Chapter 4295: Master Fights Master

person. My form is perfect and my defense is airtight.Liang Zhijie took a deep breath, calmed his excitement, and then began the competition.He dribbled the basketball in his hand, his eyes fixed on..."Stop it!"

"The monk shouted loudly. She was also a hot-tempered person, and before this she had only endured because of the other party's status and identity."

But now that the other party has forcibly taken people, how can they stand it any longer With a roar, they are about to erupt.

Just then, a massive pressure descended upon them, engulfing everyone. It felt as if they were all imprisoned, unable to move even an inch. This wasn't just her; the entire population of Ziyue Mountain was affected in the same way.

Zong Mian wore a sneer on his face. A bunch of weaklings dared to attack him, they were truly delusional.

With his cultivation at the ninth level of the Yuansheng realm, he didn't even need to make a move. His domain alone could completely overwhelm the opponent.

Chi Ao burst into laughter: "A shameless woman who doesn't know what's good for her, this is what you get for not knowing when to stop."

Xuan Yuan Linglong's face was full of despair. She wanted to resist, but under the domain of a ninth-rank Yuan Saint, everything was a fantasy.

There was no other choice but to close my eyes in defeat.

Seeing that the other party had already given up, Chi Ao became even more complacent and directly grabbed it with his big hand.

Just then, there was a *snap* in his ear, followed by a heavy blow to the face. He flew out like a kite with its string cut.

Now everyone was dumbfounded, they couldn't believe that someone would dare to attack the Lingjiao Temple in this situation.

Looking up, I saw a young man appear beside Xuan Yuan Linglong, it was none other than Ye Bufan.

When he arrived, he happened to see this scene and naturally wouldn't be the least bit polite.

And Chi Ao, as a talented disciple of Lingjiao Temple, was not weak in strength. He performed excellently at the Saint Spirit Conference, and his strength reached the ninth rank of Yuan Huang.

Even geniuses have levels, and in Ye Bufan's presence, he was only left to be beaten. With a slap, he was sent flying hundreds of meters away, his teeth shattered on the ground.

"Boy, who are you You dare to hit me..."

As a genius disciple of Lingjiu Palace and the apprentice of a Ninth-Rank Yuan Saint, when had he ever suffered such humiliation He was instantly furious.

Before he could even finish his sentence, another slap landed hard on his face, sending him crashing to the ground.

"Anyone who dares to bully my woman will get beaten!"

Ye Bufan delivered several heavy blows, transforming the once handsome and dashing Chi Ao into a pig's head.

"Youngster, stop this at once!"

Originally, Zong Mian's attention was focused on Long Po and the others. He never expected anyone to suddenly appear, let alone his own disciple being beaten like this. At this moment, he was furious.

"I want to see what you have"

What guts, eating the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard! To dare touch my disciple!”

As soon as the words left his mouth, he shot up into the air, a gigantic palm striking down from above.

At the same time, the immense pressure of the ninth-grade Yuan Saint permeated the entire venue. Even the people of Ziyue Mountain felt stifled.

Luong Po shook his head secretly, this young man was finished, a Ninth Rank Yuansheng, what kind of strength was that, it was simply beyond the reach of these people.

To be frank, even self-destruction would be a luxury in the face of such power.

Xuan Yuan Ling Long even more anxiously shouted: "Ye Big Brother, be careful!"

Compared to everyone's eager reactions, Ye Bufan was calm and composed. He stood with one foot on Chi Ao's chest, a faint smile still lingering on his face.

Seeing the other party's attitude, Zong Mian became even more furious, murderous intent surged, and just then, another aged voice sounded.

Have you eaten the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard To dare to touch my disciple!

As soon as the words left his mouth, there was a sharp crack that echoed through the entire hall. A huge handprint appeared on Zong Mian's face, and his whole body flew out.

With a loud bang, he crashed into the hall's wall and then fell heavily to the ground.

