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Chapter 1240 Singles or group fights?

Ye Bufan smiled and said, "If I don't go, will you take action?"

"Yes, the old monk has already said that the young benefactor cannot be allowed to commit murder again." Monk Guangji said, "The young benefactor should not force the old monk to take action, so as not to damage the harmony."

"Harmony? Do you think there is still harmony between us?" Ye Bufan said, "Tell me, are you prepared for a one-on-one fight or a group fight?"

"The young benefactor is extremely talented. He is the only martial arts genius the old monk has ever seen in his life. It is definitely not possible to fight alone. We must join forces."

Ye Bufan laughed: "It's really shameless to talk about using more to defeat less."

Faced with his ridicule, Monk Guangji was not aware of it, but Qianmu Takeo couldn't help but said: "Boy, what do you know? This is the embodiment of the strength of the martial arts community of our Big Dog Country.

As far as I know, none of you in the Chinese martial arts world can produce so many saint-level masters."

Ye Bufan shook his head: "That's because you are ignorant. Our Chinese martial arts is profound and profound, with many masters. How can you brats understand it?"

"I'm not ashamed to say it. You must know that the Shingon Sect represents the pinnacle of the martial arts world in the Great Inu Kingdom. Only we can produce so many masters of the martial saint level here."

Qianmu Takeo shouted triumphantly, "If you have the ability, call all the Chinese masters here. I will never say that you bully the few with more."

There are now ten martial saints present, and he and Guang Ji have reached the middle stage of martial saints. In his opinion, in this situation, no matter how powerful Ye Bufan is, there is no chance of him turning around.

"This is what you said, don't regret it when the time comes?"

"Regret? I never know what regret is in this life. If you have the ability, just call the experts over. The more, the better."

This guy had an in-depth understanding of Ye Bufan before and knew that he came to the Big Dog Country alone without any helpers, so he was so confident.

As for the Watanabe family and Watanabe Mitsuyoshi, he didn't pay attention at all. A battle of this level would not make any waves even if the opponent came.

"Okay, this is what you said." Ye Bufan said with a joking look on his face, "Look back."

This time he came to the Big Dog Kingdom and was fully prepared. He brought the four guardians of Shenlong Island and the 36 Tiangang generals. He originally thought that he had mobilized a large number of troops, but he was a little regretful that these people were not put to use.

It's just right now. Since the other side wants to bully the few with more, then it depends on who has more good people.

"Boy, are you trying to scare me? I'm not one to be scared." Takeo Qianmu said this. When he looked back, he was stunned by the scene behind him.

I didn't know when they were completely surrounded, with a total of 40 masters surrounding them, each with their feet in the void, all of them were strong men at the martial saint level.

After the shock, he swallowed hard. When did the Martial Saint level powerhouse become as worthless as cabbage?

Didn’t he say that the Chinese martial arts world is in decline? What kind of bastard is talking nonsense! There are 40 martial saints in action, and there is a monster in front of him. How can this be called decline?

You must know that although they have gathered 10 martial saints today, they almost represent the top beings in the martial arts world of the entire Big Dog Country. Even if they search again, they may not be able to find a few.

But this kind of strength is simply impossible to show off in front of others, and there is no comparison at all.

Not only was he shocked, but Monk Guangji also had a huge wave of panic in his mind. He originally thought that although Ye Bufan was super strong, he had a numerical advantage and would be able to defeat the opponent with more enemies.

Even beheaded on the spot.

But now the situation is changing at any time. In the blink of an eye, so many strong warriors of the Martial Saint level have appeared, and I have immediately become the weak side. How can I fight this battle?

As for Qianki Takayuki who was standing nearby watching the battle, this was especially true. The scene in front of him was really a huge blow to him.

He has been training hard for sixty or seventy years, and he has yet to reach the threshold of the Martial Saint level. But if someone can just hit forty or fifty of them at a random moment, how can he still survive?

Liu Yun was also shocked beyond measure. He had known that his master was powerful, but he didn't expect that he would be so powerful. So many martial saint-level experts could be summoned at once. This was definitely not something ordinary people could do.

Ye Bufan glanced at Qianmu Takeo teasingly: "How was it? As you wished, how do you feel now? Do you regret it?"

"I……"

Qianmu Takeo almost spit out his blood. At this moment, he only had two words in his heart, that is, regret. He regretted so much that his intestines turned green with regret.

If I had known this, nothing I could have said would have provoked the evil star in front of me, but now it was too late.

Monk Guangji clasped his hands to Ye Bufan: "Little benefactor, I feel that such a big fight will harm the peace of the world. How about the two of us fight alone and determine the outcome in one battle?"

There was nothing he could do. If he fought alone, with his years of cultivation, he might still have hope of winning.

If only one person ends up in a group fight, he will die miserably.

"Haha, you little brats really keep refreshing my three views. I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people. Just now there were so many of you that you wanted to fight me in a group. Now there are more people looking at me.

, you have to challenge again.

Okay, we want to challenge each other, right? You can challenge all of us by yourself."

Ye Bufan was too lazy to talk nonsense to these people and waved his hand directly: "Hit me."

The four great dragon guardians and the 36 Tiangang generals had been waiting for this moment in the Dragon King Palace for so many days. At this moment, they immediately swarmed up and started fighting after receiving his order.

The four great divine dragon protectors surrounded Takeo Chiki in the middle, and the others also fought one by one, surrounding the Eight Great Vajras of the Shingon Sect.

In this case, the situation is completely one-sided. People like Dragon King Palace are all inheritors of ancient martial arts, and everyone has their own unique skills.

In terms of fighting alone, each of them is capable of defeating the Eight Great Vajras of the Shingon Sect. Moreover, four of them fight one. This is not a fight at all, but a one-sided crushing.

The situation on Qianmu Takeo's side was somewhat better. After all, he was a mid-level martial artist. Unfortunately, he had just been violently brutalized by Ye Bufan and had been seriously injured. The Sky Congyun was also taken away by the opponent, and his combat effectiveness plummeted.

At this moment, facing the attack from the four divine dragon guardians, he could only parry and had no power to fight back.

"Amitabha."

Seeing this scene, Monk Guangji jumped towards Ye Bufan.

The current situation has no choice. Only by taking the young man in front of them as a hostage can they have hope of survival.

In his opinion, with his nearly a hundred years of cultivation, it should be easy to subdue the opponent.

"Six Elephants Prajna Palm."

Monk Guangji was thin, but his roar was like thunder, and his palm was earth-shattering, like thunder, hitting Ye Bufan directly in the chest.

"Well come."

Ye Bufan did not dodge, but also struck out with a palm. For a moment, there was a storm, lightning and thunder, and the Dragon King Palace's inherited secret book, Thunder Palm.

The two palms touched together and made a muffled sound, and then a figure flew backwards. It was Monk Guangji who was shocked by the power of thunder and lightning.

He never expected that the other party was not only more advanced than himself, but also had such strong thunder and lightning power in his palm, and he was severely injured as soon as he took action.

This palm made him fly dozens of meters before he could stabilize his body, and his whole body was numb. Fortunately, he had no hair. If he had, he would have stood up by now.


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