Chapter 313
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Looking around at the numerous Ling Xuanwu Province disciples, Long Bufan's gaze finally landed on Lin Shuang 'er, who was also covered in blood. An apologetic look flashed across his eyes as he said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry. I've implicated all of you."
Long Bufan extended his hand and touched Lin Shuang 'er's ice-cold face. His eyes were filled with tenderness and love.
Feeling the warmth from his palm, Lin Shuang 'er's tired eyes finally had a trace of life. She looked at Long Bufan in front of her. Lin Shuang' er's snow-white skin became abnormally red. Her originally clear eyes were filled with struggle as they were gradually filled with a mist of emotions. Her body was almost filled with pure Yin energy.
In front of her, Long Bufan's entire body was emitting pure Yang energy. That feeling was like an extremely cold person seeing a warm stove. She could not help but want to pounce over.
However, she was restrained by her cold temperament.
After that, Long Bufan slowly raised his head and looked at the surrounding Ling Xuanwu Province disciples who were covered in injuries. At this moment, they were looking at him with complicated gazes. However, there was not the slightest bit of blame in their eyes for offending the Yin-Yang school and bringing about a blood calamity.
At the very least, Long Bufan did not abandon them. Facing so many strong enemies, he still bravely came to their aid without any regard for his own safety.
Long Bufan slightly frowned as he looked at all the Ling Xuanwu Province disciples and said in a cold voice, "Seniors, I, Long Bufan, will use the blood of the Yin-Yang school to repay today's blood debt!"
That voice was not loud, but it was filled with a monstrous killing intent. Many people's breathing became sluggish for a moment. Faintly, they could feel that the smell of blood between heaven and earth seemed to become even thicker.
If one were to talk about strength on the surface, Long Bufan's cultivation could not be considered too outstanding in this place where geniuses gathered. However, there was not a single person who looked down on him because of this. That was because the various things that happened before made everyone clearly understand that if they underestimated Long Bufan, that would be a foolish thing to do.
"You overestimate yourself!" Wang Yun snorted in disdain. His face was full of arrogance as he said, "With your abilities, all you can do is talk. If you know what's good for you, hand over the Seven-colored Fiery Phoenix Spear and the Advanced Rune Armor Soldier immediately. Then, kowtow to the people of Yin-Yang school and admit your mistakes. Perhaps we can let bygones be bygones."
The other Yin-Yang school disciples also laughed mockingly and looked at Long Bufan with contempt.
"This place is not bad."
However, Long Bufan ignored the numerous mocking gazes from the Yin Yang Sect. He merely swept his gaze across the vast desert and sneered, "Since this place is used as your grave, it should be worthy of your self-righteous identity."
Long Bufan narrowed his eyes and the coldness in his eyes became even more intense. Just as he finished speaking, Long Bufan's eyes suddenly turned cold and his feet stomped on the ground.
"Bang!" In an instant, Long Bufan's body was like a cannonball as it violently shot out. A cracked footprint was left on the ground where he originally stood.
"Wang Yun, be careful!" Tuo Gu's expression changed slightly when he saw this sudden scene. He immediately cried out in a deep voice.
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