In the square, hundreds of eyes gathered on Zhuo Bufan and Ming Wang. Of course, the most happy ones were the disciples of Wu Yu and Lei Ying, and the faces of Xue Chen, Jing Xiao and Le Qian had become a little pale. The strength of a medium-level galaxy-level man, even if Zhuo Bufan is strong, he cannot change the huge gap in realm between the two.

Faced with the pressure suddenly swept over Ming Wang, Zhuo Bufan also showed a trace of solemn expression. Then the beast transformation map in front of his chest began to form, and thunder sound echoed in his bones and meridians, but only he could hear this sound.

The sharp and cold true energy in Zhuo Bufan's dantian roared out, resisting the pressure brought by Ming Wang, and actually forming a balanced resistance. This change made Ming Wang narrow his eyes slightly and crawl on his face with a look of surprise.

"No wonder you dare to hurt my disciples of Wukui Sect. Even Lei Ying is not your opponent. He is indeed a genius and has some skills!" The Ming King stood with his hands behind his back, surprised, but Zhuo Bufan's strength could not make him show a solemn look. After all, the gap in the realm between the two was in front of him.

"My Wukui Sect has always liked to accept some geniuses, and you are a rare talent. Now, as long as you join my Wukui Sect and let me imprint my spiritual power on your soul, I can spare your life."

The Ming King said lightly, but there was a stern voice in his tone, and the threat was self-evident.

Is the power of the spirit imprinted on your soul?

Zhuo Bufan sneered: "It would be better to die if you want me to be your puppet. Besides, just because you want to kill me... I'm afraid it's a bit difficult?"

"Okay, let me break your hard bone and then train you into a corpse leader. I have encountered many geniuses, but most of them died in my hands." A cold arc spread from the corner of King Ming's mouth, and then a cold light burst out from his pupils.

Just as he was about to take action, Xue Chen stood up, frowned, and bowed, "In the Xialiu Mian Sect, Xue Chen, you are the chief disciple of the Wukui Sect, and you are also a strong man of the galaxy-level middle level. In front of so many heroes, you may lose the face of the Wukui Sect."

"Huh?" King Ming frowned and sneered: "People from Liumang Sect? Don't use your stimulating methods to provoke me. No one can escape the person I want to kill."

Hearing the words of Ming Wang, Xue Chen's solemn meaning was even stronger. He only had the primary galaxy level cultivation level, so there was no possibility of stopping Ming Wang from killing Zhuo Bufan. Moreover, there were four primary galaxy level powerhouses on the side of Wukui Sect, which were only stronger than the Liumao Sect's lineup.

If they really fight, they will not be able to gain any advantage.

As for the "sanren" group watching in the square, there was also a hint of sympathy and pity in their eyes.

It seems that today, Zhuo Bufan cannot escape death.

"King Ming, this brother has some fate with me, Liumang Sect. Why not give me a face and let him go?" At this moment, a voice sounded again in the quiet and spacious square.

Xue Chen, Jing Xiao and Le Qian immediately showed joy on their faces. Then they raised their heads and saw a light and shadow flashing by in the sky. Then a young man in white clothes fell lightly on the square like willow catkins.

The young man looked handsome and had a majestic attitude. He held a folding fan and felt a scholarly spirit while opening and closing.

But this young man was not that kind of weak scholar. On the contrary, the pressure emitted by him faintly exceeded the Ming King's slightest bit, and he was also a powerful man at the middle level of the galaxy level.

"Senior Brother!"

"Senior Brother, you are finally here!"

"Senior Brother, Brother Yingxia saved me and two junior sisters. Xue Chen dared not forget the kindness of saving his life, and was afraid of implicating Liumang Sect..." Xue Chen said.

This young man is Guo Lu, the chief disciple of Liumang Sect.

Guo Lu looked at King Ming with a smile that looked like spring breeze, and said, "King Ming, we entered this mysterious space this time just for the treasure. Why do we have to make so many enemies? This brother has saved my disciple of the Liumang Sect. Give me a thin face and spare him once."

"Guo Lu, who do you think you are? Let me give you face?" King Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and a little cold luster appeared, but his heart quickly thought about it. The strength of Liumang Sect and Wukui Sect is between the best. If it was because Zhuo Bufan fought and the fight between Weng and Bun, it would probably make others take advantage.

"What does the Ming King want?" Guo Lu asked lightly.

"Since this kid has a close relationship with Liumang Sect, I don't want to start a war with Liumang Sect, but he hurts me as a disciple and humiliates my Wukui Sect's face. If you don't deal with him, how can you tell me to the junior brothers of Wukui Sect? How can I keep my Wukui Sect's face?" King Ming said, "As long as he can take my three moves and survive, I will let him go."

Three tricks?

The three moves of a powerful man at the galaxy level, and he may be killed directly if he takes over a high level of Star Sea level.

"Okay, I'll take you three moves." Zhuo Bufan suddenly spoke.

The Liumang Sect was so kind that it was the end of his kindness when he spoke to him. Besides, he had no friendship with Guo Lu, so the other party would definitely not start a war with the Wukui Sect for him, especially in this unknown space. Who would know what dangers there would be waiting for them later? It is not a wise move to lose their strength now.

"Brother Shadow Kill..." Xue Chen said anxiously. The three moves of the middle-level galaxy-level strongman are not so easy to take. Besides, the Ming King is angry with the determination to kill, so he will definitely not show mercy when he takes action.

"It's okay, Brother Xue, I appreciate your kindness, but these things have arisen because of me, and I don't want you to be difficult to do." Zhuo Bufan turned around and smiled at Xue Chen.

Xue Chen frowned and sighed softly. Zhuo Bufan's performance was always unexpected. Perhaps he was really sure to catch the three moves of Ming Wang.

"Okay, today I will let you see the bronze corpse I refined. You are lucky. My corpse leader has just been refined successfully, and you are the first person you can meet." Ming Wang said, and with a wave of his hand, a thick black fog gathered in the sky. In the black fog, a figure two meters high gradually appeared in everyone's sight.

Zhuo Bufan's eyes fell into it. After seeing the black mist thin, a figure wearing black armor appeared, without any breath of life, but his body emitted a heart-shaking and dangerous aura. The black mist wrapped around it continued to penetrate into his nostrils, ears, and mouth. After all, the figure suddenly opened his eyes, and a trace of blood flashed through his eyes.

The Wukui Sect is famous for its talismans, magic, and corpse training. This bronze corpse is more than ten times stronger than the corpse master used by Wu Yu last time, comparable to a galaxy-level primary strongman. Moreover, the corpse master is not afraid of death, has no pain, and has no weaknesses such as soul. His true combat power is enough to compete with ordinary galaxy-level middle-level strongman.
Chapter completed!