Ruoyun couldn't help but said to Zhang Shu: "Give me some face and let your son leave a way for my apprentice to survive. I will be grateful."

Zhang Shu thought, maybe this could be used to blackmail Ruoyun.

But before he could open his mouth, many disciples around him exclaimed in surprise.

Zhang Shu thought to himself, could it be that his son ended up marrying Ye Xiu so quickly?

He turned to look at the arena.

When he saw this, his eyes suddenly burst into tears: "No!"

In the field, Zhang Bufan was seen surrounded by clouds of black energy.

Those black auras are transformed from war spirits!

Zhang Bufan is not worthy of Ye Xiu exposing his cultivation.

So he took out the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and released several Nascent Soul-level battle spirits, as well as one in the out-of-body stage.

These alone are enough.

Several fighting spirits crazily got into Zhang Bufan's body.

Biting his soul and sucking his flesh and blood!

"Ah ah ah, save me, save me!"

Zhang Bufan fell to the ground and let out shrill wails.

Everyone at the scene was shocked.

I never expected such a result.

I thought it would be incomprehensible at least in the beginning.

Zhang Shu's eyes were about to burst, and he shouted loudly: "Despicable and shameless, your Yunling Sect actually uses such despicable methods, open the formation quickly!"

Luo Weiwei was not happy: "How are we so despicable? Please make it clear!"

Zhang Shu pointed at Ye Xiu angrily: "He is a kid in the foundation building stage, but he actually has such a high-level magic weapon as the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.

Moreover, there is a Nascent Soul inside, an out-of-body level fighting spirit. Isn’t this despicable and shameless!”

Luo Weiwei was amused by his words: "The referee said before the game started that any means can be used.

Why didn't you come out and stop it at that time? Now that you see your son is dying, you come to accuse me."

Zhang Shu was very angry with Luo Weiwei.

This is the truth.

But when it's used on himself, it doesn't work.

His expression was very ferocious: "Stop talking nonsense, open the formation quickly, if anything happens to my son, I will be buried with the Yunling Sect!"

The Linghuo Sect finally managed to create a genius like Zhang Bufan with a red flame fighting body, and he treated him like a treasure on weekdays.

Luo Weiwei was extremely angry.

But even though he was extremely unhappy, he also knew that it was impossible to really let Ye Xiu kill people.

She looked at Ye Xiu and sighed: "It's almost done, let him go."

On the ring, Ye Xiu opened his palm, pointed it at Zhang Bufan, and shook it hard.

Each fighting spirit suddenly burst out with all its power.

Zhang Bufan's screams stopped suddenly, and his body fell there, motionless.

The body shriveled, the soul was swallowed up, and the body could no longer die.

He shook the Ten Thousand Souls Flag in his hand and put away a few fighting spirits.

Ye Xiu quickly removed all the treasures from Zhang Bufan's body.

There are a lot of good things about this guy.

In fact, if he were to let go with all his strength, it would really not be that easy to solve without exposing his true strength.

If you want to blame him, you can only blame him for underestimating the enemy and being self-righteous.

The scene suddenly became extremely quiet.

Only the Linghuo Sect disciples were left, and the elders kept breathing heavily.

Each of their eyes emitted a terrifying red light.

Ye Xiu is slapping them in the face and provoking them!
Chapter completed!