"Unexpectedly, this bastard hid the armor of this defensive baby!"


    Zhang Huayun''s eyes flickered, and there was a strong color of greed surging in his eyes. Undoubtedly, he took a fancy to the colorful battle armor on long Bufan. He didn''t think that the attack just now was that long Bufan was hard and harmless only by strength, because his battle armor resisted the killing.


    "Is this the legendary form of the four winged dragon blood demon..."


    "Yes, that fierce look should not be weak."


    "Nonsense, one move cracked Zhang Huayun''s offensive. How weak can it be?"


    Seeing this scene, all the disciples of the five pavilions were surprised to talk about it.


    Previously, they only heard that there was a disciple in the temple Pavilion who could practice strange magic skills, but they had never seen it with their own eyes. Today, they were inevitably shocked and looked at the demon like dragon.


    Looking at the messy auction hall, steward song''s gentle face suddenly sank and shouted, "Zhang Huayun, the Shenbing hall has promised to compensate you for your losses! If you continue to make trouble, I don''t mind letting the people in the Deacon hall drive you out."


    When governor Song said this, he seemed a little pale and powerless. If Zhang Huayun disturbed the order for no reason, he could let the deacon in black robe catch him for punishment, but the current situation is completely different and seems a little complicated.


    If Zhang Huayun is really punished by the Deacon''s hall because he wants to take back his weapons, it will inevitably lead to the extreme dissatisfaction of the Zhangjia forces. At that time, the contradiction will intensify, which will only lead to the internal division of the temple Pavilion in advance.


    "I don''t want that money!" Zhang Huayun snorted angrily, but he didn''t do it again.


    Facing long Bufan, who is now a black robed deacon, he obviously has some scruples, and after yesterday''s lesson, he also has a long memory. If the matter is really big, he will be punished in the end.


    Zhang Huayun looked bitterly at long Bufan, turned his mind and said gloomily, "long Bufan, if you really have the courage, we''ll fight at the blood martial arts platform in the inner city square. If you win, the keel scale gun belongs to you for free. If you lose, the seven color armor on you is mine, how about it!"


    Hearing this, the disciples of the five pavilions were immediately stunned, but they were very interested.


    As we all know, in the martial arts world, it is inevitable to fight because of some interests. However, due to the strict rules of the temple Pavilion, the disciples of the temple pavilion are prohibited from fighting privately. Although everyone is afraid of punishment and suppresses their anger, with the accumulation of time, this anger is bound to shake the heart of martial arts and affect their cultivation.


    Therefore, in order to let the disciples of the five pavilions have a place to vent their anger and dispel the influence of the heart of martial arts and Taoism, the temple Pavilion specially set up a venue in the inner city square and established a martial arts competition arena, called blood martial arts arena. As long as both sides are willing to compete in the blood martial arts arena, regardless of victory or defeat, they can avoid being punished by the Deacon hall.


    People''s eyes couldn''t wait to look at long Bufan and look forward to his reply.


    Under the gaze of countless Taoist eyes, the dragon''s extraordinary body slowly suspended, raised his long gun, flashed the cold tip of the gun and pointed at Zhang Huayun, saying:


    "Today, I''m going to decide the keel scale gun. If you want to fight, you can accompany me at any time!"


    Sen Leng''s voice suddenly exploded in the auction hall, and his words were filled with an extremely arrogant domineering spirit.


    It can be seen that long Bufan doesn''t intend to return the keel scale gun.