Don't mess with him, his three beautiful masters are too cruel

Bang!

And at this moment, the thousand disciples of Bufan Academy all made seals with one hand, burst out spiritual power, and formed a barrier to block Han Bufan's attack!

"You actually helped Chu Lingxiao! You are a bunch of traitors! You all deserve to die!"

Han Bufan's eyes turned bloodshot, and he immediately exerted more strength. The determination in his eyes showed that he would not be able to defeat these disciples of the Bufan Academy today!

He will kill anyone who stops him from killing Chu Lingxiao!

boom!

The terrifying force of the fist instantly destroyed the barrier and crushed all the disciples!

Puff puff!

In an instant, hundreds of disciples were torn to pieces by the tremendous force that came crashing down on them!

The remaining six hundred people flew backwards!

"From today on, you are no longer my disciples, and I am no longer your master! Because you disappoint me so much!"

Han Bufan's angry voice resounded throughout the space.

"Haha! You can't even handle your own apprentice, you are a seventh-rank Saint Emperor."

A sarcastic voice suddenly sounded from a distance.

Han Bufan turned around and saw that a passage had opened up in the vine wall in the distance. Two figures immediately walked out, and the leader was Nangong Tuyun!

Behind him was Nangong Zhan, and then the people from the Tianmeng, numbering more than 3,000 people.

Behind these people, corpses piled up like mountains and blood flowed like rivers!

Obviously, Nangong Tuyun had just wiped out all the opponents in the space they were in.

Faced with Nangong Tuyun's sarcastic words, Han Bufan's mouth twitched.

When Han Bufan heard that Tie Wuqing massacred the people from Bufan Academy, he felt very resentful.

Seeing Nangong Tuyun looking at him with a teasing expression, Han Bufan clenched his fists.

Contempt!

Han Bufan couldn't accept the arrogant contempt in Nangong Tuyun's eyes!

Although his strength and influence were not as good as Nangong Tuyun's, he was also a seventh-grade Holy Emperor, but he was ridiculed by Nangong Tuyun on many occasions. This made Han Bufan suddenly feel in his heart that he no longer wanted to cooperate with Nangong Tuyun.

But thoughts are thoughts, resentment is resentment, when Han Bufan saw Nangong Tuyun, his originally ferocious face instantly became warm, even in the face of Nangong Tuyun's teasing, he still smiled and said: "Brother Nangong!"

Nangong Tuyun looked at Han Bufan with a cold face. To Nangong Tuyun, there was no need to be nice to Han Bufan. In his eyes, Han Bufan was just a dog, and a dog who couldn't live without him!

Because Han Bufan wants to defeat Mo Jiutian and become the leader of Jiutian Pavilion, he must have the help of Nangong Tuyun. Without his help, Han Bufan will never be able to sit on the throne of leader in his life.

Therefore, Nangong Tuyun used this to completely control Han Bufan.

Nangong Tuyun also made secret calculations. He would never give the fat piece of meat of Jiutian Pavilion to Han Bufan.

He will let Han Bufan defeat Mo Jiutian first, and then he will get the beautiful Mo Jiutian, and at the same time kill Han Bufan and take over the entire Jiutian Pavilion!

So to Nangong Tuyun, Han Bufan was just a dog that was about to be wiped out by him!

Seeing Nangong Tuyun's attitude, Han Bufan's face turned extremely ugly.

After all, there were hundreds of people from Jiutian Pavilion present at the scene, and Nangong Tuyun's refusal to give him a way out made Han Bufan even more reluctant to cooperate with Nangong Tuyun.

Nangong Tuyun pointed at Chu Lingxiao and said to Han Bufan: "Kill him and I'll give you a chance to show your ability. If you don't kill him, you and your son will not survive today!"

Threat!

Reckless threats!

Han Bufan narrowed his eyes slightly and said nothing.

Nangong Tuyun did not feel threatened by Han Bufan at all. Instead, he felt that Han Bufan was disobedient and even rebellious. His face darkened, "Disobedient?"

Han Bufan raised his eyebrows, "You and I are equals, we benefit each other, why should I use the word obedient?"

Nangong Tuyun was stunned and looked at Han Bufan in disbelief. He actually smiled.

Then his face suddenly darkened, he stretched out his hand and pressed Han Bufan's shoulder heavily and said: "Don't forget, if you want to sit on the position of the head of Jiutian Pavilion, you can't do it without me! So I ask you one more question now, are you obedient or not?"

Nangong Tuyun stared at Han Bufan gloomily, his face full of confidence.

Because he knew that Han Bufan would never dare to talk back. If he angered him, not only would they lose their cooperation, but Han Bufan would also be killed by him. So Han Bufan would rather swallow his anger than resist him.

Nangong Tuyun is absolutely sure about this.

Han Bufan fell silent again. There was anger in his eyes when he looked at Nangong Tuyun. His fists, which he clenched unconsciously, made a slight crackling sound.

On the side, Han Dongba naturally realized that Nangong Tuyun was really disrespectful to his father. If it were someone else, his father would slap the person to death.

But at this moment, Nangong Tuyun was standing opposite him. Even if Han Bufan had ten times the courage, he would not choose to take action.

At this time, Han Bufan's expression became increasingly gloomy.

He met Nangong Tuyun's extremely aggressive gaze, the anger in his eyes became more and more obvious, his fists clenched tighter, and the suppressed emotions in his heart were about to explode.

He suddenly said firmly: "I, Han Bufan, will only cooperate with you and will never be your servant, so what you said about listening to you is bullshit!"

"shit?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Nangong Tuyun's majestic face. He instantly realized that Han Bufan was not so obedient, and this made him smell a hint of danger.

Han Bufan's influence in Jiutian Pavilion is not small. If they help such a traitor to defeat Mo Jiutian, Han Bufan may become even more disobedient, and it would be dangerous if he becomes uncontrollable.

It must be suppressed forcefully!

Nangong Tuyun stretched out his finger again and hit Han Bufan's shoulder hard. The force was so great that it hurt Han Bufan's skin.

"Han Bufan! Don't misunderstand your position! You are just an elder of Jiutian Pavilion!

I am the leader of the Tianmeng!

Also, I'm sure you know the difference in strength between you and me without me telling you!

You want to be on equal footing with me, are you worthy?

Being my servant is also giving you face!

If you don't make me happy, do you think you can exist in heaven?"

Kaka!

Han Bufan clenched his fists even tighter, his nails digging into his flesh. His face turned red and white, looking extremely ugly.

The anger in my heart has been completely ignited!

Nangong Tuyun’s words were very clear. If Han Bufan was obedient, he would be allowed to drink some soup. If he was disobedient, he would be killed immediately!

At this moment, Han Bufan's spiritual power began to circulate in his body. He decided that he would rather fight to the death with Nangong Tuyun than accept such an insult!

But at the last moment, he still endured it, because taking action at this moment would only be showing off his bravery, and the result would be death!

He forced himself to suppress the rage that was about to erupt in his heart and tried to calm himself down.

Because once he takes action, he will definitely lose!

The result of defeat would be the death of both him and his son!

Why should people compete with themselves?

Thinking of this, his livid face finally relaxed a little.