Ling Yuanqiao opened his mouth, but was speechless and said nothing.
In the minds of all those in Kunlun Wonderland, the place where they live is full of spiritual energy, which is hundreds of times stronger than the secular world.
At the same time, their cultivation level is also higher, and they are as strong as clouds. Because of this, people in the secular world are just ants in their eyes.
But the situation in front of them has completely overturned their understanding. Although they live in the secular world, any one of these masters is hundreds of times stronger than them. How can this be said?
In everything, strength is king, and now that people are stronger than them, these people no longer have any advantage at all.
"Boy, you are an ant in the secular world, how dare you talk to us in Kunlun Wonderland like this..."
But some people just couldn't open their eyes. At this time, a disciple of the Wuji Sect stood up.
This guy has been brainwashed by superior thoughts for many years, and for a while he couldn't adapt to the situation in front of him. He even forgot about Nangong Xuan who was still lying in the pit.
"Did I let you talk?"
Ye Bufan's murderous intent suddenly surged, a cold light flashed in his hand, and then the man's head filled with astonishment flew high into the sky, and a stream of hot blood sprayed on the spot.
At this time, everyone in Kunlun Wonderland was completely frightened. They all looked frightened and stood there in silence. No one dared to say another word.
Ye Bufan's cold eyes swept across the audience: "You trash are worthy of treating others as ants. Don't you know that in my eyes, you are not even as good as ants?"
Ling Yuanqiao swallowed hard again: "Anyway, we are from Kunlun Wonderland and from the Wuji Sect. If you dare to touch us, the Wuji Sect will not let you go."
At this point, he has no other trump card and can only cling to the Wuji Sect.
"Aren't you going to let me go? If I couldn't find the Kunlun Wonderland, I would go directly to destroy your Wuji Sect!"
Ye Bufan said loudly, "Besides, I have already killed that Nangong Xuan just now, so why would I care about you people?"
Although he didn't know the identities of the people in front of him, he could tell from his cultivation that the dead Nangong Xuan was the only peak Martial Saint, and was naturally the leader of these people.
"I……"
Ling Yuanqiao's heart was filled with despair. It was true that killing one person was still killing, and killing two people was still killing.
After killing Nangong Xuan, the eldest disciple of the sect, no matter whether they are let go or not, the situation with Wuji is already going to be a fight to the death.
Thinking of this, he had completely given up on the idea of peace talks, and rushed out of the crowd as soon as he moved.
Just now, he had secretly chosen a breakthrough point. He felt that women should be easier to bully, so in the end, he chose the petite and cute Iroxiang as the breakthrough point.
Seeing that this guy actually wanted to break through from here, Iroxiang showed a sly smile on his lips, and then put on a look of horror.
Ling Yuanqiao was overjoyed. It seemed that he had indeed chosen the right direction. He punched out fiercely.
This time, he used all his strength without any reservations. He wanted to kill the woman in front of him in one fell swoop and then escape quickly.
But just as his fist got closer and closer, a bright smile suddenly appeared on Iroxiang's face, and then he punched out, and a monstrous momentum swept over him.
"Here I go! It's actually the Great Perfection of the Martial Saint."
Ling Yuanqiao suddenly fell into despair. Although he had seen that the other party was also a strong Martial Saint level, he thought he was only an early Martial Saint, or at most the same middle stage as himself.
But he never expected that he would be so strong and would completely crush him.
Soon enough, two fists collided with each other in the flash of lightning, and with a click, his arm was forcibly broken by Yiluoxiang.
Then the whole person flew backwards like a broken sack and fell to the ground with a thud.
Ye Bufan looked at him and smiled coldly: "Do you know now that you are an ant?"
"I...I was wrong. Please let me go. I promise that I will never trouble you again, and I will also persuade the Wuji Sect to give up seeking revenge..."
Unable to fight and run away, Ling Yuanqiao could only put down his face and lower his head to beg for mercy.
"You think too much, I'm not afraid of you causing trouble, and I'm not afraid of the Wuji Sect."
After Ye Bufan finished speaking, the sword in his hand flashed and he cut off the opponent's head directly.
The incident at Yunxia Mountain had taught him a lesson: one should not show any mercy to the enemy, otherwise there would be endless troubles.
Once Ling Yuanqiao died, the remaining disciples were completely despairing and fell to their knees, "Mr. Ye, this matter was all done by Nangong Xuan and Ling Yuanqiao and has nothing to do with us..."
Ye Bufan gave them a cold look: "Kill them all!"
Naturally, he would not be deceived by these people's illusions. If he had not returned in time, they would not be inferior to Nangong Xuan and Ling Yuanqiao in their evil deeds.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Tian strode forward and punched all the remaining people out one by one.
Until the last moments of their lives, these people still had despair and confusion in their eyes.
Didn’t I come from the lofty Kunlun Wonderland? The promised secular world was full of ants, and the promised money could be taken at will, and the beautiful women could be snatched away at will? How did it end up like this?
Now that everything has been resolved, Lin Zhentian stepped forward and asked: "What is going on? Where did these people come from?"
Ye Bufan recounted what happened, and finally said: "When I was in the Magic City, I once destroyed the evil-doing Ling family, and that person just now was the ancestor of the Lin family, from Kunlun Wonderland.
They came to me for revenge this time, but fortunately we came back in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."
"What, people from Kunlun Wonderland?"
Ye Bufan said these words extremely casually, but when Lin Zhentian heard them, his expression changed drastically.
"What's wrong with father? Is there anything great about this Kunlun Wonderland?" Ye Bufan said, "I think it's just an exaggeration. Claiming it is a fairyland is nothing more than some cultivators."
"Things are not as simple as you think."
Lin Zhentian said solemnly, "Before his death, Master also mentioned the Kunlun Wonderland. About a hundred years ago, a group of people from the Kunlun Wonderland once brought trouble to China, burning, killing and looting. It can be said that they did all kinds of bad things.
When all the major sects in China united and prepared to counterattack, they suddenly retreated and could no longer be found.
People in martial arts call this period of history the Disaster of Kunlun, but it has been so long that not many people know this period of history.
Several years later, these people never showed up again. I thought it was just an accident, but I didn't expect that they would show up again today."
"That's right, it's 100 years."
At this time, Changsun Wugong, who had recovered more than half of his life, came over and said, "My sister died at the hands of these people back then, so I remember that day very deeply. Today is exactly the 100th anniversary."
After listening to what the two people said, Ye Bufan's expression darkened. He originally thought that these people were just looking for revenge on him, but it seemed that things were not as simple as imagined.
At this moment, a figure came rushing from outside, it was Situ Changkong from Xuanyuan Pavilion.
