the first time I’ve ever had my blood typed.”The pregnant woman asked, "What's your blood type"The man said(To be continued, please turn the page)"I am O blood type.""What a coincidence, I'm also typ...Olivier and the three Heaven-rank warriors were dumbfounded. As Westerners, they had never seen teleportation, nor had they ever conceived of such a thing.

It's inconceivable to imagine why the other party would suddenly vanish, let alone reappear behind me.

And when Ye Bufan reappeared, the dragon tooth in his hand flashed like lightning, and three large heads soared into the air afterward, spewing forth a torrent of blood.

Olivier stood beside him, still not understanding what was happening, when he was splashed in the face with blood from an elder. He was shocked and at a loss for words for a moment.

Before he could even react, Ye Bufan's dragon tooth had already pressed against his shoulder.

A gasp rippled through the crowd, particularly Dennis Ton. He never imagined that his meticulously planned hostage situation would be so easily thwarted. He couldn't fathom how the other party managed to bridge such a vast distance.

More amazed by the opponent's strength, three Heavenly Order elders of the Berrick family were instantly defeated and lost their lives before him.

Ye Bufan ignored the crowd's emotions, looking at Olivier with a playful expression: "Well Surprised"

"You just said that you were going to dismember me, and take my possessions and my women, didn't you"

"I..."

As a pampered young master, Olivier was most afraid of death. Now, his face was smeared with blood, and looking at the gleaming cold light of the dragon's fangs and the overwhelming killing intent before him...

His courage had been utterly shattered, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud.

"Mr. Ye, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, please forgive me."

Seeing his younger brother's cowering appearance, Dennis’s brow furrowed immediately, clearly extremely disappointed.

"People like you don't deserve to live in this world, you should be offed."

Ye Bufan's wrist shook, and Olivier's head flew into the air. His body crashed to the ground with a thud.

He turned back to look at Dinstone, but found that the woman's expression hadn't changed much. She seemed not to have seen Olivier's death at all.

"You don't seem to care about your brother, do you"

"He's nothing but trash, a good-for-nothing waste of food. He's only alive because he wastes the Berrick family's resources. I can run the Berrick family just as well if he were dead."

Dennis's voice was flat, as if he wasn't talking about his own brother, but a complete stranger.

"A woman's heart is the most venomous, it seems this is truly the case."

Ye Bufan shook his head and, with a backhand motion, severed the ropes binding Cao Xinghua and the other three.

"That's right, I am vicious. Those who offend me will die." Dennis roared again, his nerves fraying. "You, Ye, think you've won Far from it. This is just an appetizer."

Ye Bufan smiled slightly: "Is that so Feel free to show me what else you've got. I'm a busy person."

"Wait for me. I wouldn't have lured you here without being absolutely certain."

Dennis turned back, his expression respectful as he called out into the darkness of the valley, "Lord Alliance Leader, we request your presence."

As soon as she finished speaking, countless figures flashed from the darkness surrounding them, encircling the small valley.

Meanwhile, a tall figure cloaked in black appeared in the center of the valley.

This person was wrapped from head to toe, a wide black robe even covering their face, making it impossible to see their features. They looked just like the Grim Reaper returning from hell, emanating a chilling aura all over their body.

This man is none other than the Grand Leader of the Black Wizard Alliance, the Saint-Order Cultivator Chilavit.

Nine dark wizards followed him, each exuding a powerful aura and unmistakably powerful mages of the Saint level.

In particular, there were two people on either side, one in a black robe and the other in a red robe. They were Gul'ret, the leader of the Black Witch Cult, and Sarlas, the leader of the Blood Witch Cult.

The original Dark Mage Alliance consisted of three parts: the Dark Sect, the Blood Sect, and the Ghost Sect. Now, it has been completely destroyed by Ye Bufan, leaving only these two sects.

Besides these 10 martial saints, there were hundreds of members from the Black Mage Alliance, each exuding a sinister and terrifyingly powerful aura.

As many powerful members of the Dark Mages Alliance made their appearance, their overwhelming presence instantly enveloped the entire valley, dramatically shifting the situation.

"Ye Bufan, I didn't expect this, did you No matter what you chose just now, the final result is only death."

Dennis snorted with laughter, his voice laced with smugness and arrogance.

Ye Bufan's expression remained as calm as ever, as if he hadn't seen these people at all.

"Everyone knows the Belerick family is backed by the Shadow Mage Alliance. Did you really think I wouldn't see through your facade before I arrived"

"The reason I'm here is that I don't care about these shady characters at all."

His tone was very flat, yet there was a powerful confidence underlying it.

"Boy, you don't even kneel and surrender when you see our盟主." The Blood Witch Cult master Salars, dressed in red robes, stepped forward. "Ye Bufan, although you have some skills, you are still not enough to resist my Black Witch Alliance."

Today, besides the Grand Leader, we have nine Great Witch Saints and a hundred Witch Kings. What do you have to oppose us Just these few people in front of you

I could crush you all with a flick of my wrist.

"Put on an act, you can't keep it up!"

Ye Bufan gave Sarras a playful glance. "In our China, there's a saying: 13 bitches get struck by lightning. This saying fits you perfectly."

As soon as he finished speaking, a deafening clap of thunder echoed through the air. Immediately after, a bolt of lightning as thick as an adult's arm struck down from the sky, slamming into Sarras with full force.

Everything happened so fast, so suddenly, it was beyond everyone's expectations.

However, as a Warchief-level powerhouse, Sarlas still had life-saving artifacts.

Faced with the immense pressure of the lightning, a blood-colored skull in his chest exploded with a bang, followed by a thick cloud of blood mist that enveloped him.

But the bolt of lightning was too powerful, instantly vaporizing the cloud of blood mist and then striking Saralas with full force.

Sarras was blasted backwards seven or eight meters, his entire body scorched black. Even his wizard robe was lifted high by his erect hair, making him look incredibly ridiculous.

However, that blood-red skull still played a crucial role. Though battered and bruised, it ultimately managed to survive.

"Kid, you're asking for it!"

As the Blood Cult's leader, when had Saralas ever suffered such a humiliation He was practically fuming with rage.

He looked up and saw a young man with a big beard appear in mid-air, it was Lei Hufa Xie Changsi.

Meanwhile, one figure after another appeared in the Fourth High School, a total of 39 people, who surrounded the members of the Dark Wizards' Alliance in the valley.

Although there were only about thirty people, the members of the Black Wizard Alliance were all terrified.

Though Chilavert couldn't see expressions, the trembling of his black robes betrayed his inner shock.

Before, I only knew that Ye Bufan was a master, but I didn't expect that he would have such powerful strength under his command. All 39 people are actually martial saints!

After all, in the end, what matters most is the strength of the stronger side.

Like the wizards under his command, those who hadn't reached the level of a Saint Wizard were mostly just a rabble and couldn't contribute much.

While the Wusheng Stage powerhouses on his side numbered only ten, the other party had over thirty. A glance could tell who was stronger and weaker.

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