Under the obstruction of Xiaobai and Fire Phoenix, long Bufan also won a little breathing time. He stood up difficultly and reached out to wipe the blood stains on his face. The damaged scales on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.


    Soon, long Bufan raised his head and looked at Zhang Huayun, who was not far away and looked down at him. His eyes were not afraid at all, but extremely hot.


    This was the first time he fought with the strong in Huashen realm. Although his strength was inferior to that of the other party, it made him touch the level of the warrior in Huashen realm and aroused his desire for strong power.


    "Oh? I can still stand up." Zhang Huayun''s eyebrows were slightly raised, his thin lips were filled with a contemptuous smile, and then an unusually strong breath filled the air, surging down like a flood, oppressing the Dragon below.


    The strong breath oppressed the body suddenly, but the Dragon extraordinary body trembled slightly. The decomposition force of the ancient array of yin and Yang spread out, which directly offset the sense of oppression around the body. Then Sen Leng said, "I want to see how you can kill me!"


    He is indeed not Zhang Huayun''s opponent, but he is by no means so desperate and powerless!


    Because even if he plays all his cards, he is confident that he can seriously hurt or kill him.


    "It''s easy to kill you!" Zhang Huayun sneered. His eyes were full of playful killing intention. Immediately, when his palm grasped the void, the exceptionally strong gold yuan force surged out. In a moment, the golden long gun condensed again, and the energy fluctuation contained in it was more solid and powerful than that just now.


    "Long Bufan has been hurt by you. It''s time to stop."


    At this time, a low voice sounded, and the Lord of the old hall Yang appeared in the sky with bright eyes, looking at Zhang Huayun who was about to launch an attack again.


    Zhang Huayun''s eyes were slightly cold, frowned and said, "Lord Yang, do you want to intervene in our Zhangjia affair?"


    His tone did not show the respect that his elders should have. Although Yang was the Lord of the temple of heaven, the temple of heaven was not the internal core force of the temple Pavilion, but their Zhangjia power extended to the three halls and five pavilions. No matter which one was in power, he was much higher than Yang.


    Therefore, Zhang Huayun was a little afraid of old Yang''s identity. Instead, he said with a slight threat: "this son killed my two ethnic brothers. We must arrest him and punish him at home. Moreover... We Zhangjia don''t like meddlers. Please respect the old hall Lord."


    Hearing this, Yang Laodian master was leaning on a crutch, his face was not angry or dry, and said slowly and calmly: "I don''t care who your Zhang Jia died. However, if any temple Pavilion disciple commits a crime, he will be arrested by the people in the penalty hall. It''s not your Zhang Jia''s turn to act as an agent, and it''s not your little Jin Lei Pavilion disciple''s turn to intervene."


    Although Yang Laodian''s words were tepid, they fell in Zhang Huayun''s ears, but they were extremely harsh. His eyes were angry, and he suddenly grasped the golden long gun in his hand for a few minutes, but soon, he slowly released it.


    If they catch or kill long Bufan without permission, they have at least a reason. However, if he fights with the hall Lord of the heaven hall, it will be the following felony. After all, the disciples in the three halls and five pavilions are still inferior to the hall Lord of the heaven hall in status.


    With Zhang Huayun''s mind, it is not difficult to imagine that he will be captured by the people of the penalty hall and deprived of all cultivation resources. Even as a disciple of the five pavilions, the family will abandon itself because of self-protection and not be involved. At most, it will spend some resources to cultivate another genius to replace him.