What a powerful sword!
Everything in the world has a weakness.
Humans and bosses were no exception.
No matter how strong a boss was, as long as the weakness was found, one could defeat it.
As a professional gamer, Long Fei knew this better than anyone else.
So!
He didn't use his Berserk God's energy right away. He wanted to test out the monster's strength.
"Phantom Sword Dance!"
Long Fei's sword was extremely fast.
He slashed out sixty times in a second.
The Netherworld Kirin's eyes flashed with disdain and mockery. It suddenly stopped and blew out a gust of Netherworld wind.
"Hualala …"
The sword attack was instantly disintegrated.
Not a single attack was made.
"Hahaha …"
"A puny human dares to fight me?"
"You overestimate yourself!"
The voice was deep and filled with boundless dominance, crushing Longfei's sea of consciousness heavily.
Long Fei was swept away by the Netherworld Chilling Wind and slammed into a stone pillar. The blood in his chest churned, and he forcefully endured it. Looking at the pleased Netherworld Qilin, he felt displeased, but he had to admit that this Boss was extremely strong.
"It disintegrated the Phantom Sword Dance with just a breath. I couldn't even use the last attack."
"But!"
"The stronger it is, the more amazing the item it will drop!"
"Again!"
Long Fei moved slightly and released his Second Grade Blood Refining Realm to its peak. His footwork changed constantly, using the moves he learned in the game in his previous life to quickly close in.
The Netherworld Kirin's green eyes flashed with a cold light. "Let's see what other moves you have!"
It also charged forward.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
"Slash!"
Long Fei moved the Firmament Sword in his hand and took a step forward.
"Heavenly Flying Immortal!"
"Swoosh!"
In the sky, Long Fei swooped down like a sword from a deity.
The powerful sword intent rolled up like a gust of wind.
"Weng weng weng …"
"Weng weng …"
The ear-piercing sound of the sword pierced through the hall. Streaks of Sword Qi could be seen with the naked eye.
The Netherworld Qilin couldn't help but be slightly startled, "Sword intent into Qi, what a shocking sword intent, but …"
The Netherworld Qilin sped up.
He shuttled back and forth in the great hall like a green phantom. He shouted, "Underworld Art, Green Shadow Lightning!"
"Break!"
Boom!
With a loud explosion, Long Fei's Transcendent Flying Immortal came crashing down.
The Sword Qi bombarded every corner of the hall, but … it didn't hit the Netherworld Qilin. At that moment … the Netherworld Qilin's speed was even faster than his Transcendent Flying Immortal.
Be it speed, cultivation, or skill, they were all far above Long Fei.
Their strength was on a completely different level.
His attack missed.
Long Fei supported himself with the Firmament Sword. He looked around and did not find the Netherworld Qilin. He cried out in his heart, "Oh no!"
Shortly after.
Without waiting for his figure to bounce up, a huge green shadow landed, and a pair of green eyes stared at him.
"F * ck!"
Long Fei cursed.
The Netherworld Qilin's eyes darkened as it opened its mouth and a mouthful of Xuan Ming Yin Qi roared out.
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Long Fei's body was blown up, and the Firmament Sword fell out.
"Clang!"
The Firmament Sword landed on the ground. Long Fei frowned, "My sword!"
Not waiting for him to finish.
Another wave of Xuan Ming Yin Qi rushed up. Long Fei, who was in the air, lost his balance and flew out, crashing into a stone pillar. His back was in pain.
His body couldn't take it.
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Humph!"
A sound came from the depths of the Netherworld Qilin's throat, "You're overestimating yourself, right?"
He looked at the Firmament Sword on the ground, stepped on it, and exerted force.
The strength of this kick was quite fierce.
A shockwave was emitted from the ground. Long Fei's eyes tightened, "Damn you, you destroyed my sword, I want your life."
The Firmament Sword had an extraordinary meaning to him.
There must be a secret in this sword.
Moreover!
This sword was extremely sharp. Just in terms of luck, it was enough to reach the level of a divine artifact.
However, Long Fei wasn't sure if the Firmament Sword could withstand the Netherworld Qilin's stomp.
"Bam!"
A shockwave of energy shot out. The Netherworld Qilin coldly snorted and said, "It's just a broken iron sword."
It was very disdainful.
The ground shattered, revealing a deep pit.
Logically speaking.
How powerful was the Netherworld Qilin? Not to mention an iron sword, even a Heaven Ranked Divine Weapon made of black steel could be easily broken with a single stomp.
However …
The Firmament Sword bent slightly, as if it was trying to move a thousand kilograms with little effort. It completely dispelled the Netherworld Qilin's power, and it wasn't damaged at all.
Not even a bit of rust fell off.
The Netherworld Qilin's eyes turned sinister, its face was displeased, and it stomped down heavily, "A broken sword dares to be so arrogant in front of me?"
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It was still the same. The Firmament Sword wasn't damaged at all.
Long Fei was also a little dumbfounded, "This sword … Two words, awesome!"
The Netherworld Qilin was also enraged. Not to mention a broken sword, even if it was a Divine Weapon, he would still be able to destroy it.
He didn't believe this!
He was also competing with the Firmament Sword.
A crazy trampling.
He crazily used the Xuanming Yin Qi to blow.
However.
No matter how it tried to destroy it, the Firmament Sword remained unmoved.
There was no damage at all.
It was so angry that the Netherworld Qilin was about to go berserk.
What kind of existence was the Firmament Sword?
It was the third ranked Divine Weapon in the Divine Weapon of the Great Grandmist World.
It was also the only Divine Weapon that was not controlled by the Tian Clan. Although it was covered in rust and its strength was sealed, it was not as strong as before.
However …
The material it was made of did not deteriorate at all.
The Netherworld Qilin couldn't hurt it at all.
"Huff, huff, huff …"
"I'm so angry, I'm so angry." The Netherworld Qilin was incomparably furious. Looking at the undamaged 'iron sword' on the ground, he was so angry that his head was about to emit smoke.
Long Fei leaned to the side and laughed, "Hahaha … How could my sword be so easily destroyed?"
Then.
The Netherworld Qilin's gaze turned and stared at Long Fei, "Your sword is indeed not bad, but … What about you?
"Are you as hard as your broken sword?"
"Huff …"
The Netherworld Qilin turned around and walked towards Long Fei.
Long Fei's heart sank, "Holy sh * t!"
"What kind of ability is this?"
"If you have the guts, then deal with my sword. You can't even destroy my sword, and you still want to kill me?" Long Fei said loudly, "If you have the guts, then destroy my sword first."
Long Fei's body slightly shrank back.
He actually didn't have much strength left in the great hall. The two moves just now were all done with his life on the line.
Now …
He really had no other choice.
The Netherworld Qilin said, "I haven't eaten in a long time, and it just so happens that I ate you. As for your sword … If you die, won't your sword be mine? Why would I destroy my own sword? "
"F * ck!"
"Can you be a little shameless?" Long Fei scolded.
"F * ck!"
"He wasn't killed, nor was he sucked to death by the array, but now he's going to be eaten by this beast?"
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