The eyes of the three sect monks also changed instantly, as if they were looking at a dead person, and they were all extremely mocking.

And the sword cultivator's complexion also changed slightly, but it was not as mocking as the others, but slightly dignified.

Ming Bufan's confidence seems to be too much, in the face of so many monks, he still dares to say this, either he is an extremely strong person, or he is a madman, he can't judge the strength of the other party.

"Brother, are you sure you want to choose this way? If so, there is no turning back. ”

Jian Xiu spoke again, and the intuition in his heart told him to try not to be an enemy of him.

"It turns out that the eldest disciple of Huanglan Sect is a coward, you don't dare to do it, so let me come to !!"

The first voice came out again, and a tall and thin man stood up, with fierce eyebrows, and at first glance he was a person who often took the lives of others.

For such a behavior of the great disciple of Huanglan Sect, the other monks all felt grinding, and finally became irritable, why talk to a mortal like this, kill it, what is there to be afraid of.

"That's right, you coward still want to have the right to speak, so it's better to go back to the arms of the master and practice for a few more years. ”

A group of monks laughed.

Those were almost all monks of the Qingyu Sect, and the two sects looked a little hateful.

Ming Bufan looked at all this coldly, and his expression did not change at all.

"Let me come, this credit still has to go to our Qingyu Sect. ”

The tall and thin monk flew towards Ming Bufan in an instant.

A cyan mist turned out of his body, and a huge phantom appeared in his hand, heading towards the face of the extraordinary face.

"Die!!"

The tall and thin monk whispered softly, thinking that it was easy to kill a mortal.

Jian Xiu's eyes narrowed.

"It's really just a mortal. ”

And he was just coming up with the idea.

Ming Bufan moved, and the blood from his waist was pulled out instantly.

No one could see it, just a cyan light with a flash of blood.

"Uh...."

The tall, thin man froze for a moment.

I felt a momentary chill pass through my neck, and I was a little puzzled.

The spiritual power in his hand also dissipated instantly.

Then his head fell to the ground, and blood gushed out like a spring.

"Senior Brother Hu!!"

Several of the monks shouted, all of them looking incredulous.

That's a high-level monk in the spiritual realm, how could he be killed in an instant.

Some of the less cultivated monks were ready to run away, and they now knew that this ordinary man was probably a terrifying figure.

The eldest disciple of the Huanglan Sect also had an abnormal expression, although he had expected that he would be a terrible enemy, but he had not imagined that it would be so terrifying.

Although the monk surnamed Hu was much worse than him, he was also a high-level monk in the spiritual realm, and he was actually killed in such an instant, and even they didn't see how he died.

Therefore, he also had the intention of retreating.

"Well, I don't want to kill, so why do you have to come to embarrass me. ”

Ming Bufan sighed, although he was killing people every time, but basically, it was almost passive.

Perhaps, this is the bump in the road of fate.

Now that you've killed someone, it's time to move on.

Ming Bufan secretly said in his heart that he didn't like the feeling of being in trouble.

"Brother, you and I have no grudges, can you let me leave..."

"No, I can't. ”

Before the sword cultivator finished speaking, Ming Bufan just said a word.

"Alright, let's fight. ”

This big disciple of the Huanglan Sect smiled bitterly, he didn't want to fight with such a strong man, there were too many unknown things.

Ming Bufan pulled the handful of blood out of his belt again.

The green appearance, after the hands of the Sword Saint, is already a divine soldier, but it is a pity that he has no spiritual root, and the effect of using it is only similar to that of a burning stick.

Anyway, it's all about strength.

"Why don't you try it, that set of swordsmanship. ”

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Ming Bufan's mind, and he somehow remembered the sword master's swordsmanship that Hong Qing had used at the end.

That sword cultivator naturally wouldn't wait for Ming Bufan to think slowly, a small sword the size of a finger had already flown towards Ming Bufan's forehead, and the difference was only a few feet away.

Jian Xiu smiled, at such a distance, he must be able to kill the other party by surprise, and he was a little proud in his heart.

However, the next moment, Ming Bufan just turned his head away, and he easily dodged it.

His current strength was almost similar to that of the beginner monks of the Sky Realm, and the attacks of these Spirit Realm monks were as slow as a turtle crawling to him, and he could dodge at will.

He really didn't want to kill these monks, after all, he would move his whole body, and if he killed these monks, he would definitely offend the strength behind him, who knew what old monster would come to kill him.

I was almost killed by that old man before.

At that time, he still had a life to waste, but now he doesn't.

"Well, let's practice swords. ”

Ming Bufan grabbed Li Xue's waist with his left hand, straddled his waist horizontally, and held the blood in his right hand.

These movements were all made in an instant, and those Spirit Realm cultivators didn't react at all, and even the sword cultivator was only shocked by the action of Ming Bufan dodging that blow.

'Pick and choose!'

Ming Bufan's figure bowed down, the sword walked with the ground, and suddenly it was raised towards the sky, and in an instant, three corpses fell, all of which were divided into two halves.

"Ah!!h

Only then did all the monks realize that this was not something they could match.

"Run, go back and report to the sect master!!" Jian Xiu shouted vigorously, but Ming Bufan was not far in front of him.

"Another stab!!"

Blood spurted from behind Jian Xiu, and the sword pierced without a sound, and his heart was pierced.

Ming Bufan didn't have any expression, he pulled out the blood, and with a random flick, he headed towards the other monks.

"Horizontal !! !!! hook !!! !!! !!!!............"

Countless sword styles were used one by one, but Ming Bufan's whole body was not stained with any blood.

"Becoming a trend, breaking the void !!"

The last trick, Ming Bufan also tried it.

He had no mana, but the sword light flickered, and it spurted out at the tip of the sword, instantly blasting the four monks who fled into the air into a blood mist.