◇ 【118】 Xi Lang VS Gong Bufan
Ye Yinze, Sun Mohui and Wu Suiyu all looked at the middle-aged man.
Gong Bufan's eyes flashed with brilliance, staring directly into Gu Juan's eyes, "According to what you said, my nephews were beaten for nothing."
Gu Juan said proudly, "I only blame myself for not being as skilled as others. Who can I blame?"
He thought it would anger Gong Bufan, but Gong Bufan thought about it and nodded, "You're right."
Ye Yinze and the other two all blushed.
Xi Lang gave his lover a reassuring look, raised his hand, and said to Gong Bufan, "Please."
The others stepped forward and leaped backwards, like shooting stars, stopping a mile away. Cultivators had a different vision than mortals; even from miles away, they could clearly see Xi Lang and Gong Bufan.
Despite his confidence in the old man and the "Record of the Slaughtering Sun Immortal," Gu Juan couldn't help but feel a bit worried. After all, this was the old man's first real battle. He let out a silent breath, his racing heart slowly returning to its normal state.
"Please." Gong Bufan's aura shifted immediately after he said this. A powerful aura instantly emanated from him, sweeping through his entire body. The overwhelming pressure surged towards Xi Lang, emanating from him.
He didn't make a move, but he also made a move.
The green grass and the surrounding trees were like being attacked by a strong wind. They were crawling on the ground in a panic, trembling and not daring to get up.
Xi Lang sank his energy into his dantian, condensing his true energy into a virtual sword. He flew to Gong Bufan, raised the sword and swung it. A white light cut through the sky, wrapped in a strong murderous aura, and headed straight for Gong Bufan.
Gong Bufan didn't know how much strength the opponent had used, but this one strike was indeed extraordinary. However, he still didn't take Xi Lang seriously. He put his hands together, fingers interlocked, and suddenly slashed forward, surging with true energy like a flood.
"boom--"
The two air currents collided violently, devouring each other, and the ground seemed to tremble.
With Xi Lang and Gong Bufan as the center, the torrential air pressure rolled in all directions, and all the flowers, plants and trees were affected and fell to the ground, forming a huge circle.
Gong Bufan was secretly surprised, and his eyes turned colder as he looked at Xi Lang. This man, as an enemy, should not be underestimated.
Ye Yinze and his three companions were not far away from Gu Juan.
Sun Mohui deliberately glanced at Gu Juan, laughed heartily, and said to Ye Yinze and the others, "Master, please be serious. Someone is going to be in trouble."
Gu Juan ignored him and stared at Xi Lang, his palms sweaty.
Gong Bufan's body was surging with true energy, and a dazzling white light wrapped around him, as if he had been carved into a huge white sword, shooting towards Xi Lang like lightning.
The fields began to tremble.
Xi Lang leaped into the air, doing something inexplicably wrong. In that instant, Gong Bufan saw a giant sun the size of an egg yolk, fearlessly hurtling toward him. Its scorching light instantly melted most of his attack, forcing it towards him head-on.
Gong Bufan was shocked. He spread his arms, straightened his forward-leaning body, stepped forward quickly, and rushed backward. Suddenly, he twisted his waist and tilted his body to the right.
Xi Lang's attack passed by him, but it still burned a piece of his left arm black, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt flesh.
That was close!
Ye Yinze and the other three were all shocked.
Wu Suiyu said bitterly, "Who are these two people from? Their skills are indeed not weak."
No one answered him.
Ye Yinze's face was very ugly. For some reason, he always felt that Gong Bufan was going to lose.
Zhou Wanzhong's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
"Boss, why don't we take this opportunity to surround and kill Chengfeng? This will not only get rid of Chengfeng, but also distract Polang."
Ye Yinze was tempted, but he didn't dare. He knew his uncle was a man who cared deeply about his reputation. Since he had agreed to a one-game match, he wouldn't allow anyone else to interfere. However, Zhou Wanzhong was a clueless person. If he could take advantage of this... He had never forgotten that thirty years ago, his master had obtained a 200-year-old ginseng root that was originally intended for him. However, because of Zhou Wanzhong's skill in flattery, the ginseng that was about to be obtained was suddenly in his hands.
