Chapter 120 The two fight!

"I wonder if the Qidao poison doctor is sure to cure your girlfriend's illness?"

"Half chance!"

The scholar's sword was concise and concise from beginning to end, with a few words and a few words.

"The condition is very serious!" Chen Bufan sorted out clearly.

"Because the charges of Qidao Poison Doctor are very high, you took the task of the Black Net to get a certain amount of money?"

"Yes!" The scholar seeks truth through a sword.

In fact, he had already washed his hands, no longer participated in anything in this regard, and lived a peaceful life.

However, the sky was not as good as others wished. My girlfriend had a strange disease and had to come out again, so she had to do it.

Chen Bufan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

As for people, 99% of them are transferred for money.

When you wake up and open your eyes, you will survive, make a living, and live...

You must not have money, and it is difficult to move forward because everything needs it.

Which one can be separated from money, whether to eat, drink, defecate, or urinate, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat, or to eat

Like a scholar Yijian, when your relatives are in urgent need of money when they are facing life and death, you can't take it out and they are so anxious that they are wandering around. That feeling is the most impatient and heartwarming thing.

People who have no similar experiences will never understand and cannot understand them.

"Another question, I want to know what the amount of my task is now?"

"Three hundred million!"

"It's indeed a lot." Chen Bufan smiled.

"I'm going to do it, I won't show mercy for Xiaoyun."

Xiaoyun should be the name of the scholar Yijian’s girlfriend.

"Understand!"

"It's beginning." The scholar's eyes were shining with sword, murderous aura spread, and a terrifying pressure spread.

The invisible aura spreads, and the surrounding leaves clatter.

Even after retiring for three or four years, the scholar's power of the sword did not regress at all.

Chen Bufan carried his hands on his back, which seemed as plain as water, but in fact he was fully prepared.

"Ah!" The scholar took the initiative to attack with his sword, with bare hands.

Don’t think that a scholar can only use swords with one sword, and his skills in fist and foot are not bad at all.

And his strength is definitely above the sixth level of the innate level.

The two of them were fighting each other, and they were erratic and erratic.

Moving as fast as lightning.

The last second was still under the big tree, and the next second was a hundred meters away.

Chen Bufan fought so happily, so happy.

Their figures are everywhere in the sky, on the ground, on the trees.

Five minutes later, Chen Bufan seized an opportunity to attack strongly, domineering and violent, leaving the opponent with no way to avoid and dodge.

The scholar had to fight with one sword, and his two palms were facing each other.

"Bang!" A sound of explosions sounded around the two of them.

It seems like there are dense landmines buried.

"Dang thud!" The scholar took three steps back with his sword, his face changed, and he finally couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood.

"After the comparison of fists and feet, let me see how your sword skills are." Chen Bufan stood up straight and said lightly.

"All those who have seen me use swords die." The scholar's sword was as ventilated, but this sentence was filled with infinite pride.

"We were a life-and-death battle, weren't we?"

"Yes!" The scholar stopped hiding his sword, and pulled it around his waist, and a soft sword appeared in his hand.

A slight movement makes a unique sound.

"Soft Sword? Interesting."

"Where is your weapon?"

"I don't use weapons." Chen Bufan shrugged.

If you don’t use weapons, it doesn’t mean you won’t.

Chen Bufan got a Xuanyuan Sword in the tomb some time ago and is also very proficient in swordsmanship.

There is no need to use a sword against a scholar.

No more, I didn't carry it.

"Please take the call."

With a sword in hand, the peak state of a scholar’s ​​sword, the strongest moment.

With the sword in hand, I have it in the world.

With the sword, it feels like his whole temperament has changed.

It is more sharp than before, and its murderous aura has increased several times.

If he hadn't had a elegant appearance, he would even think that he was a devil with blood on his hands and carrying countless lives.

The scholar moved his sword, and his speed was much faster than just now. He was in a daze, like moving and changing positions, which was very strange.

Chen Bufan was shocked, his toes were pointed at the ground, and his body retreated quickly.

A sword was less than ten centimeters from his throat, and the two were in mid-air, one advanced and one retreating.

A scholar's sword is worthy of his reputation!

He was originally at the disadvantage and turned the world around and became the initiative.

Chen Bufan flipped his body up and down and kicked the opponent's wrist.

The scholar changed his soft sword in his hand with one sword, and he made several consecutive moves.

Fast and hurry, sharp and ruthless!

The myth of the scholar's sword was shattered.

The so-called scholar kills one person with one sword, and he will never use the second move.

However, he made a mistake today.

When the two landed, the scholar's sword subsided and he no longer had a sharp splendor.

"I lost!" The scholar spoke with a sword.

"You haven't lost yet."

"I don't deserve the name of the scholar Yijian anymore. If a sword fails to succeed, it means that my name is in name."

"Along with that, I can see that you are still suppressing your cultivation. If you guess correctly, you have already crossed the ninth level of the innate world."

Chen Bufan did not admit it or deny it.

"I have fought with people from the ninth level of the innate realm and have seen the world. You are better than him, and he is dead."

"Although I had the element of opportunism at that time, he died under my sword, which was real."

Is this showing off?

The scholar once killed an ancient warrior at the ninth level of the innate level with one sword. It was incredible.

It's so scary!

"I'm leaving, do you still have to do it?" The scholar coughed again with a sword.

"Forget it, you go!" Chen Bufan didn't plan to kill him.

It’s not because of fear! It’s because of appreciation, it can also be said to be about appetite.

From the first meeting, Chen Bufan felt very pleasing to the eye.

Don't think wrongly, Chen Bufan is not that...comrade.

If you want to kill, the scholar will die with his sword today and have no way to survive.

"Thank you!" The scholar thanked with a sword.

Then his face changed, he coughed violently, and quickly took out a white handkerchief in his arms and covered it on his mouth, spitting out blood.

"If the lung meridian is damaged, I will do less in the future." Chen Bufan reminded.
To be continued...