587: C587 besieged by enemy

C587 besieged by enemy

On the altar, because Long Bufan's combat power was too ferocious, he was already targeted by the surrounding group of disciples that were at the late stage of the Profound Gate. Over ten people looked at each other, and hatred flashed across all of their eyes.1

"Long spear!"

Facing such a chaotic situation, Long Bufan did not choose to fight empty-handed. As the storage bag's items were sealed and could not be moved, Long Bufan could only use the Formation World's normal weapon and shout out with a thought.

In an instant, a dark black long spear appeared in his hand!

"Hu!"

Long Bufan held onto the spear and casually swept it, the air became distorted wherever the spear tip swept past, and a terrifying force also surged out along with the spear image, just by shaking the Qi on the spear shaft, he could easily shatter the stone!

The spear was the king of a hundred weapons. It had a strong killing power, was long and sharp, and was very easy to use. It was the most suitable weapon for group battles.

And just at the same time Long Bufan brandished his spear, he was surrounded by over ten Inner hall disciple s. Most of the disciples of the Earth Hall s were in the middle to late stage of the Profound Gate and only one was slightly stronger, with the strength of half a step into the Spirit Sea.

However, to the current Long Bufan, these opponents were not even worth mentioning!

His eyes were cold while his right hand held the spear. He stood straight and tall with such a mighty and imposing manner. He was like a martial general on a battlefield, cold and valiant.

"Kill!" More than ten Inner hall disciple s rushed forward at the same time. They scattered around Long Bufan in a circle, and then pounced towards Long Bufan at almost the same time!

Ordinary warriors, even the stronger ones, when faced with such an encirclement and attack, most of them would avoid the attack first without absolute confidence in their strength. Then, they would find a way to break through the encirclement, and then fight their way in one by one, otherwise, no one would be able to deal with the encirclement of more than a dozen enemies at the same time!

But at that moment, Long Bufan completely ignored all these attacks!

"Scram!" He shouted loudly and took a heavy step forward with his left foot. He then gripped the spear shaft tightly and swung it horizontally. 'Chi!' The long spear brought about a terrifying wave of elemental energy as it was thrown out!

With a sweep of his spear, the dark black long spear heavily struck the first person. That was a middle stage Mysterious Gate martial artist. As the spear head struck his body, that person's body strangely bent under the immense force. With a sound, the body of the spear suddenly recovered and straightened. That fellow's neck was directly smashed apart!

The dark long spear's momentum did not decrease at all, once again sweeping onto the body of the second person!

"Crack!" His body was cut in half by the spear tip!

Next came the third!

With Long Bufan's ten thousand jin of strength, combined with the shaking of the Mysterious Devil Art's martial skill and elemental energy, a single move that could sweep away a thousand troops and contained the power of great momentum, more than half of the dozen enemies were swept away by Long Bufan's spear!

"Roar!" The moment Long Bufan's spear became slightly weaker, the only person among the group whose strength was equivalent to half a step into the Spirit Sea seized the opportunity to suddenly accelerate, and rush straight towards Long Bufan's chest like a meteor.

But right now, Long Bufan's long spear was outside, with the center door wide open, there was no weapon to stop the sword in his hand!

Seeing the sword tip that seemed to flash with a cold light piercing towards his own neck, Long Bufan's gaze congealed, and he instantly used it to move behind that person. Then, his right hand wielded the spear, and his left hand suddenly clenched into a fist.

Mysterious Devil Art, hidden strength fist!

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