er the celebration banquet, Ye Bufan received a call from Yi Luo Xiang. She and Huang Xiaomei had finished dealing with matters in Shanghai and arrived in Beijing.Ye Bufan picked up the two people at..."Senior, it's like this..."

The young man, with a respectful demeanor, began to speak.

Although Ye Bufan looks a few years younger than him, the cultivation world has always been about cultivation level, not age.

Since the other party's cultivation is higher than one's own, they are worthy of being addressed as senior.

And for a cultivator, appearance doesn't matter at all.

Many cultivators with high levels of cultivation can change their appearance at will. Perhaps they are ancient monsters who have lived for hundreds of years.

"Senior, my junior sister and I came out to hone our skills. Before we left, the elders of our sect repeatedly warned us not to come to the Beikong Sword Sect."

Ye Bufan asked, "Why Is the Beiqiong Sword School very scary"

"Yes!"

The young man glanced at the two people from the Beiqiong Sword Sect, but ultimately gritted his teeth.

"The Northern Sky Sword Sect is powerful and has always been wicked, bullying men and women, taking pleasure in oppressing other cultivators. My master's wife died here because she passed through the territory of the Northern Sky Sword Sect."

My master said that the Beikong Sword Sect, from top to bottom, are all villains. Even if we destroyed their sect, not a single one of them would be innocent!

Ye Bufan said, "Since that's the case, why did you come here" How can he not fear my lightning power"This was Xiahou Ting's last thought, followed by a forceful kick to his face, no different from the one delivered to the fat man just before."Um..."With endless...