Seeing that the person coming was Gu Qingfeng, Song Bufan just frowned slightly, but it didn't stir up much excitement in his heart.
That Gu Qingfeng would interfere was something he had expected.
But what puzzled Song Bufan was that Gu Qingfeng's expression was relaxed.
It seems like we already knew what was going to happen here.
I have dealt with Gu Qingfeng so many times, and thinking about it carefully, it seems that I have never been able to get any advantage from Gu Qingfeng.
At least so far, there is none.
Gu Qingfeng seemed to be standing in a very high position. Looking down from above, everything in the world was nothing more than the size of an ant in his eyes.
The fighting between Gu Xiaotian and Leng Qingqiu has also stopped. In fact, in the end, neither of them was willing to kill.
Now that Gu Qingfeng has arrived, it just gives both parties an excuse.
Leng Qingqiu looked at Gu Qingfeng with burning eyes.
Gu Qingfeng smiled and said hello to Leng Qingqiu: "Junior sister, long time no see. The mission is completed and you can go home."
Leng Qingqiu was stunned.
What task?
Song Bufan sneered and said, "Is it fun to play such a little trick?"
Gu Qingfeng immediately burst into laughter.
"Watching you eat up is my greatest pleasure."
Song Bufan snorted, "Childish."
Gu Qingfeng waved his hand, "It's childish or not, but now that I'm here, I will definitely take him away."
Song Bufan raised his eyebrows but said nothing.
Seeing that Song Bufan didn't reply, Gu Qingfeng didn't say anything more. He just walked to Gu Xiaotian, looked at him with his eyes, and smiled happily.
Being able to cross over from Martial Saint to Martial Lord is indeed the most exciting thing at this stage for Gu Qingfeng, but if his junior brother is not willing, he is not willing to force it.
Whether the road is right or not can only be known by walking it yourself.
Suddenly, a black shadow flashed out from the ground.
Gu Qingfeng pressed with one hand and instantly pushed back the black shadow, then turned to look at Song Bufan.
At this time, Song Bufan showed an angry expression.
Gu Qingfeng frowned.
It could make Song Bufan look angry. It was obvious that he was serious about it this time.
This is of course extremely bad news.
Surprisingly, Gu Qingfeng himself didn't know how likely Song Bufan would be to escape unscathed if he used all his strength.
Song Bufan said coldly: "People must stay."
Gu Qingfeng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and a flying sword was hovering beside him.
It is naturally impossible for people to stay.
The reason why Gu Xiaotian was allowed to leave with Song Bufan before was because Gu Qingfeng wanted to see what his real purpose was.
What he saw now was that he had already guessed Song Bufan's true purpose.
At the same time, Gu Qingfeng also lamented Song Bufan's forbearance and methods.
Fortunately, they have never been enemies before. If they were enemies, the entire Bahuang would probably experience a catastrophe.
But now, if what Song Bufan wants happens, it will still be a catastrophe.
Song Bufan stopped talking nonsense. Facing Gu Qingfeng, he would not conserve his strength. The auras of the sect were already rushing towards Gu Qingfeng.
Gu Qingfeng flicked his finger on the flying sword, and the flying sword buzzed and trembled, pierced through the air, and split the Taoist aura into two.
Song Bufan sidestepped, took a step forward, and the black shadow rose again.
The black curtain of the sky pressed down from the sky, making it suffocating.
Gu Qingfeng's eyes were solemn, and another flying sword came out in response, and the sword energy was already lingering all over his body.
Gu Xiaotian and Leng Qingqiu looked on in surprise.
This seemed to be the first time they had seen such a battle.
A shocking battle that may go down in history.
The flying sword danced in Gu Qingfeng's hand, like a swimming dragon, swiftly traveling through the air.
Gu Qingfeng's figure was extremely agile and transformed into a sword shadow, tearing apart the black curtain and leaping into the sky.
Song Bufan's Taoist aura was unpredictable, like thousands of troops surging in.
This Taoist master from Zhenwu is nicknamed Mo Ying, and it really is just like his nickname.
In the sky, the two kept fighting, and the air was filled with the sound of the collision of sword energy and Taoist aura.
Although Gu Xiaotian tried his best to remember this battle, the speed of the two became faster and faster, and soon they became afterimages, which made his eyes hurt.
Every confrontation is full of murderous intent and the scene is extremely intense.
Gu Qingfeng gradually felt how powerful Song Bufan was, and his strength exceeded his expectations.
In fact, not many people know that Song Bufan is seeking defeat.
After reaching that state, everything in the world is just a simple line pattern in the eyes. It is really easy to deceive their eyes.
But in the same situation of defeat, some things cannot be covered up.
That look, and that breath.
But all this time, Gu Qingfeng didn't expose it.
After all, he really didn't want to be an enemy of Song Bufan.
One Qin Qinglin is enough to make his head grow bigger. If there is one more opponent who wants to lose, the world will be in such chaos.
But at this moment, he had to take action.
Song Bufan seemed to have understood something, and said coldly: "Since you already know, why do you stop me?"
Gu Qingfeng twitched his lips, "What you are going to do is much more serious than what the All-Martial Arts Association is going to do."
Gu Xiaotian was shocked again and again.
In fact, he could vaguely guess something.
