"Click!"

A small sound resounded in everyone's perception, which was tantamount to a thunderbolt in the clear sky and a volcanic eruption, because it was the sound of broken bones.

"It's over!"

Lan Qianlan's eyes flickered, her expression changed slightly, and she muttered softly.

"Alas...... Since the result has long been doomed, why does Shi Potian want to humiliate himself?" Bai Qian'er sighed leisurely, "At least in this small world, he is an invincible existence, don't have any doubts, don't have any temptation, people do have this strength!"

"The Iron Battle of the Lion...... Lost ......"

Shi Potian retracted his gaze and sighed decadently. In fact, I knew the result before the battle, but I always had luck in my heart, maybe a miracle would happen, and I didn't think that nothing would happen.

"Whew!"

A gust of wind blew the turbidity in the air away, and two figures appeared in everyone's sight. Although the expression of one person is a little bewitching, his eyes are cold, he is standing high in the air with his hands behind his back, his black hair is dancing wildly, and he is carrying a red spear, showing coldness.

On the opposite side, a burly man with a lion's head and a human body had a sluggish breath, his clothes were ragged, and he looked down at the earth, as if he had lost his mind. What is particularly striking is that one of his arms, which drooped down weakly, was the Iron Battle of the Wild Lion.

"Humph!"

Ye Bufan snorted coldly, looked down at the Wild Lion Iron Battle with disdain, and said lightly: "Old Lion, you wanted to fight with me long before the secret realm was opened, and now as you wish, what else do you have to say?

Ye Bufan's voice was very slow, unhurried, and there was no chilling oppression in his voice, as if he was catching up with someone and talking to an ordinary person. But listening to the ears of the mad lion iron war, it is tantamount to a volcanic eruption, a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

"You ......"

The mad lion Tie Zhan clenched his hands tightly, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, his whole body trembled, and the air was beating with a restless breath, which showed how restless his heart was, and the whole person was in a state of rage.

"Whew!"

But in the end, reason prevailed over emotion, Crazy Lion Tie Zhan's two hands were released, the restless breath of the whole body calmed down, he took a deep breath, raised his head with difficulty, stared at Ye Bufan's eyes with two dim eyes, and said in a deep voice: "I lost......! It's amazing!"

After speaking, the Wild Lion Iron Battle waved his sleeves, and there were already ten sixth-level spirit grasses and one seventh-level spirit grass suspended in front of Ye Bufan.

Ye Bufan's expression was calm, there was no wave in his eyes, he put away all the spiritual herbs with a wave of his big hand, and said indifferently: "Okay, you can go." ”

"Whew!"

The Wild Lion Iron Battle hurriedly used his birth method, disappeared into the range of the trapped killing array in the blink of an eye, and plunged headlong into the green mountains and green waters below.

"Buzz!"

At this time, another person teleported into the golden sphere, and as soon as he appeared, he fell into a terrifying trapping array, and at the same time, Ye Bufan's figure appeared in front of him, looked at him ruthlessly, and said coldly: "Either die, or contribute ten sixth-level spirit grasses, one seventh-level spirit grass!"

Next, under the deterrence of Ye Bufan's thunderous means, almost everyone accepted Ye Bufan's unreasonable request and contributed the corresponding spiritual herbs. Of course, one seventh-level spirit grass and ten sixth-level spirit grasses were mainly aimed at the Tianjiao of all races, as for their subordinates, as long as they took out a few fifth-level and sixth-level ones, Ye Bufan was not too embarrassed and let them go directly.

As for those who were more backbone and would rather die than give in, Ye Bufan was too lazy to continue talking nonsense with them, so he directly sacrificed his spear and took their lives between lightning and fire. Iron-blooded is ruthless, indifferent and ruthless, decisive in killing, as if killing a god in the world.

"Whew!"

In this way, with the passage of time, an hour later, the golden ball teleported out the last person, disappeared in place, Ye Bufan also ripped off his trapped killing array, and the air immediately became empty, only Ye Bufan stood there alone.

Ye Bufan's expression was calm, standing alone under the sky, showing loneliness and loneliness, he looked up at the sky, and a kind of loneliness and melancholy unconsciously poured out of his body, which was an aura that was incompatible with the whole world.

There is a sorrow, a sorrow, a loneliness, a ...... Heartache......

"How could he be so lonely?"

Bai Qian'er suddenly didn't want to look at the lonely back, because an inexplicable sadness suddenly appeared in her heart when she looked at it, and she also felt a twitch in her heart, as if she had been hit hard by a powerful sledgehammer, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

"Sure enough, it's a person with a story!" Lan Qianlan's expression was complicated, "Looking at this, could it be that she remembered something?

"Hmph! In addition to a little skill, he can also pretend! Good bastard!" Shi Dangdang's eyes shone with blood, and his teeth of hatred were about to be crushed!

"Alas......"

Michelle sighed bitterly, she never thought that the back of a monk of the same rank would give her a sense of powerlessness in her heart, which was a kind of ...... No matter how hard he tries, he can't catch up with the loneliness of his back.

"What a scary guy......"

The disdain in the hearts of the remaining few people disappeared without a trace with the passage of time, at least for now, it seems that people have the capital to pretend to be thirteen. Invincible at the same level, invincible in high places, that is a kind of loneliness in a high position.

"Alas......"

Looking at the sky in a daze for a long time, Ye Bufan's expression suddenly changed, he sighed leisurely, and said to himself: "Time is running out, it's going to change the sky!"

There was a sudden restlessness in his heart, the source was not from himself, but from the worry of the human race, at least the Aoba City of the human race occupied an important position in his heart and had a place.

"100,000 Terran puppets!"

Ye Bufan instantly had the answer in his heart, and found the source of that restlessness, he had been busy with other things during this time, and he had almost forgotten all about the Terran puppet. Coupled with the fact that there was no information from Hu Jinbiao's side for a long time, he thought that the demon clan had given up the plan.

"But there's more to it than that......"

Ye Bufan's brows furrowed tightly, and there was another kind of uneasiness in his heart, which came from the high-level of the Demon Clan's White Tiger War Department.

In this era of the flood of memory crystal balls, he believed that several videos of his skirmishes before the opening of the secret realm had been seen by the White Tiger King of the White Tiger War Department. That guy with high strength, although he may not see anything boring, will definitely have his own ideas.

"So...... When the secret realm is over, I must not teleport back to that demon square, I must find another way out of the secret realm, and I must avoid the real high-level of the demon clan!"

Soon, Ye Bufan took a deep breath, made a decision in his heart, and stepped on the flying sword and fell from the sky.