The Power of the Pardon Medallion
Everyone in the city was watching.
Everyone was shocked.
"The Lian family's genius truly lives up to his name."
"A Qilin genius is indeed a Qilin genius. How can trash from a lower plane compare to him?"
"So what if you have the Blue Dragon phantom?"
"Trampled by others all the same!"
"Hahaha … This is the difference. This is the difference between trash and geniuses. No matter how many Blue Dragon phantoms he has, it's useless. He will still be trampled by the Qilin genius."
"Let him know what the Grandmist World is!"
"Muggles, understand?"
…
Long Fei had become a villain.
During this period of time, the various large families had been wantonly spreading the news that Long Fei had colluded with Night Valley and the Ghost Cave and had become a part of the demons. Long Fei was the scum of the East Royal Kingdom and a traitor.
Therefore …
When they saw Lian Wuchao blocking Blue Dragon, they laughed.
"Dragon?"
"Hmph!"
"Don't even mention the fact that you're just an illusory dragon. Even if a real dragon were to appear before me, I would still kill it."
"Roar!"
Lian Wuchao charged forward again and slashed with the long saber in his hand.
Long Fei had already pushed the power of the Blue Dragon Battle Suit to the limit. Dragon roars wreaked havoc, Dragon Might crushed down, and Blue Dragon phantoms rushed forward.
However …
No!
Lian Wuchao did not seem to be affected by the Dragon's Might.
His speed and strength didn't slow down at all.
"Boom!"
He slashed down.
Kacha!
A bolt of purple lightning struck down, and the Blue Dragon's shadow shook slightly.
"Huala …"
A large piece of the Qilin on Long Fei's body fell off. His heart sank. "Can't block it?"
"Hmph!"
"Long Fei, there is no place for you in this world. A piece of trash like you is not worthy of entering the Grandmist World. Die for me, hahaha …" Lian Wuchao retreated once more.
Swoosh!
His body turned into a stream of light.
The saber in his hand drew a huge saber Qi in the sky, and it was visible to the naked eye.
Another slash!
"Boom!"
There was a loud explosion. "Kacha!"
The Blue Dragon's head … was cut off.
The Blue Dragon shadow shattered in an instant. At the same time, the Blue Dragon battle suit on Long Fei's body fell to the ground, piece by piece.
"Puchi!"
The blood in Long Fei's chest churned. He couldn't hold it in and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face turned pale and he fell from the sky.
Bang!
It landed heavily.
Lan Mei immediately rushed over and quickly helped Long Fei up. Her eyes were moist. "Long Fei, Long Fei …"
Long Fei steadied himself and said, "I'm fine."
He didn't expect that.
Unexpectedly, the Blue Dragon Battle Suit was shattered by Lian Wuchao in just a few moves.
Lian Wuchao's strength was far beyond his expectations.
Long Fei panted heavily and said in a low voice, "I'm fine. Find a chance to go to the Sword Elder later, and then go to Night Valley. It's very safe there."
The Phoenix Raiment on Lan Mei's body was very strong. Unless it was a Venerable Realm expert, it would be very difficult to kill her.
As long as she could stall Lian Wuchao, Lan Mei could escape.
As Long Fei spoke, he took out a small porcelain bottle that he had prepared and said, "Inside is a divine bloodline. It should be able to help you break through the lifeline of your mind."
Regardless of whether Lan Mei agreed or not, he directly stuffed it into her hands.
Lan Mei said anxiously, "What about you?"
Long Fei grinned and said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine. Don't forget, my name is Long Fei!"
Lan Mei shook her head and said, "I'm not leaving. I'm not going anywhere. If you die, I'll die with you. I've lived enough anyway."
Boom!
At that moment, Lian Wuchao's body fell heavily.
The surrounding crowd quickly dispersed and looked at Lian Wuchao with eyes full of reverence.
"Young Master Lian is mighty!"
"Young Master Lian is mighty!"
"Young Master Lian, kill him!"
…
Lian Wuchao was a god-like existence in their hearts since he had even killed a dragon.
He was very popular.
Lian Wuchao did not even look at the people around him. He stared coldly at Long Fei and Lan Mei and sneered, "Birds of a feather flock together. A piece of trash with blocked meridians and a piece of trash from a low-level plane."
"Just nice!"
"One for my dead brother, and the other for my grandfather's soul."
"You two pieces of trash, go to hell!"
Lian Wuchao's eyes narrowed, and his murderous intent intensified. He dragged the amethyst broadsword in his hand on the ground and slashed it across the ground. Sparks flew in all directions, and the sword aura defied the heavens.
Bang!
The ground shook with every step he took.
Bang!
Bang!
Only the sounds of explosions could be heard, but Lian Wuchao was nowhere to be seen.
"Die!"
As soon as the word fell, a purple light slashed down from the top of Long Fei's head.
Hualala …
The sword aura was like a gust of wind, crushing down from the sky.
Long Fei's body felt as if thousands of pounds of force was pressing down. His body kept trembling, and his mind and sea of consciousness were all being crushed. He could not withstand it at all.
Long Fei clenched his fists, and his heart sank, "Emperor's power …"
"Emperor's inheritance!"
"Release it!"
His fists met the attack.
But …
The Emperor's inheritance given to him by the old Nightking was not released. During this time, Long Fei was developing the battle suit and had no time to cultivate the Emperor's inheritance.
Even if he cultivated it, it was impossible to completely absorb the Emperor's power in such a short period of time.
"With your fists?"
"Humph!"
"Overestimating yourself!" Lian Wuchao sneered and said, "Grandpa, look carefully, I will avenge you!"
Swish!
A sword aura slashed down.
The purple sword aura was like a ferocious beast, devouring everything and not giving him any chance.
Lan Mei raised her eyes, her body directly protecting in front of Long Fei. The idea moved, and the Phoenix Rainbow's defensive power was released to its greatest extent.
However …
It was useless!
Lian Wuchao had absorbed the strongest power from the Amethyst Armor. Adding his Qilin bloodline and his talent, his strength was too strong.
The Phoenix Rainbow's defense couldn't stop it at all.
The defense collapsed.
Lan Mei did not leave, she still stood in front of Long Fei, looked at Long Fei, and muttered with a smile: "To be able to die with you, I am satisfied, hehe!"
Long Fei roared in his heart.
On his right hand, a purplish black flame appeared.
His chest shone with a bit of light.
He couldn't hold it in anymore!
He wanted to use the Nether Force that had been inherited from the ancient times.
But!
"Stay your blade!"
Right at this moment, when the Phoenix Rainbow's battle armor shattered, a force descended from the sky, directly protecting in front of Lan Mei. This force directly shattered Lian Wuchao's blade aura.
Moreover.
In this instant. Lian Wuchao continuously retreated.
The space between his eyebrows entered as he stared at the sky. His anger surged as he said, "Who the f * ck is courting death, and dares to stop me?"
Not waiting for him to finish.
The surrounding people were stunned, their gazes unmoving as they looked in front of Lan Mei.
That power just now wasn't emitted by anyone, but a token.
The power emitted from a token.
What kind of token had such a powerful power?
Suddenly.
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