Chapter 1360
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"This thing is called the Xuangang Compass? The name is not bad."
Long Bufan curiously played with the Xuangang Compass in his hand as he grinned.
After using the Yin-Yang Ancient Formation to dissolve the suppressive energy around him, he took the Xuangang Compass that was floating above his head into his hand.
Zhang Ling, who had just swallowed a healing pill, recovered a bit of strength with great difficulty and stood up. However, when he saw Long Bufan holding his Treasured Weapon in his hand, his expression instantly became even more unsightly. Flustered and exasperated, he fiercely roared, "Bastard, quickly return the Profound Handle Compass to me!"
Long Bufan's eyebrows twitched as he jokingly laughed, "Such a good thing, lend it to me for a while. Furthermore, it's for an indefinite period."
Hearing those words, in addition to Long Bufan's face, Zhang Ling was enraged and his injuries worsened. With a 'wah' sound, he once again spat out a large mouthful of blood.
Looking at this scene, Yang Yunfeng's expression became a little strange. He did not expect that the powerful Zhang Clan's disciple would actually be played by a small figure from a sect. If it was in the past, he would not even dare to think about it. However, it was now right in front of his eyes.
"Looks like grandfather was right. This Long Bufan is indeed not a simple person. In the future, he will definitely be a hidden dragon that rises to the heavens." Looking at Long Bufan's back, Yang Yunfeng secretly sighed in his heart. He was also secretly glad that he had chosen to help Long Bufan. Although he did not really help, he could still express his feelings towards Long Bufan through his actions.
Zhang Ling slowly wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth. He coldly stared at Long Bufan and said in a deep voice, "Brat, don't be too proud. Offending our Zhang Clan in the Shrine Pavilion, I'm afraid that your future days will not be easy. A mere hundred kills record in the Illusionary Killing Formation is not qualified for you to be so unrestrained in the Shrine Pavilion!"
Hearing Zhang Ling's thick threat, Long Bufan's eyes narrowed slightly. Faintly, a dense and cold murderous aura slowly emitted from his body as he coldly said, "Do you think that you still have the chance to go back and find someone to take revenge?"
As his voice faded, Long Bufan's mind moved slightly as the Mysterious Devil Arts began to circulate. The Blood Fiend Seal flickered with a scarlet glow as it appeared out of thin air in front of him, faintly emitting a rich smell of blood.
Ever since he had broken through, Long Bufan's Blood Murderous Seal had yet to devour the blood essence of a Heavenly Body Tier cultivator, and it was unknown what level it could evolve to. The present situation was actually a pretty good opportunity.
As for the so-called Zhang Family, with Long Bufan's character, he naturally wouldn't be frightened by Zhang Ling's words. In his previous life, when he was in the special forces, he had offended countless high-ranking officials, so he wasn't afraid of them.
Furthermore, this person before him was a scourge that could threaten his life. Leaving him alive would only be disadvantageous to him.
"Junior Brother Long, don't be rash!"
Seeing that the situation wasn't good, Yang Yunfeng frowned. The moment he shouted in a low voice, he hurriedly leaped and landed between the two parties. Then, he looked at Long Bufan and advised, "Zhang Ling is a disciple of the Zhang Family. You only need to teach him a lesson, but if you really kill him, I'm afraid that not only will you offend the Zhang Family, you will also be punished by the Shrine Pavilion's rules. It might even implicate the sect behind you."
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