The Rise Of Xiu Xian Sect

Ye Bufan was expressionless when he heard the old man's crazy words, and did not argue.

He considers himself a kind person, and he is still happy to meet some of the requirements of the dying person, such as pretending to be forced.

The talisman issued by Ye Bufan was smashed by Li Tianyang's fist, but the power of Zhengyang fist was reduced by less than 10%, and he continued to hit Ye Bufan.

The situation seems to be very unfavorable for Ye Bufan, and Li Tianyang's laughter is even more rampant. This is his method of pressing the box. He has been with him for decades and has killed several enemies for him. Therefore, he was very confident, and he didn't believe that the young man in front of him had any means to resist.

The Foundation Building cultivator watching the battle around was also surprised. With Li Tianyang's method at this time, he can fight against the cultivator of the Foundation Building middle stage.

They are thinking about how to resist this strike if they encounter it.

Some people laughed bitterly, some shook their heads slightly, and some were just surprised.

But it is not them that is being tested now, but Ye Bufan. It doesn't matter to them, they have various reasons not to act. Therefore, even if some people have the heart to cherish their talents, they can only watch them quietly.

Ye Bufan also recognizes Li Tianyang's Fist Technique. If it is another Foundation Building cultivator, it may be difficult to resist.

Unfortunately, he found the wrong opponent.

After Ye Bufan was shocked, he quickly calmed down. Take out a superb Magical Item from the storage bag. This is a seven-foot long sword named Floating and Sinking.

"Swordsmanship, go"

Ye Bufan let out a soft drink, the floating sword carrying an astonishing murderous intent, and under the cover of the cloud and mist, pointed directly at Li Tianyang with a thunderous force.

If you look closely, there are faint green lights at the tip of the sword.

Li Tianyang knew the purpose of Ye Bufan's use of the cloud-wrapping talisman, but he didn't care at all. The accumulation of hundreds of years made him quite confident.

Sword Ray was like a broken bamboo along the way, and with the help of Jin Yandao, the Yamagata spirit weapon did not play a role in resisting it.

Soon, Yu Jianshu and Zhengyang Fist collided in a straight line, and the sound of Jin Ge and Iron Horse appeared in mid-air.

"boom"

After a loud noise, Li Tianyang with a smile on his face suddenly froze.

He seems to see a trace of Sword Ray...

After another breath, the thread of Sword Ray passed through his forehead.

His tall and straight body slowly fell downward, with traces of blood dripping in the air.

With a loud thump, a big hole was smashed into the ground, and the cultivator who was watching the battle instantly awoke.

They knew the result was coming, and it was a result they had never thought of.

There was silence around, and then people's emotions sounded.

All kinds of emotions, or unbelievable, or panic, or admiration...

Li Tianyang is dead, Ye Bufan still throws a fireball, letting him return to dust and dirt to dirt.

Then he took off his storage bag and caught the two unowned spirit artifacts.

Before he was excited, Zhengyang Quan was already close.

Although he defeated Li Tianyang's Zhengyang Fist, the remaining power of Zhengyang Fist still rushed towards Ye Bufan. Even with the defense of the Black Spirit Shield, he is still not easy...

Li Tianyang is already in the past tense, but Ye Bufan didn't dare to care about it, because he just felt a few breath fluctuations that were not under him.

Ye Bufan pressed the corner of his mouth slightly and looked down.

Although the formation of Heicheng has the effect of trapping formations, it is mainly defensive. So the three skinny old men tried their best to let them rush out, but it was not easy.

Seeing the three of them go out, Ye Bufan snorted. Do these people really think that Pingcheng comes as he wants to come, and leaves as he pleases?

Just now against Li Tunyang, his trump card had been exposed, and now he doesn't mind showing it again.

With a loud shout, a Sword Ray quickly shuttled downward, like a meteor falling.

At the same time, the Jin Yan knife was thrown out, and the mighty knife slammed at the Wei family brothers.

Ye Bufan was not prepared to let them escape, and if he dared to fight the idea of ​​Xuanzong, he had to pay a price.

As soon as the three of them emerged from the formation, before clarifying the situation, they felt a murderous approach.

The skinny old man reacted slightly and took out some talismans from the storage bag, but they were all first-order and were of little use.

Yu Jianshu ran across the sky, as fast as a shooting star, and as fierce as a sky thunder, a sword split him in half.

The Wei family brothers reacted more slowly and hurriedly with their red and black cones to resist. If he could resist a breath, he was knocked into the air, and the speed of the Jin Yan knife was only reduced.

When they wanted to react again, there was golden light in their eyes.

The three died, Ye Bufan picked up their treasure and gave them a fireball.

After seeing Li Tianyang fall, the cultivator below began to run away. But how could the Xuanzong cultivator who were fighting against them make them do what they wanted, entangle them tightly, and at the same time the formation's attack was aimed at them.

The attack was fierce, and most cultivators were killed shortly after resisting, but there were exceptions.

An eight-layer cultivator wearing a blue kimono, with two eyeballs constantly flashing, looks quite savvy, withdrawing from the battlefield of the crowd, running with all his strength.

It seems that there is a special escape technique, his speed is very fast.

But he forgot that there is a Foundation Building cultivator above, Ye Bufan will not let him Ruyi Scepter.

It was another swordsmanship. The running cultivator suddenly stiffened, and fell directly to the ground with the next breath.

So far, all the invading cultivators have been killed, and the battle of Heicheng has come to an end.

Ye Bufan's two Magical Items and two spiritual weapons surround the body, full of amazing Spirit Power, quietly looking into the distance.

He is guarding against other Foundation Building cultivators.

After dozens of breaths, without seeing any movement, Ye Bufan slowly fell to the ground.

In the distance, there are several Foundation Building cultivators watching the battle. In one place, a majestic middle-aged man looks at the young man next to him.

"Lei'er, what do you think"

The young man seemed to be stunned, still immersed in the power of swordsmanship. The questioning of the middle-aged man made the young man wake up like a big dream.

Slowly, the young man took a deep breath and tried his best to stay calm, "This is a genius, very powerful. Even in the Azure Cloud Sect, there are few people who can compare with him, and the disciples are not as good as him."

The middle-aged man was not dissatisfied when seeing the young man stunned, even he himself was stunned for a few moments.

Hearing the disciple's answer, he didn't speak, but stared at him closely.

Although the young man was puzzled, he didn't ask. Quietly staring at the master, then bowed his head, and getting along all the year round made him lose the confidence to stare at the master.

After a long time, the middle-aged man nodded, "Lei'er, I hope that what you said just now came from the heart. No matter how much hatred you have with others, you must have a clear understanding, even if it is the enemy of life and death. Only in this way, Only in order to survive and to bear the responsibility."

The young man quickly said, "Master, don't worry, the disciple will do it. Nothing will disturb the disciple's thoughts, and it will not block the disciple's thinking."

The middle-aged man nodded and glanced at Ye Bufan. Those eyes could not tell whether it was envy, surprise, hatred, or regret.

With a sigh, the middle-aged and young people left.

There are several such dialogues.

For a long time, everyone dispersed with different thoughts.

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