Chapter 339: Reaping the benefits

In an instant, the power of the curse at the entrance of the cave was completely absorbed, and then the seal was completely broken, revealing a huge cave entrance seven or eight meters high and more than ten meters wide.

Just as Ye Bufan was about to enter the cave, four or five figures suddenly swooped out from the dense forest next to him, blocking his way.

The leader was a white-haired old man from the East, with snow-white hair and a fluttering beard. He was wearing a robe and carrying a long sword on his back. He had an air of immortality.

Next to the old man were several middle-aged men in their forties or fifties, led by Fu Zhaoze, whom he had dealt with before.

Seeing this guy, Ye Bufan had already guessed the identity of the old man, Master Ge Ge Wengong from Jiangbei. Unexpectedly, this old man also came to the African continent.

At this time, Fu Zhaoze jumped out first, pointed at Ye Bufan and said to Ge Wengong: "Master, this kid doesn't give you face, and keeps causing trouble for me, which makes me hurt like this."

Ge Wengong looked at Ye Bufan, and when his eyes fell on the demon refining bottle, he showed a look of uncontrollable greed.

As a practitioner of magic, the famous Master Ge naturally knew that this was an extremely rare magic weapon.

In fact, they had been here for a few days, but they couldn't break the seal at the entrance of the cave and couldn't enter the cave despite all their efforts.

Later, Fu Zhaoze came up with an idea, and they hid nearby, waiting for others to break the seal, and then jump out to pick peaches.

This method worked really well. After waiting for a few days, Ye Bufan came.

However, Ge Wengong did not think that Ye Bufan's magic power was stronger than his. He believed that the power to break the curse depended on this small bottle.

He said, "Young man, do you know who I am?"

Ye Bufan said calmly: "Of course I know, Master Jiangbei Ge, your precious apprentice shows off everywhere all day long. I don't even want to know."

"Now that you know, you still dare to be disrespectful to my disciples?" Ge Wengong looked cold and said, "My disciples who dare to offend me, Master Ge, are always killed without mercy, but because you have some talent, I will give you a Chance.

Now kneel down and worship me as your master, and hand over the bottle. Not only can I spare your life, but I can also take you under my wing. "

"Did you hear that? My master rarely accepts disciples. There are more people in Jiangbei who want to be my master's disciples than there are fish in the river. This is a rare and good opportunity..."

"Boy, seize the opportunity quickly, otherwise you

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I will regret it..."

"Boy, kneel down and kowtow quickly. This is the virtue accumulated by your ancestors for eighteen generations..."

Several of Ge Wengong's disciples started shouting, and only Fu Zhaoze's face turned extremely ugly.

If he really takes this young man in front of him as his disciple, then his good days will come to an end. What he hopes most is that Master Ge directly kills this kid and avenges himself.

"You want me to become your teacher?"

Ye Bufan burst into laughter.

"You don't deserve it!"

As soon as he said these words, the expressions of several people present changed drastically, and Fu Zhaoze's expression also became better-looking. If this kid is looking for death, he can't blame others.

Ge Wengong said murderously: "Young man, do you know what you are doing?"

"Of course I know." Ye Bufan looked at him and said, "It's a big joke that someone like you, who is not even qualified to be my disciple, wants to accept me as his disciple."

"Asshole, you are so presumptuous that you don't take Master Ge seriously..."

"Master, give him a taste of your power, let him see the power of the immortal Ge Lao from Jiangbei..."

These people were shouting fiercely, but no one took the initiative to step forward, because Fu Zhaoze had heard before that the young man in front of him was very powerful.

They are not even as good as their senior brother, so there is no need to ask for trouble. All they need to do is shout slogans and show their loyalty. Master will take action anyway.

Fu Zhaoze said directly: "Master, you see how arrogant this kid is, you must give him a taste."

Ge Wengong was reluctant to part with the demon refining bottle and asked again: "Young man, I will give you one last chance..."

"No need, do you think I don't know what you people are thinking? Aren't you just waiting here to reap the benefits? But whether you can take advantage depends on whether you have this ability.

Hurry up and do it, I'm in a hurry. "

After his true identity was exposed, Ge Wengong was furious: "Boy, you are seeking death. Let me show you what the real Xuanmen magic is."

After speaking, he opened his arms, his hands shook slightly, and countless ice spears immediately appeared in the air.

Each of these ice guns is about one meter long, about the thickness of a thumb. Although it is not made of real steel, the front section is extremely sharp, bringing endless pressure to people.

"go to hell!"

Ge Wengong activated the magic formula, and those ice spears immediately attacked overwhelmingly.

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Ye Bufan came over.

Seeing Ye Bufan surrounded by ice spears, Fu Zhaoze and others cheered. Generally speaking, when a warrior fights a mage, they must never let the other party complete their own spells.

But the kid in front of him stood there stupidly waiting for his master to attack. This was no different from seeking death.

You must know that Master Ge's attack cannot be withstood by even a Xuan-level warrior.

"He's dead. This kid is dead. He dares to fight against Master. Not even gods can save him..."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ge Wengong's mouth. In his eyes, Ye Bufan was already dead.

But at this moment, a scene that shocked them appeared. Suddenly, countless ice spears appeared in front of Ye Bufan.

Compared to the ice spears summoned by Master Ge, these ice spears are thicker, more than two meters in length, and as thick as an egg, with a dazzling cold light emitting from their entire body.

"this……"

Before Master Ge could react what was going on, Ye Bufan shouted, "Go!"

I saw those thick ice guns shooting out instantly, smashing Master Ge's small ice guns into balls of ice powder and falling to the ground.

And those ice spears remained unabated, roaring and shooting at Master Ge and the others.

This time it was completely chaotic. Ge Wengong and others were dodging and dodging, and some even lay down on the ground in a state of embarrassment. Only then did they manage to dodge this attack.

Ge Wengong crawled out from behind a big rock. There were a few pieces of dead grass in his hair, and his robe was covered with mud. He looked gray and dusty, and no longer had the power of Master Ge before.

"Boy, do you think having a few powerful magic weapons is enough? Let me show you what real strength is."

Although the previous attack had already made a difference, Ge Wengong did not think that the young Ye Bufan could surpass him in terms of magic power. He must have used some kind of powerful magic weapon.

So he launched the attack again. When the magic formula was pressed, countless fireballs appeared out of thin air and surrounded Ye Bufan.

Each of these fireballs was about the size of a goose egg and looked dazzling, raising the temperature in front of the cave by several degrees.

But before Ge Wengong could launch his attack, he suddenly saw another huge fireball appearing in front of him.

This fireball was about the size of a basketball, radiant, and bursting with scorching heat. It was like a small sun, making people afraid to look directly at it.

In comparison, those fireballs he summoned were simply children's toys, and they were so far behind.