time is definitely a good opportunity for our Zhong family. We must seize it well tomorrow."Zhong Guoqiang asked, "Dad, what do you think we should do tomorrow""If I'm not mistaken, tonight will be t..."This…"

Jacqueline and the others' expressions changed drastically. Just now, Ye Bufan burned the Fire Phoenix to death with flames, and now he was using a thunder-based artifact to fight against their thunderbolts. This was simply slapping them in the face.

Especially Flick, his face turned even more ashen.

"Ignorant Chinese, this is a forbidden spell, something you cannot withstand!"

As he spoke, he waved his staff, and thunder in mid-air began to crackle and boom.

A boundless ocean of thunder, awe-inspiring in its might, yet alas, it faced Ye Bufan.

The Heaven-Thunder Orb is no longer the same as it once was. It's now a celestial artifact, transcending this realm's existence. Even if the opponent uses forbidden spells, so what

Those bolts of lightning, the moment they struck, were met with a tremendous pull and instead of heading towards Ye Bufan, they were completely absorbed by the Tianlei Pearl.

The original torrential sea of lightning, which had seemed to cover the sky just moments ago, had vanished.

"I..."

Seeing this scene, the wizards present almost popped their eyes out of their sockets.

This is a forbidden spell, the ultimate existence for Western wizards, unbeatable and unbreakable.

Now they have their entire perception completely overturned. Not only are the forbidden spells ineffective, but they are also easily broken by others, looking almost effortless.

"What is this"

Flik was stunned, as if he had seen a ghost.

He had never thought that one day his utmost effort in using the forbidden spell would be defeated by a bead.

"My Chinese sorcery is not something you can understand."

Ye Bufan let out a disdainful cold snort, then cast a spell. Thunder rumbled in the air, and the Heavenly Lei Bead unleashed a bolt of lightning directly down.

Compared to the opponent's just-cast curse, this bolt of lightning was at least ten times thicker. It looked like a giant electric dragon, with its fangs and claws bared, charging towards Flick.

"This…"

As a holy mage, Flick's power far surpassed that of others, having reached the realm of instant mastery.

Though unfazed, he calmly erected seven shields in front of him one after another.

>In the end, he was shocked to discover that his efforts were utterly useless in front of others.

These shields, which might be impenetrable to other mages, are as flimsy as paper before this colossal bolt of lightning, offering no protection whatsoever.

"Boom..."

Lightning flashed, and seven shields along with Flick vanished from their position, completely consumed by the power of lightning.

The esteemed holy mage, who once believed he wielded immense power in this world, was ultimately unable to even withstand a single attack.

Jacqueline, Shivaal and all the mages standing beside them now had eyes full of fear.

Before, they thought that with their powerful strength and the advantage of being on familiar ground, they could easily handle anyone from China who came here.

Having consecutively dealt with the ten members of Zhuque Squad, plus Situ Changkong, they were even more convinced of this idea.

But the young people before them completely overturned their previous understanding, realizing that the strength of China far exceeded their imagination. No wonder the previous Crusades were easily solved by the other party.

Ye Bufan looked at the stunned expressions on these people's faces and a playful smile appeared on his face.

Now, my own strength is something they simply can't even imagine. Taking action against them would be like a dimensional reduction attack, it's just plain bullying.

But there's no helping it, some people in this world just don't know when to quit.

"Who's next"

A deathly silence fell over the mages. Their opponent was simply too powerful; someone who could effortlessly resolve even a forbidden spell was beyond their capabilities.

"Chinese, don't be arrogant. Don't forget that your people are in my hands!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand back, and countless blades of wind roared out, completely shredding the bamboo building where Situ Changkong and others were located.

And yet, despite being bound by the Wind Style jutsu, they remained suspended in mid-air, unable to move an inch.

Sithu Changkong, Yun Qianxue, Ding Meqi and others saw Ye Bufan, one by one with excitement on their faces, their eyes shining.

"You rascal, you haven't disappointed me at a critical moment!"

Yun Qianxue's beautiful eyes glittered, but she remained silent, her heart surging with a tumultuous storm.

After so many years, she finally saw this person again. He was just as handsome and young as before, seemingly unchanged at all.

He just stood there, but with an air of superiority over the world.

Ye Bufan smiled and waved to the crowd: "Don't worry, everyone, I'm here, nothing will happen."

Jacqueline inwardly sighed with relief, it seemed her previous decisions were still correct. Having so many people under her control was crucial now.

"People of China, kneel down and surrender now, or they will all die!"

In her eyes, since Ye Bufan cared so much about these people in front of him, she had the capital to negotiate.

Start the price high, then when the other party negotiates, you can still make a good profit.

Unexpectedly, Ye Bufan showed no sign of panic. Instead, his eyes were filled with disdain.

"Do you think you can threaten me"

Jacqueline was taken aback. "What do you mean You don't care about their lives"

Ye Bufan shook his head: "These are all my people from Huaxia. Don't say that not a single one can die, even if you accidentally knock down a single hair on their head, you would have to kneel and help me pick it up!"

"Chinese people, are you idiots Don't you know they're in my hands"

Jacqueline didn't quite understand what the other party meant and said firmly, "If you can't satisfy me today, all of them will die."

"A threat, is that what you think this is" Ye Bufan smiled faintly. "Too bad, you've mistaken me. As a weakling, you have no right to bargain with me."

"Only when I see the coffin will I cry!"

Jacqueline believed the other party was so confident because they thought she wouldn't dare to kill.

She waved her hand dismissively: "Kill one first, let him see our methods."

"Yes!"

Shivaal, standing beside him, responded with a nod and moved.

As a saint mage, he also reached the realm of spells cast with a single thought.

With just a wave of his staff, hundreds of sharp wind blades swept towards Ding Meiqi.

Dance of the Winds, an eighth-order magic spell.

With a mere raise of his hand, he could unleash eighth-order magic. This demonstrated the immense strength of the opponent, surpassing even Frank just now.

The greatest characteristic of wind magic is its speed. Because of this, in the eyes of everyone present, Ding Meiqi seemed to be destined for death.

Jacqueline's lips curved into a sneer. That was the effect she wanted, to make an example of someone, to instill fear in the others. Otherwise, there would be no point in negotiating.

Suddenly, her expression changed. Her pupils dilated, as if she had seen a ghost.

Suddenly, a figure appeared before Ding Meiqi, and to her surprise, it was another Ye Bufan.

He simply raised his hand and waved it, and the powerful Wind Dance instantly dissipated into nothingness, without causing any reaction.hand. The previous sword had been completely devoured by the black demonic energy, leaving only a foot-long hilt in his hand.The black air kept writhing, and it seemed to make crunching sounds as if i...