out and shot straight towards the second elder of the Heavenly Alliance!

"kill!"

Ye Tiandao also led the disciples of Tiandao Academy to attack.

The Eighth Elder turned around and shouted to the other elders, "Let's protect the Pavilion Master! Pavilion Master, quickly take the seeds of the Black Green Ivy! If you can make this spiritual vine recognize you as its master, the Tianmeng will never dare to challenge us again!"

Mo Jiutian: “…”

In fact, she really wanted Chu Lingxiao to get the Qingxuan Vine, but she knew very well that Chu Lingxiao and Han Bufan were desperately trying to buy time for her, so she could not delay any longer.

Thinking of this, she turned around and looked at the golden seed behind her, and immediately burst out with spiritual power, allowing the golden seed to grow rapidly.

"Shit! That's mine!"

In the distance, Nangong Tuyun saw Mo Jiutian making a move, and immediately stamped his feet in a hurry. The black sword in his hand slashed in the air, and a crack in space suddenly appeared, and ten figures immediately emerged from it!

The ten men had very strange figures, they were slender and extremely tall, their faces were shaped like a leopard's head, and their eyes were brown!

"A member of the demon tribe?"

Han Bufan's face tightened, and he looked at Nangong Tuyun in surprise, "You actually cooperated with the demon people!"

Nangong Tuyun snorted, "Bullshit! They are from the Heavenly Palace, they just look a little different!"

Nangong Tuyun certainly knew that cooperating with the demon people would make the Emperor of Heaven unhappy.

But the Emperor of Heaven had not shown up for decades, and his three disciples were also elusive, so Nangong Tuyun became more and more bold.

This time he cooperated with Lan Ning and others to bring Qingyao and the three magicians to the Heavenly Palace. Lan Ning expressed his gratitude and sent him ten demon people as helpers.

These ten demon tribe members are all Holy Kings!

Moreover, the demon people have very strong ability to fight across levels of their superiors, far surpassing the people in heaven.

So when these ten demons appeared in the air, the murderous intent emanating from them made everyone feel a deep chill.

"Today, you, Jiutian Pavilion, are finished!"

Nangong Tuyun had a ferocious look on his face and yelled like a madman.

Chu Lingxiao frowned, his face full of concentration. He looked at Han Bufan, "How long can you last against Nangong Tuyun?"

Han Bufan said: "He can't kill me within ten moves!"

Chu Lingxiao: "..."

He said helplessly: "Then I will be dead in the blink of an eye!"

Han Bufan: “…”

He said in annoyance, "If my Speed ​​Pill hadn't been stolen, I would have no problem fighting with Nangong Tuyun for hundreds of moves."

"Give you a magic speed pill!"

Chu Lingxiao took out a magic pill from his ring and handed it to Han Bufan.

"God-speed Pill!"

Han Bufan took the pill and looked at it carefully. Isn’t this his pill?

In an instant, he understood everything!

"Fuck you... I'm not done with you... I want..."

Han Bufan was so angry that his face turned green. Just as he was about to curse, Chu Lingxiao slammed Nangong Tuyun with his palm!

Grass!

Here we go again!

Han Bufan quickly took the Speed ​​Pill, turned around and shouted to Chu Lingxiao: "Little bastard, our business is not over yet!"

Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly tightened!

Because Nangong Tuyun's black sword slashed over violently!

Han Bufan did not dare to be careless and retreated rapidly!

The effect of the magic speed pill has not yet taken effect. He cannot fight with Nangong Tuyun, otherwise he will be in danger of death.

"Run your mother!"

Nangong Tuyun hated Han Bufan so much that his teeth were itching, and he immediately shot out!

the other side.

The ten demon tribe members all looked at Chu Lingxiao, with cold murderous intent in their eyes!

shhhhhh!

They transformed into shadows and shot towards Chu Lingxiao!

Ten Holy Kings!

Attack Chu Lingxiao at the same time!