As for the other one, he was also very familiar with it. This person was exactly one of the two outsiders, and the direction he walked before was where the two servants of Mr. Guo were.
Of the two servants, one was seriously injured and the other was slightly injured. Although the seriously injured one had no fighting ability,
But the one who was slightly injured was able to display his sergeant-level strength.
How could he be killed so easily?
Su Junlong was still thinking,
Bufan got up and helped Su Youwei up. He could see the lifeless look on the other person's face, as if his faith had collapsed.
He became angry and said with a look of hatred, "Uncle Su, how could such a small blow knock you down? Cheer up, you bastard!"
"Is the extraordinary and master level really an insurmountable hurdle?"
"Nonsense, it's just the division level. I have fought against not ten but eight divisions this year. Even the master level and domain level, I have been in contact with and fought against them. They are not out of reach."
Su Junlong heard Bufan's words, and he smiled coldly, with disdain on his face, still at the domain level? Is this a realm above the master level? He had never heard of it,
"Oh, you outsiders are not very powerful, but your bragging skills are excellent. It is simply impossible for a sergeant to defeat a master. Su Youwei is an example."
Regarding Su Junlong's ignorance, Bufan had no idea of explaining it. He just replied lightly,
"How can a frog in a well know how vast the sky is? Moreover, you, a master, are proud of defeating a sergeant-level assistant? I feel sad for you."
Although it was the first time he heard the word auxiliary, Su Junlong immediately understood what Bufan meant. He laughed angrily and said, "Okay, very good. Let me see how you, a sergeant-level person, can be tough-talking. What else is different?"
Seeing Su Junlong's momentum become stronger,
Bufan immediately said to Su Youwei:
"Uncle, hurry up and add buff to me. Oh no, it's a blessing. My whole body hurts now and I'm out of shape."
Tactically despise the opponent,
But strategically, pay attention to your opponents.
This is Bufan's always careful and prudent way of doing things.
Su Youwei was shocked by Bufan's high fighting spirit. Although he was not optimistic about the opponent, he might as well fight him with Bufan.
Thinking of this, Su Youwei took out the bagpipe and started playing it again.
Under the melodious sound of the bagpipe, the pain on Bufan's body disappeared again. Not only that, there was an extra layer of white light and blue light on his body. With the blessing of these two kinds of light, Bufan felt like a god descending to earth, omnipotent.
Putting aside this illusion of invincibility, Bufan looked ahead with vigilance.
At this time, the Soviet Army Dragon moved. He rushed over wildly like a heavy-duty rhino tank at full power.
"Uncle Su, retreat quickly. I may not be able to take care of you."
When Su Youwei heard this, he didn't object and started to retreat.
But Fan, holding a broken sword in his hand, assumed an offensive sword stance, waiting for the enemy to arrive.
Su Junlong's speed was getting faster and faster. In just two or three breaths, he came to Feifan.
The comparison between Su Junlong and Bufan was like a giant and a child.
His eyes were locked on Bufan, and he swung his right hand forward. The huge fist was full of muscles and veins.
With this punch, even the air began to vibrate.
However, at the moment the attack came,
A sharp light flashed in Bufan's eyes, and he took a step forward.
This step actually covered a distance of nearly three steps. This was Luoying's traceless step.
This extraordinary step not only shortened the distance between Su Junlong, but also avoided the fatal punch.
He stayed close to Su Junlong, swung out the broken sword in his hand, and drew in front,
Then, before Su Junlong hit him, he stepped away again,
The whole process took no more than one breath. When Bufan reappeared, he was already behind Su Junlong.
Su Junlong was quite surprised when he waved his fist in the air.
Under the influence of huge inertia, he took a few steps forward before he was able to stop.
At this time, he felt a slight pain and looked down at his abdomen.
There was a cut there. Although the wound was not big, this wound surprised Su Junlong again.
This kid actually hurt him. You must know that his physical body and ordinary swords can't hurt him at all.
Two accidents, then they are no longer accidents.
This guy is a bit evil.
Su Junlong finally began to face up to this outsider, so he decided to charge again.
On the other side, Bufan also felt a little surprised,
Taking advantage of Su Junlong's carelessness and the asymmetry of information, he gained the upper hand in the first round.
It's a pity that he underestimated the defense power of the master-level warriors.
No, rather, this master-level expert who specializes in strength and muscle training has a defensive power beyond his imagination. It is no wonder that he is so arrogant and domineering.
This sword of his was upgraded by the Sword Spirit Host.
Even a broken sword is extremely sharp,
However, when this extremely sharp sword passed through the opponent's abdomen, it did not have the comfort of cutting through butter. Instead, it encountered layers of cowhide. As a result, Bufan's plan to directly penetrate the abdomen and cause serious injuries to the enemy fell through. .
"However, it's not a big problem. No matter how powerful you are, it's useless if you can't hit."
Seeing the Soviet Army dragon rushing towards him with great momentum, Bufan raised his sword again and charged forward.
The two men were in close combat again. Faced with the Soviet dragon's heavy artillery attack, Bufan was like a butterfly in a flower, constantly dodging and moving. During this period, he also used the short interval to launch an attack on the Soviet dragon.
At this time, Bufan finally confirmed that the enemy's attack method was single and mediocre.
Just relying on brute force,
There was no way he could lose this battle.
After throwing dozens of punches, none of them hit the opponent. Su Junlong gradually began to panic. Although every attack gave him hope that he would be able to hit the target next time, every time his hope was shattered, it brought about More despair.
"It's impossible, it's impossible, I'm a master at the same level, how could I be defeated by you? It's impossible, absolutely impossible!!!"
"Nothing is impossible in this world. The only thing that is impossible is your ability."
After once again nimbly dodging Su Junlong's attack, Bufan walked around behind the opponent this time. Without hesitation, he broke the sword with his hand and moved forward.
Along with a cry of pain, Bufan left another scar on Su Junlong's body.
"Ah, damn monkey!!!"
Su Junlong's right arm hit back, and as a result, there was no one behind him.
Bufan walked around in front of him again,
Soon, there was another crisscross wound on his abdomen.
Bu Fan retreated to a safe area just as Su Junlong turned around.
