After a whole morning of tempering, Yun Bufan ran back to the mountain where he had condensed before, without procrastinating at the moment, after sitting down cross-legged, he entered the state of meditation again!
After practicing this way for more than half a month, Yun Bufan had already cultivated to the first level. Ni Canghai was obviously very satisfied with the result, so he let the latter rest for half a day. Originally, Yun Bufan still didn't want to relax his cultivation, but he also knew the truth that haste is not enough, so he didn't object.
On this day, Yun Bufan was wandering, and suddenly a sharp voice came to the latter's ears, "Oh, that's not Ziyangtang's trash, he still has the mood to hang out!"
Yun Bufan followed the voice and looked around, and he saw three young men who were about the same age as Yun Bufan walking towards this side! Looking at their dresses, they should be the disciples of Chixiatang. When the teenager who had just spoken out saw Yun Bufan's face indifferent and ready to go on, he immediately shouted, "Hey, waste, call you!"
"Who is the waste called?" Yun Bufan turned his head and looked at the three of them with idiot eyes, and said slowly.
"Of course I called you!" The boy replied with a disdainful expression. The remaining two were also looking at the robed boy coldly with arrogant expressions!
With a sneer at the corner of Yun Bufan's mouth, he shrugged and said: "It turns out that the trash was calling me just now! Disrespect and disrespect!"
"You`"" The young man who just scolded Yun Bufan for trash woke up and realized that he was being played, his face changed suddenly, facing the other two people beside him, he said sternly, "Give me a good tidy up of this trash, so that he will have a long memory. ! Waste, you must have the consciousness of being waste!"
The other two smiled coldly, and then walked forward to Yun Bufan, rubbing their hands continuously. Regarding the actions of the two, Yun Bufan did not take any action, still staring at the three mockingly. Seeing Yun Bufan standing on the spot, the teenagers had forgotten to flee because the latter was scared, but the thick ridicule on the latter's face made them feel uneasy.
"Damn, pretending to be calm, kill him!" One of them shouted loudly, and struck Yun Bufan with his fist, with a faint golden brilliance on his fist. The young man was still very confident in his Huang-level cultivation. After all, everyone has only cultivated for more than half a month, and there are not many who can condense the energy, let alone reach the yellow rank, so he is full of confidence in dealing with this non-psychic trash in front of him!
Seeing his companion lifted his fist forward, the other person was not far behind, and also waved his arm to shoot at the young man! Looking at the two people who rushed towards him, Yun Bufan had a bottom in his heart. Both of them were Huang Jie's cultivation bases, and they were far from him, so to deal with them, the boy did not intend to expose his strength!
"call!"
The fist slammed into Yun Bufan's eyes at once, and he kept zooming in the latter's black pupils! Seeing that his fist was about to hit the boy's face, the boy with a fist flashed a hideous color and a touch of excitement. However, the bloodshed picture did not appear in front of everyone. Just when the big fist of the punching boy was about to hit Yun Bufan, the latter slightly turned his body, and the fist mixed with the fist wind followed the original path The young man's chest stroked across!
"How is this possible?" The fist-fisted boy looked at Yun Bufan with a joke, and his heart was full of surprise!
"Oh!" Seeing Yun Bufan avoiding his fist, the other person was also quite surprised, but he still cut his palm to the young man's neck without hesitation! If this palm is cut down, the young man in clothes will definitely not be able to bear it! How could Yun Bufan, as he wished, flashed his body and swept his legs, and tripped the palm-cleaver boy to the ground, but knocked off his front teeth, bleeding in his mouth!
At this time, the old fist of the young man came to Yun Bufan's eyes again. Yun Bufan was also set on fire. He stopped defending, and then turned his palm into claws, and immediately grasped the former's fist. Seeing that his fist was grabbed by the boy with a fist, the boy who threw a fist was able to pull his fist out, but no matter how hard he exerted his force, his hand would be firmly clamped, but he would not move. Minutes!
"Huh!" Seeing that he couldn't get his hand out, the boy fisted, his eyes were cold, he raised his leg and kicked Yun Bufan's crotch!
"Looking for death!" Yun Bufan twisted his hand, and at the same time secretly used his spiritual power in his legs, and violently kicked at the leg attacked by the punching boy!
Only two clicks were heard, and the fisting teenager wailed in pain, and it was chilling to see him crying with his legs and hands in his arms!
The young man who scolded Yun Bufan didn't expect the situation to become like this. Seeing the waste he had always thought of walking towards him step by step with a chill on his face, he couldn't help feeling timid!
"No, this waste can't be so strong! Let me step on you under your feet!" The young man roared evilly, and hurried away at Yun Bufan, with a palm facing him!
"I don't know how high the sky is!" Yun Bufan shook his head, raising his hand to pat the oncoming palm!
"puff!"
However, I saw that young man, like a kite with a broken line, shot backwards, dragging out a humanoid trajectory along the way!
"Impossible, how could you, a psychic trash, be so powerful!" The young man spit out another mouthful of blood while roaring!
"Yes, I'm a trash, but you are not as good as trash, so you ```Damn!" After saying this, Yun Bufan walked towards the young man with a cold face!
Seeing that Yun Bufan had the idea of killing himself, the young man supported the ground with both hands, and his legs kept pushing back, "Go away, don't come over, this is the sword gate, don't think about killing me!"
"Oh, let's kill you!" Yun Bufan shrugged, and slashed at the horrified young man with a palm!
"stop!"
Just when Yun Bufan's palm was about to fall on the boy's face, a shout came over! Immediately, a large palm transformed from aura struck Yun Bufan.
"Sure enough, there are still people!" Yun Bufan retracted his palm, avoided the palm wind, and then saw the master of the voice, "So it's you!"
Seeing that the visitor turned out to be Jian Chen, Yun Bufan was shocked. He didn't expect this person to be able to transform into aura. He would at least be in the fourth level of the Human Spirit Realm. He was not an opponent at all with his current strength!
"Yun Bufan, I didn't expect you to be so cruel, you would kill your fellow students!" Jian Chen stared at the young man with a cold expression.
Yun Bufan shrugged and said with a playful expression: "I just wanted to scare him, but I didn't expect Senior Brother Jianchen to come so timely!"
Jian Chen's complexion flickered, and then he said: "It's just for fun? I think you just want to kill my Chixiatang disciple!"
"Yes, yeah, this rubbish just wants to kill me. Brother Jianchen, you must call the shots for me and vent your anger for Chixiatang!" The disciple who stood on the ground was pale at this time, but his eyes were still Looking at Yun Bufan like a poisonous snake.
Hearing the two scare him under the name Chixiatang, Yun Bufan shrugged indifferently and said, "Then I don't know what Brother Jianchen wants?"
"Hmph, hitting my Chixiatang disciple, it is naturally impossible to expose it easily, so I will punish you now!" Yan Fu, Jian Chen's aura burst out!
Yun Bufan's pupils shrank, knowing that he was not Jian Chen's opponent at all now, but since the opponent treated himself as a soft persimmon, he couldn't make him feel better! Right now, Yun Bufan secretly transported the Spirit of Scarlet Fire all over his body, staring at each other's movements with solemn expression!