"Sect Master!"

"Sect Master!"

Ye Tianchu's sudden action frightened everyone present, and Mo Yan rushed in the direction where he was, but after all, he was a beat slower.

Looking at Ye Tianchu, who was pierced through his body by the Shura Purgatory Knife, Wen Bufan was also flustered, everyone in the sect can have an accident, but this young man cannot, this is all hope.

"Ahh Wen Bufan let out a hoarse sound, Yuan Li rioted, like a furious beast, he slapped his chest hard, kicked the Shura Wei beside him away, and went straight to Ye Tianchu.

"Ye Tianchu, you can't die!"

"Do you know that you have no power to return to heaven and want to apologize for your sins with death? It's not that easy! The Evil Eye Monarch didn't know why Ye Tianchu was like this, but it didn't prevent him from making mockery.

"Poof!"

"I ...... It's okay! In a quarter of an hour, can Sect Master Wen help me hold it back! Ye Tianchu's mouth opened slightly, and blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't contain it at all.

The Shura Purgatory Knife is extremely destructive to the monk, and even as a knife wielder, he can hardly bear such a heavy blow.

The evil qi in his body surged in the direction where the Shura Purgatory Knife was, as if it was being pulled.

Ye Tianchu naturally would not harm himself for no reason, he is the kind of person who would rather die than give in, if he is unable to return to the sky, then he will desperately pull these people to accompany him to the funeral, the reason why he stabbed himself with the Shura Purgatory Knife is because he suddenly remembered that the Purgatory Knife has a strong restraint effect on evil energy, just like a natural enemy.

At the beginning, Hua Wudao was suppressed and couldn't move.

In fact, his guess was correct, although the evil qi in his body was not expelled, it converged towards the Shura Purgatory Knife, and then dissipated.

"A quarter of an hour?" Wen Bufan didn't react for a while, but after noticing that Ye Tianchu's eyes were extremely firm, he nodded heavily and said loudly: "Sect Master, don't worry, no matter what you want to do, we will believe you!" ”

The corners of the Evil Eye's eyebrows furrowed slightly, looking at Ye Tianchu, who had completely lost his combat effectiveness, for some reason, when he looked at this young man, he seemed to be targeted by a fierce beast, and his spirit and muscles were not tense.

But the other party clearly fell into his evil spirit, or he would die soon, how could there be such oppressive force?

Wen Bufan's hands lit up, and abundant yuan power gushed out of the dantian, this was the performance of Douzhuan Qiankun's full strength, obviously, it was not easy to hold on for a quarter of an hour.

"Boom!" The Evil Eyed Monarch didn't know what politeness was, so he immediately summoned people to form an encirclement, they were all Shura Guards with rich combat experience, and this formation could bring their strength to the extreme.

Shura Wei was blocked by Wen Bufan alone, and he couldn't enter the Great Sect for half a step, but Wen Bufan's body had more and more scars.

Sou!

Wen Bufan didn't look at the injuries on his body, and he shot extremely decisively, it was a third-level powerhouse in the Saint Yuan Realm, it was said that this cultivation was definitely not weak, but under Wen Bufan's glance, he didn't even have the courage to escape.

"Get out of here!" Wen Bufan shouted angrily, held his breath and concentrated, and as the voice fell, the powerhouse of the third level of the Saint Yuan Realm couldn't resist at all, staggered back, the evil eye snorted coldly, and his right hand was pushed out, falling behind Shura Wei, and when he landed, the Yuan Force surged, and the cultivation of Shura Wei was actually raised to a higher level, and he was forced to accept Wen Bufan's attack.

Despite this, this force still raged in Shurawei's body, and his muscles and bones shattered, and he lay on the ground on his stomach.

Wen Bufan wanted to retreat with a successful blow, but it was too late, and the Evil Eye Monarch rushed out from behind Shura Wei and slapped Wen Bufan in the chest with a palm.

"Sect Master!" Mo Yan got up, touched the injuries in his body, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"I ...... It's okay! Wen Bufan slowly got up holding his chest, and the position where he was hit was broken, and the slightest exertion would be extremely painful.

"Ambush it, it's just futile to struggle!" The Evil Eyed Monarch snorted coldly, threw Shurawei's corpse away casually, strode forward, put his five fingers together, and smashed Wen Bufan's face door with a fist.

Wen Bufan's eyes contracted violently, knowing that it was inevitable, but he was still fearless, and his expression was firm.

Peng!

A punch came out, stirring up a thousand layers of wind and sand.

"Huh? How can it be? The Evil Eyed Monarch widened the only remaining eye, his expression was full of consternation, and the inevitable blow was actually forced by Wen Bufan.

Wen Bufan held his fist with his right hand and slowly got up, looking indifferent: "A quarter of an hour has not yet arrived, I never miss the appointment!" ”

"Then I will fulfill you!" The Evil Eyed Monarch was also angry and no longer kept his hand.

The rest of the Shura Wei also rushed in the direction where Wen Bufan was, Wen Bufan shouted, opened his bow left and right, and he played it to the fullest, blocking all the attacks.

As time passed, there were more and more wounds on Wen Bufan's body, but he didn't take half a step back.

Finally, he couldn't hold on any longer, and the Evil Eye Monarch kicked Wen Bufan to the ground, raised his foot and stepped on him heavily, and said lightly: "Your vitality is tenacious, but this farce should end here." ”

"Sect Master!" Mo Yan got up and rushed forward regardless of his injuries: "White King, take care of them, I'll fight with them, huh?" Don't stop me! ”

"It's not time to fight yet!" A low voice sounded, Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, and then turned his head in some surprise, and what caught his eye was a handsome face, Jian Yu star eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and eyes that seemed to have stars.

Although his face was a little pale, his qi was extremely peaceful.

Mo Yan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Sect Master Ye, how is your injury. ”

"It's no big deal, then, leave it to me!" Ye Tianchu let go of the hand that grabbed Mo Yan, straightened his body with his legs slightly, and slowly walked in the direction where Wen Bufan was.

"Mo Yan, do you feel that there is something wrong with the sect master, and the qi has become more profound?" The White King took a deep breath and said in a low tone.

"Like, yes!" Looking at the back of the young man in white, Mo Yan felt something and bowed slightly.

"No, the sect master is already at the peak of the third level of the Saint Yuan Realm, if he goes further, wouldn't it be ......" Mo Yan seemed to think of something, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

The white king's wrinkled face also trembled, and he said in a deep voice: "If this is the case, the Great Sect may be able to usher in a new future!" ”

The Evil Eye Monarch also noticed the abnormality, and no longer hesitated at the moment, raised his fist and smashed it down on Wen Bufan's face, Wen Bufan subconsciously raised his hand, but found that he couldn't even use half of his strength.

"A quarter of an hour, right?" Wen Bufan smiled bitterly.

"It's too much!" A voice came from beside him.

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