Relying On The Dual Cultivation Of Invincibility, Do You Know How Miserable I Am?

In the outer gate, there are hundreds of martial arts arenas. Provided for disciples to discuss and practice.

The closest martial arts arena to Li Bufan and the others is the Hongyuan martial arts arena.

On the field at this time, many disciples were practicing with sweat and punches.

None of them need supervision from others, or rather, no one will supervise them.

Even the disciples on the Elder's Peak have only practiced the martial arts skills provided by the elder.

Usually no one cares whether you practice or not, but every disciple is practicing hard, some to get ahead, and some to be the best.

And most people, practicing hard just want to live...

In the middle of the martial arts arena, a muscular man with his bare upper body was sparring with a man holding a long sword.

His fists and feet are like the wind and powerful. Although the strong man was unarmed, he still suppressed the man opposite him.

I have to mention that both of them have the same cultivation level, they are both Foundation Building Late Stage. In the entire martial arts field, he is considered a real master.

"Brother, that's awesome."

Not far away, Zheng Xiaosheng, who was sitting in a wheelchair, couldn't help but praise.

The muscular man is his eldest brother named Zheng Xiaodong, and he is also the support of Zheng Xiaosheng's arrogance.

Everyone was practicing, and no one noticed that Li Bufan had arrived.

Behind him, there were two men from the ninth level of Innate carrying Wu Miao.

The two men were strong men he caught randomly in the wooden house next to them.

Since it was here to punish evildoers, Li Bufan felt that it would be perfect if the victims followed him.

"Stop, Zheng Xiaosheng, Zheng Xiaodong, I want your lives."

The small voice, blessed by the true energy, resounded all around.

Everyone stopped what they were doing, and some bold ones were still quietly moving closer.

Just watch the fun... Everyone likes it, even practitioners can't escape this hobby.

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Zheng Xiaodong suddenly retracted his fist, turned his gaze to Li Bufan, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly: "Who are you? I don't seem to know you!"

Zheng Xiaodong is not a bad person. He understands that the people who dare to name him and kill him can't be ordinary people. If others have no strength, how can they dare to be so arrogant? !

Therefore, he chose to ask clearly before making plans.

Before Li Bufan could answer, Zheng Xiaodong saw Wu Miao behind him and seemed to already understand the answer.

"Brother, it's this kid who attacked me and seriously injured me. Brother, hurry up and capture him. I'm going to cut him into pieces..."

After Zheng Xiaosheng saw Li Bufan, the anger in his heart surged directly into Tianling Gai, and he shouted hysterically.

Zheng Xiaodong did not take action immediately. He stared at Li Bufan with his eyes, trying to see through the other party's cultivation...

But I was thinking about Zheng Xiaosheng's words. The other party seriously injured Zheng Xiaosheng through a sneak attack, which means that the cultivation level is not too high, and it is probably just a mid-stage Foundation Building cultivation level!

Zheng Xiaodong was still thinking about it. The man who had previously sparred with him had already guessed that Li Bufan was not strong.

The man's name is Zheng Bei, and he is the cousin of Zheng Xiaosheng and Zheng Xiaodong. He wants to avenge his brothers...

So he took action!

Buzz——

The sword in Zheng Bei's hand suddenly thrust out, with a whistling sound that ripped through the air, and he was in front of Li Bufan in the blink of an eye.

He slowly stretched out his hand, pointed lightly, and placed it squarely on the tip of the sword.

Li Bufan exerted a little force, and with a bang, the sword in Zheng Bei's hand shattered like glass.

Whoops - a ray of light flashed, and a bloody hole was pierced between Zheng Bei's eyebrows, and blood trickled down!

"So...strong..."

Zheng Bei's eyes were full of fear, he let out the last sigh of his life, and his body fell softly.

Silence—deathly silence!

The entire martial arts arena was so quiet that one could hear the needle drop, and everyone's heart trembled violently.

The strong man of Foundation Building Late Stage can only bear one finger in this man's hand? ! ?

The crowd watching the excitement around them subconsciously retreated after reacting.

Zheng Xiaodong was so frightened that his throat rolled, and his face instantly turned pale. His strength was only between that of Zheng Bei.

Zheng Bei can only bear one finger, and his end seems to be doomed...

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Without any hesitation, Zheng Xiaodong suddenly knelt down in front of Li Bufan, kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Senior...Senior brother, don't kill me. Please don't kill me. I really don't know that fat man is yours." friend……"

Speaking of this, Zheng Xiaodong quickly pointed at Zheng Xiaosheng and said hurriedly: "It's him, that beast. He was the one who instigated me to hurt Fatty. He is the culprit..."

Seeing his brother kowtow and beg for mercy, even betraying himself, Zheng Xiaosheng's eyes flashed with fear, and he didn't know what to do for a moment!

"Oh, is it so?"

Li Bufan smiled. He had seen many people begging for mercy.

When I read novels before, it seemed that all the characters in them were strong-willed and would rather die than surrender. As a result, there seemed to be something wrong with the people I met. They were all greedy for life and afraid of death...

After the thought passed by, Li Bufan turned to Zheng Xiaodong and said slowly: "Since you said he is the culprit, how about you deal with him?"

"Yes, listen to senior brother."

Zheng Xiaodong nodded quickly, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes. As long as he can survive, it is better for his brother to die alone than for two brothers to die together. No matter how you calculate this account, it is a good deal.

"However, I have a condition, which must satisfy my friend."

After Li Bufan finished speaking, he motioned to the two Innate disciples behind him to lift Wu Miao forward some distance.

Wu Miao looked at his enemy kneeling in front of him, and the hatred in his heart was completely ignited at this moment.

With a ferocious expression, he gritted his teeth and said: "That beast Zheng Xiaosheng, he asked you to peel off the flesh on Junior Sister Ji's cheek, and I asked you to peel off the flesh on his whole body bit by bit..."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to the fat man."

Zheng Xiaodong nodded flatteringly, then slowly stood up and walked towards Zheng Xiaosheng step by step.

"Brother...don't...brother..."

Zheng Xiaosheng panicked and looked at the sword in his brother's hand, a chill rising in his heart.

He wanted to run, but he was seriously injured and his movements were restricted, so how could he escape.

Zheng Xiaosheng was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, watching Zheng Xiaodong get closer and then waved the sword in his hand.

Once, twice, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine...

Every time Zheng Xiaodong lands a sword, a piece of flesh will fall out, and Zheng Xiaosheng will let out a heart-rending cry.

Time passed by little by little, until half a quarter of an hour later, Zheng Xiaosheng had no good flesh left on his body. The whole body was covered in blood and flesh, with multiple wounds showing deep bones...

But the most painful thing is that he is still alive...

Regret spread in his heart. Zheng Xiaosheng regretted coming to this world. He didn't think he was wrong, he only felt that it was this world that was wrong! !

The excitement here was so great that it disturbed many outer disciples nearby, who came to watch the excitement.

Duan Qiushui and Zhang Tiangang were walking side by side at the back of the crowd who came to watch the excitement.

He has a leisurely look that guides the country!

"Are the current disciples so arrogant? They actually commit murder in the martial arts arena!" Duan Qiushui said with a faint smile.

Zhang Tiangang, who was standing next to him, nodded indifferently, "So what if he commits murder? No one cares about it anyway."

What he said is true. There are many rules in the outer sect, but there are only a few iron rules that are really controlled by others. The other rules are just a joke!