The golden knife was broken, and when I used the other knife, I always felt that it was not easy to use and twisted it very seriously.

In addition, I was in a hurry when I came and didn’t have time to create another one.

As for buying a ready-made one..., which thing can be used?

The quality is too poor.

The forging process, shape, and weight are all far behind.

Using such a knife is simply an insult to the identity of the sword emperor.

"The knife is gone, it doesn't mean I'm allowed to slaughter."

Qingyuntian's momentum remains unabated and there is no timidity at all.

"Old guy, in my opinion, you are just fish on the chopping board, you can fry and cook at will."

Chen Bufan smiled sarcastically, "I won't play with you this time. Are you ready to die?"

"Chen Bufan, I advise you to be ready too."

"Dad is stubborn, see how he is!"

Chen Bufan kicked his right foot and his body rushed out like an arrow from the string.

Moving like thunder!

Qingyuntian roared and fought with all his might.

The two of them were full of aura and violent.

Every time you fight, it causes bursts of explosions.

The true energy was raging, the wind swept the remaining clouds, and dust flew for a moment.

The figures of the two were confused and dazzled, and they looked like ghosts in the dark, and it was hard to detect gods and ghosts.

Qing Yuntian was completely desperate in his playing style, without any scruples, and he didn't care about the loss of true energy, which was even better than before.

But in Chen Bufan's eyes, it is still not enough to see it.

After twelve moves, Chen Bufan grabbed a gap and swung his palm decisively.

"Bang!"

"Click!"

Qingyuntian's chest collapsed and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ahem."

Qing Yuntian vomited blood in one mouthful of blood, as if he was not his own.

"Old guy, can you fight again?"

Chen Bufan squinted his eyes.

"Why not...wow."

At the end of the power.

Qingyuntian is almost doomed.

"You're up."

Chen Bufan smiled slightly.

Qing Yuntian breathed heavily, his condition was in a sluggish state, and he got up little by little.

Before standing straight, he fell down again.

“Is it OK?

Didn’t you swear to kill me?

If you can’t stand firmly, how can you kill someone?”

"Chen Bufan, you..."
Chapter completed!