How many enemies do you have in the Imperial Capital"I have never been to the capital, I don't even know that many people, how could I possibly have enemiesYe Bufan said, “The people around me, even t..."Think you can run Not so easy."

A cold glint flashed in Ye Bufan's eyes. These people were all accomplices of the Luo Ding family.

In this bio-lab, they captured countless live specimens. Some died from torture, while others were directly executed by them. In short, their hands are stained with the blood of the innocent.

For this very reason, he had no intention of letting anyone here go.

The dark moon howled silently, transforming into a scythe wielded by Death itself, relentlessly reaping the lives of these people.

Whether hidden, escaped, or fought to the death, in the end they all become corpses.

The smell of blood in the air grew stronger, and the vast residence of the Lotring family was shrouded in a murderous aura.

After a few breaths, the surrounding gunfire disappeared, and there was not a living soul left.

Sima Wei's expression was indifferent. Although she didn't make a move, she knew these people deserved to die.

Feeling the contempt in the other person's expression, Victor flew into a rage.

"Burn him!"

He waved his hand, and the fire dragon roared out, charging towards the two of them.

Ye Bufan smiled slightly, his wrist flipped, and a basketball-sized green fireball appeared in his palm.

"Fireball Do you really think that can stand up to my fire dragon"

Victor curled his lip, his face a mask of disdain.

In his eyes, Ye Bufan's this was the most ordinary fireball spell, even their lowest-ranking mages could use it.

Puyoer stood beside him, still somewhat unsure in his heart. After all, Ye Bufan had displayed such formidable strength before.

Now, all you see is a fireball from the opponent. Compared to the fire dragon, it's pathetically weak and not even in the same league.

At the same time, he secretly rejoiced in his heart that he had hired such a powerful mage. Otherwise, the consequences today would have been unimaginable.

Ye Bufan ignored the thoughts of the two people. Seeing the fire dragon rush to his front, he flicked his wrist lightly, and a green fireball shot past.

A fireball colliding with a fire dragon would be a one-sided massacre, in anyone's eyes.

Facts speak for themselves, a one-sided situation has emerged.

The once ferocious fire dragon, upon contact with the green fireball, instantly crumbled and dissolved. The condensed fire elements were devoured by the Tiandi Fire, leaving nothing behind.

There's no way, the gap in their ranks is simply too vast, they're not even on the same level.

"This..."

Puyol's eyes widened in surprise. He couldn't have imagined such a result.

A dragon that is incredibly flashy pales in comparison to an ordinary fireball.

Victor was also dumbfounded, his eyes wide with shock. Things had taken an unexpected turn.

Ye Bufan smiled faintly: “Come again, use whatever skills you have. You still have two chances.”

Victor's expression grew grim, the young man's strength was beyond his imagination.

He now held a crystal ball staff in his hand, and then muttered words under his breath. This incantation was much longer than the last one.

"Let the fury of Thor descend!"

The spell ended, and Victor waved his wand. A deafening clap of thunder erupted in the air.

"Boom!"

The elemental force of thunder from heaven and earth rapidly gathered, finally coalescing into three bolts of lightning, each ten zhang in length.

Lightning hovered in mid-air, densely packed with azure electric arcs that crackled and hissed, exuding an aura of immense power.

"Arrogant Chinese, you're finally finished!"

Puyoer excitedly waved his fists, thinking Ye Bufan was too arrogant.

If they had acted sooner, before Victor could complete the spell, there might have still been a chance to survive. But now it's too late.

Such immense power of thunder, even steel and bone could not withstand it.

As soon as he finished speaking, three bolts of lightning descended, and the violent power of thunder completely engulfed Ye Bufan's figure.y believed it or not, the facts were right there before them, after all Feng Jing Lei was still lying there, gasping for breath with blood pouring from his mouth.Ye Bufan retracted his fist and gave a...