As his thoughts raced, Ye Yinze came up with an idea, his eyes flashing. He looked at Zhou Wanzhong, his expression somewhat moved, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes. He then shook his head at Zhou Wanzhong and frowned, saying, "No, my uncle..."
Seeing that he also had this intention, Zhou Wanzhong immediately said, "It should be fine. Before we came here, didn't Master say that we must find out the details of these two people?"
Sun Mohui also agreed with Zhou Wanzhong, "Boss, I also think Wanzhong's idea is good. This is a good opportunity, don't miss it!"
Wu Suiyu glanced at Zhou Wanzhong, a flicker of disdain flashing across his eyes. "I second the motion."
Ye Yinze frowned and said nothing.
"Oh! Boss!" Zhou Wanzhong looked anxious, and seeing that Sun Mohui and Wu Suiyu both supported him, he simply stopped asking Ye Yinze, turned around suddenly, and shot out a sharp arrow condensed with true energy from his palm, shooting towards Gu Juan like lightning.
How could Gu Juan not be on guard against them? With a flick of his body, he easily dodged the attack. His right hand made a whip-like motion in the air, and a crescent-shaped air blade appeared out of thin air, striking Zhou Wanzhong at a speed faster than lightning.
Zhou Wanzhong had no time to dodge. The crescent moon had already reached him and silently slit his throat. Bright red blood gushed out like a fountain, accompanied by a strong smell of blood.
"Wan Zhong!"
Ye Yinze, Wu Suiyu and Sun Mohui were horrified and stepped forward to support him.
Zhou Wanzhong fell down softly, his eyes slowly turning as he looked at Gu Juan. His unwilling gaze gradually faded, "You..."
Unfortunately, he had not yet cultivated his Nascent Soul, and his soul would be shattered once his body died.
Xi Lang and Gong Bufan, who were still fighting, noticed the movement here. Their expressions changed, they separated temporarily, and looked over at the same time.
Gu Juan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Ye Yinze and the other two indifferently.
"Despicable!" Ye Yinze roared. Although he was very angry with Zhou Wanzhong, they had been brothers for more than ninety years and had no intention of killing him.
Gu Juan said calmly, "It's no match for you guys who don't keep your word and attack from behind."
Xi Lang and Gong Bufan immediately understood what was going on.
Xi Lang exchanged a look with Gu Juan from a distance, indicating that they were both indifferent. His voice was filled with sarcasm, "Senior, so this is the upbringing of the Qianshan School. I admire it."
Gong Bufan's face was as gloomy as water. He raised his voice, his voice like a bell, his tone cold and ruthless, "Ye Yinze, you guys step back."
Three sound waves hit Ye Yinze, Sun Mohui and Wu Suiyu heavily. The three of them shook slightly and passively let go of Zhou Wanzhong. They did not dare to disobey Gong Bufan's order and consciously moved half a mile away from Gu Juan.
Sun Mohui glanced back at Gu Juan, his heart sinking to the bottom. Zhou Wanzhong, like him, was in the early stages of the Heartbeat stage, yet he was killed by Gu Juan in a single blow. Could Gu Juan's strength be so terrifying? Did he hide his strength last time?
Gong Bufan glanced at Ye Yinze meaningfully, his dark eyes as sharp as a cold blade.
Ye Yinze's heart skipped a beat.
Gong Bufan withdrew his gaze, and his right hand passed across his dantian, and a sword appeared in his hand.
Low-grade spiritual sword.
"Master uncle has shown his weapon..." Sun Mohui's face looked a little bad.
Ye Yinze's face was also gloomy. He had never seen his uncle show off his weapons before. This meant that Xi Lang was difficult to deal with. But the problem was, his uncle's cultivation was obviously higher than Xi Lang's. Could it be that Xi Lang was also hiding his strength?
Xi Lang treated Gong Bufan like a whetstone. Gong Bufan's powerful attacks on him were enough to give him a sense of understanding. He immediately spoke bluntly, "Senior, there's no need to hide your strength anymore. It's not a good look to lose to someone less advanced than you in front of a few juniors."
After saying that, he also took out his weapon, the Dragon Scale Knife.
