Chapter 0006 - I told you to stop.

　　Shen Fang was repulsed, his eyes unexpectedly flashed a touch of joy at seeing the hunt. 　　At the back of the team, seeing Shen Fang being repulsed, Shen Xiaoyue's heart trembled, and she was ready to call out to dissuade him. 　　"You stay honest and watch how your young master dies." 　　At the back, a hand pressed on her shoulder, it was a tall teenager with a hawkish nose, his face was full of disdainful arrogance. 　　He was Hu Biao's senior brother, Leng Bufan, a top ten inner disciple, standing at the top of the food chain amongst the over ten thousand disciples in the entire sect, the most dazzling batch of existence. 　　And he had another identity, that of a close associate of the Great Elder's lineage. 　　Today, Hu Biao pulled him along, also because he wanted to use his identity to give himself a strong face during the parade. 　　With Leng Bufan's suppression, Xiao Bud simply couldn't even cry out, his face was covered in cold sweat, and he could only watch as his young master fought to the death over there. 　　Earth Sealing Cloud! 　　Hu Biao swung his sword aura out in a roiling roll of murderous energy and once again chopped down with his sword. 　　Half of the mountain road seemed to go black, and the air was suffocated by the pressure. 　　When! 　　Shen Fang was chopped back a few large steps again. 　　Two swords chopped down, Hu Biao's qi surged and he laughed maniacally: 　　"Shen Fang, do you think that you want to make a splash in the sect after stealing a bit of sword intent, hmph, in front of absolute strength, you're just scum, watch how I beat you so much that your mother doesn't even recognize you." 　　The earth sealed the clouds. 　　The sword qi seemed like a black and oppressive storm in the desert, in the storm there were also huge beasts running wild, a sword went out, the void was shaken with rumbling and trembling. 　　The viciousness of this sword's aura caused Shen Xiaoyao at the back to turn pale, deeply worried for the young master. 　　"The sword skill is a good thing, but, your understanding is too rough." 　　In the dark wind and sand, Shen Fang's mouth, however, showed a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and the sword in his palm suddenly choked with a dragon's roar. 　　Sword drawing style. 　　The sword body blossomed with a gorgeous light, just like a flash of bright sunlight tearing through the dark clouds. 　　The light was incomparably bright, possessing an unspeakable sharpness, like cracking silk, from the weakest point of Hu Biao's strength, stabbing and tearing through his sword curtain. 　　The sword light was so great that it was like purple energy coming from the east, crossing a thousand mountains, and like lightning spreading through ten thousand miles of dark clouds. 　　"What!" 　　Hu Biao was instantly shocked out of his mind, feeling a cold air on his tailbone rushing straight to the top of his head, and his scared limbs almost froze stiff. 　　He actually felt a sword intent in Shen Fang's sword that he could not match. 　　Not even understanding how Shen Fang could possibly break his Earth Sealing Cloud this style, in this instant, his aura was devastatingly disintegrated. 　　Plop! 　　Shen Fang's sword straightly missed into Hu Biao's dantian, and with one sword, it dispersed all of his strength and essence. 　　"You lost ......" 　　Shen Fang and Hu Biao stood opposite each other, Shen Fang's eyes were like containing ancient ice, and there was a faint trace of sarcasm. 　　Inner disciple, seven heavens realm, also has high level sword skill, however, Hu Biao's understanding of this style of high level sword skill is too rough, Shen Fang casually look over, can see dozens of places where the power is not correct. 　　In only three moves, Shen Fang could see the cracks and broke the defense with one sword. 　　"So today, it is you who will die!" 　　Shen Fang as stating an insignificant trifle. 　　"Shen Fang, stop it." 　　At the back of the team, Leng Bufan shouted sternly. Seeing Shen Fang waste Hu Biao with a sword, Leng Bufan was burning with rage, his eyes red with anger. 　　Hu Biao was the Grand Elder's own grandson. 　　He was at the scene, but he watched Hu Biao being wasted, in the future, if the Great Elder blamed him, who could take the blame. 　　