Chapter 725
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Seeing this sudden attack and the death of the four Yang Clan juniors, Long Bufan's eyes abruptly darkened and became abnormally cold. Soon after, his gaze was filled with anger as he turned towards the direction of the attack.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!"
Under Long Bufan's cold gaze, numerous figures rushed over from all directions in the darkness. Like a spider web, they sealed off the area around the Blazing Mountain.
"Yin-Yang school!"
Long Bufan stared at the clothes of those people as his gaze darkened.
This was because the green robes they wore and the sun and moon sect totem on their chests were already extremely familiar to Long Bufan. Those were the sect robes of the Yin-Yang school.
Then, he quickly scanned these people with his spiritual sense. His pupils shrank, and his brows furrowed into a deep frown.
He found that among the people sent by the Yin Yang Sect this time, there was a master who had reached the fourth level of the Divine Sea Realm and two masters who were at the third level of the Divine Sea Realm. In addition, the rest of the people were all at the second level of the Divine Sea Realm.
This lineup was truly a little terrifying.
Long Bufan understood that these people should be the core strength of the Yin-Yang school.
"I didn't think that the Yin-Yang school would actually send so many experts to kill me. Such a valiant lineup, isn't it a little too much for me?"
Long Bufan bitterly laughed in his heart as he gazed at the powerful auras emitted by the numerous figures that were floating in the air. He was also somewhat puzzled. He had been extremely careful and secretive when he went out this time. How could his whereabouts have been leaked? How could he let the Yin-Yang school know that he was in the Lightning Flame Mountain Range?
As this thought flashed through his mind, Long Bufan suddenly thought of the Talisman Puppet Sect's Luo Ming. These days, he had a conflict with that guy and had fought in the Lightning Flame Mountain Range. It was inevitable that some information would be leaked.
In addition, he had snatched Luo Ming's storage bag, which had deepened the other party's resentment.
Therefore, apart from him, Long Bufan could not think of anyone else.
"Looks like I'll have to dig up the roots in the future."
Long Bufan sighed in his heart. He had a deeper understanding of the importance of the ancient teachings left behind by the Old Ancestor.
"I've heard that there's an ancient treasure trove in the Thunderflame Mountain Range, but I never imagined that it would actually be buried in the Blazing Mountain Range. It's really a case of traveling far and wide in search of something, only to find it by chance. Long Bufan, it's all thanks to you this time. Hahaha …"
The one who spoke was the middle-aged man at the fourth level of the Divine Sea. He gloomily stared at Long Bufan and savagely grinned. But as his eyes turned towards the entrance of the treasure trove, there was an unconcealable greed in his eyes.
This person's name was Teng Song. He was only forty years old, but he was already the Hall Master of the Yin-Yang school's Duty Hall.
Upon hearing Teng Song's words, Long Bufan's expression changed slightly. He seemed to have thought of something as he looked at the sinister smile on that person's face.
Could it be that these fellows had already discovered his, Yang Liya's and the rest's tracks in the Blazing Mountain Range, and had purposely used some special method to secretly follow them from behind?
In the end, they had waited until the five of them had found the location of the treasure trove and activated the formation before suddenly launching an attack, killing two birds with one stone.
As he thought of this, Long Bufan's eyes gradually turned dark and cold.
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