The old man was a little over 1.6 meters tall, wearing a black Tang suit, about 60 years old, and was thin, but no one questioned his strength.

This person is one of the strong men of the martial arts family and is among the top three.

"I don't know if there is anyone in the Wu family. I only know that I will take this woman away today."

Chen Bufan said calmly.

"Just you?

wishful thinking!"

The old man snorted.

"Then let's try."

"See the trick."

The old man didn't want to talk nonsense and attacked before he finished speaking.

A quick battle!

The wedding needs to be held as usual, and the martial arts family can no longer lose their chains.

If this kid takes Li Ziqi away, what will happen?

The entire martial general cannot raise his head, and he will be stained and humiliated for a lifetime.

It is also the biggest news in Beijing the next day.

Chen Bufan gently pushed Li Ziqi backwards and fought alone.

Chen Bufan’s favorite thing is to confront each other head-on, which is also the easiest way to test the other party’s strength.

"Bang!"

With a sound, the true energy scattered and violently manic.

A strong wind scattered around the center of two people.

The built platform vibrates and seems to collapse at any time.

There was no difference in one move, and the two of them took a step back.

"Good boy, no wonder he is so arrogant and bold. He turns out to be a two-way move."

The old man gritted his teeth and said.
Chapter completed!