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Chapter 1212

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Seeing Long Bufan's actions, the dozen or so Black Robed Deacons around Raymond mistakenly thought that Long Bufan wanted to take the opportunity to attack. They immediately drew their swords and pointed at Long Bufan with a murderous aura.

"Stop!" Raymond suddenly shouted and stopped them from attacking. Then, he looked at Long Bufan in surprise. He felt that this person's voice was very familiar.

"Hmm?" A cold murderous aura rushed towards him. Long Bufan suddenly stopped in his tracks. He finally understood that they were not joking.

But, this was not scientific!

Don't tell me that everyone doesn't recognize me?

While Long Bufan was feeling bewildered, the fire phoenix's mocking voice suddenly rang out in his mind, "Tsk, with your current appearance, if I am not with you every day, it is extremely likely that I would not be able to recognize you."

Hearing these words, Long Bufan was stunned for a moment. He hurriedly released his spiritual sense to cover himself. His appearance and clothes were also completely reflected in his mind in an instant.

And with this look, Long Bufan was instantly dumbfounded. The first thought in his mind was, "Damn, how did I become such a beggar?!"

At this moment, his clothes were tattered and his hair was disheveled. Nearly a year of not shaving also covered his face. This image was exactly like a sloppy beggar.

"During the time when I was training in the Hundred Sect Battlefield, I really didn't pay attention to my image." Long Bufan laughed at himself. Previously, as he was in a hurry to rush back, he forgot to tidy himself up. Now that he looked like this, it was no wonder that Raymond and the rest could not recognize him.

Immediately, Long Bufan took a deep breath and said slowly, "Second brother, it's me. Your boss, Long Bufan, is back."

When he heard this voice that he had not heard for a long time, Lei Meng's tall and sturdy body could not help but tremble. He looked at Long Bufan in bewilderment as he asked in a hoarse and deep voice, "Boss?"

"That's not right. Our boss already died in the Hundred Sect Battlefield half a year ago. How could he still be alive!?" However, he fiercely shook his head. His eyes were red as he looked at Long Bufan. He angrily shouted, "You bastard, you actually dare to come to Ling Xuanwu Province to play tricks on us. Even if my boss was still alive, how could he be so sloppy?"

The dozen or so black-robed deacons also shouted with righteous indignation, "That's right, you dare to impersonate our Junior Brother Long and insult him with this appearance. Are you tired of living?"

Since Long Bufan won glory for the sect in the Hundred Sect Battlefield half a year ago, he had become a hero respected by all the younger generation of the sect. However, at this moment, a beggar-like guy suddenly ran over and claimed that he was Long Bufan.

As the saying goes, the dead should be respected. Humiliating the hero in their hearts like this was no doubt touching their reverse scale.

In an instant, a murderous aura that was even colder than before suddenly spread out. The dozen or so black-robed deacons, including Raymond, had their murderous aura completely locked onto Long Bufan.

Long Bufan was startled. It seemed that everyone had mistakenly thought that he had died in the Hundred Sect Battlefield …

"Wait a minute." When Long Bufan saw that they were about to fight, he immediately shouted. Then, he raised his hand to wipe his face. Tiny purple electric arcs flashed between his fingers and immediately circled around the corner of his mouth. All of the dense beard was burned, quickly revealing his original appearance.

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