C821 Who do you think you are?!]
C821 Who do you think you are?!]
"So he's the Long Bufan from Spirit Profound Martial House?"
"For the past two years, my reputation among the young generation of martial arts has been rather restless. However, after witnessing it with my own eyes, I can tell that it's nothing much.
After discovering Long Bufan's identity, the gazes of almost everyone present concentrated on the black-uniformed Long Bufan. However, the youths who were able to participate in the Great Sect Competition this time around were all the top geniuses of the sect, and each one of them were all proud and arrogant individuals. Thus, in their subconscious mind, they naturally did not submit to others.
"What's there to be afraid of? The Great Sect Competition has yet to truly begin, but this brat has already become the opponent of many geniuses. He even offended Liu Yunluo, who was in the Yuan Gate." If he had known earlier, he would have attacked and knocked out Liu Yunluo's sword beams, thus wouldn't have brought about this much trouble.
Liu Yunluo's face remained indifferent as he glanced at Long Bufan, as though nothing had happened. However, a voice filled with provocation resounded in Long Bufan's mind: "I remember your appearance, I will come to Hundred Sects Battlefield to plunder your points, if the number of demon corpses you have killed disappoints me, then ? That place will be your burial ground. "
As he heard Liu Yunluo's arrogant, yet disdainful, threatening sound transmission, Long Bufan's brows slightly twitched as a hint of ruthlessness flashed past his eyes.
F * ck, I'm not going to provoke you, but I'm actually trying to make trouble for me!
Other people are afraid of you, but your father here isn't. If you anger me, you might as well give up on one of your primordial spirits. You won't even be able to recognize your own father!
Being attacked by the sword beam that suddenly appeared, coupled with the provocation in his words, Long Bufan felt a surge of fury in his chest. His ice-cold voice wasn't as hypocritical as Liu Yunluo's voice, but it was filled with a candid and cold smile: "If you want to set up a burial ground for me, then who do you think you are?"
When he said that, everyone's eyes were immediately filled with astonishment, because they realised that when Long Bufan said those words, the person who their eyes were fixated on, was precisely Liu Yunluo.
It was clear that Long Bufan's arrogant words were directed at Liu Yunluo alone.
But Liu Yunluo had not said anything from the beginning till the end, so why would Long Bufan suddenly say something that didn't fit the bill?
Right, send the message secretly!
Everyone present were all Martial Cultivator s, so they all knew about the extremely secretive sound transmission skill. Could it be that Liu Yunluo had just spoken a few threatening words to the brat from Spirit Profound Martial House?
When they thought of this, everyone was worried. However, they were also shocked. Had that boy gone mad? Even if Liu Yunluo had said some provocative words, how could he dare to brazenly reply with such provocative words? Didn't he know that Liu Yunluo had a fifth grade super sect behind him, and was an enormous monster?
He was tired of living!
In their hearts, everyone's reactions lasted only a moment, and immediately, all of their gazes turned towards Liu Yunluo, to see what kind of reaction the top genius of the super sect's young generation had.
As expected, Liu Yunluo's pair of sharp eyes revealed a trace of anger.
However, before he could do anything, the white-haired old man beside him suddenly let out a cold snort. The wooden staff in his hand heavily knocked on the ground.
"Weng ?!"
In that short instant, an extremely terrifying sharp aura exploded forth directly, and then, like a flood, it fiercely pressed down on Long Bufan's body!