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Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Royal Family of Yunluo City

People were on their backs on the streets, the peaceful streets were broken, and there was murderous intention in the air.

Yang Bufan turned his head, understanding that trouble was coming, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

A large group of people arrived, led by a forty-year-old middle-aged man with a burly build and a sinister look on his face as he sat on a tall horse.

The crowd on the street began to move away. They knew that people from the Wang family were coming, and they could not afford to offend them, so they had to retreat.

In an instant, the crowd on the street moved out of a large open space, and the Wang family members also arrived in front of Wang Bufan.

Yang Bufan stared at the group of people. Behind the middle-aged man was a group of soldiers wearing iron armor and holding steel guns.

Qiao Nu hid behind Yang Bufan in fear, not daring to speak.

"You were the one who injured my nephew!" The middle-aged man spoke, and at the same time he was filled with aura that made the crowd on the street tremble.

"Wang Lingheng, the second master of the Wang family, looks like he has reached the level of dragon-slaying," someone beside him said in a low voice.

Others were very shocked when they heard it. According to legend, the dragon-killing realm can be compared with the real dragon, with super power and powerful strength.

"Every time you break through a realm on the road of cultivation, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky. Although it is only one level higher than the Qi Control realm, the strength is completely different. It is impossible for the Qi Control Realm to compete with it." Crowd

One of them explained that he was also in the Qi Control realm, so he said these words.

Yang Bufan stared at Wang Lingheng. He frowned and thought. He could feel the oppressive aura on the other side, and he was also relatively powerful.

Upon hearing Wang Lingheng's question, Yang Bufan said neither humble nor arrogant: "He was the one who insulted us first, and he doesn't blame us at all"!

Wang Lingheng glanced at Yang Bufan contemptuously and said: "Who doesn't know the power of my Wang family in Yunluo City? Don't say that I just say a few words to you, even if I beat you, you can only endure it"!

Wang Lingheng's words were so domineering that even the people watching on the roadside secretly curled their lips, let alone Yang Bufan.

When Yang Bufan heard the words, he was furious and filled his chest. He snorted coldly and shouted: "Humph, the domineering Wang family is so unreasonable."

Wang Lingheng ignored Yang Bufan's words at all, glanced at him coldly, then pointed his finger at the ground and said: "Climb from here to my Wang family, kneel down and admit your mistake to my nephew, and I will spare your life today."

"It's too much to bully others"!

Yang Bufan was furious and stopped talking to them. Anger was jumping in his eyes. He clenched his fists and was ready to attack at any time. Even if he was unsure and might be defeated, he was not willing to suffer such cowardice.

"Hahaha, very good. As expected, you are young and energetic and are not afraid of death. I will help you today"!

Seeing Yang Bufan's expression, Wang Lingheng burst out laughing. Then he raised his hand, and the well-trained soldiers behind him immediately formed a line, picked up their steel guns, and rushed to stab Yang Bufan.

Yang Bufan was already furious. When he saw the opponent coming, he shook his arms and started fighting with him.

Yang Bufan was full of physical strength, his blood was as vast as the sea, and his strength seemed to be inexhaustible. He punched out, and a soldier's steel gun was broken, and the soldier flew out spurting blood.

Yang Bufan turned his head and saw a steel gun coming across in front of him. He turned over and dodged. The other soldiers' steel guns came at him like raindrops.

Yang Bufan went crazy, his momentum rose sharply, and the White Ape Treasure Technique blasted out, his fist glowed with light, and the air roared and exploded. One can imagine the power of this punch.

A soldier flew up and raised his fist to fight Yang Bufan.

"Boom"

The dust and sand were so thick that everyone around could not open their eyes.

"Click"!

The soldier's arm was broken and he screamed in pain, with disbelief in his eyes.

When the other soldiers saw this, their eyes were also surprised. They looked at each other and attacked Yang Bufan at the same time. Their whole bodies were shining. It was obvious that they had used their true skills.

"Bullying the few by bullying them is nothing!"

The big yellow dog roared and flew into the battlefield, its muscular body very conspicuous.

It was surrounded by runes, and a bone under its neck was glowing. His breath was violent, and he slapped a soldier on the back with a claw.

The soldier spit out blood, dropped his gun, lost his combat effectiveness, and almost died suddenly.

"war"!

Yang Bufan yelled, now his body was covered in blood, all of which belonged to the enemy.

His fists glowed, and he stood in the center of the battlefield like a little war god. He was not afraid of the well-trained soldiers.

"This group of soldiers are all in the air-bending realm. I didn't expect this little friend to be able to resist these soldiers with one blow. I was blind and underestimated him before. Could it be that he is a disciple of a certain aristocratic family who went out to practice?" An old man was shocked.

"Humph, I am confident that I will be invincible in the same realm"!

Yang Bufan shouted loudly and stood in the middle of the battlefield. The clothes on his body were not moving in the wind, and the corners of his clothes were rustling, which made a group of soldiers frightened. Looking at the soldiers lying on the ground, they also felt fear in their hearts. They did not think about this young man at all.

The fighting power is so fierce.

Yang Bufan's Great Desolation Scripture was running silently, which made him look even more imposing.

"Very good, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant, there are indeed two brushes, you all stand down"!

Wang Lingheng sat on his horse and saw clearly. It seemed that these soldiers were hardly his opponents, so he waved them back.

A group of soldiers were relieved and walked back carrying their injured companions.