Not only Leng Bufan, everyone present was dumbfounded. 　　Daring to waste Hu Biao, this matter, I'm afraid that in the next instant, it would set off monstrous waves in the sect, causing the entire sect to shake, and the Great Elder's anger must not set the entire mountain range ablaze. 　　At that time, under that Elder's anger, how many unlucky ones would be implicated. 　　Many people were secretly in a cold sweat. 　　"Shen Fang, I told you to stop." 　　Leng Bufan where still care about the little bud, see Shen put down a step of killing, seem to want to kill Hu Biao, anxious a vertical leap battle sword scurry out. 　　For Leng Bufan's stern call, Shen Fang even lazy to look on, pull out the sword, a sword straight stab, clean, poof, through Hu Biao's throat. 　　"Fifth!" 　　Shen Fang counted, then turned back to Leng Bufan. 　　Hu Biao's body fell to the ground, a pair of eyes still staring wide, dead in peace, to death, he did not believe that in the Cangwolf Sect someone really dared to kill him. 　　"Bastard, you're in big trouble. If you dare to kill someone, I want you to pay for your life." 　　Leng Bufan saw Hu Biao fall to the ground in a moment of urgent anger, but never thought that Shen Fang really dared to do it. 　　It was too late to say anything, now he only wanted Shen Fang to die. 　　Staring at his eyes, Leng Bufan was like an extremely evil and ferocious god, leaping in the air, his long sword swung forward with splendor, and his piercing pike chopped down, just like the rising sun at the end of the tidal wave at the end of the ten thousand mountains, and the endless murderous qi blossomed in front of Shen Fang's eyes. 　　Rising sun tide! 　　The Cangwolf Sect had a total of tens of thousands of disciples in the Outer Sect and Inner Sect. 　　Leng Bufan was the top ten strongest of the inner gate, the most powerful group of existence among the disciples of the entire Cangwolf Sect, and had already reached the eighth heavenly realm of Body Tempering, and the power contained in this sword was like eight demonic rhinoceroses combining their efforts to slam into the gates of the city. 　　Rumble! 　　Shen Fang held the incoming sword, felt his arm sore and numb, half of his body trembled, and he retreated seven or eight steps in a row before stopping his retreat. 　　He was only at the level of Body Tempering Triple Sky, in terms of absolute strength, and Leng Bufan was too far away. 　　"The top ten, indeed each of them has an amazing karma, not only is their kung fu powerful, this body's sword skill is also too much more exquisite than Hu Biao." 　　Shen Fang all secretly nodded his head. 　　"Shen Fang finished." 　　"The top ten disciples of the inner sect, each of them is a strategic level powerhouse of the sect, several elders spared no effort to pass on their cultivation, each of them has a heavenly karma art, Shen Fang is dead this time." 　　"Yes, he has too much guts, he even dared to kill the grandchildren of the great elders, if he pisses off Leng Bufan, I'm afraid that Leng Bufan will kill him by a thousand cuts." 　　There was a sigh of relief all around. 　　By this time, those disciples all knew what happened to Shen Fang and sympathized with him, however, sympathy could not change the situation, having messed with the top ten disciples of the inner sect and messing with the power of the Elder level, Shen Fang's downfall was almost predictable. 　　The morning sun flew over. 　　Leng Bufan once again chopped down with his sword. 　　The clear and cold light was like a ray of dawn breaking through the darkness, released at first between heaven and earth, and only in an instant it chopped in front of Shen Fang. 　　Clang! 　　Gold and iron clashed, Shen Fang's face whitened as he retreated viciously once again, stepping on the rocks under his feet one by one. 　　He could feel Leng Bufan's power, if he fought hard based on his strength, he was afraid that he would not be able to block the other party's five moves. 　　"Shen Fang, dare to ignore the rules of the sect, I will send you and your girl to hell today." 　　The corner of Leng Bufan's mouth pursed into a mean arc, ruthlessness in his eyes, his wrist flicked, and his sword shot out again, like pieces of morning sun tumbling and roiling over. 　　The haze of the sword drowned Shen Fang's head.