Chapter 312
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After the Yin-Yang school disciple spat out a mouthful of blood, his body fell limply to the ground. Under the attack of the vibrating Yuan Power, his internal organs were shattered and his ribs were broken. To him, death was the best ending.
Long Bufan's appearance caused the battle between the two sides to pause for a moment. The originally chaotic battlefield immediately became much more restrained as the disciples from both sides locked onto that figure.
"It's actually Long Bufan? The guy who killed the Yin-Yang school's Elder and stole Tuogu's high-level Symbol Armor Soldier? "
"He actually dared to come here. Isn't he afraid of being torn to shreds by the people from the Yin-Yang school?"
"Yeah, I don't know if I should call him stupid or courageous."
…
Countless gazes were gathered on Long Bufan's figure, and everyone was talking at once.
Long before arriving, Long Bufan had already removed the Dragon Blood Demonic Soldier form. Therefore, he did not cause too much of a commotion.
"He's Long Bufan?" The head disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Qin Zifeng, also looked at Long Bufan with a bit of astonishment. However, he only glanced at him for a moment before withdrawing his gaze. He did not pay too much attention to him. He did not think that Long Bufan alone could change the situation of the battle.
Moreover, from his aura, Long Bufan was clearly a rookie who had just broken through to the Profound Gate Realm. Even Wang Yun could easily defeat him, not to mention the abnormal person from the Yin-Yang school, Tuogu, behind him.
What kind of waves could a mere Outer Hall disciple of a sect cause?
"Shuang 'er, how are you?"
Long Bufan brushed past the crowd and arrived at Lin Shuang 'er, who was protected by the disciples from Ling Xuanwu Province, and asked with concern.
"I'm … fine."
Lin Shuang 'er's mind was gradually fading away as her delicate body continued to tremble. However, a firm voice was still emitted from her mouth.
Seeing that her complexion was not right, Long Bufan frowned slightly. He reached out and grabbed Lin Shuang'er's hand. His spiritual sense entered her body and found that the true essence in her body was in disorder. The culprit was an extremely pure Yin energy.
The Primordial Core of a Xuan Men Stage ancient martial art practitioner was divided into Yin and Yang, which was beneficial for the absorption of Yin and Yang energies into a purer Primordial Core. But now, Lin Shuang'er's body had an additional extreme Yin energy, which caused the Primordial Core to absorb more Yin than Yang. This caused the circulation of the Primordial Core to become uncoordinated, and her veins and blood vessels would gradually be covered by ice.
"It's fine now, but I'll let you know later what it means to be unable to stop." Not far away, from the Yin-Yang school's camp, Wang Yun's lustful and complacent laughter could be heard. "After being hit by our Yin-Yang school's secret technique, it's useless no matter how much you resist, haha …"
Hearing these words, Long Bufan's gaze turned cold. His face was filled with a heart-chilling hostility. He glanced at Wang Yun from afar. That ice-cold gaze was like that of a ferocious beast. Even Wang Yun, who was in the middle stage of the Xuan Men Stage, felt a chill in his heart.
Immediately, Long Bufan moved his mind and transferred a surge of pure Yang energy from his Primordial Core into Lin Shuang'er's body, temporarily suppressing the violent pure Yin energy.
After doing all this, Long Bufan turned his head and looked at the remaining Ling Xuanwu Province disciples. Almost everyone's robes were stained with blood. It was unclear whether the blood belonged to them or their enemies.
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