Wang Lingheng jumped off his horse and struck Yang Bufan with a palm, sending flying sand and rocks, making everyone unable to open their eyes.

Yang Bufan's hair stood on end as he truly felt the danger.

"Roar"!

He roared, and used the Great Desolation Sutra and the White Ape Treasure Technique at the same time. He did not dare to be negligent in the slightest, knowing that the strength of Wang Lingheng in front of him was much higher than his.

"boom"

The people around him took a few steps back at the same time, with shocked expressions on their faces.

"Ahem"!

Yang Bufan coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, which turned the clothes on his chest red. His eyes were red, and he raised his head and stared at Wang Lingheng, truly feeling the power of the other party.

"Don't hit my little brother, wuwu, please"!

Qiao Nu cried and ran to Yang Bufan, stretched out her arms to block Yang Bufan behind her, and begged them not to do anything again.

"Qiao Nu, I'm fine. Go back quickly and I won't hurt you later." Yang Bufan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and pulled Qiao Nu behind.

"You can actually block one of my moves. You can brag about it even in the underworld." Wang Lingheng had a sneer on his face and a sinister look in his eyes.

"Hmph, you are just claiming that your realm is higher than mine. If you were at the same realm, I wouldn't kill you." Yang Bufan shot back.

"Haha, I want you to understand that even if you are only one level higher than you, the gap is huge. You can't imagine it. Keep your eyes open when you are reincarnated in the next life. Don't mess with people you can't mess with."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Lingheng's body emitted a dazzling light, and at the same time a scarlet spear appeared in his hand.

He raised his gun and stabbed Yang Bufan straight away. The tip of the gun made a piercing whistle, which made everyone around him cover their ears.

At the same time, the air was pierced and sliced ​​open like a knife.

Yang Bufan did not dare to neglect, drew out the broken sword, and used the Great Wilderness Sutra to bless his body to fight.

"Woof"!

The runes all over the big yellow dog's body became more prosperous, and the power of his bloodline was awakened. His whole body was wrapped in divine light, and he attacked Wang Ling side by side with Yang Bufan.

"Ding"!

"boom"!

The collision between the broken sword and the spear made a crisp sound, followed by a terrifying explosion, and waves of air spread out in all directions.

Some people around were knocked over and were in a very embarrassed state. They couldn't help but cursed: "When gods fight, mortals suffer"!

Blood splattered everywhere, figures flew around, Yang Bufan and Big Yellow Dog flew backwards, they were both coughing up blood, it was obvious that the blow had injured them again.

Wang Lingheng was not much better, his hair was now disheveled, his blood was surging, and he almost couldn't hold back the snow.

He took a long breath, his eyes became even more ferocious, and the murderous intent spread from his eyes, as if they were real.

Yang Bufan was physically strong. He showed no fear when facing a strong opponent like Wang Lingheng and still dared to fight together. The people around him couldn't help but secretly give him a thumbs up.

However, Yang Bufan was obviously injured at this time. After all, he was far behind, which made it really difficult for him to resist. He knew in his heart that over time, he would inevitably fall into a disadvantage. At this moment, his mind suddenly changed and he was thinking about his retreat.

"Prepare to die, Wandering Dragon Spear Technique"!

Wang Lingheng was furious, and his whole body was filled with murderous intent. He didn't want to waste any more time with him, and was ready to launch a powerful blow.

The scarlet spear danced, as if there was a real dragon swimming between the handles of the spear. The dragon roared in waves, and when the spear was thrust out, even the sky and the earth changed color.

"It's over. The Wang family's unique skill of dragon-traveling spear has killed countless dead souls. I'm afraid it will be difficult for this little friend to resist."

Some people sighed, as if they had anticipated the result, and couldn't help but feel sorry for Yang Bufan.

Yang Bufan's skin was aching all over his body at this moment. It was because he was forced by the pressure of the Wandering Dragon Spear Technique, which made it difficult for him to resist.

"If you are one level behind, the disparity in strength will be so great"!

Yang Bufan sighed inwardly, he had never longed to improve his strength as much as he does now. If his strength is too weak, he will not be able to go far.

He was not idle when he thought about it.

The Great Desolation Sutra was operating to the extreme, and all the spiritual energy in the body was instantly drained and transferred to the broken sword. The simple broken sword did not move at all at this moment, but it appeared to be thicker.

The big yellow dog also got angry and jumped up to fight the blow with Yang Bufan.

"Boom"!

A sound like thunder sounded, and everyone was shocked and stunned.

"Puff puff"!

The sound of blood spurting came out, and three figures on the battlefield shot back at the same time.

Yang Bufan vomited blood and fell in a pool of blood. His strength seemed to have been drained from his body. Even getting up was very difficult.

The big yellow dog's eyes were bleeding with blood, its body was swaying, and it almost fell to the ground.

"Little brother, wuwu, stop fighting, let's leave quickly!" Qiao Nu cried and came to Yang Bufan.

Yang Bufan's bloody hand gently patted its head to express comfort.

Wang Lingheng's side wasn't much better either. At this time, he was also spurting blood. His palms were cracked by the shock. There was blood lying down, flowing down the handle of the gun to the tip of the gun, and then dripping on the ground.

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"Wow"!

The crowd was in an uproar and were shocked into silence.

"They actually crossed the border and injured the two heads of the Wang family!" After a long time, someone shouted loudly, and everyone's expressions when looking at Yang Bufan and Big Yellow Dog changed. There were admiration, disbelief, and jealousy. The expressions in the crowd

Each is different.

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