If it weren't for the protective barrier, it would have probably caused the house to collapse.

By the time he managed to get back on his feet, Zong Mian was a far cry from his former arrogance. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his face was twisted in pain.

"This..."

At this moment, everyone present stared wide-eyed, as if they had seen a ghost, their faces etched with disbelief.

This is a powerhouse from the Lingjiao Temple, a genuine Yuan Sheng Ninth Rank. They had all just experienced that powerful domain, none of it was fake, and yet in the blink of an eye, they were beaten like dogs.

When Luang Phor and the others saw the person's appearance clearly, they were even more astonished. No one expected that it was Ku Su from Yunhai Sect who had made the move.

He used to be very familiar with all of them, but the strength he displayed was only that of a Sixth-Rank Emperor.

When did he become so powerful, slapping a Yuan Sheng Ninth Rank away What kind of cultivation level is this At least the level of a Yuan Zu, right

At this point, everyone understood that Kǔ Xūzi must have been hiding his strength. This was truly his real cultivation level.

The venerable master was first taken aback, then his gaze fell upon Ye Bufan as if he understood something.

This old man possesses such formidable strength, yet he abandoned Xuanyuan Linglong in the past and chose this young man instead.

Before, I thought it was due to insufficient strength and being forced to do so. Now it seems that it was entirely intentional.

feint a retreat, create a diversion elsewhere.

And now, thinking about the strength Ye Bufan has shown, it truly shocked everyone. He slapped away Chi Ao, who was a ninth-rank powerhouse of the Yuanhuang realm, with one palm. If you said he had ordinary aptitude, no one would believe it.

Zong Mian didn't have that many thoughts. At this moment, his heart was completely filled with anger.

"Old man, you're looking for death!"

Fueled by endless rage, he charged forward again.

I originally thought that last time it was my carelessness, the other party's sneak attack, and there was absolutely no way such a big gap could exist between the two of us.

To my surprise, as soon as I made a move, a heavy kick landed squarely on my stomach, sending me flying backward like a cannonball. I crashed heavily into the wall.

Seeing this, the people of Ziyue Mountain were shocked once again.

Ye Bufan beat Chi Ao severely, and Kùxūzi also reprimanded Zong Mian. This is truly disciples fighting disciples, masters fighting masters, the gap is so huge.

"Who...who... who are you"

This time Zong Mian was completely scared, looking at the hunchbacked old man in front of him with shock on his face.

He couldn't even block a single move, which means his strength is at least that of a Primordial ancestor. However, there aren't many Primordial ancestors in the entire Chaotic Holy Domain.

As core disciples of Lingjiao Hall, they basically knew everyone. Yet, this old man was a complete stranger to them.

"Old man, I'm going to punish you! You two dare to have thoughts about my apprentice's wife Don't you want to die"

While he still stooped, the old man's aura commanded respect from everyone.

"You..."

Both Zong Mian and his apprentice's expressions changed. They had boasted earlier, but upon seeing the man who was rumored to be Xuan Yuan Linglong, they were instantly struck silent.

Now it's good, the master and apprentice were both slapped by someone again and again until they got enough.

"You dare to call me Ku Su Zi Do you know who I am I'm from the Lingjiao Temple!"

This time, Zong Mian didn't dare to act rashly. Instead, he called upon his backstage support.

Even Chi Ao, who was trampled underfoot, gritted his teeth and said, “Kid, if you’re sensible, you’d better let me go. Otherwise, my master won’t let you off!”

Although Kusuzi and his companion displayed formidable strength, their confidence stemmed from the backing of Lingjiao Temple.

To everyone's surprise, as soon as he spoke, Ye Bufan kicked him in the chest with a powerful kick. The man spat blood and flew backwards hundreds of feet, crashing heavily into the hall's wall., the royal experts emerged from the forest. Then several fireballs were thrown out, instantly igniting a raging inferno.This grove of trees wasn't particularly large or small, but once ignited, the r...