Urban ancient fairy doctor

In mid-air, Ye Tiangang was about to fight to the death, and Ye Bufan's faint voice came from behind: "Okay, brother, go back and leave this old guy to me."

"yes, Sir!"

He also knew Ye Bufan's strength, so he turned around and retreated without a word of nonsense.

"What happened? Why did such a ruthless flat-headed brother retreat?"

"Who is this new guy? Why does he look younger? Is he more powerful than the flat-headed brother?"

Ye Tian originally had a crew cut, and because of his ruthless style of being a man of few words, he was directly dubbed the crew cut brother.

"Ye Bufan, he finally appeared."

In contrast, the expressions on the faces of those who knew him, such as Park Zai-xiang and Yang Zixiong, had changed.

Di Qingsheng said: "Uncle, this guy actually replaced Ye Tian back. Is he even more powerful than Ye Tian?"

Yang Zixiong curled his lips, "How is this possible? He is just a pretty boy. There is no way he can surpass Ye Tian, ​​let alone the Great Elder's opponent."

At this point, he seemed to have regained his confidence: "I think he knows that he will die sooner or later, so he doesn't want Ye Tian to be his scapegoat."

Hearing what he said, the middle-aged man next to him couldn't help laughing: "What if you lose again this time? Is it time to chop off the dick live?"

Remember, don’t mix up the order. First, stand on your head and eat cock, then live stream the dick chop, and finally cut off the head. "

Yang Zixiong's old face suddenly turned red and turned cold. He snorted and stopped talking.

On the lake, Hong Sihai put his hands behind his back and looked at the young man in front of him sharply.

At first glance, he couldn't help but feel a little shocked. The opponent was clearly standing in the void, and he was at the level of a martial saint, but he couldn't feel the presence of any true energy. Could it be that he was also a body-refining monk?

"Boy, are you Ye Bufan?"

"Yes, I am Ye Bufan."

Ye Bufan's joking smile was completely different from Ye Tian's just now.

Hong Sihai's expression instantly darkened: "You are the first one who dares to claim to be me in front of me."

Not only did Ye Bufan not have any fear, he said cheerfully: "Really? Then I have to tell you that I am also the last one, because you will not survive today."

"What an arrogant young man. It seems that he doesn't know what kind of existence he is standing in front of you."

Seeing how the other party dared to ignore me like this

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, Hong Sihai was so angry that his eyes burst into flames.

"I am the great elder of Yunxia Mountain. I am a powerful person in the imperial realm. How can I be compared to a junior like you?"

"Really? If you are so awesome, why do you come all the way here and declare a challenge to a junior like me?"

"I……"

Hong Sihai was instantly stunned and speechless.

In terms of qualifications and seniority in the martial arts world, he is much higher than Ye Bufan, but now he has to attack a junior and spread the word. This is really not a glorious thing.

"Don't feel dissatisfied. Who asked you to touch our young master of Yunxia Mountain?" Hong Sihai then said, "Let's do this. Considering that you are a junior, I will give you three moves. After the three moves, Live or die, you can’t blame me.”

"Really? It seems that the Great Elder is really generous."

Ye Bufan laughed, "If that's the case, I won't be polite."

In fact, what he just said was for this effect. Although he had killed the Vampire Queen in the West, he still had zero fighting experience with the powerful emperors in the Chinese martial arts world. He wanted to see what the opponent's strength was like.

Although he has many methods, in terms of cultivation level, he is indeed not as good as Hong Sihai, so he gets some advantages verbally.

"Of course I keep my word, how can I break my promise with a junior like you." Hong Sihai put his hands behind his back, "Go ahead, I will never fight back within three moves."

"Okay, I'll start."

Ye Bufan was originally standing 30 meters away from Hong Sihai. When he spoke, he still had a smile on his face and looked harmless.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the figure suddenly disappeared from the place and teleported behind Hong Sihai. The dragon's teeth in his hand bloomed with light, and the sword light, which was several feet long, struck hard at his back.

Everyone present was shocked. No matter how fast Ye Tian and Xu Liang were in the past, they still had time to react, but this teleportation was completely different, and they did not give the other party any reaction at all.

Even Hong Sihai was slightly shocked. He didn't expect that the other party had such a strange movement technique.

But then he felt relieved again. Since Ye Bufan used his true energy, he could sense it and realized that he was in the later stage of Martial Saint, not even as good as Ye Tian just now.

As a majestic Imperial Realm expert, this kind of cultivation poses no threat to him at all.

At this time, it was already too late to dodge. With the movement of his mind, he used his body-protecting energy to catch the blow.

Just hearing a muffled bang, the dragon in Ye Bufan's hand

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The tooth was as if it had been hit by a cowhide, and was lifted several feet high. Then the whole person was shaken and flew backwards dozens of meters away.

Hong Sihai stood there with a calm expression, as if nothing had happened.

Ye Bufan was secretly surprised. Is this the strength of a powerful emperor? As expected, they are completely different from the Divine Court and the Vampire Queen in the West.

Others present were shocked. No one expected Hong Sihai to be so powerful.

Then everyone's expressions changed, supporting Ye Bufan in panic. The opponent was not even afraid of a long sword, so how could they fight this battle? The final result can only be defeat!

The people who supported Yunxia Mountain were immediately excited, as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood, and the haze of the previous two defeats had been swept away.

Yang Zixiong immediately jumped up from the boulder: "Great, the Great Elder is really too strong!"

Di Qingsheng also had a look of excitement on his face: "I'm going to choke him. He's standing there and letting you chop him, and he won't be hurt at all. Is there any need to continue the competition? You want me to just kneel down and admit defeat!"

Others also believed that Hong Sihai was invincible just by relying on this body-protecting Qi, if nothing else.

This is still limited by the agreement of three moves, otherwise if someone fights back, Ye Bufan will be swatted to death like a fly.

In contrast, among everyone present, only Ye Tian and Situ Dianmo were the ones who believed that Ye Bufan had won. Only they knew how strong this man really was.

For ordinary warriors, strength and cultivation are equated, but in Ye Bufan's case it is completely different. His strength is strength, which is far stronger than the cultivation shown on the surface.

Hong Sihai smiled proudly: "Boy, hurry up, there are two more moves."

"Don't worry, take your time."

After Ye Bufan finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and threw it, and a bead the size of a goose egg flew into the air. Blue arc light flashed on the surface, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder. It was the Sky Thunder Bead.

"What is this?"

The sudden change shocked everyone present, wondering what it was.

Light flashed on the surface of the Sky Thunder Bead, and three lightning bolts, as thick as an adult's thigh, struck down from the air and directly hit Hong Sihai's head.

At the same time, Ye Bufan's figure disappeared again, and the dragon's teeth turned into sword energy that filled the sky and slashed at him.

In the second move, Ye Bufan used his magic and martial arts skills to launch an attack with both magic and martial arts.