It was too late, but soon, Yang Bufan ejected, and a rainbow came towards him. He barely dodged it, but the rainbow left a deep pit on the ground!
Yang Bufan knew how those people could let him go so easily.
It turned out that someone had been waiting outside the city to ambush him here.
Yang Bufan's chest was filled with anger, and suddenly a person floated up from the void. There were lines on the soles of his feet. He was very fast and he was in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Yang Bufan suppressed the anger in his heart and asked sternly: "Your Excellency and I are strangers and have no enmity. Why did you come to ambush me?"
The man was also a young man, playing with a paper fan in his hand, with a slightly feminine look on his face.
"Haha, the demon body is born, and everyone in the world can find it and kill it. I am here to uphold justice!" The feminine young man said with a sinister smile.
"Fart, you are just like this. I won't believe you even if I beat you to death." The big yellow dog scolded you mercilessly.
The face of the feminine young man also froze, and then returned to normal in an instant, with a sinister smile on his face, he shook his head and said: "Haha, let me tell you the truth, hand over that treasure bag, and I will let you go"!
The young man pointed at the treasure bag on Yang Bufan's waist.
Yang Bufan instantly understood that he had evil intentions after seeing wealth.
Someone had reminded Yang Bufan earlier when he was in the city, but he didn't pay attention. He didn't expect that person to be right.
"Hmph, you have a beautiful idea, why should I give it to you?" Yang Bufan's tone was tough and did not allow for any discussion.
"If you don't give it, don't blame me for being ruthless. It is said that one taste of the demon body's flesh and blood can be worth decades of Taoism. Today, you can't even think of leaving!"
After finishing speaking, the effeminate young man suddenly got angry and rushed towards Yang Bufan. His fingers were like hooks and he grabbed Yang Bufan's Tianling Cap.
"boom"
Yang Bufan activated his White Ape Treasure Technique and punched forward, causing spiritual energy to shoot out in all directions.
It has to be said that the feminine young man was extremely powerful. He fought fiercely with Yang Bufan, and for a while it was impossible to tell who was superior.
The big yellow dog wanted to step forward to help, but Yang Bufan stopped him. He wanted to kill it himself to prove his invincibility.
As the feminine boy turned his paper fan over, a trace of black mist spread from the paper and clung to Yang Bufan's body.
The black mist penetrated into Yang Bufan's flesh and blood, tightly binding on his blood vessel walls and bones.
For a moment, Yang Bufan felt dizzy, as if his strength had been blocked by something and he couldn't use it.
The body of the feminine young man glowed, and with a tap of his finger, a rainbow rushed towards Yang Bufan's head like a sharp sword.
Yang Bufan shook his body and narrowly escaped. Otherwise, this finger could really pierce Yang Bufan's skull. The big yellow dog looked at it with fear on one side.
"Huh, what a small trick"!
Yang Bufan snorted coldly, the Great Desolation Scripture was running crazily. At this time, he had already understood the Great Desolation Scripture and used it skillfully.
The blood in Yang Bufan's body seemed to be burning at this moment, hot and hot.
A trace of black mist was forced out of the body and burned away. In the blink of an eye, it was completely eliminated.
"Even the strongest divine chain of order can't trap me, let alone your little skill!"
Yang Bufan flew up, punched the effeminate young man back, then jumped up to follow him, clenching his fists and punching him continuously.
The feminine young man used his arms to block. At this time, his little arm was burning with pain. It was hit by Yang Bufan's fist.
He put away the sinister smile on his face and began to pay attention. He didn't expect that the other party had such brute strength.
He unfolded the paper fan and let go, floating it on his chest. There were various ancient ferocious beasts painted on the paper fan, and they were huge. At this time, he activated his magic power to activate the ferocious beasts on the paper fan. In an instant, a ferocious beast appeared on it.
The beast seemed to be alive, walking out from the paper fan, shaking its head, waving its fangs, and roaring earth-shatteringly.
"Taste the power of my beast fan." The feminine young man said fiercely, using all his strength to move the paper fan.
Yang Bufan was frightened, but he was not afraid. He flew up and fought fiercely with the ferocious beast. He was very experienced in fighting ferocious beasts.
Although the ferocious beast was huge, as if it had come from ancient times, it was still knocked away by Yang Bufan after several rounds of fighting.
The ferocious beast turned into dots of light rain, and the light rain gathered on the beast fan again, but the mark of the ferocious beast became dimmer now.
The feminine young man finally couldn't hold it anymore. After Yang Bufan dispersed the ferocious beast, he began to vomit blood from his mouth and his chest was stained red.
The Beast Fan was activated by him, and the beast that came out was equivalent to him trembling with Yang Bufan. The beast was scattered, and he himself should have suffered a lot of trauma.
He wanted to continue to activate the Beast Fan.
Yang Bufan didn't give him a chance, so he flew up and punched him one after another, causing him to vomit blood and keep retreating.
Yang Bufan drew out his broken sword and struck the beast fan with one blow, splitting it in half instantly.
The feminine young man was shocked and shouted: "How is this possible?"
Then he turned around and wanted to run away. Yang Bufan grabbed his leg and almost let him escape. The feminine boy's steps were extremely strange, his speed was extremely fast and unpredictable.
