The conversation between Qin Lang and Lu Chuxue made Wang Bufan very angry.

Such ambiguous words.

In Wang Bufan's opinion, Qin Lang and Lu Chuxue have a close relationship.

He also confirmed his speculation that Qin Lang had bumped into him on purpose.

"You two, have you had enough of flirting?"

Wang Bufan shouted at Qin Lang.

This kid from a barbarian land, relying on his cultivation in the Purple Mansion Realm, dares to charge at him with all his strength?

He couldn't even break the protective magic weapon given by his father, yet he dared to be so arrogant?

Or even ignore him?

Qin Lang, who was originally thinking about how to get rid of Lu Chuxue, was delighted when he heard Wang Bufan's words.

"You go back first. I just bumped into someone and I want to apologize."

Qin Lang urged Lu Chuxue to leave.

However, in Wang Bufan's eyes, Qin Lang let Lu Chuxue leave in order to ensure Lu Chuxue's safety.

"No! None of you can leave!"

Wang Bufan’s eyes were wide open with anger, and his originally ugly face became even uglier because of his anger.

Qin Lang was speechless.

He begged and pleaded with everyone to get Lu Chuxue to leave.

But this ugly man in front of him wouldn't let Lu Chuxue leave?

"Come here, I have something to tell you."

Qin Lang walked in front of Wang Bufan and hooked his finger at him.

Then he walked into an alley.

Wang Bufan was burning with rage. Relying on the many magic weapons he had, he chased after him.

Lu Chuxue, who was standing at the door of the Alchemy Hall, looked at this scene and suddenly had stars in her eyes.

"So manly..."

She watched the two people walk into the alley, immersed in the fantasy of being the one being jealous.

In the alley.

Qin Lang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Lu Chuxue did not follow him.

Looking at Wang Bufan who followed him, he said apologetically:

"I'm sorry I bumped into you just now. I didn't mean to do that."

Just now he felt that he had lightly touched Wang Bufan, and thought that the apology probably did not involve saying anything.

But Wang Bufan didn't think so.

"You little brat, don't you want to be a hero and save the damsel in distress? Why did you ask me to come here? What do you want to say?"

There was disdain in his eyes.

Although his cultivation is weak.

But it did not affect his contempt for Qin Lang.

He has many magic weapons given by the Cangshan Sword Master.

It is extremely easy to deal with a small ant like Qin Lang in the Purple Mansion Realm.

"A hero saves a beautiful girl?"

Qin Lang was a little confused.

He had no such idea at all.

Since coming to this world, he has always chosen to protect himself and stay out of things that do not concern him.

How could I possibly do something like a hero saving a beautiful girl?

"No, no, I don't have that thought."

He waved his hands repeatedly, denying the role of a hero saving the damsel in distress.

"Oh!"

Wang Bufan sneered.

He took out a long sword from the storage space.

This long sword is a mid-grade spiritual weapon.

Although it is not the best treasure he has.

But using a mid-grade spiritual weapon to deal with a kid in the Purple Mansion Realm was like a butcher knife to kill a chicken in his opinion!

"Boy, if you dare to hit me, I will let you know what cruelty is!"

Wang Bufan had a fierce look in his eyes and a long sword in his hand as he slowly walked towards Qin Lang.

Qin Lang looked at Wang Bufan, then looked at the sword in Wang Bufan's hand.

He felt that this Wang Bufan seemed to have some strange disease.

How can you pretend to be a peerless swordsman with a toy sword?

He could tell at a glance that the sword in Wang Bufan's hand was even worse than the rusty Wuque Sword.

"You are not young anymore, why are you still playing with this kind of toys?"

Qin Lang complained helplessly.

He bent down and grasped the blade of the sword in Wang Bufan's hand.

Looking at Qin Lang approaching, Wang Bufan felt contempt in his heart.

As expected of the barbarians from Yunzhou, they actually dared to confront a mid-grade spiritual weapon head-on. They really don’t know how to live or die!

