"Haha, don't resist stubbornly anymore. Hurry up and hand over the token honestly, otherwise I won't be merciful."

In the woods, a young man held a spear in his hand, pointed the tip of the gun at the three young women underground, and said coldly: "If you want to die, you still need to have a token. You can choose for yourself."

The three young women lying on the ground were seriously injured and no longer had the ability to fight.

These women are all elite disciples of the Emei Sect, and the most powerful female disciples are just in the late stage of Huajin.

"Senior Sister Zhou, why don't we hand over the token?"

One of the younger female disciples of the Emei Sect said in fear that she had no doubt that if she did not hand over the token, the other party would kill her.

"Junior sister, you can take out the token, it's important to save your life."

The older woman named Senior Sister Zhou said helplessly, "He was unwilling to be eliminated so early, and the master's wish has not yet come true."

"Senior sister, what about you?" the young female disciple asked with a frown.

"I promised my master that I will definitely help our Emei Sect win 20."

Senior Sister Zhou said firmly: "So, I will not hand over the token to them unless I die."

"Senior sister..."

There is a crying voice in the voice.

"Okay, stop talking, my idea is decided. Two junior sisters, if I can't go back, remember to go back and tell the master, I will do my best." Senior Sister Zhou said with a smile.

"Zhou Ruoruo, a knowledgeable person is a hero. I advise you to learn from your junior sister and honestly hand over the token and don't seek death." The young man holding a spear threatened.

"Zhou Ruoruo, it's okay not to take the token. If you are willing to agree to be our Senior Brother Fan's woman, maybe our Senior Brother Fan can spare your life and take you to the palace together." Another man next to the young man holding the spear laughed.

They are all disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, and they are considered to be the top second-rate sect among the Hidden Sect, slightly stronger than the Emei Sect.

"Shameless."

Zhou Ruoruo looked at the Qingcheng Sect disciples with great contempt: "I will never agree to you even if I die."

"It's quite strong."

Fan Jian, who was holding a spear, sneered.

"Damn, this Qingcheng Sect is too despicable and shameless. He even robs the tokens on women. Not only does it rob a woman, but also teases women. He is really too unkind to be gentlemanly."

"If you really have the ability, just

Go and grab the tokens of disciples from top sects such as Qingyun Sect and Longhu Temple. What is the ability to bully women here?

"Oh, I see that the disciples of the Emei Sect are in danger this time."

In the central square of Lieyan City, everyone stared at the screen, despising the behavior of the Qingcheng Sect disciples, and at the same time sympathized with the disciples of the Emei Sect. The competition was about to be eliminated just now, which was a pity.

"Bastard, this Qingcheng Sect is shameless."

In a large room at the middle height of a big tree, the head of the Emei Sect looked at the screen below the square and was so angry that he slapped the table in front of him.

"If the Qingcheng Sect disciples really dare to kill my Emei Sect disciples, my Emei will never be in harmony with the Qingcheng Sect from now on."

The head of the Emei Sect shouted loudly.

The disciples of the Emei Sect all stared at the Qingcheng Sect disciples on the screen with the same hatred, and remembered the arrogant faces of the few people deep in their minds.

"This Fan Jian doesn't know how to restrain himself, and the entire Hidden Sect's people are watching."

The head of the Qingcheng Sect shook his head and smiled bitterly. He seemed to blame him in his words, but there was a faint smile on his lips.

"Look, everyone, it seems that someone has rushed over."

In the central square, someone was in the upper left corner of the screen and suddenly found several people rushing over quickly.

"It seems to be Ye Bufan of Wanfa Sect."

Someone recognized Ye Bufan's figure and called out.

After all, Ye Bufan is ranked 15th on the Qingyun List and is also a well-known young talent, and not many people don’t know him.

"It's indeed a member of Wanfa Sect. Isn't that Zhou Yun of Wanfa Sect? Two years ago, he was also a young master on the Qingyun List."

Someone recognized Zhou Yun again.

However, not many people knew Lu Zifeng who was walking at the end, so they ignored him directly.

On the contrary, the heads of major sects and sects noticed Lu Zifeng's figure. After all, it was rare for a guy who dared to raise his head in front of the elder of the Temple to raise his chest.

They were also impressed by Lu Zifeng.

However, they only stayed on Lu Zifeng for a few seconds, then lost their interest, moved their eyes away, and looked at Ye Bufan.

Everyone wanted to know what kind of changes would happen to the battle situation with Ye Bufan's appearance.

"Fan Jian, are you from the Qingcheng Sect shameless? You even bully women."

Ye Bufan rushed over with a long sword in his hand, with a grand momentum.

Hearing the voice, the disciples of Qingcheng Sect and the female disciples of Emei Sect were all stunned and looked up.

"Unfortunate, why did he come?"

Fan Jian's face changed and he became inexplicably scared.

Although he is also at the peak of Huajin.

However, Ye Bufan is a master on the 15th place list in the Qingyun List, and he is ranked 36th, and he is no match for Ye Bufan at all.

"Senior Brother Ye."

When Zhou Ruoru and others saw Ye Bufan, they shouted, and a glimmer of hope emerged from their hearts.

The Emei Sect and the Wanfa Sect have always had good relationships, and there are often exchanges between the two sects.

"Junior Sister Zhou, don't worry, with me here, you won't be in trouble."

Ye Bufan said with awesomeness.

After saying that, he looked at Fan Jian in a blink of an eye, "Fan Jian, now I will give you a chance to keep the token and get out of here, otherwise there will be no place to bury me."

Fan Jian's expression was very ugly: "Brother Ye, there is no grudge between you and me, so why bother like this?"

Ye Bufan said, "Junior Sister Zhou has no grudges with you, why do you want to kill her again?"

Fan Jian's face turned blue, "It's all my fault. Anyway, the disciples of Emei Sect are fine now. Otherwise, if you let me go this time, I will remember this kindness in my heart. After this martial arts competition, my Qingcheng Sect will repay you well."

Ye Bufan couldn't help laughing: "Fan Jian, do you treat me like a fool? What kind of guy you sent in Qingcheng? Don't you know in your heart? They are all sinister villains. It's better to expect you to repay me."

Fan Jian and three other Qingcheng Sect disciples were scolded and their faces turned red and their teeth were gritted. This was simply too much.

"Haha, that's OK."

In the central square of the Flame City, everyone applauded.

It can be seen that the reputation of the Qingcheng Sect is not very good in the Hidden Sect.

In the rooms in the big trees around the square, people from major sects and sects all showed faint smiles, feeling that there was a good show.

"It's simply outrageous."

The head of the Qingcheng Sect was so angry that he wanted to slap Ye Bufan to death with one slap. "The junior of Wanfa Sect is too rampant and can't die."

"This is called evil retribution."
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