Chapter 106: The Mysterious Maiden of the Xuan Ying Sect

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Xuanhuo Laodao originally wanted to take Ye Bufan by surprise, killing him while he was lying on the lounge chair. He hoped to throw him off balance and ideally kill him with a single sword strike, then seize that legendary treasure for himself.

To his surprise, Ye Bufan's body suddenly rose into the air, as if unaffected by Earth's gravity, causing his sword to miss its mark.

Before he could even retract his sword, a sudden *crack* echoed through the air as Ye Bufan's large hand had already twisted his wrist in two. The sword was now in the other man's grasp.

“Ah…”

With a broken hand, Xuanhuo Lao Dao let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Xuan Ying, the Daoist nun, changed her expression. Knowing that Ye Bufan was capable of defeating Xuanji Lao Dao, she must have some skills. She originally wanted to observe from the side, but unexpectedly, Xuanhuo couldn't even withstand a single move from the opponent.

"Kid, stop it."

< Xuan Ying Dao Gu let out a furious shout, raising her hand to strike Ye Bu Fan's face. She wanted to use the strategy of rescuing Zhao by attacking Wei to save Lao Dao Xuan Huo.>

But Ye Bufan was too fast. The moment she struck with her palm, her sword had already pierced Xuan Huolao's chest and then been kicked away.

"Ah..."

< Xuanhu Lao Dao let out a scream, then abruptly stopped. >

His black-gas wrapped blade was truly sinister. It pierced flesh and instantly drained the blood from a person's body, leaving behind nothing but dry bones. In the blink of an eye, Xuanhuo, who was tall and imposing, had become a withered mummy.

Ye Bufan solved Xuanhuo Laodao with one move and returned his palm towards Xuan Ying Dao Gu.

When the two palms collided, Ye Bufan instantly felt an extremely powerful chill seeping into his meridians through his palms.

> Fortunately, his chaotic true energy was extremely powerful, instantly transforming into scorching yang energy that dissipated the cold.

And Xuan Ying Daoist nun felt a tremendous force rushing towards her, sending her flying backwards six or seven meters before she could barely stand.

“Don't be afraid of my Ice Palm. You are actually at the mid-stage of the Xuan Rank.”

Xuan Ying, the Taoist nun, changed dramatically. She had always relied on her Ice Palm technique with great success, but today, facing both Xuan Huo and the opponent at the same time, she was defeated in a single move.

At the same time, she misjudged Ye Bufan's cultivation level, thinking that someone who could defeat her must have reached the middle stage of the Xuan rank.

Although I had expected the other party to be somewhat skilled, I didn't expect them to be this powerful.

Ye Bufan didn't explain, and sneered: "How about it Can you still fight"

"Boy, no one can be an enemy of my Qingyun Sect."

A ferocious expression flashed across the face of Xuan Ying, the Taoist nun.

Hundreds of years ago, when the Qingyun Sect was founded, it was a righteous and honorable sect.

But as time has passed, more and more disciples within the sect have practiced crooked and evil teachings, turning it into a thoroughly heretical cult.

She reached into her waist and pulled out a small black gourd. Opening the gourd, a black mist immediately gushed out of it.

Ye Bufan frowned. This black qi was extremely intense yin sha qi, its purity not inferior to the yin qi condensed in the Xuan Yin Gathering Evil Formation.

That black qi jetted out and immediately condensed into a gigantic black python, six or seven zhang long, with fangs bared and claws extended, it swept towards Ye Bufan.

"You little brat, die!"

< Xuan Ying Dao Gu's face was contorted in rage as she shouted. In her eyes, even if Ye Bufan was a mid-stage Xuan rank, he would be no match for her treasure gourd. >

"Trivial skills!"

Ye Bufan stretched out his right hand, and a refining demon bottle appeared in his palm.

The spiritual gourd was once an ancient artifact, something that even the evildoings of the Xuan Ying Daoist nun couldn't withstand.