Thinking of this, he raised his sword and stabbed towards Qin Lang's chest.

Qin Lang frowned.

"I told you not to play with this kind of toy, but you still took it seriously?"

He complained and reached out to catch the sword that Wang Bufan was stabbing at him.

The sword blade was still a few inches away from Qin Lang's chest.

But with the sword blade in his hand, he couldn't move forward an inch.

Wang Bufan was a little surprised.

I wondered if the person in front of me was practicing some abandoned body-building method?

Why can a cultivator in the Purple Mansion Realm catch a blade with his bare hands?

The most important thing is that the sword in his hand is a mid-grade spiritual weapon!

"Let me go!"

Wang Bufan was a little anxious.

He realized that the man in front of him was a little difficult to deal with.

Although he has many magic weapons.

But his cultivation level is not much higher than Qin Lang's.

The reason why he can do whatever he wants in Qiongzhou is because he has a good father.

And there are people following him.

But now Shadow has gone to the Locking Immortal Gate.

Qi Jian had died long ago, and he alone was no match for Qin Lang.

"It's just a toy, why are you taking it so seriously?"

Qin Lang curled his lips.

He folded it casually.

The middle-grade spiritual sword in Wang Bufan's hand broke into several pieces with a "crackling" sound.

The sword fragments fell to the ground with a clanking sound.

This scene made Wang Bufan tremble.

That’s a mid-grade spiritual weapon!

Destroy a mid-grade spiritual weapon with bare hands.

Is this something that someone at the same Purple Mansion Realm as him can do?

Why is it that even though he is in the Purple Mansion Realm, he can’t even destroy a magic weapon, let alone a spiritual weapon!

Moreover, it is a rare mid-grade spiritual weapon!

"No, don't come over here..."

Wang Bufan let go of the broken sword, turned around and took out another copper bell from his arms.

This is the most powerful magic weapon bestowed by his father - the Soul-Catching Bell!

The grade of the magic weapon is a top-grade spiritual weapon.

It is much more powerful than the sword that was just broken by Qin Lang.

Qin Lang looked at the bell that Wang Bufan took out and felt that this thing was similar to the broken cattail leaf fan lying in his storage space.

"Do you sell this thing?"

He looked at Wang Bufan and asked, moving closer step by step.

If it's similar to a palm-leaf fan, if you can buy it here and then sell it at an auction house, you might be able to make a profit from the difference.

Wang Bufan was timid and he didn't understand what Qin Lang meant.

Looking at Qin Lang approaching step by step.

He quickly rang the soul-calling bell.

Although his spiritual power is not strong.

But a top-grade spiritual weapon has power in itself.

Even though he was only at the Purple Mansion Realm, it was no problem for him to deal with a Dan Palace Realm cultivator with the help of a top-grade spiritual weapon.

What's more, Qin Lang is only at the Purple Mansion Realm.

"Ding-ling-ling-ling..."

The soul-catching bell was shaking in Wang Bufan's hand.

There was ruthlessness and expectation in his eyes.

When the soul-catching bell rings, the person who is hit will become confused, staggering, uneasy, and weak all over, and eventually collapse to the ground.

However, Qin Lang in front of him seemed to be nothing happened and continued to approach him.

This made Wang Bufan terrified.

"Why! Why are you immune to this ringtone!"

He asked incredulously.

"immunity?"

Qin Lang was stunned.

“I’m not immune.”

He could hear the ringtone and felt that there was nothing wrong with it. It sounded quite nice.

Wang Bufan's pupils contracted, and Qin Lang seemed like a monster in his eyes.

He was clearly only at the Purple Mansion realm, but he was able to destroy his mid-grade spiritual weapon with his bare hands.

It is even immune to the sound of the soul-capturing bell, a top-grade spiritual weapon.

And he was able to speak so calmly when the bell rang.

What kind of monster is this person in front of me...

The frightened Wang Bufan staggered back step by step.