"Crash!"
A whole group of Luosheng Sect disciples were blasted away on the spot, thrown in all directions. Ye Bufan's body trembled as well, blood gushed out.
"Swish!"
Kong Ningshuang shot out in an instant, caught Ye Bufan, and said worriedly, "Are you okay? I'll send you out and let Ye Qingfeng protect you!"
"Move!"
Ye Bufan's voice was ice-cold.
"Your body's wrong, it's like something's mutating. Go out first!" Kong Ningshuang said.
"I told you—get lost!"
Ye Bufan's eyes were scarlet to the extreme, his aura suddenly erupted, and he slashed straight at Kong Ningshuang with One Sword.
"Brat, are you courting death?" Gu Qingchuan hurriedly struck. Her sleeve flared with a wave and directly flipped Ye Bufan away.
"Kill!"
Ye Bufan got up again, ignoring his injuries. His eyes boiled with killing intent as he charged at Gu Qingchuan once more.
