Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

C282 Who do you think you are?!]



C282 Who do you think you are?!]

Who do you think you are?    

    

BOOM!    

    

In mid-air, the six weapons crashed into each other like a horse carriage charging at full speed, shattering into pieces!    

    

While defending against the attack, Long Bufan took out an exquisite Type 45 pistol from the storage bag, and pulled the trigger a few times.    

    

Bang, bang, bang!    

    

Five bullets flew out, bringing a violent fire aura as they explosively shot towards the five people behind them. At this moment, Whitey swooped down and waved its claws. In an instant, it interweaved and formed a sharp white light net that covered the area.    

    

The pupils of the five Martial Cultivator s constricted as they immediately condensed an Essence Shield above their heads to block. When the bullet hit the Essence Shield, the Explosive Flames Rune instantly opened and emitted a burst of flames.    

    

Although the five of them were not injured due to the protection of the shield, they were forced back by Whitey's white light net. The clothes on their bodies were torn and bloody.    

    

While the five people below were flustered, Long Bufan, who had rushed up, was already close to the spirit spear. Without hesitation, he extended his hand and grabbed at the spear body, and just as his palm made contact with the spear body, the spirit treasure suddenly exploded with an extremely strong resistance, and actually forced Long Bufan's hand away.    

    

"Huh?" Seeing that the spirit spear resisted on its own, Long Bufan was also shocked. As expected of the Heaven Grade spirit artifact, it actually possessed such intelligence.    

    

"I don't believe that I can't subdue you!" Just as Long Bufan was about to continue grabbing at the spear-shaped spirit artifact, an extremely ferocious sword qi suddenly surged from the side. Long Bufan's face darkened, he retracted his palm and dodged it quickly.    

    

Long Bufan tilted his head to look, and saw a disciple of the Skysword Sect flying over, staring at him with an ominous glint in her eyes.    

    

"Brat, I am from the Skysword Sect, if you know what's good for you, quickly scram!"    

    

Seeing the arrogant look on the Skysword Sect disciple's face, Long Bufan laughed coldly: "So what if you're a Skysword Sect, what are you?!" As she spoke, the Dark Magic Secret Art's hidden strength condensed.    

    

Because he was tight on time, Long Bufan's attack was exceptionally rough. As a result, the moment he attacked, he immediately unleashed the strongest attack with his hidden strength, with a strong ten thousand different waves of elemental energy directly exploding outwards, accompanied with a series of sky-shattering sounds.    

    

Seeing that, the Skysword Sect disciple's face changed, she did not expect a rogue cultivator to be able to use such a powerful martial skill, she immediately instigated the soul force in her body, causing a yellow light screen to quickly appear in front of him.    

    

However, just as his Yuan Power was about to condense into a defensive barrier, ten thousand Yuan Power hidden force vibrations rushed forth, charging towards his body like a wild and savage beast. A deep sound of impact rang out, and the Skysword Sect disciple suddenly coughed out a mouthful of blood, his body heavily falling to the ground. All the veins and bones in his body were destroyed inch by inch under the high frequency of the trembling of the spirit energy.    

    

Long Bufan did not feel proud at all after defeating the Skysword Sect disciple in one blow. He quickly turned his head and was just about to once again snatch the spirit artifact spear when he suddenly realized that a monstrous aura had exploded not far away!    

    

Furthermore, what that wave of energy had locked onto was actually also a spear-shaped spirit artifact. Following that, a suction force surged over, astonishingly pulling it a distance away, causing Long Bufan to grab empty air with one hand. Even the bamboo hat on his head was pulled away by the suction force.    

    

"F * * k, someone has plans on using this spirit spear again!"    

    

Having been obstructed time and time again, the anger in Long Bufan's heart surged. He ignored the fall of the conical bamboo hat and shifted his gaze towards that direction. However, in the next second, his expression suddenly became strange.    

    

Because he saw that the person who struck earlier, was actually the head disciple of the Martial Aura Sect, a black-robed youth who was holding an iron rod in his hand, Hei Yan!    

    


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