Broken Night - Chapter 368

[Chapter Three Hundred and Sixty Three – Be a Gentleman]

Broken Night

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Chapter Three Hundred and Sixty Three – When a Gentleman

Some of them are silent.

After all, some of them planned to follow the Zuo, Huang, and An families, but because they were sent away by the three, they were forced to follow Li Bufan, who was also of the four major families.

Li Bufan walked all the way, and was flattered by the people behind him, and his expression softened a little, and then Shi Shiran walked forward.

“Huh?” Suddenly, a shadow of blood flashed in front of him.

At the next moment, a blood-colored head that looked like a wolf beast condensed from a cloud of red mist rushed towards everyone!

“This is probably the blood fiend, kill!” Li Bufan’s expression remained unchanged, and he easily felt that the blood fiend in front of him was mediocre, probably only as strong as an ordinary beast, not even a tattooed beast.

Those who can enter the outer gate of Yunfu are all children of aristocratic families.

He has been cultivated at a high level since he was a child, and patterns, patterns, techniques, and food are all top choices.

To deal with such an ordinary blood evil, it is natural to bring it from hand to hand.

boom!

The blood demon pierced with a sword, and with a bang, it turned into a thick blood mist, infiltrating from the seven orifices of the tattoo.

The famous tattoo artist felt the stronger body, and his face showed a happy expression: “Good thing!”

Swish swish…

As if the wolf-shaped blood evil was just the starting point, countless wolf-shaped blood evils swarmed towards them!

“Hahaha, come well! The more you come, the better!”

Even though the amount is large, these blood evil spirits are low in strength, like blood will be sent.

Even Li Bufan can slowly take out an ordinary long sword and kill a few.

After all, Li Bufan did not break through the Xiantian Palace, nor did he comprehend the method to be able to scribble patterns.

To be honest, his strength is the lowest on the field.

But soon, they found that the blood demons were all killed.

One by one, they just felt unhappy, and they wished they would come back with thousands of heads and turn them into blood to improve their bodies.

Suddenly, there was a silent breath ahead.

“Huh? There seems to be a shadow over there!”

“Is that a blood evil?”

A man who was good at using bows was overjoyed: “I’m coming!”

“Drink!” The

arrow let out a whistling sound, heading straight for the dark shadow in the distance!

puff.

A deep sound, like a stone sinking into the sea.

They vaguely saw around the black shadow, surrounded by a few more shadows, and the arrow just hit one of the shadows.

“It looks like a big guy is here this time.” They were not frightened, but showed excited expressions on their faces.

It’s just that as the two sides got closer, the excited expressions on the outer disciples’ faces gradually subsided, and they were replaced by dignified, even fearful ones.

This is a group of people walking.

Each is a uniform bald head with six-point ring marks on the head.

The young man walking at the head was surrounded by three simple brown gates, exuding a heavy and condensed light.

“Is it Jidao Temple?”

Li Bufan frowned, looking at these bald donkeys with a headache.

Thousands of years ago, the age of religion was long gone, and few still believe.

The Jidao Temple, which was brought out without a word, has always been a peculiar scenery of Nanhuang City.

It was Xuan Xiu, the leader, whose strength was indeed extraordinary.

“Amitabha, I have seen a few donors.” Xuanxiu and Li Bufan walked five meters apart and stopped at the same time. Xuanxiu spoke first.

Although not to be seen, Xuanxiu’s status is here.

Although Ji Dao Temple does not belong to the top three, it is among the eight courtyards.

In the south, where academies and aristocratic families are equal, the power behind this is no less than that of the big tribes in the north.

Not to mention that Xuan Xiu is a silent direct disciple, who has obtained the practice of the “Eight Wilderness Liuhe Divine Art”.

In terms of status, it can be said to be on an equal footing with Li Bufan, the son of the Li family.

Therefore, after Xuanxiu took the initiative to say hello, Li Bufan had no choice but to bow his hands: “I have seen the master.”

Xuanxiu folded his hands and saluted, and did not turn around: “After a few donors can walk forward for a while, it is the road to the The ladder door on the third floor. It’s just that the ladder door is limited. If the blood in the body does not reach a certain limit, it will not be able to pass.”

“Oh?” Li Bufan quickly asked: “If this is the case, the master must have an idea.”

“Amitabha, Since there are restrictions on access to the upper floors, there are probably only three methods.”

Li Bufan continued, “I would like to hear the details.”

“The first method is to practice on the spot, absorb blood to a certain extent, and go up through the ladder door. It’s just a last resort in this race against time.”

“The second method is to plunder the blood of the cultivators on the same level in exchange for time to go to the next level.” Hearing Xuanxiu’s indifferent words so full of blood. Li Bufan’s group suddenly showed a cautious look on their faces, and some of them hurriedly held the tattooed soldiers in their hands, facing the group of Jidao Temple from a distance.

Xuanxiu shook his head and continued: “It’s just that this is not in line with my Buddhist philosophy, and can only be regarded as a middle strategy.”

Li Bufan also didn’t want to fight Xuanxiu, after all, he was not really high on the battlefield.

He just wanted to find a place to quietly absorb blood and improve his [soft body].

He hurriedly asked, “May I ask what the master’s best strategy is?”

Xuanxiu sighed softly: “The best strategy is naturally to hunt down the blood fiend, which is derived from the giant tower of iron and blood and does not belong to real life, in exchange for the blood will to enter the next floor. ”

The group of blood demons that the donors just killed were chased by Xiao Seng and his party for a long time. They were planning to hunt down their blood demons and let Xiao Seng and others enter the next floor. But they were eaten by several donors.” ”

The expressions of Li Bufan and his party changed drastically.

Xuanxiu said in a low voice, “Since the top plan doesn’t work, the little monk thinks about the Jidao Temple, so he has to go for the middle plan. Please leave by yourself. It’s not necessary, and the little monk doesn’t want to do anything. There is a good life in heaven. Virtue, the earth has the thickness of things… A gentleman has the beauty of an adult, and the little monk wants to invite a few donors to be a gentleman.”

At this moment, when they heard Xuanxiu’s words, they still couldn’t understand what Xuanxiu wanted to do, and they were idiots.

One of the disciples of the noble family showed a sneer on his face: “A group of bald donkeys, doing some murderous work, but insisting on a good name. If you want blood, use your strength to get it!” You

can enter the outer gate of Yunfu and pass through the forbidden forest. The first battle is still left, and the strength will naturally not be weak.

Holding the long sword in one hand, the pattern of the long sword is slightly bright, and the sword is shot out in the hand, and it is actually planning to strike first!

“Amitabha.” Xuanxiu didn’t see any movement, just whispered something.

The pattern around him [Sanshengmen] turned on its own, blocking the sword energy: “For the sake of Jidao Temple, for my Buddha to shine in the world. The little monk can only kill.”

Xuanxiu raised his head slightly, those eyes No sorrow or joy.

The folded hand was slightly raised, and the tattoos on his body were strong.

Behind it, the lines are tangled and intertwined.

In the blink of an eye, it was condensed into a big hand!

Seeing this big hand, Li Bufan and his party were full of horror.

The large hands and feet formed by the lines are several meters long, and they look like the big hands of a giant reaching out from the void.

Although Li Bufan has not yet broken through the Xiantian Palace, he is very talented and comes from a famous family.

Just feeling this breath, his complexion changed greatly: “This is… the pattern of life! You also created the pattern of life!”