Chapter 345: At the end of the power!

"Boy, you are young and have extraordinary martial arts skills. Who is your master?"

Qingyun Tianwen Exit.

"You deserve to know?"

"Boy, don't be too arrogant."

The weather is extremely bright, so I grit my teeth.

"You are just telling the truth. Based on your martial arts, qualifications, and status, you really don't deserve to know his name."

Chen Bufan glanced at him.

"I guess it's almost the same if I don't say it."

"oh?"

"Who are you, the two saints of medicine and martial arts?

He should be your master, right?"

Qingyuntian always pays attention to every change in Chen Bufan's expression and wants to know in advance.

"The old guy has the strength of his eyes."

Chen Bufan admitted it openly.

"Sure enough."

"But what if you know?

Can it still change the ending?"

Chen Bufan smiled disdainfully.

"No! I will still kill you!"

Qing Yuntian shook his head, "Your master was a big shot when he was alive. He has a high status in the ancient martial arts world. I really can't compare with him."

"But he died, he has been dead for more than ten years, so I don't have to worry anymore."

"Hahaha."

Chen Bufan burst into laughter.

"why are you laughing?"

"Old Biden, I haven't distinguished the situation yet, will I still kill me?

I am standing here, can you kill your martial arts?”

"It's not that you look down on you, you're all your energy to eat, and it's futile. The person who died must be you Qingyuntian!"

Chen Bufan pointed at Qingyuntian with a firm finger.

"Haha, arrogant!"

The sky is full of blue sky.

The old guy has inexplicably confidence in himself and doesn't know where the confidence comes from.

People can have unparalleled confidence, but they must also have the strength to match them.

If not, it would be a bad pen.

"Come on, I'll send you to hell."

Chen Bufan hooked his fingers, which was obvious provocative.

"Boy, it should be my husband who sent you to hell."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingyuntian rushed up quickly.

He accepted three apprentices in his life. The eldest apprentice was honest and honest, and he was devoted to his work. He had been living in a few years and was no longer willing to participate in the affairs of the world. He found a place to live in seclusion.

I started a small business and opened a ramen restaurant with my wife.

Not very rich, but it is acceptable.

The second disciple was lustful and stole the wife of the lord of the sect and was chased and killed. In the end, he ended up being dismembered and killed by a five-horse horse.

The third disciple is Du Jingyun, who is also Qing Yuntian’s most favored and favorite disciple.

He injected all his efforts, taught carefully, and cultivated Du Jingyun as his heir. He did not hide his bride and taught all the things he could teach, and all the things he could not teach were taught.

Now that Du Jingyun is dead, how can Qingyuntian give up?

The two fought together, and many ancient martial artists had never seen each other in their lifetime.

This is a wonderful drama, a peak showdown between first-class experts.

But this showdown is a bit unsatisfactory.

Why do you think it's not quite strong?

What about being strong and weak?

Wonderful fights are often equal and no match, and they are only satisfied when they watch.

This is completely abusing the other.

It's like an adult beating an old man, there's nothing to watch.

The weaker side is naturally the old Biden, Qingyuntian.

During the decisive battle at the cliff, Chen Bufan used various conspiracies and methods, but did not dare to face the enemy head-on.

In just a short time, one positive and one reversed, Chen Bufan gained an absolute advantage.

In less than twenty moves, Qingyuntian's eyes were black, narrowed into a small slit, and kept crying, just like that.

One cheeks were bulging, and the red slap prints were clearly visible.

There should be a footprint on the lower abdomen, and it is visually estimated that there should be forty-three codes.

"Bang!"

Another kick, Chen Bufan kicked the other party in the chest without bias.

"Plop!"

Qingyuntian fell ten meters away, how could he feel embarrassed?

Qingyun Tianna is a master, when was he so embarrassed to be beaten?

If you think about it carefully, it has not been around for at least twenty years.

Since his reputation has risen, he has never been beaten like this again.

"Boy, you bastard!"

Qing Yuntian cursed and hated.

"Lao Deng, Damn, I'm dead, come up and scold people."

Two people are half a dozen, and Chen Bufan's words are ugly enough...

"Wow!"

Qing Yuntian spit out a mouthful of blood, and the blood dripped along the corners of his mouth.

"how?

Not arrogant anymore?

Spitting blood?

Do you usually eat too well? It’s a bit high, so let yourself bleed?”

Chen Bufan jokingly said.

"Little bastard, do you think you're sure to win?"

"No! You're dead!"

Chen Bufan emphasized it.

"I am not dead yet, nothing is possible."

Qingyuntian Laoyi is furying, and his unconvinced spirit is worthy of praise.

Give a thumbs up.

"not necessarily!"

Chen Bufan cut, "I can't even get rid of the knife, why are you going to beat me?"

Qingyuntian was speechless, and the knife was indeed gone...

And what he relies on is nothing more than swordsmanship.

He has a profound attainment in swords. The name of the sword emperor is not for nothing, nor for nothing.
To be continued...