993: C993 There Was No Time for Rescue

C993 There Was No Time for Rescue

This turn of events happened in the blink of an eye. From Ye Bufan to the blue-faced man, no one was able to react in time. Qian Feng's side didn't even have time to rescue them before they lost a general.

In the Upper Level World, Sixth Grade of Martial Origin was the strongest combat strength, and every single one of them was extremely precious. Now that one of them had been killed, it made Qian Feng's heart ache.

"I would like to see who dares to interfere in this matter!"

Qian Feng waved his sleeve and dispersed the light and smoke from the battle. When he fixed his eyes on Ye Bufan, he saw Ye Bufan's figure, and his face instantly turned cold.

Ye Bufan looked at Qian Feng and smiled coldly. "Qian Feng, long time no see, friend!"

He emphasized the word "friend," which was full of sarcasm.

Qian Feng's face changed, then he laughed.

"Ye Bufan, I, Qian Feng, really have to thank this friend of yours! If it wasn't for you, how could I have found the entrance to the ruins hidden in Physician Ouyang's house?"

"Did you finally admit it?" Ye Bufan glared at him angrily.

Qian Feng waved his hand indifferently. "So what if you admit it? Can you still kill me?"

He pointed at the surrounding martial artists and said disdainfully, "I have forty to fifty people here, all of them are Fourth Grade of Martial Origin and above martial artists. Can you beat them?"

Looking at Qian Feng's smug look, Ye Bufan said angrily, "It's all my fault for being blind. I actually treated you as my friend. You are truly a wolf with wild ambitions. Sooner or later, you will have your retribution!"

"Retribution? Haha, you are telling me about retribution?" Qian Feng pointed at Ye Bufan and said, "In the path of cultivation, one can defy the heavens and change one's fate. If you're afraid of retribution, you might as well become a dog!"

After saying that, he waved his hand and said," Go! Kill these two men! No one can stop me from opening the treasure vault!"

"Kill!"

More than 40 people around Qian Feng unleashed their abilities. Countless light weapons rushed towards Ye Bufan and Wuzang Feng.

In the crisis, Wu Zangfeng calmed down. He looked at Ye Bufan and said, "Brother, no matter what you did it for, you saved my life. I will not owe you anything!"

Ye Bufan laughed. "Haha, since you call me brother, then what do you mean you owe me? This life is over, and you can be my brother in the next life!"

Under the overwhelming attack, the Scarlet Flame Dragon that Ye Bufan summoned was instantly defeated.

"Eh? Am I still alive?"

Ye Bufan suddenly sat up and looked around.

There was no one around. He was sitting in a desert with a sand dune not too high behind him. He could feel the dry and hot wind on his face. This place was clearly still in ruins!

He clearly remembered that under the siege of more than 40 people, he could not hold on for long and died in an instant.

But why did he appear here even though he was clearly going to die?

He felt the airflow in his body and the strength of his muscles. This was clearly the rhythm of life.

He knew that he wasn't dead, but he had no idea how he managed to escape death.

"I wonder if Wu Zangfeng is dead?" Muttering to himself, he stood up shakily and crawled toward the sand dune behind him with his hands and feet.

Standing on the top of the sand dune and looking into the distance, Ye Bufan took a deep breath.

As expected, he could see the tall tower, but in his sight, there was only a vague tip of the tower.

This place was at least a few hundred miles away from the tall tower where the battle had taken place!

Ye Bufan sat down dejectedly and had a bad guess.

He should have died, but he didn't die in the end. After he woke up, he appeared a few hundred miles away from the tower. Ye Bufan wasn't a fool. He knew that he must have been teleported out at this critical moment.

The only person who had the ability to do so at that time was Wu Zangfeng.

According to Qian Feng, Wu Zangfeng was a man who came from Super Level World. Although his cultivation realm had dropped to the Sixth Grade of Martial Origin, he might have some kind of trump card.

It was this trump card that allowed him to escape from death, and was safely transported to a place far away from Qian Feng.

"I wonder how Wu Zangfeng is doing. I hope he will be fine." Ye Bufan murmured.

Ye Bufan looked coldly at the tower in the distance. He turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

It was safe here, but if Qian Feng tried his best to find him, he might be discovered.

After walking a few dozen miles north, Ye Bufan felt that the distance should be enough. He found the back of a sand dune and sat down, then began to practice healing.

Although he had been attacked just now and teleported out at the last moment, he still left a serious injury in his body. If it was not treated well, as long as there was a Second Grade Martial Origin cultivator, his combat strength would be reduced by more than half. It'll be easy to kill him.

His body was filled with flames. Although his cultivation efficiency in the desert wasn't high, it was still better than nothing.

One. After two hours, most of the injuries on his body had healed. Although his combat strength was not at the peak, he could at least reach 70% to 80%. He could already protect himself and escape when facing a cultivator of the Fourth or Fifth Stage of the Martial Origin Stage alone.

