Chapter 133: Soldiers of the City Lord's Mansion Cleaning the Battlefield
At this time, this place can be regarded as bleeding and floating, with corpses all over the ground, like a purgatory on earth.
Yang Bufan sat there cross-legged, like a demon god who had just crawled out of hell, ruthlessly reaping life.
Jian An's scalp went numb watching all this. As a soldier commander, he had never seen anything like this.
This is the first time I have seen this kind of scene...
He couldn't sit still anymore, because he also felt that there was still an undercurrent surging in the darkness, and it was not an option to continue like this.
He flew forward, his eyes shining brightly, and he scanned the surroundings.
Rows of soldiers were well-trained and quickly cleared the air around them. They lined up neatly and orderly, looking around vigilantly.
They were from the Linling City Lord's Mansion, and they had to come forward when such a big thing happened in Linling.
"Let's let this end for today..." A long spear appeared in Jian An's hand, leaning on it in the air, with a terrifying momentum that moved everyone.
These people are all battle-hardened, their hands are stained with countless blood, and they have been fighting for many years, giving them a fierce and murderous aura.
People from the City Lord's Mansion came forward and finally calmed the situation.
Those people in the dark who were ready to move fell silent at this time. They sighed softly, knowing that the best opportunity had been missed.
They would not dare to do anything under the eyes of the people in the city lord's palace. Not to mention that these soldiers had been in battle for many years. If they were targeted by this group of people, they would really have no way of escaping.
People in the dark are leaving one by one. Although they are invisible, the tense atmosphere is easing little by little.
Yang Bufan stood up and clasped his fists at Jian An, feeling grateful.
Although the people from the City Lord's Mansion did not come directly to save him, they did solve a lot of troubles for him.
Otherwise, he won't be able to finish the killing tonight. In the end, it's hard to say whether a monster that will live for a long time will jump out, and then his life will really be in danger.
Jian An cupped her fists in response, with a murderous and decisive aura flowing in her eyes. At first glance, she was someone who should not be provoked.
"puff!"
At this time, Yang Bufan finally couldn't hold on anymore, and the Qian Zi Jue failed, causing him unbearable side effects.
His figure was falling, blood was pouring out, and his breath was rapidly fading.
No matter how strong Yang Bufan's physique is, he will definitely not be able to bear it after such an intense battle.
Forcibly raising the realm to fight, the side effects were obvious at this moment, making him unable to bear it at all.
The big yellow dog quickly rushed forward with a roar, caught Yang Bufan, and let Yang Bufan climb on his majestic back.
The young monk and a group of young bandits also arrived quickly, looking around vigilantly.
Now that Yang Bufan is like this, there are many people who covet him. It's hard to say whether anyone will jump out again.
Sure enough, some of the onlookers had their eyes darting around and their eyes flashing, as if they were brewing something.
When they saw Jian An's sharp and terrifying eyes, they finally put away their thoughts, did not dare to act rashly, and went away.
"Excuse me..." The little monk clasped his fists at Jian An, and he and the big yellow dog carrying Yang Bufan quickly disappeared into the darkness, and were far away in the blink of an eye.
A group of young bandits followed behind, vigilantly observing the surroundings.
They were very afraid that someone would jump out again at this time. Yang Bufan was so weak that he would not be able to fight.
They had to retreat first.
Looking at the disappearing figures of Yang Bufan and the others, Jian An finally breathed a sigh of relief and said secretly: "It seems that as a soldier captain of the city lord's palace, I can still scare some people."
Otherwise, if someone jumps out from the darkness again, several lives will be lost.
Then, Jian An looked here, couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said, "I didn't expect that we would become the ones cleaning the battlefield."
In the past, wherever they went, there was a battlefield.
Now, they had to ask others to clean up the battlefield, which made them laugh at themselves.
Jian An gave an order, and the soldiers around him began to take action, throwing the corpses into body bags one after another. They wanted to bury these corpses in Long Live Ridge.
Here in Linling, whenever there are dead people, they are all buried in Long Live Ridge.
This place has been famous as a mass grave since ancient times, and countless generations of people have been buried there.
At Wansui Ridge, even these soldiers whose hands were stained with blood felt frightened when they walked there. The yin energy there was too strong, and too many people were buried there.
As the soldiers disposed of the corpses, they felt more and more admiration for Yang Bufan.
Because they found some acquaintances, these people were the criminals wanted by the City Lord's Mansion and were heinous.
Many of these criminals are very powerful, and even these soldiers have a headache.
Now, these people have been tricked and killed by the demon body, making them call the demon body a good trick.
Jian An also nodded secretly. The demon body fought against the heroes alone and even killed them all. Anyone who messes with such a person will probably not have an easy life in the future.
After finishing cleaning up, Jian An led a group of soldiers to Wansui Ridge. They couldn't let these corpses be left in Linling City.
The little monk and the big yellow dog also took Yang Bufan to a secret place.
A group of young bandits followed closely behind and soon found the place.
