ink that's going to scare me" The shopkeeper sneered. "What are you going to tell them That you spent 5,000 yuan on a genuine work by Ji Xiaolan Do you really think the police would believe that"Even..."Uh..."

Now everyone was stunned, no one expected the Sect Leader to actually have Ye Bufan challenge.

If others lose, they lose. Compared to that, the sect's reputation won't suffer much damage.

And whether it was Luo Bingyan or Shen Qiyue, at least they were both cultivators of the Great Ethereal Immortal stage. The gap between them wasn't large, so even if they failed, their lives wouldn't be in danger.

Now that even a cultivator without any Xian Yuan can be deployed, how can this battle be won Wouldn't going up there just be sending them to their death

The key identity is also extremely special, now being the newly appointed direct disciple of the headmaster and the future heir to the position.

Such a person going up would definitely be slapped to death by others. Where would the Liu Guang Jian Zong's face go then It would be a huge blow to the honor of the sect.

Could it be that the Sect Master has been in seclusion for too long and is completely unaware of the current situation outside Or could it be that he was deceived by the illusion of Ye Bufan passing through three levels

Although everyone had different thoughts in their hearts, Gong Qingxuan has always been the final say at Liuguang Jianzong. No one dared to question what she decided.

There were also many people who were overjoyed, such as those who had been disciplined by Ye Bufan on the third and fifth peaks, such as Zu Fangkuai and Bai Lingpu.

Bai Lingpu, this old fox, just pushed Ye Bufan out with a righteous facade, the purpose of which is this.

As long as this direct disciple is killed, Sima Cuo will have a new opportunity, and the Fifth Peak will have hope of resurgence.

Even if he doesn't die, if his performance is too poor, he probably won't catch Gong Qingxuan's eye.

In short, everyone present had their own thoughts. Some were happy, some were worried, and some felt sorry for Ye Bufan.

Although his cultivation was a bit lacking, this young man was after all a skilled physician and the master of the Spirit Medicine Hall. It would be a pity if he died just like that.

"Yes!"

Compared to the emotional fluctuations of others, Ye Bufan remained as calm as water.

It seems that he was not facing a powerful Great Immortal, but an utterly ordinary person.

He nodded and walked towards Feng Jinglei.

"Hahaha, is that all you've got"

Seeing that the young man before him had not a trace of Xian Yuan, Feng Jing Lei suddenly burst into a arrogant laugh.

You worthless piece of trash, I could kill you with a single finger.

Any last words Better spit them out now, you wouldn't last a single move against me.

"Is that so Then let's give it a try!"

Ye Bufan's expression remained as calm as still water. He raised his hand and punched out.

His punch would be quite powerful in the cultivation world, but in the fairy realm it's nothing special. Seeing the people around him shake their heads and sigh.

Bail靈's lips curled into a sneer. Her revenge was finally within reach.

Simacuo, Xueze and others were also filled with excitement, clenching their fists, waiting to see Ye Bufan being instantly killed.

Feng Zhiwu, Luo Bingyan, Shen Qiyun and others had a look of concern in their eyes.

"Come on, big brother!"

Fu Jundie, on the other hand, was cheering loudly and wholeheartedly for Ye Bufan.

"You're such a waste, I might as well send you to your grave!"

Feng Jing Lei sneered, a wave of his Thunderous Hammer sent a bolt of lightning several dozen meters long crackling towards them.

Although it was just a random strike, Da Yi Xian's attack was awe-inspiring. The thick bolt of lightning arrived before Ye Bufan in the blink of an eye and struck his chest with tremendous force.

"It's over, what a pity for such a medical genius!"

Many people sighed inwardly, in their minds even a Xuanxian wouldn't be able to withstand this bolt of lightning with just their physical body, let alone a waste like him who didn't even have Xian Yuan.

Si Ma cuo and others became even more excited, their smiles getting out of control. However, at this moment, the scene before them made them freeze instantly.

I saw lightning strike Ye Bufan, but he didn't react at all. There wasn't even a slight bit of resistance, as if nothing had happened.

"This..."

Everyone's eyes widened in shock, as if they had seen a ghost.

How powerful is Fengjinglei's thunder and lightning power, and how formidable is the Zhentian Hammer They had just witnessed it with their own eyes. After all, Shen Qiyue and Luo Bingyan hadn't fully recovered yet.

This was such a powerful blow, yet it didn't have the slightest effect on the man before him.

They had no idea that Ye Bufan, who practiced the Lei Shen Forging Body Art, feared lightning power the least.

Although Feng Jing Lei has a bit of skill, the lightning he releases is nowhere near as powerful as the Annihilating God Thunder. How could it possibly have any effect

The most shocked was Feng Jing Lei himself. He knew very well how strong he was and how powerful the Zhentian Hammer in his hand was.

Normally, for cultivators like Ye Bufan who don't even possess Xian Yuan, ten thousand wouldn't be enough to withstand this strike.

For this very reason, the moment he made his move, he felt the other party was as good as dead.

To his astonishment, the opponent remained completely unfazed. With lightning speed, their fist shot towards him in an instant.

But he still didn't take it too seriously. Even though the other party used some unknown means to withstand his thunder, after all, they were just a cultivator. How could they possibly break through his protective immortal essence

In the blink of an eye, he realized how absurd his idea was.

Ye Bufan's fist slammed into his chest. It looked unremarkable, and the force behind it wasn't particularly strong.

Yet, it possessed a terrifying destructive power, its force exceeding imagination. In an instant, it shattered most of the meridians in his chest, causing him to spew out a mouthful of blood.

This was naturally no ordinary punch. Ye Bufan had integrated the destructive power of the Obliterating Divine Thunder into it, naming it the Obliterating Divine Fist himself.

Although a fist's power is not as great as Thor's Hammer, defeating an opponent with a surprise attack is incredibly easy.

Feng Jing Lei was pushed back seven or eight steps by the successive attacks and then fell to the ground with a thud.

He struggled to get up, but he had no strength at all.

Only then did he realize the severity of his carelessness, how much it had cost him. In all his years, he'd never been wounded so badly. Now, he was completely out of commission.

At this moment, everyone around was completely dumbfounded. No one knew what had happened, and they all looked at each other in stunned silence.

By the time they came to, these people were frantically rubbing their eyes, trying to see if it was a hallucination, if they had misread something.

A nobody, a waste of space who didn't even possess a speck of Xian Yuan, someone they had always looked down upon, actually defeated Feng Jing Lei with a single punch.

If this wasn't He Honglian's disciple, if they hadn't just defeated Luo Bingyan and Shen Qiyue, they would really think this was a fake brought by Ye Bufan. It just didn't seem possible.

Whether it's the aura that's weak to the extreme, or the seemingly harmless punch just now, there is absolutely no reason to find a chance of winning.

Bailíng Pǔ, Zǔfāng Kuí, Sīmǎcuò and others gaped in astonishment, their eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

Isn't this the legendary perennial loser Isn't this the trash that even Xian Yuan couldn't transform How could he possibly win this round

But whether they believed it or not, the facts were right there before them, after all Feng Jing Lei was still lying there, gasping for breath with blood pouring from his mouth.

Ye Bufan retracted his fist and gave a disdainful smile: "Too weak! All chirping and squawking, thinking you have any real ability You can't even withstand one of my punches!"f this painting would be hollow.At this moment, a spectator beside them asked, "Master Yang, how much is this painting worth"After gazing at the calligraphy for a long time, Yang Zichen reluctantly to...