Chapter 3822
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He descended from the sky.
His body exploded again.
"Roar!"
A dragon's roar shook the surroundings.
The instant Long Fei landed on the ground, an extremely powerful energy wave blasted out. Those so-called Sword Emperors couldn't stand steadily and were swaying. Their hearts were completely crushed by the dragon's might and it was incomparably uncomfortable.
Their faces were pale.
Their bodies were trembling.
"What power is this?"
"What power is this?"
"Dragon's roar?"
"Could he be from the Dragons?"
"Dragons?"
"Ancient family clans? Weren't they destroyed? "
"Why are there still Dragons in this world?"
…
Those Sword Emperor experts were very confused. At first, they thought that Long Fei did not have any background. Now, it seemed that Long Fei was actually a Dragons?
This made them extremely shocked.
Although this was a mortal world, the news of the spirit vein mountain being destroyed had already spread across countless domains. This was spread by the Xuan Clan.
It was a warning to those ancient family clans that if they went against the Mystic Thearch, the Dragons would end up like them.
Now, Long Fei's body erupted with a dragon's roar. The power of the dragon's might was something that they could not withstand.
At the same time …
Song Gucheng, who was at the Sword Heaven Sect's seat, had a sinister look in his eyes. Seeing that his son was killed, his fists were clenched so tightly that they were on fire.
Seeing the Dragon God image on Long Fei's body, his eyes narrowed. "No wonder the Xuan Ming Yuan wants to deal with him. He already knew this kid's identity."
"He should be Long Fei!"
"He is the person that the Patriarch of the Xuan Clan wanted to kill."
No one knew of Long Fei's fame among the mortal clans, but in the High God Space and those ancient family clans, he was very famous.
A man who could go against the Mystic Thearch.
A man who the Mystic Thearch could not kill several times.
A man who could make the Mystic Thearch want to kill!
He was Long Fei!
Song Gucheng's heart tightened. "Even if the Mystic Thearch cannot kill you, but … you killed my son. I must kill you."
Song Gucheng stood up.
The Heaven God's power surged.
He was not in a hurry to go down. His eyes locked onto Long Fei.
…
Xuan Mingyuan also smiled with interest. Looking at Long Fei in the middle of the arena, he said lightly, "The power of Dragons?"
"Hehe …"
"Kid, is that all you got from the Dragons?"
"Could it be that your father didn't teach you the true power of a dragon?" Xuan Mingyuan mocked loudly. "Oh, I forgot."
"Your father seems to have been captured by our Xuan Family's Old Ancestor."
"I wonder if he's dead or not."
"Don't worry, after I kill you, I will send your father down to see you." Xuan Mingyuan sneered, then his eyes darkened, "What are you all looking at?"
"Kill!"
"Whoever kills him, I can reward them with ten Heavenly God's godheads!"
As soon as he finished speaking.
Greed flashed in the eyes of the sect leaders.
"Ten Heavenly God's godheads?"
"Is this the Godhead of a Heavenly God that can allow one to become a Heavenly God after merging with it?"
"Hahaha …"
"Then what are we waiting for? Kill him!"
"Kill him."
…
All of them looked as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
To them, they would at most be at the peak of the Sword Emperor Realm. If they wanted to break through and become a Heavenly God, fusing with their godheads was the only way.
This was their only way.
Now, as long as they killed Long Fei, they would be able to obtain ten Heavenly God's godheads. Long Fei stood in the middle of the Battle Grounds, clenching his fists tightly. His heart was burning with rage. Thinking about how his father was still in limbo and how he had yet to kill the Mystic Thearch, Long Fei was extremely displeased. He looked around and saw that there were more and more people surging towards him.
Sect Leader, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, "A bunch of reckless things."
Wan Jian snorted and said angrily: "Brat, the one who doesn't know death is you."
"Give me your life!"
"Ahh …"
A roar sounded.
Wan Jian's figure moved and flew into the air.
In an instant.
A purple greatsword appeared above his body.
Emperor Sword!
The Emperor Sword that he had comprehended from the Sword Emperor Realm.
Everyone raised their heads to look.
The purple greatsword flew out and the entire Heavenly Law Martial Field's sword intent pressed down. The entire sky seemed to have become a sharp sword edge that pressed down.
Many Sword Emperor experts knelt on the ground as they could not withstand it.
Wan Jian's cultivation was much higher than ordinary peak of the Sword Emperor Realm experts.
When he released the Emperor Sword, it was even sharper. Ordinary experts would not be able to withstand such pressure.
Wan Jian's glabella turned sinister as his spirit source surged out from the depths of his Dantian. The spirit source power was like a dam that was releasing a flood as it surged crazily and spread out.
The Purple Emperor Sword on his body also shook slightly.
"Buzz!"
"Buzz, buzz, buzz rumble …"
The sword chime was like thunder exploding in the sky.
In the blink of an eye.
Tens of thousands of purple Emperor Swords were floating in the sky!
"What is this?"
"Damn, this is Sect Leader Wan Jian's ultimate move."
"No!"
"Is he trying to kill us all?"
"No, no matter how powerful Wan Jian is, he would not dare to do that."
…
Tens of thousands of swords were floating in the sky.
Purple swords covered the sky.
This scene was extremely terrifying.
Wan Jian looked down at Long Fei coldly and said: "Brat, die!"
A loud roar.
The ten thousand purple Emperor Swords in the sky condensed and pierced towards Long Fei's head.
"Hualala …"
"Hualala …"
Countless sword slashes appeared in the air.
"Boss, be careful!" Zhao Da Han was so anxious that he wanted to rush down.
Baili Tianhai pulled him back tightly.
Everyone was extremely anxious.
They had never seen this kind of battle before.
They were afraid that going down would be courting death.
Similarly.
Long Fei's cultivation was still at the ninth level of the Sword Emperor Realm, and had not stepped into the Sword Emperor Realm yet. Facing such a huge Emperor Sword's power, his mind slightly sank.
He felt the power of the boundless sword intent.
However …
Who was he?
He was Long Fei!
He never knew how to write the word 'coward'.
Standing in place.
Long Fei opened his right hand and extended it out.
He roared in his heart.
"Level 7 Ancient Dragon Body!"
"Open for me!"
"Boom!"
The power on Long Fei's body shook, and the Dragon Divine Emperor image superimposed on his body as if it was real. His right hand turned into a dragon claw.
He opened his five fingers.
A dragon's might burst out from here.
"Bam!"
The first purple Emperor Sword pierced down, piercing into Long Fei's palm. It was still half a meter away from Long Fei's palm.
The purple Emperor Sword was unable to advance even half a meter.
At the same time.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
The purple Emperor Sword stabbed down like a torrential rain.
Long Fei's right hand endured the endless bombardment of power, and every step the Emperor Sword took was like a bolt of lightning.
However.
Ten thousand Emperor Swords came crashing down, but Long Fei did not take half a step back. Those Emperor Swords did not even stab into his palm.
They couldn't hurt him at all.
Long Fei held a gigantic sword in his hand, like a hedgehog.
The corner of Long Fei's mouth curled up, "The power of the Emperor Sword?"
"Hehe!"
"It's only so-so!"
"Is there anything stronger?"
Long Fei sneered in disdain.
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