Chapter 1628: Corpse Garment

y side with the other party He didn't understand why she would speak up for them.“What’s so good about being Chinese Soon, I won’t be one anymore.” Cao Xiaowan said, “In a few days, I’ll be a princess...As soon as the words left his mouth, a blade of light slashed through the air, finally converging into a gigantic sword shadow several dozen meters long. It descended with an overwhelming chill.

Faced with this earth-shattering and awe-inspiring strike, Ye Bufan still had a faint smile on his lips, not taking it to heart at all.

The opponent's strength is indeed formidable, and this strike is incredibly sharp. An ordinary Martial Saint stage expert could only temporarily avoid its edge, but against me, it was still far from enough.

As the blade drew closer, he extended his right hand, the Dragon's Tooth appearing in his palm. It then transformed into a flurry of golden light and charged forward to meet it.

Two enormous blades collided, producing a earth-shattering clang of metal on metal. The sharp blade force swept outwards, instantly shredding the flowers and plants in the courtyard into a cloud of debris.

Then came a sharp crack, the blade vanished, and Zheng Shixun felt a jolt in his hand. To his astonishment, he found himself clutching only the hilt of the knife.

This astonished him greatly, you see, this sword and the previous fragment of martial arts technique were both found in an ancient tomb. Though nameless, it was undoubtedly an invincible blade.

Over so many years of battle, this blade has destroyed countless swords. I never expected it to be destroyed like this today.

Those Zheng family members, who had originally been expecting to cheer loudly, were taken aback by this outcome. Not only did they fail to gain any advantage, but they also ended up ruining their own swords.

Could it be that kid is even more capable than the big boss These people immediately dismissed this idea, it was impossible. At most, he had only gained an advantage because of the sword in his hand.

For so many years, the Zheng family's ancestor has been an invincible existence in their minds, absolutely unbeatable.

Zheng Shixun looked up and saw the blade in Ye Bufan's hand gleaming with gold, showing no signs of wear.

"Boy, hand over your sword, and I might just let you keep your life."

"Old man, you're thinking too much, go die!"

Ye Bufan sneered inwardly, even at this time, this old guy still wanted to covet his own treasure sword.

With a roar, Ye Bufan shot towards Zheng Shixun like an arrow leaving the string, a deafening sonic boom tearing through the air.

At the same time, the dragon tooth in his hand erupted with a golden light once again, carrying a fierce killing intent and slashing down from above.

Zheng Se-hun's face changed slightly, his figure dodging like a ghost in an instant. A golden blade flashed, directly cleaving through the hard marble floor, creating a fissure several meters long.

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the ravines.

Seeing this, the Zheng family members one by one revealed expressions of astonishment and fear, hurriedly retreating, afraid that they might be accidentally shredded into pieces by the sharp blade energy.

Jung Se-hoon steadied himself, his pupils involuntarily contracting slightly.

"Boy, no wonder you dared to come to our Zheng family for trouble, so you're also a martial sage."

But you have provoked the Zheng family. Even if you are a martial saint, today is your death day.

"Old man, you talk too much nonsense."

Ye Bufan stopped talking nonsense with him, teleported instantly, and in the blink of an eye, he was behind Zheng Shixun. His dragon tooth slashed past like lightning.

"This... what kind of martial arts is this"

Jeong Se-hoon was startled. His fighting style came from an ancient tomb and was as quick as a ghost. For so many years, no one had ever been able to surpass him in terms of speed and agility.

Compared to the young people today, one's own speed is utter trash. Before they could even react, they were already behind them.

Ye Bufan's movements were incredibly fast, the opponent didn't even have time to dodge, and Longya landed squarely on Zheng Shixun's back.

But to his surprise, the usually invincible dragon tooth met with resistance this time. The entire blade seemed to be stuck in a bog, unable to unleash its full power.

And at this moment, Zheng Shixun, empowered by the force of the blade, flew forward tens of meters, emerging completely unharmed.

"This clothes is weird!"

Ye Bufan's gaze fell upon Zheng Shixun's black robe.

“Kid, you’re actually quite skilled. But you won’t be able to kill me.”

Zheng Shixun was first shocked, then a smug expression appeared on his face. He flicked his robe sleeve, and the black robe swelled up, as if being blown by a fan.

Then, a wave of chilling coldness emanated from it. Black mist swirled around as ghastly faces began to appear, contorted in expressions of malice.

Those faces were hideous, contorted together, gnashing their teeth incessantly, as if they were the ghosts crawling out of the Netherworld.

Ye Bufan's expression changed drastically, and he shouted, "This is a corpse shroud! Old man, how many heinous things have you done"

He originally guessed that Zheng Shixun practiced a sinister technique, but he didn't expect it to be so evil.

"Kid, I didn't expect you to have any knowledge, to even recognize a corpse shroud."

Zheng Sehun not only felt no guilt, but instead laughed proudly.

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"This shroud took my entire life's work, decades to be precise. It required the lives of 108 virgin girls and an immeasurable amount of materials to create."

It can be said to be invulnerable to swords and spears, impervious to fire and water. Even if you have divine weapons, what's the use In the end, you still won't hurt me a bit.

After finishing his words, his figure flashed, and he punched towards Ye Bufan's face.

His punch was awe-inspiring, wide and sweeping, utterly disregarding defense, entrusting all protection to the corpse armor he wore.

Ye Bufan's figure flashed again, using his teleportation to dodge the palm strike. Afterward, the Dragon's Tooth in his hand slashed towards Zheng Shixun.

This strike was far more ferocious than the last, sending him flying dozens of meters away. Yet it still failed to harm him.

The opponent's shroud was truly formidable, its surface covered in sinister energy. Once a dragon tooth slashed down, it felt like sinking into a swamp; no matter how sharp the blade, the sinister energy devoured it, leaving not an ounce of power to be exerted.

"Boy, did you see that I told you this sword of yours is useless. Today, old man has achieved an invincible position, you are destined to die!"

Zheng Seoxun let out a burst of triumphant laughter. Since Longya couldn't even harm him, it meant the opponent had no way to deal with him.

After that, he launched into another frenzied attack, paying no attention to defense whatsoever. He knew the opponent couldn't hurt him.

The two exchanged blows for over a dozen moves. Ye Bufan struck again and again, but he still couldn't break through the Shi Yi's armor defense.

"Kid, it's useless, you can't hurt me."nds."Okamoto said, "It's okay, you can use the motorcycle freely. We'll be waiting here for your good news. It might be a bit of an inconvenience."He wore a kind smile on his face, but in his heart he...