Chapter 287
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"Who are you? Get out of here, or I'll kill you." Bliss covered his chest with his hand. Blood was still dripping from his lips.
He was one of the ten successors of the Hehuan Sect. He had never been humiliated like this before. He was furious.
Monk Lamp Grass looked at Zhuo Bufan cautiously. He squinted his eyes and looked her up and down. He had already made up his mind. Level three of Qi cultivation?
At this moment, Lian Shijian also saw the figure in the sandstorm. It was getting closer and closer. His face became clearer and clearer. Her eyes immediately turned red. She called out in surprise, "Young Master."
This person was Zhuo Bufan.
Eight hundred meters away from here was the pool where Zhuo Bufan and Mo Susu rested. Just now, Zhuo Bufan sensed the Spiritual Qi on the bracelet, so he followed them here. He would only give a ritual implement that he made to the people closest to him.
Zhuo Bufan was also surprised to see Lian Shijian. He didn't expect that Lian Shijian would follow him to Lop Nor.
"So you are the son of a little beauty. Which family are you from?" Bliss narrowed his eyes and stared coldly at Zhuo Bufan.
Monk Lamp Grass didn't say a word. He was already thinking in his heart. The bracelet in Lian Shijian's hand was obviously a ritual implement. Maybe it was given to her by this young master. This meant that this young man might have other treasures in his family.
"The second son of the Zhuo family in Qingzhou." Zhuo Bufan said lightly.
Bliss was surprised. The Zhuo family in Qingzhou?
"The Zhuo family in Qingzhou? I've never heard of it. It can't be a famous family, right? "Bliss said suspiciously.
Monk Lamp Grass suddenly said, "Young Master, have you forgotten that the Zhuo family is a dog of our Hehuan Sect?"
"Oh, I remember now. The Zhuo family begged us to be our dog. I didn't expect the second son of the Zhuo family to be so arrogant. He wanted to kill me the moment we met." Bliss laughed.
Hearing their conversation, Zhuo Bufan frowned.
The Zhuo family was a dog of the Hehuan Sect? Could it be that Zhuo Luo had secretly submitted himself to the Hehuan Sect?
"Now, kneel down and kowtow 999 times to me. Then, crawl away and I can spare your life," Bliss said while laughing out loud.
Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan moved. She clenched her fist and punched Bliss in the face. Bliss was sent flying, leaving a long trench in the sand.
Monk Lamp Grass took off the Buddhist beads around his neck, "You are only at the third stage of Qi cultivation. If you don't stop now, I will kill you today."
Zhuo Bufan stared at him coldly, "Didn't you want to kill me a long time ago? Isn't it common sense and the rule of the cultivation world to kill others for their treasures? "
"Uncle Lamp Grass, kill him." Bliss's face was covered with blood. He had been too careless. He didn't expect Zhuo Bufan to have such strength.
"If that's the case, then don't blame me for being impolite. Hehuan Demonic Hymn!" Uncle Lamp Grass shouted. The Buddhist beads in his hand immediately flew out. A total of 18 beads floated above Zhuo Bufan.
Monk Lamp Grass chanted the Buddhist hymn. The 18 Buddhist beads immediately emitted a dazzling light like stars. Waves of Buddhist hymn entered Zhuo Bufan's spiritual sea and set off monstrous waves.
This was a musical attack spell. It attacked the enemy's spiritual sea. To put it simply, the spiritual sea was the divine sense.
Zhuo Bufan frowned. This old monk's strength was actually at the fifth stage of Qi cultivation. No wonder he was so fearless.
However, Zhuo Bufan was depressed. Why was her strength suppressed after entering Lop Nor but these people's strength was not.
When the old monk saw Zhuo Bufan standing there like a piece of wood, he laughed and said, "Benefactor, I have already advised you. You are courting death. You can't blame me. Oh, Amitabha."
Bliss crawled up and clenched his right fist. His fist emitted a golden light. He shouted, "Vajra Demon Fist!"
After saying that, he punched towards Zhuo Bufan's face. Just when the two thought that the outcome was decided, Zhuo Bufan suddenly moved. He grabbed Bliss's fist and pulled hard. A bloody fist flew into the sky and landed on the sand not far away.
"Evil creature … How dare you hurt Mister Bliss." Monk Lamp Grass was shocked. His Demonic Hymn attack was actually useless against Zhuo Bufan.
Zhuo Bufan had 300 years of cultivation experience. His spiritual power was far beyond that of an ordinary person. A small Demonic Hymn attack was like an egg hitting a stone.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang …"
The eighteen Buddhist beads in the air exploded inch by inch and turned into powder.
Zhuo Bufan's figure flashed and slapped the old monk's chest. The old monk flew out like a kite with a broken string. He spat out a mouthful of blood. Zhuo Bufan used her hand as a knife and chased after him. She cut off his head and burned his body into nothing with a ball of flame.
Ji Le turned pale with fright when he saw that. His expression changed abruptly. Suddenly, he took out a golden bead from his bosom and swallowed it. In an instant, his momentum changed, and he ran away into the distance.
Even Monk Lamp Grass was easily killed by Zhuo Bufan. He knew that even if he relied on the golden bead his grandfather gave him, he would not be able to defeat Zhuo Bufan. The only thing he could think of now was to escape!
Lian Shijian stood still. Everything happened too fast. She did not even have time to react.
"Wait for me here." Zhuo Bufan said. Two rays of light shot out from her eyes. She stared at the direction in which Bliss escaped and chased after him.
After running for three thousand meters, Zhuo Bufan rode the wind and clenched her fists. "Sun and Moon Enlightened Fist!"
From a distance of a hundred meters, two fists in the shape of a flower made of Spirit Qi directly hit Ji Le's back. Ji Le's entire body was sent flying. His back caved in and his chest bulged out. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he fell to the ground.
Zhuo Bufan chased after him. She stared at him coldly as if he was a lamb.
"You … You can't kill me … I am a disciple of the Hehuan Faction. My grandfather is the sixth elder … I am …" Bliss spat out blood as he spoke. His eyes were filled with horror.
"I hate it when people touch the people around me. You will die." Zhuo Bufan opened her hand and threw a ball of red flame at Bliss.
"Ah … No … I don't want to die …"
Bliss screamed at the top of his lungs. His whole body was slowly disappearing into nothingness. At that moment … a golden light suddenly shot up into the sky like an arrow.
"How dare you run!" Zhuo Bufan's eyes darkened. She threw a talisman at the golden bead. The golden bead staggered for a moment, then continued to fly towards the north.
Zhuo Bufan frowned. "I can't believe he ran away. This golden bead is a third-rank magical item. It seems like it was given to him by his elders to save his life."
When he returned to the original spot, Lian Shijian was still waiting for him.
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