Chapter 2502: One-sided crushing

Ye Bufan and the others arrived at the Second Layer. They traveled for a bit and soon encountered a group of three Cultivators from Tianmang Prefecture who were bullying people from Tianluo State.

These three Cultivators were not very strong, only at Void Tempering Peak, but they completely overwhelmed those from Tianluo State.

Naturally, he showed no politeness to such people. He went up and slapped each of them, knocking them to the ground.

"I'll give you two choices: either get out of the Ten-Tier Tongtian Tower, or die!"

The three individuals were completely stunned by the beating, but they also clearly understood that the opponent was far stronger than them. In the end, they could only reluctantly crush their teleportation jade tokens.

After dealing with these few people, they continued forward. They hadn't gone far when they encountered three more people.

"Qingqiu!"

Seeing the Faces of these three, Ye Bufan's heart filled with joy. One of them was indeed Han Jian Xian Zi Leng Qingqiu.

The other two were also from the Cold Sword Immortal Sect. The leader was Du Ling霜, and there was also a middle-aged female Disciple.

"Xiao Fan!"

Leng Qingqiu also noticed them, a smile blossomed on her Face, and she happily rushed over.

The two were naturally overjoyed to be reunited so quickly. Just then, a cold voice sounded from the side.

"Ye, come here and fight me."

The speaker was Du Ling霜. She had already drawn the ancient longsword from her back, her Face filled with killing intent.

As a Core Disciple of the Cold Sword Immortal Sect, she naturally knew what Leng Qingqiu meant to the Sect. She absolutely could not let this man take her away.

Moreover, before entering the Tower, Grand Elder Li Miaozhen had already issued a kill order: as soon as this man was seen, he must be slain.

In other words, for both public and private reasons, Ye Bufan would not be spared.

"Junior Martial Uncle Du, what are you doing?"

Although Du Ling霜 was less than a hundred years old, her seniority within the Sect was very high. Leng Qingqiu still had to call her Junior Martial Uncle.

"Don't worry about this; this boy must die today!"

Du Ling霜's tone was cold and her attitude firm.

"No, if you want to touch him, then kill me first."

Although Leng Qingqiu had long known that the Sect harbored ill intentions towards Ye Bufan, she hadn't expected them to be so unyielding, even attempting to act in front of her.

Du Ling霜, however, no longer looked at her. The longsword in her hand pointed directly at Ye Bufan, her Aura astonishing.

"Boy, for Qingqiu's sake, I can spare your life, but you must agree to two conditions.

First, get out of the Ten-Tier Tongtian Tower and out of Tiansheng State right now, and never set foot here again.

Second, swear an oath to the heavens that you will never see Qingqiu again in this life."

Ye Bufan looked at her with an indifferent expression: "Are you mentally ill? Who gave you the right to make demands of me? What are you, anyway?"

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This kind of person immediately wanted to separate him and Leng Qingqiu, so he naturally wouldn't show any good Face.

"Arrogant fool, how dare you speak to me like that?"

Unexpectedly ignored by the other party, Du Ling霜's expression instantly turned even colder. "I've given you a chance, but you're courting death yourself, so don't blame anyone else. Since that's the case, then make your move!"

Ye Bufan curled his lips, "You say fight, and I have to fight? Why should I listen to you?"

He had secretly decided that he must severely teach this old woman a lesson when he found the chance, but it wasn't quite appropriate in front of Leng Qingqiu.

He knew his woman very well; she looked cold, but she was actually cold on the outside and warm on the inside. No matter what, the Cold Sword Immortal Sect had taken her in for so long, so she definitely wouldn't want to see him clash with the Sect.

"What, are you scared? Do you think Qingqiu can protect you for a while, but can she protect you for a lifetime?"

However, his behavior, in Du Ling霜's eyes, meant he was afraid. "Boy, you have to fight today, whether you want to or not.

If you dare not fight, then don't blame me for being impolite to your people from Tianluo State."