Yang Bufan reluctantly grabbed him, threw him out of the air, rounded him up and hit him hard on the ground, punching him one after another.
"enough"!
The effeminate young man got up from the ground and shouted loudly. How could he still have a relaxed expression at this moment?
His clothes were in tatters, his face was covered in dust, blood was spurting from his mouth, and he looked extremely embarrassed.
"Why didn't you say enough when you said you wanted to eat my flesh and blood?"
Yang Bufan showed no mercy, picked up the broken sword and struck his head with it.
A blazing light flashed across, and what was rolling on the ground was the young man's head. He died like this and became the soul of Yang Bufan's sword.
"Let you pretend to be 13 again"!
The big yellow dog kicked the head far away with one hoof, and kept cursing.
Qiao Nu turned pale with fright. He had never seen such a scene before.
Yang Bufan quickly covered her eyes and kept whispering comfort.
He rummaged around on the headless corpse and found a book full of runes. Yang Bufan looked at it and saw that it was a secret method of flying. The speed described above was extremely fast. If it was mastered, it could travel thousands of miles in a day. That's right.
It was the secret method of flying that the young man had practiced.
Yang Bufan was delighted. He needed this kind of thing so much now. After all, he needed to escape anytime and anywhere.
He kept the secret method in his arms until he had time to understand it.
The Beast Fan was chopped into pieces by Yang Bufan and had no effect anymore.
Yang Bufan spat bitterly at this moment and continued to stay away from here with Qiao Nu and the big yellow dog.
Ever since he left the wilderness, he has been in constant trouble, either fighting or on the way to fight, which made him very helpless.
Yang Bufan found a creek to clean up the blood stains on his body, which were left just now, washed his face, and then took a short rest. Then they wanted to go on their way again and quickly leave this place of right and wrong.
"My little friend, you'd better stay here. With so many junior members of my clan injured and killed, you'd better not leave!"
A voice suddenly sounded, echoing in the air.
Yang Bufan’s head is as big as a bucket and it’s endless!
At the same time, his heart trembled, and he recognized the owner of the voice.
"Wang Lingtian, the head of the Wang family"!
Yang Bufan understood that he was in trouble at this moment. He could feel that Wang Lingtian was so powerful that Wang Lingheng could not compare with him.
Only Wang Lingheng can fight him, but now that Wang Lingtian comes forward, he probably has no chance of winning.
"Go quickly"!
Yang Bufan shouted loudly, asked Nv Qiao to sit on the back of the big yellow dog, and started running wildly.
"Haha, do you think you can escape from my hands?" A sneer came, with a cold tone.
A huge palm slowly emerged in the air and began to slowly pat Yang Bufan.
The palm made a rumbling sound in mid-air, runes were being erased on the palm, and lightning flashed across it.
Yang Bufan ran desperately, but he still couldn't get rid of that palm.
He guided his palm to another place to avoid even Qiao Nu and the big yellow dog from being attacked.
Seeing that huge palm getting closer and closer, the pressure emanating from it made Yang Bufan's skin ache.
As the palm of his hand came closer, Yang Bufan's skin began to crack, and blood spurted out.
"ah"!
Yang Bufan's hair was flying and his expression was crazy. At this moment, he was once again threatened by death. The strong aura of death appeared in his heart, making him crazy.
He held the broken sword tightly with both hands, his momentum climbed to its peak, and he used all his strength to attack the huge palm.
"puff"!
Blood was gushing out from everywhere on Yang Bufan's body, as if there was a rain of blood. He fell heavily to the ground and was extremely seriously injured. The broken sword was dropped aside.
With just one palm, Yang Bufan completely lost his fighting ability. One can imagine how powerful Wang Lingtian is.
"Little brother"! Qiao Nu cried and ran to Yang Bufan, picked him up and told him not to sleep.
The big yellow dog kept roaring, protecting Yang Bufan's side, and kept roaring at the sky.
Yang Bufan felt terrible pain all over his body at this moment, and his arms were very heavy. He wanted to raise his hands to wipe away the tears on Qiao's face, but he couldn't lift his arms.
"Huh? There's something weird about that broken sword"!
At this time, Wang Lingtian showed his true body, standing in the sky, wearing a black robe flowing with the wind. His face was very cold, with almost no emotion.
At this moment, he looked at the cut on his palm. Although it was very small and did not even bleed, he still felt incredible.
"How do you deserve to be able to hurt me? What is the origin of this sword?"
The big yellow dog barked at the sky, its eyes red.
"Humph, noisy"!
Wang Lingtian felt a little impatient, snorted coldly, and then stretched out his fist.
A fist seal struck Yang Bufan, bringing up a roaring lawful wind. Wang Lingtian was confident that this punch was enough to kill them all.
A figure came galloping in the distance, dressed in a green shirt, and arrived here in the blink of an eye, and then he discharged a palm.
"Boom"!
After the blow, there was a huge explosion, which frightened everyone in the city.
The person who came was none other than Zhao Tianlong, the head of the Zhao family.
"Brother Wang, I'm afraid it's inappropriate to bully a junior with your venerable status." Zhao Tianlong stood in front of Yang Bufan and the others and said to Wang Tianling in the sky.