Then all of you come at me together
"senior apprentice-brother, senior apprentice-brother, save, save, save me …"
Li Yixiu raised his head to look at Raging Flames.
Raging Flames looked at him coldly and stomped his foot down heavily.
"Crack!"
The ribs in his chest broke and directly pierced into his heart.
The last half of his breath was gone.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to player 'Long Fei' for killing 'Li Yixiu' for obtaining 1230 experience points, 110 Spirit Source points, and 10 Energy Values points!"
Those who deserved to die had to be killed.
Long Fei would definitely not let it go.
Even if Raging Flames did not make a move, Li Yixiu would still die.
Long Fei looked at Raging Flames coldly, the corner of his mouth raised, and laughed coldly.
"Cluck, cluck …"
Raging Flames clenched his fists tightly, his joints cracking!
The killing intent in his eyes became even stronger, he stared at Long Fei gloomily, and said: "You dog, let's see how long you can be arrogant for!"
In the shadows.
Yang Wannu frowned, and thought to himself: "Such fast speed, such a powerful leg technique, this leg technique is at least an eighth grade cultivation technique, there are not many people who can cultivate an eighth grade cultivation technique in the eighteen cities' sphere of influence."
"Who is this person?"
"What exactly is his identity?"
Yang Wannu's heart was filled with questions.
He knew that Zhu Tianquan's flying sword was on Long Fei's body, but he did not say it out loud because he wanted to see what Long Fei wanted to do, and why he had come?
It was very unusual for a first rank Profound Level person without any bloodline to be able to cultivate such a high level cultivation technique!
Yang Wannu stared at Long Fei, "Who the hell are you?"
… ….
Niu Dashan became excited, and said: "Boss, you're too cool, defeating him in one move, hahaha … What genius, what bullshit bloodline, it's too weak."
Long Fei smiled faintly, and said: "We all have the qualifications to enter the inner sect now."
"Our goal has been achieved."
Niu Dashan said: "Boss, do you want to give up the rest of the competition as well?"
Long Fei said: "Un, our goal is not these people, but those four people. We just need to enter the inner sect."
There was no Boss, and nothing dropped.
It was just a few Energy Values, Long Fei really did not want to waste his Spiritual Source Value.
Niu Dashan immediately said, "Boss is Boss."
Half an hour later, the seventh round of the competition ended.
The eighth round began.
"The first battle of the eighth round, Long Fei versus Fang Can. Please step forward."
Long Fei shouted out, and said: "I give up."
"Forfeit?"
"Huh?"
"How can I forfeit?"
The sudden 'forfeit' shocked the entire Martial Arts Practice Field. Lie Yan and the other three did not expect Long Fei to forfeit.
Lie Yang sneered and said, "He must be afraid."
"I don't dare to fight anymore."
"Fang Can is a Profound Grade Four Martial Artist and his innate bloodline is at the pinnacle of Level Seven. He must know that he can't win so he forfeited."
"A slave is a slave!"
There were also sounds of discussion in the martial arts arena.
None of them could understand.
However, most people thought that Long Fei was afraid. If he wasn't afraid, why would he give up?
At this moment.
Lie Yan's voice sank as he said faintly, "Long Fei, there is no forfeit in the ranking competition. If you admit defeat, you can, but your lowly identity will be exposed."
"Once your lowly identity is exposed, you will no longer have the qualifications to become a disciple of the Yuanyang Sect."
"If I were you, I'd continue to fight," Zhang Heng said.
He didn't want Long Fei to forfeit and admit defeat.
He wanted Long Fei to kneel on the stage.
Niu Dashan said in a low voice, "Boss, if our identities are exposed, all of our results will be revoked. I'm worried …"
Slaves had no human rights in this world.
No sect would take in slaves.
The same was true for the Yuanyang Sect.
If their identities were exposed, Long Fei and Niu Dashan would be chased out of the Yuanyang Sect.
They would never be allowed to step into the Yuanyang Mountain Range again.
Long Fei looked at Lie Yan with interest, and said: "Do you like to see your people die that much?"
Lie Yan said, "You're the one who's afraid of death, right?"
"Hahaha …"
Long Fei laughed out loud and slowly walked onto the stage. He glanced at Fang Can and said: "Are you his man?"
Fang Can sneered: "Brat, if you can kneel down and admit defeat, I will let you die a little better."
"Oh?"
"Alright!"
Long Fei smiled faintly.
Fang Can said: "What's good about it? Fine, then kneel down for me. "
Long Fei said: "What I mean is, you are going to die!"
As soon as he finished.
Long Fei opened his right hand, and the Asura Mountain Splitting Blade landed in his hand. His figure moved, and the aura on his body connected with the Mountain Splitting Blade.
It was also at this moment.
A furious roar came from within Fang Can's body.
"Demonic beast bloodline!"
"His Inherent Bloodline is an attack-type tiger."
"Incredible."
"No wonder Long Fei was afraid. So he already knew about Fang Can's Inherent Bloodline. This time, he's dead for sure."
… ….
Demonic beast bloodline had a strong attack power.
Another ferocious tiger.
The peak bloodline of the Seven Star Bloodline.
Fang Can laughed complacently, and said: "Brat, you dare to fight with senior brother Lie Yan, you do not have the qualifications, do you understand?"
He suddenly moved.
A ferocious tiger shadow rushed out from his body.
"Huff …"
"Inhale …"
Long Fei's breath, the breath of the Mountain Splitting Blade, and also the breath of the Asura. The moment Fang Can rushed up, Long Fei's eyes slightly darkened.
The Mountain Splitting Blade moved.
Like splitting a watermelon, it fiercely chopped down.
"Crack!"
"Awoooo …"
The ferocious tiger let out a blood-curdling scream. The shadow shattered, and all of Fang Can's attacks were shattered. Following that, Long Fei's body suddenly leaned forward. "Boom!"
It collided with Fang Can's chest.
Fang Can staggered back.
Long Fei's blade slashed down, in the middle of Fang Can's brows!
Fang Can swayed, his body continuously retreating, a long line of blood appeared between his brows, from his head to his chin, blood slowly seeping out, his eyes bulging out as he stared at Long Fei.
The blood bar on the top of his head instantly emptied.
He died with a grievance.
Even …
He didn't know how he died, he couldn't react at all.
His peak seven-star bloodline had been shattered with one slash. What exactly was it?
He couldn't figure it out at all!
Even Yang Wannu, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't figure it out.
"What exactly is it?"
"The power of that slash was too strange." Yang Wannu didn't understand either, the doubts in his heart intensified, "Who is he? Who exactly is he? "
Everyone was stunned.
It was almost an instant kill.
Was he afraid?
He really didn't take these people seriously.
Lieyan's expression was extremely ugly, as if he had been slapped hard in the face. It was extremely uncomfortable.
It was the same for the other three.
In just a short period of more than a month, Long Fei had completely changed into a different person.
It was also at this time.
Long Fei didn't even look at Fang Can who had fallen to the ground. Instead, he turned to stare at Lieyan and said with a sneer, "I gave you face, but you don't want it. Since that's the case, you might as well call out all your men and attack together!"
"I'll save you the trouble!"
Arrogant!
Extremely arrogant!
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