Chapter seven hundred and ninety nine strong return
Seeing that the thunder and lightning he summoned could not do anything to the opponent, a flash of panic flashed across Ge Wengong's face.
Generally speaking, if a magic master faces a warrior and the distance is sufficient, he will have an absolute advantage.
But this is also in the case of equal strength. Now the strength of the two people is too different.
Ge Wengong had just stepped into the threshold of a magic master not long ago and had already reached the level of Dzogchen.
In this case, even if you give him enough time, he can't do anything to the other party.
In the blink of an eye, Dong Nanhua had already arrived in front of Ge Wengong, raised his hand and punched him in the chest.
This punch seemed simple, but it was extremely fast. It was too late for him to dodge, and he was knocked backwards by the punch, with blood spurting out in mid-air.
Several apprentices hurriedly helped him up from the ground, but at this moment, Ge Wengong's face was pale, he was seriously injured, and he obviously had no strength to fight anymore.
Seeing Master Ge injured, Xia Houao laughed wildly.
"Ge Wengong, are you dumbfounded? Your little Taoism is nothing in front of Mr. Dong.
If you don't follow all roads and insist on following that boy named Ye to seek death, I will send you on your way now."
After saying that, he raised his hand and punched Ge Wengong in the face. This move was full of murderous intent, and he obviously wanted to kill the other person.
"You want to kill my apprentice, but you are not qualified to do so."
With a cold shout, an ice spear appeared in mid-air.
Compared with the thick ice spear summoned by Ge Wengong, this one is much smaller, but it brings great pressure to people.
By the time Xia Houao discovered it, it was already too late to dodge, so he could only punch the ice spear with all his strength.
"puff……"
There was a muffled sound and blood spurted out.
The ice spear actually penetrated Xiahou Ao's arm, sending him flying for more than ten meters and nailing him to a big tree in front of Wang's house.
"ah……"
Everyone exclaimed, no one expected that the ice spear summoned by the spell could be so powerful, it was comparable to a magical weapon.
At the same time, everyone looked towards the source of the sound and saw a tall figure like a javelin appearing outside the crowd, it was Ye Bufan.
"Ye, aren't you dead?"
After seeing him, Shi Wensong and Shi Tianci were so frightened that their legs shook and their pants became completely wet.
The reason why these two people went to kill the Wang family unscrupulously was because the Dong family had repeatedly guaranteed that Ye Bufan was dead, otherwise they would not have dared even if they had ten thousand dollars.
But now, not only was he not dead, but he appeared in front of everyone unscathed. His attack was even more ruthless than before, and he killed Xia Houao immediately.
In contrast, the Wang family and Ge Wengong were ecstatic, and immediately felt confident after seeing Ye Bufan.
Ge Wengong struggled to come to Ye Bufan and said with a look of shame: "Teacher, this disciple has embarrassed you."
"What's going on? Why are you injured? What are they here for?"
Ye Bufan had just arrived and saw Ge Wengong being injured, and was not clear about what happened before.
"Mr. Ye, it's like this. These people said that you were dead, so they came to cause trouble for our family..."
Wang Xingye was eloquent and explained the previous events briefly and concisely.
After hearing this, Ye Bufan immediately became angry and turned to look at Shi Wensong and Shi Tianci's grandson.
"I spared your life last time, but I didn't expect that you would not repent and dare to take advantage of my woman."
"this……"
When Shi Tianci touched his eyes, he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to fart and hurriedly hid behind Dong Nanhua.
In contrast, Shi Wensong was calmer and shouted: "My surname is Ye, what will happen even if you are not dead?
This time you offended the Dong family of the imperial capital. Do you know the Dong family? Crushing you to death is like squeezing an ant to death..."
Before he could finish speaking, an ice gun suddenly appeared in front of him and instantly pierced his throat.
"You can't blame others for finding your own death."
Ye Bufan didn't even look at Shi Wensong, and turned to look at Dong Nanhua, "I have a grudge against you, the Dong family in the imperial capital?"
"Boy, I didn't expect you to be dead yet, but it's easy, just slap me to death."
Dong Nanhua didn't answer Ye Bufan's question at all, but strode over.
In his opinion, there is no difference between squeezing the pretty boy in front of him to death and squeezing an ant to death.
Ge Wengong reminded in a low voice: "Teacher, please be careful. This guy is very powerful. He is a master of body refining. He was not even afraid of my lightning technique just now."
"Really? Then let him have a taste of my lightning and see if it's that powerful."
After Ye Bufan finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a bolt of lightning as thick as an egg appeared in the air and struck with a crackling sound.
Dong Nanhua, who was originally calm and calm, was shocked when he saw this lightning. Although he hadn't come in front of him, he already felt the huge power. Although he was a master of body refining, he was only at the level of Xiaocheng.
, not truly invincible.
With his level, it was okay to face Ge Wengong's finger-thick lightning, but the one in front of him was obviously beyond his endurance.
It's a pity that he was too careless before, and now it's too late to dodge. He can only grit his teeth and punch out, facing the lightning.
"Boom..."
After a loud noise, smoke and dust flew everywhere, and the lightning struck Dong Nanhua solidly.
When the smoke and dust dissipated, everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them. It was really miserable.
The body-refining master who had despised everything before was now completely breathless and was completely chopped into a piece of charcoal by the lightning.
Ye Bufan killed Dong Nanhua, who had been extremely arrogant just now, with one move, completely subduing the entire audience.
Shi Wensong died, Xia Houao died, and now Dong Nanhua died too. Shi Tianci stood there alone, unable to hold on any longer, and collapsed to the ground with a plop.
Ye Bufan walked over, looked at him with stern eyes and said, "Tell me, what's going on?"
"I..." Shi Tianci knelt on the ground with a plop, kowtowing like a chicken eating rice, "Mr. Ye, it's me who is obsessed with it. Please let me go this time. I will definitely not dare to..."
"If you keep talking nonsense, I will kill you now."
Ye Bufan's voice was not loud, but Shi Tianci was so frightened that he trembled all over and quickly closed his mouth.
"Mr. Ye, what do you want to ask?"
Ye Bufan said: "What happened today? Who asked you to come?"
"Mr. Ye, this was all the Dong family's idea." Shi Tianci quickly explained, "The Dong family called my grandfather and then sent Dong Nanhua to tell us that you were dead.
Let our historians and Xia Houao join forces and attack the people around you, and all the benefits will belong to us."
Ye Bufan frowned. He had never even heard of the Dong family in the imperial capital, so he didn't know why they had such hatred against him.
It's not surprising to hear the news of his death here. After all, the plane was completely destroyed, but why would he attack the people around him?
"Why do the Dong family want to deal with me?"
Shi Tianci said: "Mr. Ye, I really don't know this. I just ran here because I was confused..."
"Since you don't know anything, then go die."
Ye Bufan kicked Shi Tianci in the chest. He dared to attack Wang Xuening. He deserved his death.