Why was Song Bufan so persistent in helping him become stronger step by step.
Leng Qingqiu's heart suddenly tightened.
When she was with Song Bufan in this poor view, she asked him insinuatingly several times. Although Song Bufan didn't say it clearly, she vaguely guessed something.
Now that I'm looking at my senior brother working so hard, that answer seems to be getting more and more accurate.
Song Bufan pulled out the two swords on his back and stood them in the air.
Gu Qingfeng's eyes were serious.
It's rare for Mo Ying to unsheath his two swords at the same time.
It also means that Song Bufan will leave no room for what he wants.
Gu Qingfeng's mind moved slightly, sword energy emitted from his body, and nine flying swords hung at his side.
The two looked at each other, understanding each other tacitly.
It doesn't make much sense to continue fighting for this reason.
I can hurt you and you can hurt me, but neither is fatal.
Continuing to fight like this is just delaying time.
Since one must accomplish that thing and the other cannot be allowed to accomplish that thing, it is better to be lucky enough to have full firepower.
One move determines the outcome!
The two of them operated the qi machine in their bodies at the same time until the qi machine filled the whole body and exploded in an instant.
The sword aura and the Taoist aura intertwined in the air, forming a spectacular scene.
Suddenly, there was silence between heaven and earth.
Gu Xiaotian and Leng Qingqiu stared at the sky with mixed feelings in their hearts.
In an instant, the two people moved and disappeared from where they were.
The sword energy and the Taoist energy collided in the air, creating waves of energy and creating a stunning scene.
A huge vortex slowly formed, and the space seemed to have been distorted.
Everything in the world seems to be at a standstill at this moment.
A moment later, the explosion sounded again, and a dazzling light burst out from the vortex, and the dark night sky was illuminated so brightly at this moment.
Gu Xiaotian squinted his eyes, facing the dazzling light, and could only vaguely see two figures dancing in the light. The sword light and the Taoist aura were intertwined, forming a beautiful and ferocious picture.
Between heaven and earth, there was another loud noise.
The light is fierce
A violent eruption enveloped the entire Poguan, and powerful energy spread to all sides.
On the broken view, those originally green flowers, plants and trees were swept away and withered in an instant. Gu Xiaotian and Leng Qingqiu gathered together to build a wall of Qi. Despite the strong Qi, the clothes were still affected by the Qi. Scraped, leaving gaps.
It really goes along with the saying, when gods fight, mortals suffer.
This scene lasted for a while and then gradually calmed down.
Gu Xiaotian and Leng Qingqiu gathered their gazes and saw Gu Qingfeng and Song Bufan standing on the same spot. Their clothes were in tatters and their bodies were stained with blood. They couldn't tell who was winning and who was losing.
Gu Qingfeng's nine flying swords were still hovering beside him, panting slightly, with a hint of exhaustion in his eyes.
Gu Xiaotian's heart tightened.
He didn't know what happened in the previous battle with Gu Qingfeng and Qin Qinglin, but he also knew that Gu Qingfeng was seriously injured in that battle, and it was definitely impossible to return to his peak moment now.
Gu Qingfeng was already risking his life.
What worried Gu Xiaotian even more was that Song Bufan's eyes were full of determination and determination.
As expected, Song Bufan took a deep breath and handed Mo Ying's two swords towards Gu Qingfeng again.
The sword light and Taoist aura of the two people met again, and the entire Poguan was enveloped by the Qi of the two. Violent collisions continued to sound, and the surroundings were filled with strong murderous intent and Qi flow.
If it is a sword, Gu Qingfeng can be worthy of anyone in the world, but Song Bufan's sword is not only a sword, but also filled with endless Taoist aura. Every time he makes a sword, it is actually the Taoist aura that is rippling wantonly.
With a loud noise, the two swords collided again, forming a brilliant curtain of light.
The two of them took a few steps back at the same time and stood there without speaking.
Gu Qingfeng slowly raised his head and looked at Song Bufan. The nine flying swords no longer hovered beside him, but fell to the ground one after another.
Song Bufan always lowered his head, but his hands still clutched Mo Ying's swords.
Gu Xiaotian's pupils suddenly opened wide.
Could it be that my invincible senior brother...
Lost?
Gu Xiaotian clenched the sword in his hand and looked at Leng Qingqiu.
Now, he has pinned his last hope on his senior sister.
If their senior brother really loses, they will find a way to take him away no matter what.
Even though Song Bufan had already experienced a great battle, the two Martial Saints were still not enough in his eyes.
The difference between Qiufei and Martial Saint is more than just one step.
However, Song Bufan never moved.
Gu Qingfeng suddenly chuckled, and his laughter became louder and louder.
After laughing for a while, he began to cough violently, coughing up a mouthful of blood, and looked at Song Bufan, "Stop holding on, are you tired?"
Song Bufan then slowly raised his head to look at Gu Qingfeng, his hands loosened, and the two swords fell to the ground.
Gu Qingfeng exhaled and finally felt relieved. His legs finally lost strength at this moment and fell to the ground.
The same was true for Song Bufan, but he was sitting on the ground with anger in his eyes.
Gu Qingfeng said something for no reason, "There should be strong and weak people in the human world. If everyone can reach the highest level, what is the difference between this human world and heaven?"