"Damn, it's really fun. I didn't expect that little Yangzi had such a dark heart and tricked and killed so many people, but I like it, hehe." When Song Yi came here, his face was filled with excitement and great joy.
"Yes, these people all deserved to die and deserved to end up like this." Xue Gang agreed.
At this time, they were all laughing happily.
"Alas, this boy's hard times are yet to come. I'm afraid he will cause trouble wherever he goes in the future." The young monk sighed.
Although he is young, he has traveled to many places.
He understands the nature of the monk world very well, and no one rises up without stepping on many bones. What's more, Yang Bufan, who has a physique with a heavy treasure, will be targeted wherever he goes.
"Then what should we do..." Jiang Mu asked. It was definitely not an option to continue like this. Who could bear it?
"There is no way...unless this kid really rises up, respects others, makes others dare not provoke him, and has enough strength to deal with it." The little monk shrugged and said.
"If you ask me, just let Xiao Yangzi follow our grandpa Da Kou, and then go out when he is strong enough." Guo Qiang said directly.
"This is a solution. At least we don't have to flee every day." Several people were discussing this matter.
"Oh, it can't be that simple. You can't miss a step on the road you have to take." The young monk looked at Yang Bufan and sighed softly.
Yang Bufan was still in a coma, and his body was emitting fluorescence.
That was the Great Desolation Sutra running automatically. Although it was running slowly, fortunately, it was slowly recovering Yang Bufan's injuries.
The heavy rain has stopped and turned into a drizzle, and the strong wind has stopped whining and turned into a gentle breeze.
"Oh, this kid is the ancestor of the disaster. Even the weather improved after the fight." The young monk laughed and scolded.
Yang Bufan groaned in pain, his mind was in chaos and he had a splitting headache.
He wanted to lift his arm, but it was as heavy as lead and he couldn't lift it at all.
His throat was filled with the smell of blood and was dry to death.
There was no part of his body that didn't hurt, and he almost couldn't help but scream.
"You're awake..." A group of people gathered around.
But seeing his painful look, he didn't dare to touch him. The big yellow dog brought him a bowl of water and drank it.
His parched throat was now moisturized, which made him feel much better.
The little monk took out a pill and fed it to Yang Bufan. He immediately felt cool all over and no longer felt such strong pain.
He took a deep breath, and the burning pain in his chest made him cough a few times.
However, when he coughed, it caused pain all over his body, making him very uncomfortable.
After a long time, Yang Bufan was helped up by them. He was lying there, his face turned pale, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly as he looked at a group of people.
"What do you think you can do? You have to face it alone." Jiang Mu looked slightly angry, blaming Yang Bufan for showing off.
"That's right, we are all here, you have to be alone." The big yellow dog also looked angry.
Yang Bufan smiled, he naturally knew that these people were doing his best.
"If anything happens to you because of me, then I will really feel guilty for the rest of my life." Yang Bufan said softly to several people.
A group of people also knew Yang Bufan's thoughts and couldn't help but sigh.
"Let's forget it this time. We can't do this again next time. Otherwise, can we still call them brothers? What are brothers? Brothers should share difficulties and face them together." Song Yi patted Yang Bufan on the shoulder and said loudly.
Yang Bufan nodded with a smile and said he wouldn't do it next time.
In fact, whether it is possible or not, they know better than anyone else that Yang Bufan's temperament will never drag anyone down, and he must face everything alone.
They could only pray that Yang Bufan would not be so showy next time.
"Okay, you can heal your wounds, we will guard you." The young monk asked Yang Bufan to heal his wounds quickly.
He led a group of people to guard the surrounding area to protect Yang Bufan.
In this battle, Yang Bufan faced many people and tried his best, using all his trump cards.
He gained a lot of insights and recalled every detail of the battle, which enriched his combat experience even more.
Not only his combat experience, but all his treasure skills have become more solid and powerful after being honed in the battle.
Yang Bufan was so brave and careful that he dared to practice the magic in such a dangerous situation. This was a battle in which he could lose his life if he was not careful.
Not only that, Yang Bufan also had something even more bold, which he didn't tell anyone. He would probably shock everyone if he told it.
He is enlightening through battle!
At this time, Yang Bufan's body was radiating divine light again, the wounds on his body healed quickly, and the Great Desolation Scripture was running crazily.
At this time, he became more and more aware of the mystery of the Great Desolation Sutra. When the clan elders taught him the Great Desolation Sutra, he only regarded it as an ordinary sutra.
As he gained more knowledge and fought more and more, he truly understood the magic of the Great Desolation Sutra.
The Dahuang Jing has the power to turn decay into magic, which can bless his body and allow him to obtain a large amount of spiritual energy in battle, greatly increasing his combat effectiveness.
Moreover, even if he is seriously injured, the Dahuang Jing can quickly make him recover, making him become more powerful again.
"What a great book, it is truly a mortal thing!" Yang Bufan sighed secretly in his heart.