Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

Although Yang Feng was killed, from another angle, they realized that a heaven defying disciple like Long Bufan was born, and his talent was even more outstanding than Yang Feng, as though he was a rising star.    

    

And as a Elder Xu who had passed down the Runes to Long Bufan, it was only natural that he would protect his own son. Therefore, when Yang Yuanhai took action, he, who was already prepared, immediately used the Metal Runes, the Gold Armoured Soldiers Circle.    

    

"Enough!"    

    

Suddenly, a thunderous roar resounded throughout the entire plaza, and everyone immediately quieted down. A middle-aged man with a resolute expression was seen flying in the air before landing in the arena.    

    

This person was Wang Yi, the man with the most authority in the outer hall of the Spirit Profound Martial House, the hall master of the outer hall. Even if it was the Heavenly Flame Emperor Kingdom's Monarchs, they would still have to respect him thirty percent.    

    

However, the current Monarch sat in the spectator stands, he had no right to interfere with everything that happened here. He could only be a spectator, even if the region was under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Flame Emperor Kingdom.    

    

Because the sect was an existence with independent authority!    

    

"Long Bufan, you still insisted on killing Yang Feng even when he was severely injured and the Deacon Elder had stepped forward to protect him. Did you know that you committed one of the seven sins of the Spirit Profound Martial House, killing two fellow disciples of the same sect!?"    

    

Wang Yi's voice was sonorous and forceful, as he looked at Long Bufan with an imposing gaze.    

    

As the hall master of the Outer Palace, he definitely could not treat this matter with the slightest bit of affection. Otherwise, more similar situations would occur in the future, so he could only make an example out of this, and shock the disciples of the sect by taking this kind of event seriously.    

    

Long Bufan said indifferently: "I know, if you have to blame something, blame it on him sending assassins to assassinate me half a year ago."    

    

"Hmm? "There's such a thing?" Wang Yi was slightly startled, as he stared straight into Long Bufan's eyes with his pressing gaze. He wanted to see through even the tiniest bit of hidden panic in his eyes, but he had nothing to gain from Long Bufan's calm expression.    

    

"Lies, he's lying." Deacon Elder Yang Yuanhai raised his hand and pointed at Long Bufan as he shouted angrily, "Yang Feng is a kind person, so he does things fair and square. And half a year ago, you were simply no match for him, even if he wanted to kill you, why didn't he do it himself?"    

    

Long Bufan laughed coldly, and said: "Because he's afraid that he'll commit the seven sect's crimes."    

    

Wang Yi's face was gloomy, he frowned and asked: "Then do you have evidence?"    

    

"We can be witnesses. We just came out of the restaurant and were there." Lin Yan and Long Yunfei shouted at the same time.    

    

Yang Yuanhai coldly snorted, and said with ridicule: "Your relationship with Long Bufan is extremely close, is this even considered evidence? I will definitely lie with him. "    

    

"Elder Yang's words are reasonable." Wang Yi looked at Long Bufan, and asked solemnly: "Other than them, do you still have other evidence?"    

    

"Nope."    

    

Long Bufan shook his head helplessly. He didn't even know the names of the three assassins he released that night. Furthermore, it had been a long time since they last met.    

    

"In that case ?" Wang Yi had a selfless expression and immediately shouted: "Men, send Long Bufan to the sect's dungeon first and wait for it to be handled."    

    

As soon as he finished speaking, the four Black Cloaked Deacon s of the outer hall appeared on the stage.    

    

"Wait a moment." Long Bufan suddenly opened his mouth and said: "Esteemed hall master, I have a request."    

    

Wang Yi asked with doubt: "What business do you have with me?"    

    

Long Bufan's eyes turned cold, and he continued: "Can you let me complete this competition, because I have worked hard for it, and do not wish to become a regret?"    

    

"Moreover, I also promised someone that I would be number one in the competition, so I ? "We can't miss our appointment." Long Bufan's face was calm, she raised her head and looked at the audience, in the sea of tens of thousands of people, her warm gaze instantly landed on a beautiful white figure, and smiled at her.    

    

The feeling often happens in an instant, a look can make you think of a lifetime, a smile can make you warm for a lifetime.    

    

The beautiful white figure that was seated in the spectator's seats in Inner hall disciple trembled slightly, Lin Shuanger's clear eyes were fixated on the black haired youth on the stage, a strange feeling surged forth from the bottom of his heart.    

    

This feeling was both marvelous and wonderful. It was sweet and sour. This was the first time she felt such feelings existed in this world.