Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

0Long Bufan held onto the half piece of the treasure map. The yellow kraft paper gave off a simple and unadorned feeling as time passed.    0

    

When looking at this half of the treasure map, the expressions of Yang Liya, Yang Yu and the other two warriors changed drastically, their eyes filled with shock.    

    

Looking at Long Bufan in front of him, Yang Liya's cold face carried a tinge of anger, her eyebrows knitted slightly as she shouted: "Why do you have this blueprint? What did you do to Elder Yang and the rest?! "    

    

Yang Yu and the other two also stared at Long Bufan with eyes filled with anger. It was evident that this treasure map had appeared in Long Bufan's hands, causing them to feel rather shocked and angry.    

    

And when Long Bufan saw the reactions of the four of them, he was also assured in his heart that these few fellows were not training at Flame Volcano, but were instead here searching for the Monuments treasure.    

    

"Heh heh, looks like saving him wasn't in vain."    

    

Long Bufan was secretly delighted in his heart, his lips lifted into a charming smile as he replied indifferently, "I don't know who Elder Yang you're talking about. I plundered these two corpses from time to time."    

    

"Corpse ?" "A corpse!"    

    

Hearing that, Yang Liya's face turned pale white, her fist trembling as she clenched it, obviously unable to accept this answer.    

    

"Bastard, you actually killed our Elder Yang, I will kill you!"    

    

The dark skinned warrior who was holding a purple bow suddenly shouted, he angrily pulled his bow up, and aimed the sharp arrow straight at Long Bufan's head.    

    

However, just as he finished speaking, Yang Liya, Yang Yu and the rest felt that something was amiss, they turned to look at Long Bufan, only to see that the young man's face had become extremely cold.    

    

"Swoosh!"    

    

The tanned warrior did not hesitate to shoot his bow, carrying the sound of air being torn apart, towards Long Bufan at a fast speed.    

    

Long Bufan looked at the incoming arrow calmly, and the spirit force in his body immediately erupted. Then, his body which had fused with the Concept of Wind moved, and he took a step forward.    

    

"Black Tiger, be careful!"    

    

Seeing Long Bufan's action, Yang Yu was surprised, and immediately shouted:    

    

Because he felt that at the same time Long Bufan took a step forward, he had already turned into a blurry figure, and with an extremely strange movement skill and speed, he dodged the arrow and rushed explosively towards the dark-skinned warrior.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

However, just as Yang Yu blurted out his surprise, Long Bufan's ghost-like figure had already appeared in front of the tanned warrior like a flash of lightning. With a swing of his palm, a loud and clear slapping sound suddenly rang beside everyone's ears.    

    

"Hu!"    

    

Obviously, Long Bufan's slap did not have the slightest trace of mercy, the palm wind that contained a hidden force ruthlessly swept down, the tanned warrior snorted, and immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.    

    

The thick blood was mixed with two or three shattered teeth, and the dark-skinned martial artist's body was also sent flying by that powerful force. He spun in the air like a spinning top, and after a few rounds, he finally fell to the ground, groaning in pain as he was almost knocked unconscious.    

    

"Black Tiger!"    

    

Looking at the black tiger that had been injured in a single slap, the expression of the other martial practitioner with an aquiline nose also suddenly darkened. He shouted, "Let's all go up together and fight this bastard!"