Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

The six hundredth chapter war war war war!

Wan Lai was silent, and the entire plain was only the sound of a whirring wind blowing. The front row of supernaturalists and Tarozy and others were dumbfounded. Even the collection of hundreds of supernatural powers couldn't kill him?

The green bamboo, Huang Rui, and Chen Yulin in the off-road vehicle were dumbfounded, and in the gray smoke, he stood proudly like a **** of war, stepping on the domineering world and slowly walking towards each other step by step.

"Don't... don't let him come." Tarozzi shouted in horror with his cigar in his mouth.

"Stop him!".

The abilities once again flew to the sky, displaying their unique abilities, turning them into attacks.

"Good to come."

Zhuo Bufan walked towards the front slowly, without evading at all, pinching his hands together, exuding white glaze, like bluestone and white jade.

"Dragon Fist!"

Zhuo Bufan yelled, squeezing his fist like a bright shooting star, and pulling out numerous phantoms.

"What is he doing?" Qing Zhu put down the camera in his hand and opened his mouth in a daze.

Zhuo Bufan was like a **** of war descending to the world, wearing flowers and butterflies, his figure attacked vaguely, and all the people flew out, but Zhuo Bufan was merciful and did not take the lives of these people.

After all, they were just poor people who were forced to work for Shura.

After solving everyone, Zhuo Bufan walked directly in front of Ta Luoqi.

"Devil, go and die." Ta Luoqi condensed an electric ball with both hands and patted Zhuo Bufan directly.

Zhuo Bufan folded his hands together and condensed a set of seals to block the thunderball. The spreading shock wave directly shook Ta Luoqi out and fell to the ground.

"You...If you dare to kill me, Lord Shura will definitely avenge me." Ta Luoqi's hands were cold, his pupils contracted, and he looked at Zhuo Bufan in surprise.

"Noisy!"

Zhuo Bufan flicked his finger and Ta Luoqi fell to the ground.

Everyone was even more terrified and clung to the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

"Sura, I will definitely avenge my brother!" Zhuo Bufan said lightly, and continued to stride forward.

A large theater with baroque style, Roman columns, and temples are all here.

At this time, a foreign man with blond hair and brown eyes was standing outside the temple, wearing a black wind robe, hunting in the wind.

"Huh?" The foreign man raised his head, seeming to feel someone spying on him, and then shook his head again, "Is it my illusion?"

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared outside the temple, slowly walking towards him.

"Stop, who are you, do you know where this is? Do you dare to trespass?" The foreign man frowned, his eyes showing cold light, staring at the people who came by and shouted loudly.

At this time, he could see the appearance of the visitor clearly, and he couldn't help but stunned. The visitor was actually an Asian boy with black hair and black eyes. He was about a dozen years old. He was tall and handsome, and he was comparable to a first-line Asian idol. Celebrity.

However, the foreign man took a look, but revealed a trace of doubt, because he did not feel any energy fluctuations from the boy, he was just an ordinary person.

In fact, this is because Zhuo Bufan's strength is too strong. As long as the energy is not deliberately released, the weak will not be aware of his strength at all. This is also what Dao Fa says-returning to the basics.

"My name is Shadow Killer." The boy stopped, looked at him indifferently, and said softly.

"What kind of shadow kill, I have never heard of it. I am rolling out now..." Half of the speech, the foreign man suddenly stared his eyes round, as if he was strangling his throat, and stammered: "You...you are a shadow killer. ."

In his imagination, the Shadow Killer should be an adult man, or an old monster. What's more, even if he survived a fight with Tarozy, he should be seriously injured. However, watching the Shadow Killer in front of him, it is intact, as if he was in his own right. Stepping in the back garden to enjoy flowers is generally leisurely.

"Earth wall!" The foreign man radiated yellow light. Suddenly, the earth surging on the ground, an earthen wall as thick as one foot and three feet high rose in place and stood in front of Zhuo Bufan's eyes.