y.Song Yaoji let out a cold snort: "What's so great about that You just repelled an attack once. If you have the guts, then completely drive back all these barbarian soldiers!""Report!"As soon as she...Everyone was shocked. Nobody expected Ye Bufan to dispel the black mist so easily.

Sipu Dianmo's eyes lit up as he said, "Grand Instructor, I didn't expect you to be a master of spellcasting."

Yun Qianxue had been following Ye Bufan closely, her eyes sparkling with admiration. She never expected this young man who came to rescue her to possess such profound skills.

Murong Ping was first shocked, then sighed in his heart.

The other party's martial arts cultivation had already made me look up to them, but I didn't expect them to also be a dual cultivator of both magic and martial arts. Their magical abilities have also reached such a profound level.

Having grown up as a member of a prominent family, he always carried a sense of pride, believing himself to be superior to others in both lineage and cultivation.

Since I met this young man, I realized that what I was proud of was nothing compared to him. There's no comparison at all.

Ye Bufan took back the elixir bottle and smiled faintly: "Just a small trick, nothing to be concerned about."

Across from them, the wizard shrouded in a black robe rasped, "Boy, you've broken through my Devil's Mist Domain."

As she spoke, her black robe fluttered, clearly agitated to the point of fury.

Ye Bufan took two steps forward and said to her, "Need I say more It's already here."

"Dare to defy me, the Great Wizard Pelery, you have guts."

Ye Bufan said: "Damn great wizard, he's just an old hag."

"Boy, you dare disrespect the Grand Mage! I will not only kill you, but also curse all your relatives and friends, ensuring they suffer a miserable fate!"

This guy's voice was both raspy and unpleasant, like an old crow cawing in the night sky, making anyone who heard it shiver with discomfort.

"Die, old hag."

The Xuanwu squad, one member could not bear it any longer. Without the black mist's obstruction, he was no longer afraid of the dark sorcerer before him.

Lifting the modified mechanical arm, a dark gun barrel appeared, aimed at the old witch. The trigger was pulled.

Only a dull thud was heard, and a golden bullet whistled through the night air towards Pelley.

Just as the bullet approached the old hag, a flash of light emanated from the crystal ball in her hand, and a white bone shield materialized out of thin air.

That large-caliber bullet fired with a bang against the bone shield, but it didn't make a single ripple and disappeared without a trace.

"You ignorant Chinese people, dare to attack the great Black Wizard You shall die!"

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Percival was clearly extremely angry; he raised his hand and released the black cat he had been holding.

Then, a strange thing happened. The black cat, which was originally about the size of a house cat, began to grow in the wind, instantly transforming into a ferocious beast larger than a tiger.

Its gaping maw revealed rows of razor-sharp, white teeth. Its limbs were like steel claws, and its two copper bell-like eyes glinted with a chilling glare.

"Meow..."

The black cat after its transformation still called out like a normal feline, but its voice was deafeningly loud.

Then, it transformed into a black bolt of lightning and charged towards the soldier who had just fired his gun. It moved with the ferocity of a beast, its presence awe-inspiring.

"Beast, you're looking for death."

He Qingzhi realized that the black cat before him was not something his men could handle. He let out a roar, and then swung his long sword in his right hand towards the massive head of the black cat with all his might.

"Meow..."

The black cat let out a meow, its eerie eyes seeming to flash with disdain as it met He Qingzhi's blade head-on.

Before He Qingzhi, he was known as the "One-Armed Sword King," which shows how exquisite his swordsmanship was.

The long sword in his hand slashed down onto the black cat's head with force, but it was like hacking against a copper wall and an iron gate. Not only did it have no effect, it didn't even manage to cut off a single hair.

Meanwhile, the black cat's paw lashed out like lightning towards his chest.

This black cat's speed is incredibly fast, almost surpassing even that of a Earth-ranked master.

He Qingzhi didn't have time to dodge, so he could only desperately evade, opening his chest and taking the blow with his modified left hand.

Luckily, it was a mechanical arm and didn't suffer too much damage. Even so, the black cat swatted it away with one paw, sending it flying four or five meters.

"What kind of monster is this It's incredibly powerful."

Everyone else was shocked. Seven or eight members of the Xuanwu team pointed their guns at the black cat and pulled the trigger.

It's a pity that the black cat was far too fast, most of the bullets missed. Two bullets did hit its body, but it didn't seem to cause any harm.

Now everyone was dumbfounded. They encountered a monster impervious to blades and bullets, and it was so ferocious. How could they possibly win this battle

"I don't believe I can't kill this monster."

Lei Pojun let out a furious roar, landing a punch hard on the black cat's neck.

"Meow..."

The black cat let out a howl and punched at the neck with its fist, making a dull thud. Other than its body trembling slightly, it caused no damage.

Immediately following that black

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The cat's claws flashed, like five gleaming steel knives slicing towards Lei Pojun's throat.

"Lao Lei, be careful."

Murong Ping made his move, his long sword slashing fiercely at the black cat's paw.

Although this did not cause too much harm to the black cat, it changed the direction of its claws. Instead of injuring Lei Pojun's neck, it left several bloody wounds on his shoulder.

"Meow..."

Having been struck by a sword, the black cat was obviously extremely enraged. It opened its blood-filled maw and lunged towards Murong Ping's head.

Murong Ping's long sword was retracted, transforming into a myriad of sword lights that slashed towards the black cat.

It's a pity that this demon cat's defense is simply too strong. The sword strikes her large head again and again, but fails to break through.

Now Murong Ping was a little panicked, seeing the blood basin's big mouth coming towards him, and it was too late to dodge.

Just then, a big hand reached out from behind, grabbing him and pulling him back, narrowly avoiding the black cat's gaping maw.

It was Ye Bufan who made the move, saving Murong Ping's life at a critical moment.

One failure after another, the black cat became increasingly enraged. Its eyes flashed red as it glared at Ye Bufan without making a move.

"Got it!"

Ye Bufan roared, the Pill Refinement Bottle soared again, a huge suction force enveloped the black cat.

He had already seen the black cat clearly beside him, its entire body covered in a dark aura, not much different from a corpse puppet.

It was the black wizard's magic that made it such a fearsome monster.

So he'd try, perhaps the spirit vessel could subdue this creature.

As expected, a black qi swiftly rose from the top of the black cat's head and was instantly sucked into the demonic refining bottle.

"Meow..."

As the black qi was sucked away, the black cat's huge body rapidly shrank until it became a normal-sized kitten. After a startled meow, it quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Seeing his own carefully cultivated demon cat being crippled like this, Perlesi was both furious and shocked. He roared, "You bastard! You dared to cripple my precious pet, die!"

In a fit of rage, she unleashed her full power, and the crystal ball in her hand emitted a jet of dark light. Immediately afterward, a cloud of black mist shot towards Ye Bufan.

A flash of excitement crossed Ye Bufan's eyes. This cloud of black mist was a disaster for others, but for him, it was like a delivery of nourishment.

The elixir bottle in his hand was raised, once again sucking up the black mist completely.

(The End)ess against it.Just then, a commotion of footsteps came from behind, and a young man in his thirties or forties, accompanied by a squad of palace guards, rode back in a hurry.It was none other than th...