"Damn it, this bastard named Lu is really watching the fun. When I free up my hands, I have to deal with this guy."

After Ye Bufan found that he could not capture it for a long time, he did not use brute force and slowed down the attack. He took the opportunity to glance at Lu Zifeng on the side and saw Lu Zifeng holding his hands, leaning against the big tree, leisurely looking at the battle situation on his side, and he would not fight.

However, Ye Bufan is also a arrogant person. Even if he can't defeat the three Qingcheng Sects, he will not ask Lu Zifeng for help.

"Mr. Lu, come and help."

Zhou Yun was sweating profusely, but he didn't have as much thought as Ye Bufan, so he immediately asked Lu Zifeng for help.

He knew very well that two to three could not break the Qingcheng Sect’s “cold gun array” at all, and he had to have a helper to assist him.

Lu Zifeng smiled and said, "Brother Zhou, you can just fight. This is a rare contest. You must make good use of it. It will also be beneficial to your cultivation progress."

Zhou Yun: “…”

Ye Bufan: “…”

Three female disciples of the Emei Sect: "..."

This person is really shameless. He can even find such a high-sounding reason even when he stands by. He is awesome!

But what Lu Zifeng said is not perfunctory. The fastest way to quickly improve his strength is in actual combat.

Especially for the actual combat of experts who are similar to those of the realm, they can only discover their shortcomings and continuously tap their potential through combat.

Of course, there is another reason why Lu Zifeng did not join the battle.

He didn't want to intervene in this matter so quickly. He was a rare showdown and hadn't even enjoyed it.

This "exciting" does not refer to how powerful the combat power of both sides is, but to refer to the wonderful martial arts moves of both sides.

Whether it is Ye Bufan's side or the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, the moves they played were flexible and changeable, and they were brave, one move after another, and the moves echoed from beginning to end, and they were free to retract and retract. They were really like the martial arts masters who watched TV series before, with one set of movements. The movements were flowing and refreshing.

Lu Zifeng was very interested in these moves. He believed that if these moves reached the hands of masters in the innate realm, they would definitely exert greater power.

Therefore, he wanted to take this opportunity to think about the martial arts moves on both sides and find flaws from them, so that when dealing with innate realm powerhouses who use these two sects, he could also know himself and his enemy and seize the initiative.

"Ye Bufan, if you continue like this, you can't do anything to us. Otherwise, you can stop now and we will go our own way from now on, and the water in the well will not break the river." Fan Jian seized the opportunity and took the opportunity to say.

Although Lu Zifeng has not taken action now, he may not be able to intervene later. Once someone joins the battle, his "cold gun formation" will not last long and will be broken.

At that time, there will be only the beating.

"Fan Jian, I, Ye Bufan, have a word that is so good that I can't catch you. If you don't leave a token today, don't think about leaving."

Ye Bufan didn't want to lose face in front of the female disciples of the Emei Sect, nor did he want to lose face in front of Lu Zifeng, so he planned to give in.

He doesn't care whether he will encounter other enemies next, and now he will deal with Qingcheng Sect and others first.

He shouted loudly, and then the sword was used faster and faster in his hand. It was obviously just a sword, but it turned out to be like thousands of swords in his hand. The swords formed an airtight sword wall.

"What a powerful sword energy."

Fan Jian and other disciples of Qingcheng Sect were shocked and their whole body shivered.

The three female disciples of the Emei Sect frowned. They were also using swords, and they sighed that they were not as good as those of this sword technique.

A hint of a slight curl of Lu Zifeng's mouth, it was considered a fight. The fights before were too gentle.

"Can this be the one that the Ten Thousand Swords of Wanfa Sect bring one back?"

In the city of Flame, around the central square, those who knew the secret tricks of the Wanfa Sect murmured to themselves.

"Father, Senior Brother Bufan is going to use the strongest attack you taught him, and he will definitely take the life of Fan Jian of Qingcheng Sect."

Liang Qiuya shouted excitedly, if Ye Bufan wins, she will be happier than anyone else.

Liang Wenxuan frowned, and he felt it would not be so easy.

Although the move "Wan Jian Guiyi" is very powerful, it is extremely difficult to practice. Ye Bufan has not learned it for a long time and has not mastered the essence yet. He has only learned a three-point image, which is nothing but a false appearance.

Of course, if you deal with ordinary people, three points will be enough.