The giant python just lunged with its teeth and claws, but it was immediately enveloped by the invisible force within the magic bottle, instantly transforming into a mass of black qi that was sucked inside.

At the same time, the black gourd in her hand exploded with a bang, turning into a ball of flames.

"This...what is this treasure"

Xuan Ying, the Daoist nun, looked at the Monster Subduing Bottle in Ye Bufan's hand, a hot gleam of greed flashing in her eyes. She realized this was the treasure that Old Dao Xuanji had his eye on.

She cried out, "Boy, if you hand over this treasure, we can wipe the slate clean between your and the Azure Cloud Sect. We'll even give you a hefty sum of money."

Although she had killed Xuanji and Xuanhuo, in her eyes the two dead men were nothing compared to the treasure.

Ye Bufan said, "You're overthinking it. I think what you should be most concerned about right now is how to get back alive, rather than coveting the treasures in my hands."

Xuan Ying's eyes, filled with greed moments before, now saw clearly her current predicament. The other party's cultivation was far superior to hers.

She shouted menacingly, "Boy, I'm from the Qingyun Sect. Do you dare to kill me"

After Ye Bufan finished speaking, his figure turned into a phantom, and with the momentum of a thunderbolt, he punched towards Xuan Ying Taoist nun.

Xuan Ying hurriedly dodged to the side, but unfortunately, her movements were still a bit slow and she was hit by Ye Bufan's punch.

Although it was just a punch, it made her spit blood on the spot and fly backwards seven or eight meters.

Xuan Ying, the Daoist priestess, disregarded the searing pain in her chest and swiftly retreated with the force of the punch, desperately fleeing towards the outside of the villa.

Ye Bufan knew very well the truth that if you don't kill a snake, it will bite you back. These evil sorcerers who always resorted to killing and stealing treasure must never be let go easily, or else there would be endless trouble in the future.

He followed closely behind, pursuing the direction in which the Xuan Ying Daoist nun had fled.

The cultivation level of the Xuan Ying Daoist Nun was originally inferior, and now that she was injured, her speed was much slower.

Seeing Ye Bufan getting closer and closer behind her, she hurriedly plunged into a nearby villa.

This villa is not far from Ye Bufan's No. 1 villa. Although it is not as large or imposing as his, it is definitely a luxurious mansion.

The surrounding walls were over two meters high, and inside was a four-story villa.

< Xuan Ying Taoist nun's figure flashed, she leaped over the high wall and went in, Ye Bufan closely followed her. >

He landed on his feet, but Xuan Ying's figure had vanished from sight. Immediately afterward, a dozen black-clad men rushed out of the villa.

These men, armed with long swords, charged at Ye Bufan without a word upon seeing him.

No wonder the Daoist nun ran to this place, it turns out she has accomplices.

Ye Bufan thought these people were arranged by Luo Wentuo, so he was merciless in his attack, rushing into the crowd of black-clad men and fighting with both fists and feet.

Screams echoed through the air, and in the blink of an eye, the black-clad figures were sent sprawling to the ground.

He charged straight into the villa without stopping.

As soon as he walked in, a flash of cold light appeared, and a dagger flew towards his chest.

"Still a master."

Ye Bufan immediately realized that this was a middle-stage Yellow Rank warrior. He dodged the stabbing dagger and punched the opponent in the chest.

That person instantly flew out like a broken sack, crashing against the wall behind them with a bang. They didn't move after landing.

Ye Bufan climbed the stairs all the way up. Although he was occasionally attacked by enemies, his divine sense served as a powerful weapon, rendering these sneak attacks useless against him.

After taking down over a dozen men in black, he reached the top floor of the building.

This is a spacious hall. In the center of the hall, there's a chair with a beautiful girl tied to it. Two menacing men in black stand beside her.

One held a dagger to the girl's delicate neck, while the other brandished a black handgun, pointing it at Ye Bufan.r stages of Mahayana, we probably wouldn't even have a chance to make a move in front of powerful cultivators, let alone be qualified to use hostages to threaten them."It's not being held hostage, you...