One Punch to Kill
Qu Changkong frowned.
The mighty young master of the Sun Stage was still holding a sword in his hand.
What did this mean?
It meant that Long Fei's paralysis power might not be able to be used. If that was the case, Long Fei's last bit of hope would be gone.
At this moment.
Qu Changkong looked at Long Fei and said: "If you don't want to force yourself to death, no one can force you."
Qiu Hou immediately said: "Qu Changkong, what do you mean by that?"
Qu Changkong ignored him and looked at Long Fei.
Qiu Hou sneered: "Retreat? Hahaha … Qu Changkong, if that's the case, then even if he loses the competition, you have to apologize to the mighty young master in front of everyone. "
Qu Changkong didn't care about this.
Even if he had to lose half his life, he wouldn't even frown. What was an apology?
Right now, he only cared about Long Fei's life.
Many experts were watching, and the president of the Free and Unfettered Business Union was waiting for Long Fei.
Long Fei said slightly: "Brother Qu, don't worry, some people like to be cheap. If you don't give him a slap, he will keep flying in front of you like a fly. The best way to deal with this kind of cheap person is to slap him to death!"
Finished.
Long Fei slowly walked onto the auction stage.
The mighty young master sneered, "Country bumpkin, I thought you had escaped, I didn't expect you to really dare to come."
"That's perfect!"
"I want you to kneel in front of me in front of everyone, hahaha …"
Long Fei said coldly: "Are you done blabbering? Can we begin? "
The mighty young master's gaze turned cold, his eyes emitting a strong killing intent. The power of the Sun Stage instantly burst forth, and he shouted in a deep voice, "Prepare to kneel!"
As soon as he finished.
The mighty young master's long sword pierced through the air, his figure like a thousand layers of phantoms, directly sealing off the entire auction stage. "Thousand Changes!"
"Peak Ninth Grade Sword Technique?"
"This sword technique … I can't block it."
"This kid is dead for sure!"
"Young Master Shen Wei is indeed Young Master Shen Wei. He actually cultivated the Ever-Changing Sword Art to such an extraordinary level. Forget about the Purple Level, even those with a higher cultivation than him might not be able to withstand it."
…
Qu Changkong furrowed his brows.
Cang Long clenched his fists so tightly that his palms were wet.
Niu Dashan was the same. He looked at the auction stage with his mouth agape. He thought to himself, "Boss, all the best!"
Yang Yu and Yang Wannu were also extremely worried.
The guests in the auction hall all looked as if they were watching a good show. Moreover, they all believed that Long Fei was about to die. There was no way he could withstand Young Master Shen Wei's swordplay!
Long Fei raised his eyes slightly.
"Buzz!"
Boom!
The cultivation of the Sixth Grade Spirit Level burst out.
Many people tensed up slightly.
"Spirit Level?"
"Wasn't it said to be at the purple level?"
"He broke through in just three days?"
"And it's the aura of the Sixth Grade Spirit Level."
"But … … so what? Even a Level 9 Spirit-Class Master is no match for a Sun-Class Master. He will still die."
Everyone was shocked.
Although Long Fei's cultivation shocked them, it couldn't change the outcome.
The God Might Young Master also sneered and said, "Spirit Realm, you will die all the same!"
Thousands of changes, layers of sword shadows came crushing down from all directions.
Long Fei's right foot tilted slightly to the side as he retreated half a step. He lowered his right arm and slowly closed his eyes. His left hand moved faintly as he used the Absorbing Stars Great Art to sense the power of his bloodline to locate Young Master Shen Wei.
Just as the sword was about to land …
The Absorbing Stars Great Technique sensed Young Master Shen Wei's position, and in the blink of an eye, the power that had been brewing in his right arm suddenly erupted. "Blood Moon Exploding Fist!"
His fist moved, and without any fancy moves, he directly punched forward.
It struck the tip of Young Master Shen Wei's sword.
"A bare fist against Young Master Shen Wei's spirit sword? Are his fists made of iron? "
"This kid must be retarded."
"The spirit weapon can pierce through his entire arm."
…
Niu Dashan almost shouted, "Boss!"
Qu Changkong's brows tightened, and the idea transmitted: "Protect him!"
Master Cang Long's heart also sank. For a Alchemist, his hands could not be injured, or else he would not be able to control the fire.
If his arm was destroyed, it was equivalent to being crippled!
Their hearts were in their throats.
Qiu Hou laughed complacently, "Fifty thousand Xuan Crystals, I've made a fortune, hahaha …. Qu Changkong, Cang Long, let's see how you can still be complacent, how arrogant, hahaha …. All of you will be trampled under my feet, just you wait, I will make you unable to stay in the Free and Unfettered Business Union!"
Young Master Shen Wei's face was also full of pride, and said: "So what if you know my real body, your arm, cripple for me!"
His strength sank, and he stabbed forward.
The corner of Long Fei's mouth raised, and he sneered: "My arm is crippled?"
"Hehe!"
In an instant.
One hundred thousand Spirit Source Value disappeared, and all of the Spirit Source Value's energy entered Long Fei's right arm.
"Buzz!"
Long Fei's right arm shot out an extremely strong Spirit Source Qi.
In the shadows of the auction house.
A man's face was slightly shocked, "Spirit Source Explosion?"
"Instantly transforming the Spirit Source into power, this sacred art … Not bad, at least it can be considered a mid-level sacred art."
… ….
"Crack!"
"Clang!"
The long sword produced a crack, and in an instant, it broke apart. Long Fei's fist was unstoppable as it heavily smashed forward. Its speed was too fast, and its power was too fierce. It was as if thousands of tons of power had suddenly roared over, catching people off guard and causing them to be unable to react at all.
Young Master Shen Wei's pupils suddenly shrank, and he let out a heavy roar, "Ah …"
He punched out.
Long Fei's figure moved.
"Rumble!"
With a loud muffled sound, Long Fei's body passed through Young Master Shen Wei's body, his fist dripping with blood.
"Drip, drip …"
This was the only sound left in the entire auction house.
Suddenly.
With a "pfft" sound, Young Master Shen Wei spat out a mouthful of black blood. His body trembled as he said solemnly, "Country bumpkin, you're not my match at all. It's impossible for you to defeat me, you …"
Long Fei sneered, "Stop talking nonsense."
While they were talking …
Long Fei slowly turned around, his gaze darkened, and said: "Explode for me!"
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As Long Fei uttered the word "explode", the blood on top of Young Master Shen Wei's head instantly bottomed out, directly turning into '0'. His body swayed a few times.
"Bam!"
He fell to the ground. One punch to kill him!
Blood Moon Exploding Fist!
A punch with the power of Superman mode.
A critical hit of a hundred thousand Spirit Source Value.
One punch to decide life and death!
This feeling … It was really great!
It was as if he had exploded. Long Fei's heart was extremely excited, "This is only the first level of the Blood Moon Exploding Fist. If I raise its level, it will definitely become one of the 'One Punch Man's' punches.
It was also at this time.
Everyone was stunned.
They were shocked by this sudden scene.
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