Who's next?
Too arrogant.
He couldn't hold it in!
Even the gods couldn't help it.
Wu Haotian bellowed: "Elder Chen?"
Without saying a word, Chen Lihu immediately took a step forward and said: "Long Fei, I want to avenge the three hundred disciples who died …"
Not waiting for him to finish.
Long Fei immediately interrupted: "Don't bother with those useless things, hurry up and come."
Niu Dahai said loudly: "Boss."
Yuan Ling also followed and said anxiously: "Long Fei."
However.
Long Fei looked at them like a stranger, and sneered: "Who are you? Can you scram to the side? "
Challenge the Xuanjian sect!
But the Xuanjian sect!
Long Fei alone!
How could they not be worried? However, they felt a sense of unfamiliarity from Long Fei's eyes, an extremely unfamiliarity.
Why?
Niu Dahai and Yuan Ling were both stunned, especially Yuan Ling. Upon entering the martial-arts arena, she felt as if Long Fei had become a completely different person, a strange feeling.
Chen Lihu moved his hands, his claws striking towards Long Fei's throat, "You dog, give me your life!"
"Eagle King Claw!"
His speed was like the wind. At the same time that he attacked, his pressure attacked at the same time.
The corner of Long Fei's mouth drew back, and his arms sank, "magic power of right hand!"
"Bam!"
A burst of divine power burst forth from his right arm. Long Fei did not dodge, nor did he retreat. Instead, he rushed forward, and thought to himself: "Those who hurt my brother, die!"
It was incomparably ferocious.
"Teleport!"
Long Fei's figure suddenly disappeared, and by the time Chen Lihu reacted, Long Fei's fist had already smashed onto his claws.
"Crack!"
Chen Lihu's right arm was numb from the intense pain in his palm. His left hand swept horizontally.
Long Fei still did not dodge.
The power of the Mountain-hit Fist was released from his left fist, and the punch landed directly on his face.
At the same time.
Chen Lihu's left claw grabbed out, and a bloody wound appeared on Long Fei's chest.
Chen Lihu retreated, blood spurting out of his nose.
"moonlit step!"
Swoosh!
Long Fei took a step into the sky. Without waiting for Chen Lihu to steady himself, he cupped his fists.
"Roar!"
The shadow of the Large Power King Kong Ape superimposed on his body, his fists were like battle axes, smashing down heavily towards Chen Lihu's head.
"Get down!"
"Boom!"
Kacha, kacha, kacha …
Below the top of his head, all of his bones were broken. He knelt on the ground with a pale face and blood gushing out of his mouth. He stared at Wu Haotian in the arena. "Great Elder, save … save … save me …"
Long Fei stood beside him and looked at Wu Haotian coldly. The corner of his mouth turned cold as he punched Chen Lihu's temple.
The last bit of HP in the HP slot above his head was emptied.
Bang!
His body tilted and he fell heavily to the ground.
Long Fei didn't even look at him. He stared at Wu Haowu and said coldly, "You're next!"
The speed of the battle was too fast.
It was so fast that it made one's eyes blurry and unable to see it clearly.
"Elder Chen actually … He's actually dead?"
"He, he, he really killed Elder Chen?"
"What happened just now?"
… ….
The surrounding people were shocked.
Rou Shui's face sank again and again as she thought to herself, "This is bad, this is bad, it's already reached the point of no return."
"Junior Sister Apprentice, is this person really a war chief realm cultivator?"
"His explosive power is much stronger than the average war elder realm."
"This kid …"
Rou Shui took a step forward, her lips trembling. He wanted to stop Long Fei, but … Thinking about what Long Fei had said at the beginning, and how he had just killed Chen Lihu, it was impossible for the current Long Fei to join the Xuanjian sect.
No one would agree.
Moreover.
Wu Haotian was enraged!
"How dare you!" Wu Haotian was furious, "Killing an elder of the Xuanjian sect, even if you have ten lives today, you will still walk out of the Xuanjian peak."
Long Fei said arrogantly: "I said, I want to challenge the Xuanjian sect, how can I challenge the Xuanjian sect if I don't have the guts?"
"Next!"
"Wu Haowu, it's your turn!"
Wu Haowu took a step forward, his eyes turned sinister, and coldly snorted: "Long Fei, you're too arrogant."
"I'm just arrogant."
"I just want to step on you. Come on!" Long Fei laughed arrogantly. If Chen Lihu died, the next one would be Wu Haowu, and he would have to die as well.
Because …
He also made a move against his brother.
Yuan Ling stepped forward and pulled Long Fei back, shaking his head, he was on the verge of tears: "Long Fei, don't, don't, don't be like this, I beg of you."
There was still a way back.
If this continued, there would be no turning back.
Furthermore, there was still a war emperor realm Wu Haotian, no matter how strong he was, he would not be a match for a war emperor Ranker.
Long Fei coldly snorted, and said: "Who are you? Am I familiar with you? "Scram to the side."
While they were talking …
Long Fei pushed Yuan Ling away, his eyes were resolute and cold.
He didn't want to do this.
But this was the only way to help Yuan Ling. If he did not do this, after he escaped, Yuan Ling, Niu Fatso would definitely be punished by the Xuanjian sect.
He would instead harm Yuan Ling and the others.
It was impossible for Yuan Ling and Niu Fatso to leave the Xuanjian sect. Since that was the case, he could only fulfill their wish.
Long Fei's heart ached.
If he was strong enough, none of this would have happened.
"Come!"
"I didn't kill you in the beginning, but this time, I will definitely kill you!" Long Fei's voice was like thunder, turning the pain in his heart into anger and exploding it all out.
Wu Haowu gritted his teeth, "Ahh!"
With a mournful roar, the long sword on his body moved. "Buzz buzz …"
The sound of a sword rang out.
Then.
The Sword Qi wreaked havoc as dozens of sword images appeared all over his body, leaning against his back one by one.
"Returning Spring Sword Art?"
"Heaven Ranked Ninth Grade Sword Art."
"This time, Long Fei, this brat, is going to die."
"In the beginning, Elder Wu was caught off guard by the sneak attack. This time, it's definitely impossible."
"Elder Wu is a powerhouse of the war master ream. It's more than enough to deal with a war chief Ranker."
"Brat, let's see how you can still be so arrogant."
… ….
The surrounding disciples started discussing.
Just as they had said, the reason why Wu Haowu was beaten up was because of Long Fei's sneak attack. This time, he would definitely take revenge.
Rou Shui could not help but remind: "Long Fei, you have to be careful of his sword technique."
"Soft water!"
"Rumble!"
Wu Haotian was enraged, and angrily scolded: "If you dare say another word, this old man will cripple you."
Wu Haowu's eyes darkened, he stared coldly at Long Fei and said: "You dog, under my Returning Spring Sword Art, go to hell!"
He thrusted out with his sword.
The sword images on his body began to surge.
It was also at this time.
"Pah!"
"Gu gu gu …"
A strange cry came out from Long Fei's throat, his four limbs spread out as he laid on the ground.
Wu Haowu laughed complacently: "Lying on the ground and pretending to be dead? "It's too late!"
Before he could finish.
"Road to the Yellow Springs …"
"Toading Skill!"
Long Fei's limbs moved, and his body shot out like a cannonball …
Wu Haowu had a defensive spirit treasure on him.
Normal attacks were useless, but the attack power of the Toading Skill was different.
This time.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
