At this moment, Yamamoto Caozhi was holding a stone the size of a table tennis ball in his hand. The stone was shining with silvery white light, and it was a spiritual stone.
Ye Bufan was surprised and happy. He had seen records about spirit stones from inheritance. This thing is a must-have item for cultivators. Especially now that there is a lack of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, spirit stones are even more precious.
A glance at the spiritual spring that was on the verge of drying up made his cultivation reach the early stage of the earth level. If he had spiritual stones to cultivate for him, the effect would be unimaginable.
It's a pity that he had been paying attention for a long time before and couldn't find any spiritual stones anywhere.
What Yamamoto Caozhi was holding in front of him was a spiritual stone. Although it was only a low-grade spiritual stone, it was still a spiritual stone, exuding extremely rich spiritual energy.
What made him feel most distressed was that this old devil didn't know how to absorb the spiritual energy in the spiritual stone at all. He used martial arts techniques to absorb the energy in the spiritual stone very roughly.
Although this method can also gain some benefits, it can only exert less than one percent of the effect of the spiritual stone. Most of the spiritual energy is dissipated in the air. In his opinion, it is really a waste of resources.
Even so, the spirit stone relieved Yamamoto Caozhi's injuries and helped him quickly recover his consumed energy, so his speed gradually increased.
"No, we must snatch the spirit stone from the old devil's hand."
Although it was very dangerous to do so, Ye Bufan still made up his mind. After all, the temptation of spiritual stones was too great for him.
Now that I have made a decision, I just do it. I reach out my hand and pull Yun Qianxue behind me into my arms.
She was originally hiding behind Ye Bufan, but was suddenly pulled in front of him. Under the resistance of the air, her body was pressed hard against his chest, and her pretty face was very close to the other's handsome face.
Yun Qianxue panicked, what was he going to do? Did he want to take advantage of her? Should she agree or refuse?
Just as she was thinking wildly, she suddenly felt dizzy and then fainted.
In Ye Bufan's eyes, the woman in his arms was just a hostage, and there were some things that she couldn't see, so he stun Yun Qianxue before taking action.
After such a delay, the distance between Yamamoto Caozhi and him narrowed again, leaving a distance of less than 40 meters.
There was a small forest in front of him. Ye Bufan walked through the forest and with a thought, he secretly let Ye Tian out of the storage ring.
With his own cultivation, he is no match for Yamamoto Caozhi now, but it will be different if Ye Tian helps. As long as he can delay this old devil for a few minutes, he will be able to set up a formation.
You'll be sure to win.
After releasing Ye Tian, Ye Bufan looked like he was overwhelmed and slowed down a bit, while the Japanese warriors came from behind and killed him quickly.
He looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes full of hatred.
"Despicable Chinese people, go to hell."
He held the Japanese sword in his hand and rushed up with murderous intent.
"Old devil, it's you who is going to die."
As Ye Bufan spoke, he raised his hand and threw a black object over.
With the lesson learned last time, Yamamoto Caozhi did not dare to confront him head-on this time and hurriedly dodged away.
After dodging, I discovered that what Ye Bufan threw was indeed a stone, not an explosive.
And at the moment when he lost his center of gravity, suddenly a fierce wind struck from the side, and it was Ye Tian who was hiding behind the tree who took action.
He originally acted according to Ye Bufan's spiritual instructions, and the cooperation between the two people was naturally flawless.
Yamamoto Caozhi was horrified. He never dreamed that there would be an ambush here. In his haste, he had no time to draw his sword, so he could only raise his left palm and hit him with a palm.
The two palms collided with each other with a bang, creating a strong air current in the forest.
After Ye Tian was promoted, his cultivation had reached the peak state of the late Earth level.
Although he is still not as good as Yamamoto Soji who is in the Dzogchen realm, his opponent is injured, and he has the strength to fight despite the fluctuations.
After a hard-fought move, his body flew backwards for more than ten meters, while Yamamoto Soji was also shaken and rushed diagonally for seven or eight meters, and was forced to stop.
At the same time, Ye Bufan stopped running for his life, put Yun Qianxue on the ground, took out the formation flag and began to quickly set up the formation.
What he has to do now is to buy time and complete the formation before the old devil defeats Ye Tian.
After Yamamoto Caozhi stabilized his body, he once again rushed toward Ye Bufan with his Japanese sword, but was blocked by Ye Tian again.
"Damn it, you really think I'm scared of you."
Yamamoto Caozhi's anger grew stronger and stronger. Although the Chinese in front of him was much more tyrannical than Ye Bufan, he was not his opponent after all.
He raised the Japanese sword in his hand, and struck Ye Tian with a ray of cold light, and the two of them fought together.
Sure enough, although Ye Tian was strong after the advanced level, he could not stop Yamamoto Caoji who had reached the level of Dzogchen.
After fighting for more than a dozen moves, both arms were cut off by the opponent.
As a second-grade silver corpse, Ye Tian's broken arm will not suffer much damage and can be reattached.
It's a pity that he has no hands now, so he can't connect if he wants to.
After solving the immediate trouble, Yamamoto Caozhi ignored Ye Tian and rushed towards Ye Bufan waving the Japanese sword in his hand.
He could feel that the young man in front of him was the key.
But the moment he rushed over, Ye Bufan threw out the last formation flag in his hand.
Then there was a loud bang and the formation started.
The formation Ye Bufan arranged is called the trapped dragon formation. As the name suggests, this is a very high-level trapped formation.
As long as they fall into the formation, not to mention earth-level warriors, even heaven-level warriors will be helpless.
Yamamoto Caozhi was about to cut the opponent with a knife when he saw it, but the scene in front of him suddenly changed. Ye Bufan disappeared, replaced by a heavy fog that made him unable to see his fingers.
"Damn, what's going on?"
He waved the Japanese sword in his hand and struck out more than a dozen knives in the surrounding area. The energy of the sword was everywhere, but it did not cause any ripples, and finally dissipated in the heavy fog.
Yamamoto rushed forward cautiously, but after walking for a long time, the heavy fog around him remained unchanged, without any change, and there was no hope of getting out.
"Damn it, this is China's formation."
As the chief disciple of the Japanese Sword King, Yamamoto Soji was well-informed. At this moment, he realized that he had fallen into the opponent's formation.
"Despicable Chinese, if you can, come out and fight me with real swords and guns."
At this moment, a sword flashed behind him and slashed towards his back.
Yamamoto Caozhi struck back with a knife, but the opponent immediately disappeared, as if he had never appeared.
Then, a joking voice came from the thick fog: "Old devil, you are really shameless. A great Dzogchen master of the earth is chasing a junior like me, but you actually have the nerve to fight with real swords and guns.
You are so capable, why don't you directly challenge Sword Master Situ Changkong?"
"I……"
Shan Bencao's childish face turned red and he challenged Situ Changkong. I'm afraid his teacher wouldn't be able to take advantage of him. How could he have the courage?
"Chinese, if you remove the formation, I can promise to let you go once."
Ye Bufan said jokingly: "Old devil, you have such beautiful thoughts. You let me go once. Now you should beg me to spare your life."
