Chapter 501
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"Get lost!"
Long Bufan's gaze hardened as he stared at the arrogant green-robed man. Accompanied by a cold shout, his right palm suddenly shot out. In an instant, an invisible Spatial Energy erupted from his palm.
"Bang!"
In mid-air, the green-robed young man's figure suddenly froze. Then, as if he had been smashed by an invisible sledgehammer, his body flew out miserably like a kite with a broken string. Finally, he landed heavily on the ground!
The green-robed young man immediately groaned in pain. A shocked expression instantly surfaced on his face.
"What happened?!"
The three Yin-Yang school disciples behind him were also stunned by this scene. Their expressions were grave as they looked at Long Bufan, who had attacked.
Why did this fellow look a little like the Long Bufan from Ling Xuanwu Province, who was on the sect's wanted list?
Not only did he look like him, he was clearly Long Bufan himself!
When they carefully observed Long Bufan's appearance, the three of them were shocked.
"Good job, sir!"
Da Meng, Bo Xiong, An Sen and the rest immediately erupted into cheers when they saw that Long Bufan had beaten the arrogant green-robed man into a miserable state with a wave of his sleeve.
"Sir?" The green-robed young man looked at Long Bufan in astonishment. He frowned and asked, "You are Long Bufan from Ling Xuanwu Province?"
"Yes, I'm back. Sorry for making you wait."
Long Bufan coldly laughed. He glanced at the green-robed young man and the three Yin-Yang school disciples behind him. His voice was indifferent as he said, "If you want to die, then come at me together!"
"Humph, what an arrogant tone!"
When they heard Long Bufan's tone, the four people's expressions turned ugly. As Inner Palace Deacon Disciples, they had always been superior to others. Now that they had been openly provoked, how could their expressions be good?
"I didn't expect a lowly Outer Palace Disciple to be so childish as to build a territory. However, with such strength, you are just a clown in front of our Yin-Yang school."
A Yin-Yang school disciple's expression was dark as he sarcastically said, "Half a month ago, we emptied the treasury. Now, there should be some savings, right? If you are not afraid of more deaths, then go ahead and hide them. "
However, just as he finished his words, Long Bufan's expression had already become unusually cold.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, he saw Long Bufan's body. Like a cheetah, he turned into a blur and rushed out of the hall at an extremely fast speed.
"Be careful!"
The expression of the green-robed young man suddenly changed. However, his cry had just left his mouth when Long Bufan's figure had already appeared in front of the Yin Yang Sect disciple who had spoken rudely in a lightning-like manner.
"Slap!" With a wave of his hand, a loud and clear sound of a slap suddenly rang out in the quiet courtyard.
Long Bufan did not show any mercy in this slap. The Yuan Power contained in his palm surged directly into the disciple's face!
That Yin-Yang school disciple's face was abnormally red and swollen from the slap. "Puchi!" Immediately, he spat out a large mouthful of blood. Within the scarlet blood, there were more than ten teeth that had been smashed by the Yuan Power. Together with the blood, they flew out.
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