Why did he call you grandpa?
Long Fei's heart tightened.
"Experts of the Demon Race?"
Immediately.
Long Fei thought of the blade technique and Wang Qingshan outside the cave, and cried out in his heart, "This is bad!"
… ….
"Bam!"
"Bam!"
Wang Qingshan and Dao Feng were sent flying with a single blow. A middle-aged man in blood-red clothes with bloodshot eyes stood in the air. He looked at Dao Feng and Dao Feng coldly and said, "You want to fight with me?"
"You don't even have the qualifications to die in my hands."
He looked into the deep cave, and the entire Undead City no longer had any death aura. His heart tightened, "Has the undead ghost dragon been killed?"
"Killed by these two?"
The man sized up the blade technique and Wang Qingshan, and said faintly: "It's impossible for them to kill the undead ghost dragon with their strength."
Blade stood up with great difficulty, and said loudly: "We've already killed the undead ghost dragon, so why would we be afraid of you?"
He could not let the Demons discover Long Fei.
Blade's words were to protect Long Fei.
Wang Qingshan immediately said: "You better leave quickly, otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite."
"Humph!"
The Demons coldly snorted, and said: "You think you can kill the undead ghost dragon with just you? Even an expert at the peak of the Blood Immortal Realm would not be a match for the undead ghost dragon. "
As soon as his voice faded …
Blade and Wang Qingshan's hearts skipped a beat, and they were secretly shocked.
Even an expert at the peak of the Blood Immortal Realm was not a match for him?
Then how did Long Fei kill the undead ghost dragon?
They couldn't even injure the ghost dragon, so the death of the ghost dragon was definitely done by Long Fei. What exactly did he do? Just how strong was he?
The shock in their hearts was indescribable.
However …
Blade was very unyielding, and said: "The ghost dragon is dead, and we are here, if we didn't kill it, then did you kill it?"
Wang Qingshan also laughed and said, "Sengoku is much stronger than you Demons think. Killing an Undead Ghost Dragon is no problem at all."
The Demons sneered and said, "Since that's the case, I want to see how strong you are and what ability you have to kill the Undead Ghost Dragon."
As soon as he finished speaking.
The demonic shadow moved.
Blade's eyes narrowed. Before he could react, the Demons landed beside him. He moved his bloody palm and blasted it out.
"Pu!"
Blood spurted out, and the clothes on his back were torn apart by a force that rushed out of his body. His whole body hung in the hands of the Demons.
The Demons sneered, "Is this the power you used to kill the Undying Ghost Dragon?"
"Can't even take a single blow!"
The sword in Wang Qingshan's hand moved as fast as lightning.
The eyes of the Demons turned cold and he said contemptuously, "The speed of drawing the sword is not bad. You should be the disciple of Great Swordsman Auja, right?"
"However!"
"Your sword moves are too weak."
"Your power is too weak. This kind of power can't even kill a chicken." As he spoke, his hand shot out like a snake, grabbing onto the sword and twisting it fiercely.
"Crack!"
The longsword broke.
The Demons sneered, "I'll let you see my sword intent."
"Buzz!"
The broken sword floated in the air, and a powerful sword intent shot out, piercing through Wang Qingshan's chest. A huge bloody hole appeared in his chest.
His entire body was sent flying by the powerful force.
The Demons became even more disdainful: "Is this the power you call killing the Undead Ghost Dragon?"
"Too weak!"
One move, one defeat, one defeat.
Their fighting strength was on a completely different level. There was no comparison at all.
Dao Feng said stubbornly, "Yes, we killed them. So what?"
The Demons looked at Blade coldly and said: "I've said it before, you don't even have the qualifications to die in my hands, do you understand?"
"Speak!"
"Where did that Ranker go?"
There must be a Ranker.
Moreover.
He deduced that this Ranker was at least at the Golden Immortal Stage, and it was very likely that he was heavily injured. If he could kill a Golden Immortal Stage Ranker, then this trip would not be in vain.
Blade hoped that Long Fei would not come out. It would be good if he could buy some time for Long Fei, and said: "Hahaha … I've been discovered by you, that expert is about to arrive, and will soon take your dog life."
"You want me to tell you where he is? Dream on. "
The Demons's eyes turned sinister, "You really won't say it?"
Blade laughed: "Even if you beat me to death, I won't say it."
The Demons's eyes became abnormally cold, and said: "There really are people in this world who are not afraid of death, Shendi College seems to be not simple."
"However!"
"Today, I want to see how unafraid you are of death!"
The Demons moved his finger, forming a sword with his finger, and instantly pierced into Blade's chest. Blood gushed out, and the Demons laughed coldly: "Does it hurt?"
The wound was not only painful.
There was also a powerful force rushing into his body. That feeling was too uncomfortable.
Blade's entire body was trembling, and his entire body was covered in cold sweat from the pain, but he still said arrogantly: "So good, can you make me feel better? "Hahaha …"
"Hehe!"
The Demons glared, "Let me see how long you can last."
Wang Qingshan shouted from afar, "Long Fei, run!"
"Ahh …"
He rushed forward once again.
For Long Fei to be able to kill the undead ghost dragon, it meant that his strength was much stronger than his and Blade's. Long Fei was much more useful than them, so Long Fei should live.
At this moment.
When Han Xueji, who was outside the city, saw that the death aura in the Undead City had disappeared, they also rushed into the city gates.
Seeing that Blade and Wang Qingshan were heavily injured, Han Xueji immediately said: "Let's go together!"
Zheng Qingsong was the first to rush forward.
The other disciples also rushed forward.
Blade shouted loudly: "Quickly escape, quickly escape, you are not his match."
Han Xueji said without a care: "This old lady has never escaped before."
The corner of the Demons's mouth turned cold, and the aura on his body surged out, "A bunch of ants dare to be impudent in front of me?"
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The aura formed a pressure, and without waiting for Zheng Qingsong to get close, he was instantly crushed to the ground, unable to move.
Han Xueji wore a pair of gloves on her hands, and threw a few punches at the aura of the Demons Ranker. However, her cultivation was not even as high as Blade's, and with the injuries on her body, she barely managed to hold on for half a second before being crushed to the ground.
"Shendi College?"
"Hahaha …"
"Pigs and dogs, you trash want to stop the rise of my Demons? You even want to use the Demon Slayer to snipe our Demon Ancestor? What a joke! "
"Hahaha …"
The Devil Race expert laughed heartily.
Han Xueji looked at Blade and asked: "Senior Apprentice Brother, what exactly happened?"
"Who is he?"
"Where's Long Fei?"
Blade's eyes tensed up, and signaled Han Xueji not to continue asking.
The Demons Ranker laughed coldly, and said: "It seems like one of you still hasn't appeared, where is this Long Fei person?"
"He should be the one who killed the undead ghost dragon, right?"
The Demons Ranker's aura moved as he sensed it, and then he sneered: "Long Fei, you dog, get the hell out here."
It was also at this time.
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