After she finished speaking, the smile on Ye Bufan's Face disappeared, and his expression instantly turned cold.

Using the people of Tianluo State as a threat clearly touched his taboo.

He turned to look at Leng Qingqiu: "This isn't my fault, she forced me!"

Leng Qingqiu sighed and directly stepped aside, knowing that at this point, she could no longer stop this battle.

She knew Ye Bufan's temper all too well; he would never put the Disciples of Tianluo State in danger, no matter what.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have fought fiercely with the people of Kunlun Immortal Realm for the Secular World back then.

"Be careful!"

Leng Qingqiu warned, and at the same time, she reached out and gripped her sword hilt, ready to act immediately if Ye Bufan encountered danger.

Although she knew Ye Bufan was very strong now, she didn't know to what extent. Moreover, Du Ling霜 in front of her was a Mahayana Middle Stage expert, a renowned Martial Dao Genius even in the Cold Sword Immortal Sect. Compared to her, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"Don't worry, for your Face, I won't cripple her!"

Ye Bufan said this, but a fire had already ignited in his heart.

He had come to the Kunlun Continent, endured countless hardships to find his wife, but this old woman immediately wanted to separate them. How could he not be angry?

"Arrogant boy, go to hell!"

Du Ling霜 had never been so disdained since her debut, so her anger was imaginable.

She slowly raised the longsword in her hand, and instantly, a huge pressure permeated the air. The temperature instantly dropped by dozens of degrees, cold mist swirled around the sword tip, and snowflakes slowly drifted down from the sky.

"Slash!"

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To prevent Leng Qingqiu from going back on her word, she struck extremely quickly. The treasured sword in her hand transformed into a cold flash, thrusting directly at his chest.

This sword strike of hers could be said to have used all her cultivation, but then she found that the figure in front of her had disappeared.

Ye Bufan's current cultivation was comparable to Mahayana Middle Stage, but if he used all his trump cards, even a Late Stage of the Great Vehicle Realm would have the power to fight.

He immediately used Instant Movement, not to dodge, but to charge directly forward. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the opponent.

"Ah!"

Du Ling霜 was startled. The reason she had used all her strength in that sword strike was to kill the opponent with one blow, to prevent Leng Qingqiu from having a chance to intervene.

In fact, her heart was filled with contempt; a young man under twenty-five, a Cultivator from Tianluo State, was not worth her looking at directly.

But she never expected to be given a rude awakening the moment she made her move.

Such speed, such decisive action, was something she had never seen among the younger generation.

She wanted to retract her longsword, but it was too late. Ye Bufan's palm had already appeared in front of her.

Then, with a crisp slap, her entire body was sent flying dozens of meters away. A huge palm print was on her Face, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Bastard, I'll kill you!"

This slap didn't cause much damage, but it was extremely insulting.

Du Ling霜 was once a dazzling Martial Dao Genius in the Cold Sword Immortal Sect, always arrogant and proud. Now, she had been slapped hard by a greenhorn she utterly despised.

This made her almost go crazy; her heart simply couldn't accept it.

"Kill you, I'll kill you!"

At this moment, her killing intent was fully revealed, her teeth bared and claws bared, looking as if she had gone mad.

But in fact, high-level duels require a calm mind. The more she acted like this, the less she could display her strength, and for a moment, she was full of flaws.

The longsword in her hand had just been swung out when another crisp sound came from her ear.

"You actually want to break up me and my woman, this slap is your punishment!"

"This slap is for you, Tiansheng State, for being a sore loser…"

"This slap is for your arrogance and conceit…"

Ye Bufan slapped her with a big slap every time he cursed, and at this moment, Du Ling霜 was completely in disarray, unable to gather any effective attacks, completely stunned.

After more than a dozen big slaps, her originally delicate Face was completely beaten into a pig's head.

Leng Qingqiu and the other middle-aged female Disciple beside them were dumbfounded. No one had expected Ye Bufan to be so powerful.

This was no longer a battle; it was a complete one-sided碾压!