Palace Master. Therefore, very few people have seen him."After learning this secret, Ye Bufan lost interest and said: “Two seniors, I have nothing else to do, so I'll go back first. I haven't visited...Everyone was startled and looked at the person together. It was a disciple from the Divine Sword Mountain Villa.

Ye Bufan's lips curled into a sneer. This guy was clearly trying to find a loophole, like speeding through a barrier, using Gadina's opportunity to enter and break into his formation.

How could something like that be so easy Ye Bufan struck out a spell with his fingers, and with a flash of light, the gap in the formation quickly closed.

The disciple was moving at incredible speed, and by the time he realized he needed to stop, it was already too late. With a deafening boom, he crashed into the formation barrier and was then flung back like a ball.

That was a real blow, the person felt dizzy and lightheaded, then thumped to the ground.

Zhao Mingzhen's face was incredibly grim, for this person was the one he had arranged to be here.

In his opinion, Ye Bufan's cultivation was not impressive at all; he relied solely on formations.

As long as their own people get inside, they can control everything. At that time, not only will they not have to hand over the elixir, but they can also loot the other party.

But he never expected that the other party's control over the formation would be so exquisite, letting in Garzina while keeping his people outside.

The remaining few were also like this, they had seen Ye Bufan's ability to control the formation.

Hai Chenggong sighed, though he was reluctant, he had to hand over his elixir.

Thinking this, he also walked over, handed over eighty percent of the spiritual medicine, and was teleported out with Gaga Rina.

By now, there were only four people left from the Divine Sword Manor and three from the Leiyun Sect.

Zhaoming Zhen's expression was extremely grim, but in the end, he made his decision. "We agree to the deal as well."

"OK, come in."

Ye Bufan didn't hesitate at all, he directly opened a hole in the formation and let the four people in.

Zhao Mingzhen entered the defensive formation and his expression changed instantly: "Boy, I really don't know if you have a brain or not. You actually dared to let us in."

Just now, he just wanted to test the waters and see if the other party could let him in.

In his mind, as long as he entered the defense formation, the other party's life would be in his hands. He wouldn't need to pay for passage anymore.

Ye Bufan smiled faintly, as if nothing had happened.

"What's there to be afraid of I've always been very brave."

"Kid, hand over your storage ring and send us out of here. Then I might just let you live."

Zhao Mingzhen's eyes shone with fervor. Now, Ye Bufan was a massive treasure to him. Not only did he possess the recently acquired spirit herbs, but also the priceless nourishing spring water. If he could get his hands on them, he would become instantly wealthy. Even if he returned to the sect, his status would skyrocket. In the future, the position of sect master would undoubtedly belong to him.

Ye Bufan looked at him with a face full of mockery: "You want to snatch it, don't you"

"That's right, do you have any other opinions I'll tell you, shortcuts won't work. Ultimately, strength decides victory!"

Zhao Ming sneered coldly, waving his hand behind him at the three people: "Do it!"

The three disciples of Shenjian Mountain Villa drew their swords from behind without any hesitation. But before the four of them could make a move, the scene before them suddenly changed.

Not only did Ye Bufan vanish, but the scenery disappeared as well. All that could be seen was impenetrable thick fog.

At the same time, an invisible force came upon them, pressing them down hard. Not only did they feel as if mountains were on their bodies, but even their internal energy circulation was suppressed, causing their cultivation level to be forcibly lowered by one level.

"Damn, how many formations did this guy set up"

By now, Zhao Mingzhen couldn't understand any better. The other party had set up not just a defensive formation, but also an extremely sophisticated trapping formation that kept him and his companions trapped to death.

A disciple beside him exclaimed in panic, "Senior Brother Zhao, what should we do"

Although they were the elite disciples of Shenjian Mountain Villa, they had no clue about the art of breaking formations.

"What else can we do We have to find a way to break out..."

Zhao Mingzhen didn't understand formations either, he could only rely on brute force to break them. But before he could swing his sword, a giant fist broke through the fog and appeared directly in front of him.

"Ah!"

He had already been suppressed to a lower level of cultivation, and the opponent appeared so suddenly that he had no chance to dodge. The punch landed squarely on his eye socket, giving him a black eye.

Zhaoming Zhen was furious. He had never been treated this way, not even once in his entire life.

Before he could even react, another punch landed, this time on his other eye. In the blink of an eye, he had a pair of panda eyes.

Of course, it was Jiang Fangzhou who took action. He had tolerated this guy for far too long, and now that the boss had finally given the order to strike, there was no room for politeness whatsoever.

Under such complete suppression, he fought with unrestrained abandon, disregarding any techniques, just like ordinary people brawling.

These two punches finished Zhao Mingzhen, and then he kicked him over with a kick. Then he rushed up and rode on him, pounding him relentlessly.

Besides Li Qingzhu and Lu Xuemian, the two other disciples were also in a similar state. In the blink of an eye, they beat the remaining three disciples until they cried for their parents, with bruised faces and noses bleeding.

Zhaoming Zhen was almost driven mad with fury. As the core disciple of Shenjian Mountain Villa, when had he ever suffered such humiliation

He is now greatly weakened under the suppression of the formation, and Jiang Fangzhou sits on his buttocks, unable to muster any resistance.

"Damn it, you think you're tough by acting all big with my brother…"

"...nor did he take a look at what he himself was like, daring to steal my brother's medicine garden..."

"You, a coward like you, dare to be my brother's opponent..."

Jiang Fangzhou cursed and beat as he vented all the pent-up resentment in his heart.

After a series of heavy punches, Zhao Mingzhen, who was still somewhat handsome before, was completely beaten into a pig's head.

He was almost done, and he snatched the ring away. Then he stood up and came in front of Ye Bufan.

Zhao Mingzhen crawled up from the ground. At this moment, the surrounding fog dissipated, and the previous scene reappeared before his eyes.

The three disciples of Shenjian Mountain Villa were originally filled with resentment, but when they saw their eldest senior brother immediately balance many things.

This is too brutal. If you didn't see them in front of you, you wouldn't even recognize who they were.

Ye Bufan looked at the four people with a playful smile: "How is it It seems like taking the back roads isn't so bad, is it Where's your strength I don't see it."

"You..."

Zhao Ming was so angry that his eyes were blazing, but he couldn't utter a word.

He wouldn't dare to act rashly now, under the formation he was simply no match for them, any attempt would only lead to humiliation.

Ye Bufan smiled again, reaching out to take the few rings that Jiang Fangzhou handed him. With a thought, he extracted eighty percent of the medicinal herbs from inside and then threw them back.

I'm a practical person. If I say it's 80%, then it's 80%. You can take the remaining 20% back.

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand and the storage ring flew back to the four people.

Zhao Mingzhen took back the ring, his divine sense swept over it, and his heart was delighted. He originally thought that the other party would take everything away, but he didn't expect to be given back two-tenths.

The harvest of medicinal herbs this time was too abundant. Even if 20% remained, it would still be a huge fortune.

As for the rest, I'll figure out a way to get them back once I'm out of the formation.

"Let's go!"

At this point, he had abandoned the idea of using force. He took four people with him and prepared to step onto the teleportation array.

At this moment, a tremendous force struck, flinging the four people outward and crashing them heavily outside the octagonal pavilion.

Zhao Mingzhen climbed up from the ground, his hair and clothes covered in dirt, glaring angrily: “You surname Ye, what are you trying to do You took our money, why didn't you send us away” party was not large. Ye Bufan's arrogance stemmed either from relying on Nalan Yujia or from the eighth-order demon beast, Qingjiao.I originally thought that reaching the mid-Nascent Soul stage would...