However, he didn't stop cultivating. Instead, he continued to cultivate. He wanted to recover to his peak state. No one knew if he would suddenly encounter Qian Feng, or even cultivators from other worlds.

Since Wu Zangfeng was able to appear here, the others could also come here. Once they encountered cultivators from other worlds, it was very likely that a conflict would occur.

Ye Bufan, who was in the middle of cultivating, was completely focused on his cultivation. He didn't notice a sudden movement in his Sun Space. The strange stone inside was slowly emitting an earthen yellow light. It gradually spread out and covered his entire body.

From afar, the yellow light on his body circulated, gradually merging with the color of the surrounding sand dunes. After that, his body slowly sank, gradually sinking, and finally entering the sand.

A gust of wind blew and the sand where Ye Bufan had just done rolled away.

Ye Bufan, who was immersed in his cultivation, did not notice the changes in the surrounding environment at all. He continued his cultivation, moving the airflow in his body over and over again to repair his damaged meridians.

If someone could see through the earth, they would find that... At this moment, Ye Bufan's body was emitting a yellow light as he slowly descended from the ground. He went deeper and deeper until he was hundreds of meters below the ground before he slowly stopped. After that, he floated there.

In the tower, Qian Feng was furious.

"I'm so angry! I'm so angry! Damn the people of Super Level World! How could they still have such means when they were about to die! Teleportation! That's teleportation! How could it be in the hands of such a person?! "

Qian Feng suddenly turned around and swept his cold eyes across the group of cultivators. His voice was as cold as ice. "We must find those two people. They might know where the treasure vault is located!"

The cultivators nodded their heads and left one after another. They turned into rays of light and disappeared into the wilderness.

"It's finally done!" Ye Bufan let out a long sigh of relief. He woke up from his cultivation and let out a scream.

"F * ck, what is this place? Why are there rocks all around! How am I supposed to get out of here!? Help..."

Where Ye Bufan couldn't see, less than 30 meters to his left, a dot of light suddenly appeared and rapidly expanded. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a palace!

For some unknown reason, Ye Bufan was trapped underground. Of course, he wanted to get out of this place. How could he get out of this place? This was a problem that gave him a headache.

Without any tools in his hands, digging a tunnel was just a pipe dream.

If he wanted to use his fist to create a tunnel, just the flame airflow in his body was not enough.

What should he do, what should he do?

Ye Bufan almost scratched his head.1

Just as he was at his wit's end, a sudden vibration came from his right side.

"What's that sound?"

Ye Bufan felt his body shaking along with the surrounding soil and rock walls. It was as if there was a small earthquake around him.

"It can't be that bad luck..."

He was not trapped in the soil right now. He could not get out in a short period of time. There was an earthquake around him again. It was indeed the rhythm of the God of Misfortune possessing him!

Fortunately, the intensity of the earthquake was not great. After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, it calmed him down. The earthquake did not show any signs of getting more intense. Instead, it maintained a steady vibration frequency.

"Alright. If you maintain the current intensity, we will still be good friends." Ye Bufan tried to communicate with the earthquake, but even he knew that his actions were a little funny.

However, if the intensity of the earthquake remained unchanged, it would be very helpful to him.

The reason why he could not forcefully create a tunnel to leave this place was because he had already gone very deep into the ground. The surrounding soil and rocks were hard enough, and it would take too much time and energy to blast them out.

However, the earthquake gave him an opportunity.

If the frequency of the earthquake did not change and the duration was long enough, it would be able to shake the soil and rocks even more loose, which would save him a lot of energy to open up the tunnel.

Ye Bufan sat cross-legged in the soil, feeling the effect of the earthquake, waiting for the degree of loosening of the soil and rocks to meet the expected requirements.

At that time, he would be able to easily break open a tunnel and return to the ground.

However, he soon felt that something was wrong. Although the frequency of the vibration had not changed, the soil and rocks around him had changed.

Ye Bufan calculated with his fingers and could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. He realized that he was sinking!

The earthquake indeed made the surrounding soil and rocks loose, but it also made the soil and rocks under his feet loosen.

"Damn, this is not right. Is brother going to be buried alive?" A howl of grief and indignation came from the depths of the earth.

Facing the power of nature, no matter how much Ye Bufan tried to hypnotize himself and say that he was invincible, the final result was still destined to be defeat.

The soil slowly descended, and the pressure coming from the surroundings became greater and greater. He had no choice but to release more flames to resist the pressure, or else he would be crushed into a meat patty very quickly.

At the critical moment, Ye Bufan finally thought of a way.

"Since you won't let brother go up, brother will go down!"

He raised both of his hands and pressed them under his feet. Surging airflow surged out of his body and turned into a roaring dragon between his palms. His whole body was burning with flames as he crashed into the soil under his feet.

Boom!

With an explosive sound, Ye Bufan felt that his feet were empty. He started to fall down at an extremely fast speed. He did not have time to react.

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