typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

The third thousand two hundred and sixty-four chapters madly abused Yan without a return

"This is a sword of flowing light!"

He didn't dare to confirm it just now, but now Yan Wuhui has identified it as the legendary sword of the sect, the supreme swordsmanship.

But as far as he knew, no one except the sect master could practice this kind of swordsmanship, but he didn't expect this young man to be able to use it.

Fortunately, the opponent's cultivation level is not enough, otherwise I might not be able to block a sword.

At the same time, there was another mental wave in his mind, and another spiritual attack.

But this time he was already prepared, and the spiritual power of the Great Spirit Immortal in his later period was extremely strong, so he was much less affected.

Under the two-phase attack, Dark Moon Silently only pierced his body-protecting immortal essence without causing much damage to his physical body.

"I will kill you today!"

Yan Wuhui's heart was full of killing intent, and the more outrageous Ye Bufan's behavior was, the less he dared to stay.

With such a powerful enemy on the side, every day adds to the danger. The best way is to eradicate it as soon as possible.

The short spear in his hand thrust out again, but what was pierced was still a shadow.

Ye Bufan was naturally aware of the gap between himself and his opponent. After missing a blow, he immediately used Flowing Shadow without giving him a chance to counterattack.

"This is a floating shadow!"

Yan Wuhui once again recognized the sect's unique skills, and was extremely shocked. He did not expect that the sect master's unique secrets would be displayed one after another on this young man.

He finally understood why Bai Lingpu insisted on getting rid of the other party. If such a monster stays in the sect, they may not have a good life in the future.

Just as he was about to launch another attack, a figure appeared on the left, a golden long knife in his hand, and with a golden light that filled the sky, it slashed towards his head.

At the same time, another Taoist body appeared on the right side and punched out. There was a faint flash of black lightning on the fist. It was the God of Extermination Fist.

Faced with such a powerful attack, Yan Wuhui did not dare to be careless, and the short spear in his right hand was directly directed towards the chopped dragon teeth.

He punched out with his left hand and faced the God of Extermination Fist.

There were two muffled sounds of bang bang, and the two Tao bodies were shaken and flew out. After all, Yan Wuhui's cultivation was here.

And at this moment, Ye Bufan took control of Dark Moon and killed him again silently.

Normally speaking, his physical body is comparable to that of a Great Immortal, and no matter how strong his mental power is, he is only in the early stage of a Great Immortal. This kind of strength is far inferior to that of a Peak Great Immortal.

No matter what, his skills are all top-notch existences. Flowing Light Floating Shadow, Flowing Light Sword, and Extermination Divine Fist are all existences that can fight across boundaries.

Coupled with the fact that one Qi transforms into three pure beings, it is equivalent to three people attacking together, and the coordination is flawless without any flaws.

Looking at Yan Wuhui again, what he is best at is actually not frontal combat, but hidden assassination and archery.

In the midst of this ebb and flow, Ye Bufan unexpectedly ended up in a tie with Yan Wuhui, without losing the slightest bit.

But that's all. The gap in cultivation was there, and he couldn't even break through the opponent's body-protecting immortal essence.

As time goes by, he has mastered various techniques and secret techniques, becoming more and more proficient, and gaining greater and greater advantages.

And Yan Wuhui became more and more angry as he fought. He clearly had the absolute advantage, but he couldn't do anything to the other party.

In such a close hand-to-hand combat, the bow and arrow that I am best at are useless.

I have lived for more than a thousand years and experienced countless battles, large and small, but I have never been so constrained as I am today.

"Boy, just wait for me, I will kill you sooner or later!"

Yan Wuhui finally understood. If the fight continued, he could only serve as a sparring partner. He would not be able to hurt the opponent at all, and he might even suffer a loss.

The best choice now is to leave, and then look for opportunities to use the bow and arrow that you are best at.

With this idea in mind, he tried his best to activate the body-protecting immortal essence and forcefully received the blows from Ye Bufan.

Then he instantly broke away from the surroundings of One Qi Transformation and Three Purities and flew a hundred meters away.

"Boy, if I want to leave, there's no way you can stop me."

Yan Wuhui gritted his teeth with hatred, "Just wait, this matter is not over yet, sooner or later I will shoot you to death with an arrow..."

He was so aggrieved that as a great spiritual immortal, he was made like this by a small immortal.

Because of this, before leaving, I just wanted to say a few harsh words to vent my depression.

But he never expected that before he could finish his words, a small hand suddenly stretched out out of thin air and strangled his neck fiercely.

"You bastard, I asked you to pretend, I asked you to threaten Brother Ye... and you still want to run away, let me see where you can run."

The one who took action was Xiao Qing, summoned by Ye Bufan. As a sixth-level peak immortal monster with dragon bloodline, its strength could absolutely crush the Great Spirit Immortal.

Before the little girl could finish her sentence, her fist hit Yan Wuhui's face fiercely.

Poor Yan Wuhui, when he faced Ye Bufan just now, he was still able to withstand it with his cultivation.

But under the little girl's fist, his body-protecting immortal essence was like paper and had no blocking effect at all. The punch hit his flesh and blood splattered everywhere.

"I……"

Yan Wuhui was beaten and was confused. He had no idea where this little girl jumped out from. How could she be so powerful?

He also wanted to resist, but unfortunately he didn't even have the slightest ability to resist under Xiao Qing's brutal abuse.

"Stop fighting, who are you? Stop fighting, stop fighting, do you know who I am, wuwu..."

At first he wanted to stop Xiao Qing, but halfway through he had all his teeth knocked out and could not even speak a complete sentence.

After a while, Yan Wuhui, who was so arrogant just now, was completely beaten to death.

The whole person was lying on the ground dying. There was not a single intact bone in his body, and only his weak breathing proved that he was still alive.

The little girl clapped her hands and said, "It's been a long time since I hit someone. It's so fun!"

Xiao Qing grabbed Yan Wuhui and threw him hard in front of Ye Bufan: "Brother Ye, what should I do with this guy? Do you want me to slap him to death?"

"No, don't kill me!"

Yan Wuhui's voice was very weak, and his eyes were full of fear and begging.

Now he has had enough of Xiao Qing's power, and he has no doubt that this little girl will really slap him to death.

Ye Bufan waved his hand and asked Xiaoqing to step aside, his eyes were cold and filled with murderous intent.

"You and I have no grievances in the past and no enmity in the recent past, but you just kill me one after another.

Forget it, but you killed Xiao Linger, and we must settle this account today."

"Don't kill me, don't kill me. Bai Lingpu and Zu Fangkui asked me to do it."

Yan Wuhui was best at assassinating in secret, but he was also a weakling with no backbone at all. He immediately became intimidated when faced with life and death.

"As long as you let me go, I am willing to return to the Flowing Light Sword Sect to help you identify them..."

He has his own plan. As long as he can return to the sect, I believe that Zu Fangkui and Bai Lingpu will not let him die.

Since the last time he was injured, he has not returned to the Flowing Light Sword Sect and is recuperating outside.

Until now, I still don’t know that Ye Bufan has become the direct disciple of the sect leader and the heir of the entire sect, otherwise he would definitely not have the thoughts he has now.


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next