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Chapter 592(1/2)

"I don't care whether you are from China or from some sect in Kunlunxu. Kneel down and surrender, otherwise I will make you disappear from now on!"

"As long as I'm here today, Mr. Shan, you have no right to do anything!"

A powerful aura sweeps across!

Zhuang Bufan, who is at the peak of the extraordinary realm, finally takes action!

Endless majesty covers it!

Everyone held their breath!

As if scared!

The old man of the Ji family who originally planned to take action also stopped moving.

Originally, based on Ye Chen's talent and swordsmanship, he planned to win over Ye Chen and show his favor.

But now that Zhuang Bufan has come forward in person, the matter has become serious.

Directly promoted to Yibao General Pavilion!

Ye Chen sneered: "No one can stop the people I want to kill. That old man will end up with the best fate. If you want to stop me, are you sure you have the qualifications?"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Chen released his murderous intention.

The spirit sword taken from Yibao Pavilion suddenly appeared!

Eject directly!

No hesitation!

This sword was originally intended to be given to mother Jiang Peirong, but now it seems that it will be used to slap Yi Baoge in the face!

"Whoosh!"

Countless thunder and lightning wrapped around the spiritual sword.

Ye Chen even pinched it with his fingers, and a drop of blood and runes were imprinted on the spiritual sword.

The spirit sword turned into countless shadows in the blink of an eye!

Can't find it!

Zhuang Bufan's expression changed and he quickly stopped the spirit sword phantom!

But there are too many ghosts, densely packed!

He blocked most of it!

But it's useless!

Can he see through the way of spiritual talismans?

"Pfft!"

The spirit sword pierced directly into Shan Lao's heart.

Blood splattered everywhere.

Shan Lao's eyes widened. He never thought that if Zhuang Bufan took action, he would die.

The key is to die in Ye Shitian's hands!

He is not willing to give in!

Blood was spat out in large mouthfuls, and his life flowed away crazily.

Finally, he fell into a pool of blood.

"Zhuang Bufan, do you think you are qualified to stop the person I want to kill?"

"Also, I want to take away Xue Fenghua. If you displease me, I won't mind killing you too."

The cold words fell.

No favors to Yibao Pavilion at all.

"Pa bang..."

Ye Chen's indifferent words sounded like thunder exploding in Zhuang Bufan's ears, like a loud slap in the face!

Ye Chen made an understatement and said these words so calmly? This is the biggest insult to Yibaoge!

The biggest insult to him, Zhuang Bufan!

As if suddenly, Zhuang Bufan felt that the whole world, looking at him, was mocking and sneering.

In fact, how dare those people watching laugh!

Besides being shocked, it is still shocking.

Pfft...

With a panic in his heart, Zhuang Bufan's soul stirred and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

This invisible revenge is the most terrifying thing.

After today, if Ye Shitian doesn't die, he will definitely become a laughing stock!

What does Yibao General Pavilion think of him!

If he can't even maintain the dignity of Yibao Pavilion, he is Yibao Pavilion's eternal sinner!

How could Zhuang Bufan let Ye Chen leave? His strength is definitely not comparable to that of Shan Lao and others.

Ye Shitian can defeat Shan Lao, but can he defeat Zhuang Bufan?

"Ye Shitian, you are too arrogant!"

Zhuang Bufan walked towards Ye Chen.

But at this moment, Ye Chen was standing with his sword in hand, his expression cold.

He could feel the energy flowing away crazily.

Although he crushed Mr. Shan just now, the damage to him was also great.

If he fights again, his strength will definitely drop a lot.

brush……

The cold wind howled, and while Ye Chen was thinking, a figure flashed past, only a few dozen meters away from Ye Chen in the blink of an eye!

Wearing a green shirt, his face was cold, and between his eyes, a cold light surged, with murderous intent!

Zhuang Bufan still took action!

His eyes were locked on Ye Chen, like a ferocious beast, ready to attack at any time and tear Ye Chen apart completely.

"Ye Chen, let me see how strong you are today! What you owe me, Yibao Pavilion, I will pay with your blood today."

Buzz…

With a flick of his wrist, the long sword came out of his body, and a cold light flickered above the sword's edge.

Zhuang Bufan pointed the tip of his sword directly at Ye Chen and snorted expressionlessly.

Those words contained endless hatred.

Ye Chen killed Mr. Shan and owed Yibao Pavilion a blood debt.

The sword power rises and the sword energy is high!

Zhuang Bufan stood there with a long sword in his hand. He didn't make a move, but the sword energy that seemed to be real had already begun to sweep away.

The cold wind howls, the world is silent!

The whole world has become colder.

"eye for eye?"

Feeling this sword intent, Ye Chen's pupils shrank slightly.

Zhuang Bufan? He is indeed a strong man! Just the sword intent radiating out at this moment is no longer comparable to that of the old man!

"If you want me to pay with my blood, that depends on your strength!"

Buzz…

With a flick of his wrist, the whole body's true energy exploded, Poyang Sword vibrated, and a burst of soft moans spread throughout Yibao Pavilion!

At this moment, the battle has not yet begun, but two powerful sword intentions have already taken the lead in entangled and colliding between heaven and earth.

The cold wind is like a knife, turning into sword energy!

Between the collisions, bursts of dull sounds were made.

"This is the battle of the strong!"

"What a powerful sword!"

"The power of the sword has not yet fully risen, but the intent of the sword is already terrifying!"

"I heard that Zhuang Bufan's sword power originated from Zhuang Youdao, the sword god of a thousand years ago. It is naturally extraordinary. But I didn't expect that this Ye Shitian would actually..."
To be continued...
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