The martial arts world has maintained the number one in the martial arts world for decades.

Martial arts myth.

The Earth Demon Hall is small, and the Wind and Cloud Hall is large.

The Earth Demon Hall was cultivated by the Fengyun Hall, and it is now an optional existence. You can imagine how strong the Fengyun Hall is and how profound their foundation is.

There is still a problem with the storm.

A person whose talent is not inferior to himself at all.

His own strength is at the peak of the martial arts world, and no one can defeat him.

That day, when Nantong Village saw him in a hurry, Chen Bufan didn't even have the courage to fight.

It's not that you're afraid, it's really impossible to beat.

In front of Feng Canyun, Chen Bufan felt that he was very small.

It's like an ant, an ant that can be killed at any time.

Chen Bufan is facing two problems now, one is to advance to the realm of the Martial God, and the other is to find the last famous sword and evolve the ninth style of Xuanyuan.

Only in this way can one fight be possible.

Otherwise, facing Feng Canyun is looking for death.

There is no difference between hitting a stone with an egg.

"Xiaofan, you are very strong, and your master's wife is very pleased." When everyone returned to the mansion, they took a shower. The second master's wife changed into thin pajamas and sat opposite Chen Bufan.

The candlelight shines and the charming style is charming.

It's already late at night now, and everyone is still not sleepy.

One is the sense of oppression, and the other is the excitement of winning a great victory.

The two seem to be contradictory, but the facts exist at the same time.

"Master's wife, don't make fun of me. My disciple's strength is far inferior to the three master's wife." Chen Bufan said in a compliment.
Chapter completed!