Chapter 1791 Bad Reviews

Luo Yudie pulled Ye Bufan and jumped off the horned horse as well, as it was inconvenient to fight with horses nearby.

"Little brother, stay by my side and don't move around.

Sister will protect you in a bit."

In her opinion, Ye Bufan was at most in the Nascent Soul Initial Stage and completely incapable of fighting against these Soul Transformation Stage powerhouses.

"Protect Young Miss Luo!"

Du Lang roared, swinging the longsword in his hand with incredible sharpness, repelling the Bald man and two other Soul Transformation Stage powerhouses with a single strike.

Then he leaped, arriving directly beside Luo Yudie.

The other guards did the same, forming a circle to protect her in the center.

Meanwhile, Ye Bufan suddenly felt an invisible force, and then he was sent flying into the air, dozens of meters away, the one who struck was Du Lang.

Fortunately, he reacted in time, adjusted his posture, and landed steadily on the ground.

Luo Yudie immediately became furious: "What are you doing?"

Du Lang said coldly: "Yudie Meimei, it is only right for me to protect you, but what is that boy, and what right does he have to be protected by us?"

"No, he is my brother, you all move aside, I want to be with him."

Luo Yudie said as she tried to rush out, but she was blocked back by several guards.

Du Lang hadn't expected her to care so much about that boy, and his expression grew even colder, with killing intent flashing in his eyes.

"Yudie, you need to understand, he's just a stranger, completely unrelated to us, and we have no obligation to protect him."

Ye Bufan had seen it clearly: Du Lang wanted to take this opportunity to eliminate him.

A cold smile involuntarily curled at the corner of his mouth.

Since you want to play, then let's play.

He transmitted a message: "Sister, don't come over.

Master is nearby, I won't be in danger."

Luo Yudie was startled at first, then said nothing more.

She knew that Ye Bufan had an extraordinary Master behind him, and since he was nearby, he wouldn't let her Little brother be in danger.

"Attack!"

The Bald man had already led his people over, surrounding Luo Yudie and the others, launching a furious assault.

Du Lang, holding his treasured sword, was majestic and formidable, slaughtering in all directions, leading his guards to block all attacks.

The cold smile at the corner of Ye Bufan's mouth grew even wider.

Although the fight between the two sides looked incredibly intense, they both maintained excellent control, and after fighting for a long time, not a single person was injured.

Suddenly, the Bald man's ear twitched slightly, and then he led his people to retreat.

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"Brothers, this side is too troublesome, let's deal with that pretty boy first."

Then he waved his hand, and immediately two of his subordinates rushed towards that side.

Both of these individuals had already reached the Soul Transformation Stage and paid no mind to Ye Bufan, who was only in the Nascent Soul Stage.

The one rushing in front swung the longsword in his hand, which transformed into a dazzling rainbow, and an incredibly sharp Sword Qi stabbed towards his chest.

"Little brother, be careful!"

Although she knew Ye Bufan had someone protecting him, Luo Yudie couldn't help but warn him.

Killing intent flickered in Du Lang's eyes, wishing to see that person's sword pierce through the boy's chest.

The bandit's eyes also revealed a fierce glint, his longsword growing faster and faster, with an incredibly strong killing intent.

Ye Bufan stood there unmoving, a faint smile on his face, as if he hadn't even seen the sword.

Just when everyone thought he was doomed, a figure suddenly flashed, and a Black-Clothed Man blocked in front of the bandit, throwing a punch in mid-air.

Before anyone could react to what was happening, the fist collided with the treasured sword, and with a crisp crack, the longsword in the bandit's hand was forcefully shattered into two pieces by that punch.

The punch's momentum did not diminish, directly striking the bandit's chest.

With a sudden explosive sound, the originally fierce bandit was blasted into fragments by a single punch.

"Uh…"

Everyone present was stunned, nobody expected this Black-Clothed Man to be so powerful; that was a Divine Rank powerhouse, yet he was instantly annihilated with one punch.

The one who struck was naturally Ye Erlang.

After dealing with the first bandit, without any hesitation, he threw another punch at the one behind him.

That person was completely stunned by the scene before him, and before he could even react, a fist as big as a casserole had already arrived in front of him.

This guy was forced into a corner, it was too late to run, so he could only meet it with a punch of his own.

The two fists collided, and with the sound of cracking bones, the bandit's arm was forcefully shattered into pieces.

Then, his entire body flew backward like a ball, his chest caved in, and he died spitting blood.

Ye Bufan stood by, watching Erlang slaughter in all directions with a faint smile.

Compared to Heavenly Corpse Ye Tian, Erlang's strength was not inferior at all; not only did he possess an immortal body, but his combat power was enough to instantly kill a Soul Transformation Stage Peak powerhouse.

The people nearby, however, were not in such a good mood.

Seeing this suddenly appearing Black-Clothed Man

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punching one by one, instantly killing two subordinates, the Bald man's eyes widened in utter shock.

Du Lang was even more so.

He had originally thought that killing this boy, who was only in the Nascent Soul Stage, would be as simple as crushing an ant, but he never expected such a turn of events.

Although Luo Yudie was mentally prepared, she was still shocked by the scene before her.

This Black-Clothed Man is so powerful, is he Little brother's Master?

Why does he not quite look like it?

"Attack together, kill him!"

The Bald man, who had recovered, roared furiously, directing his seven or eight subordinates to charge towards Ye Bufan's side.

Originally, he thought that many ants could bite an elephant to death; even if one or two people were not opponents, everyone working together would always have some chance.

However, he ultimately underestimated Ye Erlang's strength; the gap between them was no longer something that the current number of people could change.

With a series of thuds, his subordinates were all smashed into meat paste by his single punches.

"This is a Body Cultivator at the Soul Transformation Stage Peak!"

Only at this moment did the Bald man realize how great the difference between himself and the opponent was.

Body Cultivator were already extremely powerful and rare, and the opponent happened to be at the Soul Transformation Stage Peak.

How could he, a Soul Transformation Stage Middle Stage, compare?

Realizing that something was wrong, he turned to flee, but Ye Erlang gave him no such chance.

Supported by his powerful Physical Body, even without using a lightness Cultivation Technique, his speed was incredibly fast, and he instantly arrived in front of the Bald man, unleashing a powerful, overwhelming punch.

"Ah!"

Seeing that there was no hope of escape, the Bald man let out a loud cry, and the mountain-cleaving saber in his hand slashed fiercely upwards.

With a crisp clang, the mountain-cleaving saber struck Ye Erlang's fist as if it had hit a copper wall and iron rampart, then was shaken out of his hand.

However, the fist showed no sign of stopping, directly smashing onto the Bald man's bald head.

"Bang!"

Blood splattered, the Bald man was instantly decapitated by a single punch, and his corpse fell to the ground.

The people nearby were completely stunned.

Du Lang pointed at Ye Bufan: "You… you… you…"

These people were all his subordinates, elite forces he had secretly cultivated for years using his Family's influence.

He had originally thought they could help him achieve great things, but he never expected that the first time he used them, they would all be dealt with by Ye Bufan.

How could this not make him feel heartache, how could this not make him furious!