The beast warrior with the 'dragon soul' as his 'martial soul' is naturally the emperor among the 'beast warriors'.
There was no 'Dragon Warrior' in the 'Red Sky Ordinary Realm', so the emergence of Liang Bufan immediately caused an uproar in the 'Wild Wolf Gang'.
The 'Wild Wolf Ancestor' who had been in seclusion for many years personally accepted him as his disciple. Under the teachings of the 'Wild Wolf Ancestor' and the cultivation of countless elixirs, Liang Bufan, who had always been lazy in cultivation, could easily break through to the 'High-level Mysterious Practitioner'
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When two young men reunited after a long separation, they naturally had countless things to say.
Ye Junlin and Liang Bufan ignored everyone's gazes and walked directly into the grass. They talked to each other about what had happened in the past few months.
Among the disciples of the 'Wild Wolf Gang', a beautiful girl saw this scene and frowned slightly.
Ye Junlin and Liang Bufan chatted for a long time, and the other party knew everything that happened to them.
At this moment, the earth suddenly shook violently.
There was the sound of a horse neighing, gradually approaching from behind the crowd.
There was a trace of anger on Leng Li's face: "I'm afraid it's those bastards from the Sword Forging Villa who are here."
Yun Zhenyu's expression remained as usual, and he looked towards the source of the sound.
Liang Bufan's face also had a trace of gloom. He took out a few plasters from his arms and put them on Ye Junlin's face without any explanation.
"What!" Ye Junlin asked.
"Help you cover it up." Liang Bufan seemed to have a hint of worry in his words: "In a while, someone you don't want to see may arrive."
"Huh?" A certain part of Ye Junlin's heart suddenly trembled violently, and then his eyes filled with strong murderous intent.
"Promise me, no matter what you see for a while, you won't do anything easily. When we enter the 'Fanjun Mausoleum', I will help you kill them all!" Liang Bufan said with a solemn expression.
"Okay!" Ye Junlin responded, and the two of them returned to the crowd together.
"Jun Lin, what's wrong with your face?" Yang Gongcheng asked quickly when he saw that half of Ye Junlin's face was almost covered by plaster.
"It's okay, it's just a cramp in my face." Ye Junlin replied.
"Can the face also cramp?" Yang Gongcheng became even more confused.
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But the sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, and more than thirty warriors appeared in everyone's field of vision at the same time.
"Why are so many people coming to the 'Jianjian Villa'?" Yun Zhenyu asked in confusion.
"There are not only people from the 'Forging Sword Villa', but also people from the 'Chixiao Chamber of Commerce'." Leng Li pointed at the incoming crowd and whispered.
"'Chixiao Chamber of Commerce'?" Yun Zhenyu asked confused: "Why do they also appear here?"
"Don't you know?" Leng Li recalled for a while, and then said slowly: "A few months ago, 'Jin Ba Xian' formally established the sect power based on 'Bei Mo City' and 'Wan Liancheng', and
, our three major sects have all acquiesced."
"Oh. That's right!" Yun Zhenyu responded with a natural expression. He has always been too lazy to pay attention to these 'mundane things'.
The sound of horse hoofbeats was like a heavy hammer, hitting Ye Junlin in the heart.
Ye Junlin became nervous because he knew that among this group of warriors there was someone he had been dreaming about for a long time.
This person is a man.
A man with whom he had a blood feud.
The horses' hooves gradually stopped, the smoke and dust cleared, and the figures of more than thirty warriors were revealed.
The warriors are divided into two parts: one part is wearing golden brocade clothes with the word "Shang" embroidered on the chest. They are obviously warriors from the "Chixiao Chamber of Commerce".
The other part was dressed in red brocade clothes, with arrogance shining on their faces. They all carried long or short, thick or thin swords on their backs, shining brightly in the sunlight. Needless to say,
They are from the most powerful sect in the 'Red Sky Mortal Realm' - the 'Forging Sword Villa'.
Ye Junlin's eyes kept scanning the warriors at the Sword Forging Villa.
Suddenly, his heart trembled violently because he saw two people: a man and a woman, the man was suave and the woman was gentle.
It was originally a harmonious scene, but in his eyes it was no different from hell. Seeing the person he once loved 'showing affection' to others in front of him was probably the most heartbreaking thing in the world.
Something happened.
Ye Junlin's heart broke instantly, and a strong murderous aura emanated from his body.
His goal is undoubtedly to escape from 'Jiangzhou'.
The hatred for killing his father, the hatred for taking away his wife.
Ye Junlin's body was trembling constantly, as if he was suffering from the plague. His eyes were as bright as fire. If eyes could kill, Jiang Zhou would have died countless times.
Jiang Zhou feels good. Over the past few months, under his father Jiang Cheng's 'teachings' and the nourishment of countless elixirs, his cultivation has broken through to the level of an 'intermediate profound practitioner'.
This made him very happy. Although he wasted countless spiritual herbs and elixirs, he didn't care because he had a good father and a rich family.
Just when Jiang Zhou was feeling 'sentimental', he suddenly felt a strong killing intent. This killing intent was like the wronged souls of a hundred generations, making people fearful.
Jiang Zhou turned his head and saw Ye Junlin in the crowd.
"What's going on? Is there no one left in 'Ziyunhai'? How come they even sent out 'beggars'?" Jiang Zhou frowned slightly, looking quite unhappy.
As soon as Jiang Zhou's words came out, he was not the only one who was unhappy. Everyone in the 'Purple Cloud Sea' including Yun Zhenyu became angry.
His words aroused the indignation of the crowd. It is estimated that only a 'dandy' like Jiang Zhou could do such a 'dude thing'.
"Young Master, keep your voice low," an old man beside Jiang Zhou reminded.
"Oh." Jiang Zhou responded lazily, his eyes falling on a woman's buttocks.
"Pah!" Regardless of everyone's strange looks, Jiang Zhou's palm suddenly hit the woman's buttocks.
"Oh, it's disgusting, there are so many people here!" the woman said angrily, but her expression didn't look like she was angry, but more like she was being coquettish.
This woman is Ye Junlin's childhood sweetheart - Yin Xue.
Since marrying 'Jiang Zhou', her status has skyrocketed. With the nourishment of the elixir, her cultivation level has also been rapidly improved to the level of 'intermediate profound practitioner'.
Moreover, according to outside rumors, Yin Xue has practiced a secret code of the 'Sword Forging Villa', and its combat power can even kill high-level mystics instantly!
Ye Junlin's eyes became colder, and his hands trembled as he almost wanted to take out the 'Flame Sword' from the space ring.
"Jun Lin, hold on!" Liang Bufan's thick palm pressed down on Ye Junlin's shoulder in time, holding down Ye Junlin who was about to go berserk.
Ye Junlin took a deep breath and tried hard to calm down his murderous aura.
Only those who can bend and stretch, endure and advance can be a man...