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Chapter 1710

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As soon as the heavy sword was in his hand, an extremely cold black light suddenly burst out. It was obvious that Zhang Tian was a Half-Step Earthly Venerable Realm expert who cultivated Dark Series martial arts.

Boom!

In the next moment, the black light condensed, bringing with it a black sword light that could instantly kill a Divine Transformation Stage warrior. It directly collided with the lightning dragon shadow.

Boom!

An astonishingly loud sound reverberated across the sky in a deafening manner. The mountain below was actually shaken to the point that it began to sway slightly.

With Long Bufan's current strength, coupled with his Dragonform and Lightning Spirit Celestial Body, he was able to directly contend with a Divine Transformation Stage warrior. However, Zhang Tian's cultivation was a Half-Step Earthly Sovereign, which was even stronger than a Divine Transformation Stage warrior.

There was a difference of two levels between the two of them. If Long Bufan were to face him head-on, he would ultimately be no match for him.

Therefore, when the two attacks collided in mid-air, the serpent shadow formed by the lightning energy was unquestionably split apart by the black sword glow.

Immediately, a Yuan Power storm raged and swept out. Long Bufan's figure abruptly retreated dozens of feet in mid-air before he could stabilize himself. Under the sweeping of the Yuan Power storm, his body was covered in wounds. Fortunately, Long Bufan was currently in his Lightning Spirit form. The physical wounds did not have any substantial effect on him.

In the blink of an eye, the wounds on his body quickly healed under the circulation of lightning energy.

Long Bufan looked at Zhang Tian, who had also been forced back a couple of steps by the energy turbulence. Although Zhang Tian's body was completely unharmed, he could not help but heartily laugh towards the sky. He coldly snorted in an arrogant manner, "Damn shorty, you don't have the qualification to snatch my Soul Treasure. Ha ha …"

Hearing Long Bufan's scolding, Zhang Tian's face suddenly turned ashen. He was indeed much shorter than an ordinary person, but this was the reverse scale in his heart. It was also the shadow of his childhood when he was often teased by others. However, as his martial cultivation increased day by day, no one dared to mock him for being short to his face.

But now, Long Bufan had directly called him a "damn shorty." When these three words landed in his ears, Zhang Tian felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Bastard, how dare you call me a damn shorty!!"

Zhang Tian's eyes widened in anger. The veins on his forehead bulged as he breathed heavily. Clearly, under the provocation of Long Bufan, his heart was already extremely furious.

Zhang Tian stared fiercely at Long Bufan. His expression was extremely gloomy and cold, and there was an unconcealable thick killing intent in his eyes. He completely ignored the fleeing AK47.

The hatred of humiliation could not be forgiven. Today, there was only one result he wanted to see, and that was to make Long Bufan suffer all kinds of torture and die!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!

The exchange between Long Bufan and Zhang Tian practically happened in the blink of an eye. And at this time, the nine Heavenly Body Tier cultivators of the Zhang Clan who were guarding the material storage room below had already noticed the disturbance in the sky. In an instant, one figure after another shot up from the mountain.

"This damn brat, he actually dares to come again!"

When they saw that the person facing off against Zhang Tian was Long Bufan, the nine Zhang Clan cultivators were first astonished, then immediately became furious. Last time, when they had used the Confinement Killing Formation in the material storage room, they had originally thought that killing Long Bufan would be as easy as turning over their hand. They had not imagined that in the end, the formation would be broken by him, and he would successfully escape in front of all of them.

If news of this shame were to spread, they would definitely become laughingstocks.

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