But the other party is the number one master of the younger generation of Qingcheng Sect, and the "cold gun formation" set up by the three of them is amazing, so it is probably difficult to deal with.

Before he could finish his words, Ye Bufan slashed out with a sword on the screen.

The lights and shadows of thousands of swords that were originally surrounded by him suddenly gathered together and formed a huge sword light. The sword light was about forty meters long, making people unable to open their eyes.

Bang!

The forty-meter sword light slashed at Fan Jian and other Qingcheng Sect disciples.

"No, set up a formation quickly."

Fan Jian's heart trembled and he immediately shouted loudly.

He raised his spear and stood above his head. The two Qingcheng Sect disciples around him immediately raised their spears, and the three spears were intertwined together to form a triangle.

At the same time, the three Qingcheng Sect disciples gathered the true energy around their bodies on the spear, forming a circular barrier, which was like a pot lid, protecting the bodies of the three people.

Bang!

The huge sword light slashed over the barrier and made a loud clanging sound. The sound was like an iron sword hitting the iron pot, emitting a dazzling white light.

When the white light dissipated, the Qingcheng Sect disciples were still standing there. Although they were so tired that they were sweating and panting, they were safe and sound.

Um?

Lu Zifeng frowned, "This Qingcheng Sect's formation is indeed a two-step move. Facing such a powerful attack, there is nothing wrong with it."

"It's okay?"

In the Flame City, Central Plaza, everyone watching the game was also surprised: "Is this Qingcheng Sect disciple so strong?"

"Oh, I guessed that."

Liang Wenxuan sighed silently, "Bufan is still a little worse in his realm."

He hoped in his heart: "Mr. Lu, it's time to do it."

"Haha, if you want to break the 'cold gun array' of my Qingcheng Sect with one sword, the people from Wanfa Sect are really self-indulgent."

The head of the Qingcheng Sect laughed with a beard. In this battle, the Qingcheng Sect's reputation will probably be well-known.

"Senior Brother Ye, are you okay?"

Zhou Ruoruo showed a worried look.

"Junior Sister Zhou, don't worry, I have nothing to do."

Ye Bufan was so tired that he was breathing heavily, but he said calmly.

How could he admit that he could not do it in front of a woman?

What's more, Lu Zifeng was still watching him from the side.

Ye Bufan bit his teeth and looked at Fan Jian and others with a sharp look, "Fan Jian, I have to say that the 'cold gun array' of your Qingcheng Sect is very powerful, but that's all."

"I want to see today whether it is the 'Cold Gun Array' of your Qingcheng Sect' or the 'Wanfa Sect' of Wanfa Sect' that is powerful."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Bufan exerted his strength again.

This time he tried his best and his offensive was much more powerful than before.

Fan Jian felt the surging sword energy, his face changed drastically, and he set out a "cold gun array" to resist.

clang! clang! clang! clang!...

Ye Bufan slashed out more than ten swords in a row, and each sword was powerful enough to split a house in half.

Bang!

Finally, the defensive array set up by Fan Jian and others could no longer resist, and the true energy shield around him suddenly cracked a crack.

This crack becomes longer and longer, and the more it cracks, it may collapse at any time.

"not good."

Fan Jian knew that he couldn't hold on and immediately shouted: "Scatter."

After saying that, he was too lazy to care about the two junior brothers around him, and quickly moved to the side to avoid him with his gun.

boom!

As Fan Jian retreated, the "Cold Spear Formation" lost its effect. Ye Bufan's long sword swung, and two other disciples of the Qingcheng Sect were slashed dozens of meters by this sword.

"good."

In the Central Square, everyone cheered and applauded.

"Come on, Brother Bufan."

Liang Qiuya shouted happily, inspiring.

Liang Wenxuan nodded with satisfaction, "Bufan's moves are quite a bit of the essence of 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to One'."

Lu Zifeng's eyes lit up, and he smiled faintly, "I didn't expect that this brother's potential is not bad, these moves are pretty good."

"Senior Sister Zhou, Senior Brother Ye is so brave."

The female disciple of the Emei Sect showed admiration and glanced at Lu Zifeng next to him. Why is there such a big gap between this person?

Zhou Ruoru nodded and said, "The strength that Senior Brother Ye just showed is probably comparable to the master of Huajin Perfection. He is worthy of being the first person in the younger generation of Wanfa Sect."
To be continued...