Gong Bufan's pupils shrank, "This is... this is a top-grade spiritual weapon!"
Ye Yinze, Sun Mohui and Wu Suiyu were shocked and looked at each other.
"Impossible!" Wu Suiyu exclaimed, "As far as I know, our entire cultivation world of over 8,000 people only has one top-grade spiritual weapon!"
Xi Lang didn't deny it and smiled faintly, "This is indeed a top-grade spiritual weapon. Your cultivation is higher than mine, but your weapon is inferior to mine. If you don't try your best, you will really lose."
Gong Bufan's eyes sharpened. Is there any need to say more? Kill Polang first, then Chengfeng, and this supreme spiritual weapon will be his!
Gong Bufan said nothing, raised his spirit sword, and attacked first. The spirit sword left a trail of afterimages in the air, surrounding Xi Lang.
Xi Lang didn't dare be careless. These sword shadows seemed chaotic and disorganized, but in reality, they formed a subtle trap. A single misstep could leave him injured. He soared into the air, like a dragon rising from a deep well, gripping the dragon-scale knife tightly and slashing fiercely.
"Bang--"
A ball of white light shot out from the Dragon Scale Blade, suddenly exploding with a deafening sound. Dazzling light burst out in all directions, and the myriad sword shadows instantly vanished.
The next second, Xi Lang suddenly appeared in front of Gong Bufan, and swung the dragon-scale knife straight towards his forehead, as if to split him in half.
From Gong Bufan's perspective, the upright Dragon Scale Knife turned into a silver thread, heading straight towards his face. The icy coldness and cruel murderous aura reached his nose in the blink of an eye, making him tremble with fear. He screamed and quickly dodged to the side.
But the murderous aura seemed to have consciousness, and it actually chased after him and "bite" him hard on the back, causing blood to flow.
Gong Bufan endured the severe pain and turned around to stab out with his sword.
Xi Lang flew up diagonally like a fallen leaf, easily avoiding the sword, and appeared behind Gong Bufan. In the blink of an eye, the dragon scale knife was placed on his neck.
Ye Yinze and the other two turned pale.
Gong Bufan stood up slowly and carefully, his eyes fixed on the blade, fearing that Xi Lang would cut him like Gu Juan had killed Zhou Wanzhong.
"You win."
Xi Lang looked into his eyes fiercely, not seeming to be lying, and then he slowly moved the dragon scale knife away and stretched out his left hand.
Gu Juan flew to his side and held his hand.
Ye Yinze and the other two also hurriedly came behind Gong Bufan.
Gong Bufan took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice, "What do you want to know?"
Gu Juan said, "I heard that a rare treasure will be unearthed in Sichuan Province on December 21st of this year. We would like to know what this treasure is and in which city or county in Sichuan Province it will be found."
Gong Bufan was silent for a moment. The birth of a rare treasure would cause a lot of noise. Even if he didn't say anything, Chengfeng and Polang would know about it. It would be better to tell the truth.
"Ping'an City. As for what treasure it is, no one knows."
Xi Lang warned: "I hope you are not lying, otherwise I'm afraid..."
Gong Bufan said coldly: "This old man never lies!"
Xi Lang smiled and bowed, saying, "Thank you very much. Goodbye."
As he raised his hand, the dragon scale knife floated in the air.
Gu Juan and Xi Lang flew onto the blade and flew away in an instant.
After calling Boss Niu to inform him that Ye Yinze and the others had been dealt with, Gu Juan said to Xi Lang solemnly, "Old man, I think we can start working on Brother Han and the others' cultivation."
Xi Lang put his arm around his waist and nodded, "We'll deal with this matter when we get back, then we'll retreat and prepare for the big challenge."
Besides the treasure's revelation, they also worried about their own safety. Xi Lang's exposure of the supreme spiritual weapon, the Dragon Scale Blade, was a deliberate attempt to draw attention. If Gong Bufan and the others hadn't leaked the Dragon Scale Blade to other cultivators, it would have been fine. But if they did, it's easy to imagine them becoming targets of those cultivators. But crises and opportunities coexist. They were fearless and would not retreat.
[Two updates today, 8000+ words. Yeah.]
——End of Volume 3——
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