Ye Bufan and the others instantly appeared beside Zhang Lei, looking at the seven people who had appeared in front of them with grim expressions.
Each mask is highly recognizable.
"The Seven Deadly Sins?"
He said arrogantly and nonchalantly, "Ye Bufan, are you surprised to see us? Didn't you choose us yourself?"
Seeing that they were all grandmasters, Ye Bufan realized that they had obviously come to find him.
This is retaliation for picking on their organ trade last time!
Ye Bufan said coldly, "You do hold grudges."
Arrogantly, he said with a hint of mockery, "Of course. You are a genius. Since you have chosen to be our enemy, we will naturally give you enough respect."
With their hands outstretched, the other six made no attempt to conceal their cultivation levels.
"Well, all seven deadly sins are here. That's enough face for you, isn't it?" Arrogance said coldly. "Now, please accept your death in peace."
"Aren't you afraid of biting off more than you can chew when you talk big?"
Ye Bufan said calmly, "They are just seven grandmasters, not kings."
Having studied at the Kaitian Academy for so long, and with their bones tempered, they are now all at the ninth level, so dealing with a few grandmasters is a piece of cake.
Not to mention Ye Qianqing, who, as a member of the Sequence, possesses enough combat power to take on all seven Grandmasters single-handedly.
Shang Wu and the others glanced at it and said jokingly, "We didn't expect them to come to us like this."
Qi Jie brandished his baseball bat and said coldly, "Perfect, I haven't warmed up yet."
Han Jisheng remained silent, his figure appearing behind the Seven Deadly Sins, blocking their retreat.
The arrogant voice turned cold: "You're only at the ninth rank? I really don't know where you get your confidence. I think you can have the title of arrogance."
"Heh, but nobody wants your position," Ye Bufan said calmly. "Since you're here, stay."
As soon as the words were spoken, both sides understood.
Qi Jie charged forward, and at that moment, the angry man on the other side raised his sledgehammer and brought it down on Qi Jie.
A baseball bat facing an exaggeratedly large hammer—it seems obvious who will lose.
But the next second, accompanied by a loud bang, Anger felt a huge force of recoil on his arm, making it impossible for him to hold the hammer.
The hammer was sent flying, but Qi Jie's movements didn't slow down at all; he landed a punch on the enraged man's stomach.
Bang!
The figure was blasted away like a cannonball, losing consciousness.
Greed's expression changed slightly, but before he could utter a cry of surprise, a voice came from in front of him.
"Distraction is a major taboo," Shang Wu said calmly.
Several sword flowers bloomed in greedy eyes. Before he could react, blood gushed from his hands and feet, his tendons were severed, and he collapsed helplessly to the ground.
"How is this possible?!"
The arrogant tone couldn't be calmed down. The two grandmasters were taken down without even a single move against the ninth-level martial artist.
Seeing that things were going badly, Lu Yu was about to turn around and leave when Han Jisheng appeared silently beside him, the dagger piercing through his palm and pinning him to the ground.
"Damn it! Break through!"
Arrogance wasn't stupid; at that moment, he suddenly noticed the strangeness of these people.
Gluttony, envy, and sloth immediately unite and burst forth in one direction.
But they didn't notice that Ye Qianqing had disappeared.
Boom boom boom!
Ye Qianqing completely overwhelmed them, kicking each of them away and sending them crashing to the ground, feeling as if their bodies had been shattered.
Ye Bufan said coldly, "Originally, you didn't know when you could get rid of it if you hid it, but I didn't expect you to choose the fastest way to expose yourself."
Arrogance swallowed hard, the scene before him filling him with dread.
That's a grandmaster!
How come they can't even beat a few ninth-tier martial artists now?!
Is this still the world he knows?!
Arrogance and fear made him take a half step back, wanting to turn around and run away, but he found Han Jisheng playing with a dagger behind him.
Ye Bufan and the others had invisibly surrounded him.
“Arrogance, take off your mask,” Ye Bufan said coldly.
"No, impossible!" Arrogance seemed to realize something and roared.
"My lord! Where are you, my lord!"
His voice echoed across the grassland, causing the members of the Disaster Relief Squad to change their expressions slightly and look around warily.
Is there another ambush?
"waste."
A voice rang out, and Han Jisheng turned around abruptly, seeing a mask of compassion and empathy.
But the key point is that the fluctuations emanating from him completely surpassed those of a Grandmaster!
Conferring a title of king?!
Han Jisheng vanished instantly and returned to the group, solemnly saying, "Confer the title of King."
The men's faces darkened as they watched Kuan Rong slowly approach.
Arrogance, as if seeing a savior, ran over in a disheveled state and knelt before Forgiveness.
"My lord, they are too strange! Even a grandmaster couldn't withstand a single blow from them!" The arrogant voice was filled with terror.
He glanced coldly at the arrogant man kneeling on the ground, then shook his head: "He's too useless. It seems we still need to find someone else."
He said slowly, "Otherwise, the limelight would all go to the Creation Cult."
Ye Bufan raised an eyebrow. This guy actually wanted to compete with the Creation Cult for fame; he had quite the ambition.
Bang!
Arrogance was pulverized, but not a speck of leniency was stained.
"You're all quite good. This year's class at Kaitian Academy is full of talented people." Kuan Rong's voice was calm.
"Who are you?" Ye Qianqing frowned slightly.
"One of the seven virtues is tolerance."
With a gesture of tolerance, he slowly said, "You are quite good. How about becoming the new Seven Deadly Sins?"
"hehe."
He was met with only sneers; no one took his words seriously.
"Sigh." Bao Rong sighed, "It's alright, this is the first time I've refused, but I hope you won't refuse me three times. After all, even I have a limited patience."
"Ye Qianqing, I've heard of you."
His magnanimous figure appeared like a ray of light, and everyone watched as he instantly appeared in front of Ye Qianqing.
The latter's expression changed slightly, and he was about to draw his longsword.
But the next second, a hand grabbed her arm and casually flung her away.
Bang!
A noise came from afar, and Ye Qianqing felt sore all over.
"Now for the second time."
After establishing his authority through tolerance, he continued, "Become one of the new Seven Deadly Sins, otherwise... it's really worrying."
He paused, then turned to dodge the dagger coming from behind, and grabbed Han Jisheng's neck.
However, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes the next second. He ignored Han Jisheng, who had dodged, and instead grabbed a cane and swept it around.
Bang! Bang!
The baseball bat and the halberd came crashing down at the same time, but were caught by Kuan Rong with one hand, unable to move forward an inch.
Suddenly, Han Jisheng appeared behind him and thrust the dagger at the back of his head once more.
At the same time, a sword light shot straight from the left, and Shangwu also went all out.
Boom!
Energy erupted from Kuan Rong's body, like an explosion, carrying a terrifying impact that blasted all four of them away simultaneously.
But at that moment, a figure went against the current, wielding a long sword that shone brightly and slashed down at him.
Ye Qianqing showed no mercy, unleashing her full power in an attempt to pierce through the shield of tolerance.
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