Chapter 802: Killing Intent

joy in his heart at that moment. He had already seen it when he peeked inside the cardboard box just now.The terracotta figurine wasn't wearing an ordinary ring, but a rare magic artifact—a storage r..."Dong's family"

After mentioning these two words, Ye Bufan's heart suddenly surged with anger.

I've never messed with the Dong family, yet they keep targeting people around me.

Seeing Ye Bufan remained silent, Dong Haisheng wore a smug look on his face, thinking his family background had intimidated the other party.

"Listen up, kid. You're messing with the Dong family, and we don't take kindly to that. Get down on your knees right now, maybe you'll live to see another day..."

Just as he was going on and on trying to act tough, a huge hand suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Bang!"

A crisp sound echoed through the night as Dong Haisheng was slapped away by Ye Bufan, flying more than ten meters.

This slap was loud and heavy, he felt like his head was about to explode, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with teeth.

This was still a result of showing mercy. If Ye Bufan didn't have anything else to ask this guy later, he could have slapped him to pieces with one palm.

Tian Ruyi saw all this, her heart skipped a beat. In just a few days, the man before her seemed to have lost a touch of elegance and gained a hint of ferocity.

Dong Haisheng was dizzy and spinning. He stumbled around on the ground for a few circles before regaining his bearings. He pointed at Ye Bufan and shouted, “Kill him! Kill him quickly!”

Even Dong's bodyguards were taken aback. They hadn't expected Ye Bufan to make a move so decisively and with such force.

"Boy, you dare to attack our young master You're dead!"

Ni Heng took the lead and jumped out, raising his hand to strike Ye Bufan's chest with a palm.

He was extremely skilled, having reached the peak of the Earthly Stage, second only to the Heavenly Stage master, Purple Yang Daoist. That's why he stayed behind to protect Dong Haisheng.

But Ye Bufan's slap just now had dealt a serious blow to his pride, as if it had slapped him in the face. This filled him with extreme anger, so he put all his strength into this palm strike.

A cold light flashed in Ye Bufan's eyes, and he met the attack with a palm strike of his own.

At the same level of earth-tier grandmaster, he is absolutely invincible.

The moment their palms met, a dull thud echoed through the air. Ye Bufan staggered back, while Ni Heng flew backwards like a tattered ragdoll.

Ni Heng was astonished. He didn't expect that Ye Bufan, who looked so mild and unassuming, would actually possess such formidable cultivation.

He was so shaken that his blood churned, and he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Worse yet, before he could even recover, Ye Bufan followed closely behind like a shadow. By the time his feet touched the ground, he landed a punch squarely on his cheek. With no other choice, he could only forcibly gather his true energy and endure the blow.

After another loud bang, he flew out seven or eight meters again. But this time, he couldn't control the qi and blood within him anymore, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

And at this time, Ye Bufan's murderous intent was at its peak, not intending to let him go at all. He pursued again, kicking him when he was about to land.

Ni Heng did his best to barely take the kick, but he was sent flying upwards for dozens of meters. While in mid-air, he coughed up blood profusely.

Ye Bufan leapt up, grabbing Ni Heng's ankle with one hand. He slammed him to the ground like a sack of potatoes.

The poor Dong family masters, the pitiful cultivators at the peak of the Earth Rank, were caught and beaten by Ye Bufan.

After venting his anger, Ye Bufan finally kicked him away.

At this time, Ni Heng had lost all signs of life and was already a corpse.

Only then did the other members of the Dong family come to their senses. Dong Haisheng shouted again at the bodyguard beside him: "You bunch of dead men, what are you staring at Get over here and kill him quickly!"

Those bodyguards woke up like a jolt, drawing their weapons from their hips and raising them to fire.

At this moment, Ye Bufan's figure had already disappeared from their sight. Immediately afterwards, a sharp flash of blade light appeared before their eyes.

With an indomitable aura, Longya sliced through the throats of ten bodyguards in the blink of an eye, blood spurting wildly.

Ye Bufan held the blood-stained Dragon's Fang in his hand, his body radiating killing intent.

He showed no mercy tonight, daring to attack those around him. The only result that awaits him is death.

Now the entire Tián Family Courtyard fell into a deathly silence, Ye Bufan's prowess far exceeded everyone's imagination.

They knew Ni Heng's cultivation level, which was the peak of Earth Rank. Looking at the entire Jiangsu City, there was no one as skilled as him. Even the president of the Jiangsu Martial Arts Association had only just reached the middle stage of Earth Rank.

Such a person was beaten like a dog, not even able to fight back.

This is still bearable, the scariest thing was just now.

Generally speaking, even the most skilled fighters would fear firearms. However, Dong Family's ten elite bodyguards didn't even get a chance to draw their weapons in front of him.

It turned into a corpse almost in the blink of an eye, which was truly terrifying.

Ye Bufan finished everything and ignored others. He strode towards An Yimo.

There were originally two servants from the Tian family guarding An Yimo, but seeing Ye Bufan who looked like a god of death, none of them dared to stop him.

On the contrary, he let go of An Yimo and backed away in panic, fearing that this god of death would take his life if he was displeased.

Ye Bufan came to the woman's side, his eyes filled with tenderness. He pulled her into his arms and said, "Are you alright"

"I'm fine, Xiao Fan. It's so good to know you're alive."

An Yimo plunged into his arms, tears of excitement streaming down her face.

"Alright, that's taken care of. Let me deal with these people first."

Ye Bufan patted An Yimo's back and turned to look at the people behind him.

At this moment, Dong Haisheng finally came back to his senses from the shock just now and turned his head to run.

But a voice filled with murderous intent echoed from behind Ye Bufan: "If you take another step, I'll chop off your head."

Dong Haisheng was so frightened that his whole body trembled. The leg he had just raised retracted again. Thinking of Ye Bufan's terrifying methods just now, he didn't even have the courage to take that step.

"Come here."

Ye Bufan said again.

"Let me tell you, I'm the eldest son of the Dong family. If you dare touch me..."

Dong Haisheng originally wanted to use the face of his understanding family to intimidate the other party, but before he could finish speaking, an ice spear suddenly appeared in front of him, piercing through his left arm with a "poof".

"One more word out of you, and next time I'll blow your brains out."

"Ah!"

Dong Haisheng just let out a scream, but thinking of what Ye Bufan had said, he hurriedly covered his mouth with his other arm and then walked over tremblingly.

"Kneel down."

This time, he dared not hesitate any longer and fell to his knees before Ye Bufan.

"Tell me, do I have a grudge against your Dong family"

"No, we didn't know about you at all before."m"It's clear that he also believes the person who knocked out Chu Xiao earlier was a disciple sent by the Ninth Peak."No, we've had people watching him and checking up on him, it was just him."Chu Xia...