Everyone present was stunned, especially Pan Geng himself, whose face was full of shock.
The curse he used just now is a secret technique that is not passed down. Generally speaking, even the Great Luo Immortal can immobilize it. How could it be ineffective on the other party?
He couldn't believe it no matter what, but the facts were right in front of him.
Not only Ye Bufan, but also the three women acted as before, and the gray aura on their bodies had completely disappeared.
Little did he know that Ye Bufan had a demon refining bottle in his hand. This thing was an absolute nemesis to dark energy and could easily absorb all the power of the curse.
Ye Bufan looked at him and smiled slightly: "If you have any other skills, just use them!"
"Boy, I don't believe I can't conquer you!"
Pan Geng was completely angered and raised the crystal staff in his hand again.
Biting the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of blood spurted onto the crystal ball.
Then streams of black energy roared out, and after reaching the outside, they expanded rapidly, like giant black pythons, rushing towards the four people with a menacing momentum.
Ye Bufan still stood there quietly, letting the black energy entangle him tightly.
The same was true for Xiao Qing and others. It seemed that they had no time to react before they were entangled in the black energy.
"Boy, I think you'll be arrogant again this time!"
Pan Geng seemed to have great confidence in his technique, and he looked proud after succeeding.
He waved his hand, and immediately several of his men rushed over and rescued the skinny young man.
"Son, I have full confidence in being a father this time. Go and take revenge. Even if you cut them into pieces, you won't be able to move a finger!"
"Hello!"
Although the skinny young man was seriously injured, he was eager for revenge and limped over with a knife in his hand.
"Boy, if you can, hit me again this time..."
This guy does have a habit of being a talkative, and he always wants to say a few words to vent his frustration before taking action.
But what he didn't expect was that before he could finish his words, the black energy on Ye Bufan's body suddenly surged towards his sleeves like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, and then disappeared.
"Well!"
Seeing this scene, although the skinny young man held a knife in his hand, he was filled with fear.
Sure enough, before he could react, Ye Bufan's feet appeared in front of him and kicked him away.
Exactly the same as before, two walls were knocked down one after another, and then mounted on the third wall without any change in posture.
There was blood at the corner of the skinny young man's mouth, and his heart was broken. He thought that his father was too unreliable, and he allowed himself to be beaten like this twice in a row.
"this……"
Pan Geng's eyes widened suddenly, and his eyeballs almost bulged out of their sockets.
He couldn't figure out how this young man broke his witchcraft.
You must know that this is the most powerful technique in the world. It is extremely powerful and invincible. I have even used this method to sneak attack on powerful people at the level of Daluoxian before.
But I never expected that such a technique would be ineffective today.
"Damn it, damn it, I'm so angry, I don't believe I can't stop you today!"
Pan Geng was also the overlord of the party, but today he was slapped in the face one after another in front of everyone, which made him extremely angry.
He flipped his wrist, and a blood-red gourd appeared in his palm. When he pulled out the lid, a puff of red smoke spurted out.
"Ouch!"
Suddenly, there were screams everywhere, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling resounded.
This is not red smoke, but wisps of blood-red ghosts, some headless, some with severed hands, some with teeth and claws.
For a time, the area within a hundred meters was like a hell on earth, completely overwhelmed by these ghosts.
"You are haunted by hundreds of ghosts, I don't believe you and I can't control you!"
Pan Geng gritted his teeth, raised his hand and pointed forward, and the ghosts immediately rushed towards him with a ghostly aura.
So the scene just now was played out again. Ye Bufan stood there motionless, haunted by hundreds of souls.
"Son, come again this time!"
He waved his hand, and someone immediately ran over and pulled the skinny young man off the wall.
"Father, can it really work this time?"
The skinny young man was timid. Those two times just now really scared him.
Pan Geng was full of confidence: "Don't worry, this is the art of haunting hundreds of ghosts that I have studied for thousands of years for my father. It doesn't matter even if he is Daluo Jinxian, he must die by your sword today!"
"Then...okay, I'll try again!"
The skinny young man gritted his teeth and finally chose revenge.
But this time he couldn't walk by himself. With the help of a guard, he slowly moved forward and came to Ye Bufan.
"you……"
Originally, he wanted to say a few more harsh words, but after thinking about the consequences, he finally endured it and directly raised the short knife in his hand. But the facts proved that whether he said anything or not, the consequences would not change much.
Ye Bufan thought, and those ghosts suddenly turned into wisps of red smoke, which he put into the demon refining bottle in his sleeve.
I have to say that all of Pan Geng's techniques are very powerful, but it's a pity that they met their nemesis.
Under the demon refining bottle, no matter how powerful the dark aura is, it can only be turned into a pill.
Looking at Ye Bufan, who regained his mobility in the blink of an eye, the skinny young man stood there completely dumbfounded with a knife in his hand.
"Get lost!"
Ye Bufan raised his hand and slapped it out. The guy pierced two holes in the wall again, and then set it on the third wall.
The skinny young man looked like a mural, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth and two lines of crystal tears in his eyes.
Others are just sons cheating their fathers, but it is better for me to be cheated like this by my father.
Didn’t you agree that you can’t even move? Didn’t you agree that even Daluo Jinxian can’t do it? Why are you beating yourself up one after another like a dog?
"I……"
Pan Geng was also shocked and dumbfounded. He couldn't figure out what was going on?
After all, he is also a Da Luo ghost fairy, but he just stood there motionless, allowing himself to attack, but he couldn't even hurt a hair.
"Come together! Come together with me!"
He was confident just now, but now he was completely panicked. He waved his hand and asked hundreds of subordinates around him to take action.
In his opinion, even if the opponent has some secret skills and no matter how strong he is, it is impossible to fight against so many people.
But it turned out that he was completely wrong. Ye Bufan didn't need to take action at all. Xiao Qing could solve the problem completely.
With a casual swing of the mace, the violent energy swept away these ghosts and immortals of the ancient witch sect.
Almost in the blink of an eye, hundreds of people died, were injured, and fled, leaving only Pan Geng standing there.
Seeing Xiaoqing walking towards him with a bloody mace in hand, Pan Geng's face was filled with fear.
At this moment, he realized that these people who came were all ruthless characters, and he could not compete with any of them.
This guy turned around and ran away, shouting: "Ancestor, help me!"
Just as Xiaoqing was about to chase after him, a strong dark aura suddenly hit his face from the direction of the back house, followed by a fierce sound that echoed through the air.
"Who dares to come to my Crewe house to cause trouble!"
