Chapter 1616
Words:868Update:23/01/27 01:50:14
When the Fire Scale Pavilion disciple was violently pulled into the arena by the black Origin Power threads, 14 Origin Power attacks followed closely behind, shooting toward Long Bufan at an even faster speed.
"Get down!"
However, Long Bufan's eyes narrowed slightly in the face of the 14 people's joint attack. With a thought, he directly activated the battle form of the Dark Four-winged Dragon Blood Demon General. The Rainbow Battle Armor also appeared on the surface of his body.
Bang!
In an instant, extremely violent and ferocious Origin Energy of Darkness whistled out. It condensed into the image of a black colored enormous hammer that smashed down fiercely. It actually blasted apart all the attacks that were coming at him.
As the attacks were destroyed, the raging energy turbulence also directly forced the 14 Shrine Pavilion disciples back.
After landing on the ground, although they were not injured, a ghastly pale look of shock appeared on their faces. Wasn't this brat only at the Heavenly Body Tier? How could he have such powerful strength?!
He blocked the attacks of 14 cultivators with a single attack. What kind of concept was this?!
One had to know that among them, there were two people who were half a step in the Divine Transformation Tier. However, under the joint attack of these people, even if it was a hasty attack, the power of their combined attack was not to be underestimated.
However, Long Bufan easily blocked it, and there were even signs of him having the upper hand.
This scene also caused the many Shrine Pavilion disciples watching from outside the arena to suddenly burst into an uproar. Their eyes were filled with disbelief.
At this moment, the Fire Scale Pavilion disciple had already been pulled onto the Blood Martial Arena by Long Bufan, and his throat was grabbed.
"Long Bufan, what are you trying to do?! If you touch me now, you'll be breaking the rules! "
The Fire Scale Pavilion disciple's face turned red as he shouted loudly when Long Bufan grabbed his throat with a palm.
As he shouted, a deep sense of fear surged in his heart. This was because he realized that under Long Bufan's palm, no matter how hard he tried to circulate the Origin Power in his body, he could not break free from Long Bufan's grasp.
This palm was like an iron clamp, tightly locking onto his neck. With just a thought, it could break his bones at any time.
It was obvious that Long Bufan's strength far surpassed his.
Long Bufan smiled coldly and said, "You and I already agreed to fight on the Blood Martial Arena. This isn't a real competition, so how is this a violation?"
"Why not? Your first opponent is Zhang Huayun!"
Seeing Long Bufan's demonic sneer, the Fire Scale Pavilion disciple panicked. However, he still continued to roar.
"Noisy!"
A densely cold voice was emitted from Long Bufan's mouth as a palm wind that was filled with wild and violent energy ruthlessly swung towards the face of the Fire Scale Pavilion disciple without mercy!
"Pa!"
A clear sound rang out as the left side of the Fire Scale Pavilion disciple's face instantly swelled up. Long Bufan's palm, which was infused with Yuan Power, had actually shattered all of his teeth into dust.
"Urgh!"
Blood churned as the Fire Scale Pavilion disciple's blood mixed with the powder of his teeth sprayed out from his mouth. His eyes rolled back, and he almost fainted. His mouth was moaning, but no one knew what he was saying.
This chaotic scene that occurred in an instant caused everyone present to be stunned. Even the black robed deacons, who were in charge of maintaining order outside the arena, finally reacted.
However, even though they had reacted, they did not step onto the stage to stop Long Bufan's actions.
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