Kill, kill, kill, explode, explode!
Eighteen Martial Academies, right?
Incomparably tyrannical, right?
I will f * ck you all up!
Long Fei stood on the stage arrogantly and said: "Geniuses of the eighteen Martial Academies, come at me, I, Long Fei, will take it on myself!"
If you want to be arrogant, then be arrogant to death.
If you want to challenge, then challenge the eighteen Martial Academies together.
If a god blocked a god, a buddha blocked a buddha!
Long Fei was that arrogant!
"Too arrogant!"
A high ranking disciple of the Blue Dragon Martial Academy flew down, the long sword in his hand turned into an illusion, a powerful sword technique covered the sky and released the pressure of the eighth stage of the Blood Immortal, "Brat, die!"
Eighth stage of the Blood Immortal.
His cultivation was nine realms higher than Long Fei's.
An existence that was difficult to surpass.
The sword techniques he cultivated were also extremely powerful existences.
Long Fei's eyes turned sinister, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, he sneered, and said: "A genius of the Blue Dragon Martial Academy, right?"
When the dragon salyer descended, without waiting for the disciple to land, the aura on Long Fei's body exploded, "seventh level peerless techinique, open!"
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The power in Long Fei's body suddenly exploded, the dragon salyer in his hands slashed down without hesitation. "Roar …"
The black dragon roared.
The black dragon-shaped blade Qi crushed down.
"Crack!"
The long sword broke, and before he could even land on the stage, he was instantly killed by Long Fei's blade.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to player 'Long Fei' for killing 'High Ranking Disciple of the Blue Dragon Martial Academy' for obtaining 3900 experience points, 200 Immortal Power Values, and 10 Energy Values!"
"Congratulations to the player …"
Long Fei checked the items that dropped, and sighed in his heart, "No Grade Five Immortal Root dropped, failure!"
He needed a Grade Five Immortal Root now.
He really needed it!
Being unable to release three billion experience was a pain in the ass.
The dragon salyer moved and rested on his shoulder. The corner of Long Fei's mouth drew back as he stared at Ouyang Zhan and arrogantly said: "Continue!"
"Whoosh!"
Whoosh!
Two of the Blue Dragon Martial Institution's geniuses rushed down. This time, their sword moves were even sharper. They sealed off Long Fei from the front and back.
"There's no turning back."
"Completely sealed by the sword technique."
"Looks like Long Fei is going to be injured."
"Sigh … Why is he so arrogant? Can't you restrain yourself a little? "
…
The Blue Dragon Martial Arts Institution.
Shendi College had the strongest influence. Every disciple of the Blue Dragon Martial Institution was a super genius existence. They were too powerful.
Just when everyone thought that Long Fei would definitely be injured, Long Fei's body suddenly jumped.
"Hmph!"
"You'll die even if you jump into the air!"
A disciple's ten thousand sword shadows came crashing down.
In that instant.
"Dominating Sky Strike!"
Boom!
One of the disciples was knocked over.
At the same time, Long Fei's body moved again. "Tyrant Sky Strike!"
"Boom!"
This set of skills didn't have a cooldown time and could be used indefinitely. What could two disciples of the Blue Dragon Martial Institution do to him?
He raised his hand and slashed down again.
"Ding!"
"Ding!"
The system sounded, but there was still no Grade 5 Blood Immortal Realm Immortal Root. Long Fei was a little annoyed. He shouted angrily, "Is there only so many people in the Blue Dragon Martial Institution? Those who are unhappy with me, those who want to kill me, get down here. Disciples of the 18 Martial Institutions, if you are not satisfied, get down here. I will deal with you all together. "
Annoyed.
Very annoyed.
Not being able to level up was really annoying. Looking at the 3 billion experience points piled up there was really annoying. He felt extremely bitter in his heart. "Who the hell thought of this? They actually set up such a threshold for leveling up. Damn it, if I don't get a Grade 5 Immortal Root, what will I do?"
"Stay in the Pseudo Immortal Realm forever?"
Levels were really important.
Today was especially important.
Long Fei's strength was still at the Grade 9 Pseudo Immortal Realm. Without leveling up, he couldn't obtain the strength of the Blood Immortal Realm.
It was fine to deal with Blood Immortal Realm experts, but once they were Golden Immortal Realm experts, Long Fei would have a hard time.
"I have to level up!"
"I have to get a Grade 5 Immortal Root." Long Fei was secretly anxious. He already knew that there would be a mysterious expert in the individual ranking competition.
He had to be prepared!
"Come on!"
"Ouyang Zhan, weren't you very arrogant?"
"Didn't you always want to kill me? Send out all the disciples of the 18 Martial Institutions. "
"Whoever is not satisfied today, I will beat them until they are satisfied!"
Long Fei was incomparably arrogant.
There was only one way to get a Grade 5 Immortal Root, and that was to explode!
There were only 16 bosses left in the 18 Martial Institutions. He couldn't challenge them now. He had to win all the matches to be qualified to challenge people other than the disciples.
Ouyang Zhan stared at Long Fei. His eyes were spewing flames as he roared, "Go!"
As soon as he finished.
The high ranking disciples of the 18 Martial Academies flew down one by one.
In just a few seconds, the stage was filled with people. There were over a hundred people of all sizes, and all of them were the elite disciples of the 18 Martial Academies.
Every single one of them was a super genius existence.
"He challenged so many at once?"
"Is he crazy?"
"No matter how strong Long Fei is, he can't possibly be a match for over a hundred genius warriors, right?"
"What the f * ck, isn't this too crazy?"
… ….
Discussions broke out all around the stands.
The eight Immortal Palace Elders narrowed their eyes. They looked coldly at Long Fei who was on the stage, and had no intention of interfering.
Pan Sheng was the same as he sneered: "Making an enemy out of the 18 Martial Academies is equivalent to making an enemy out of the entire Shendi College. I want to see how long you can last."
Song Chien-chien and the others couldn't help but be worried.
There were too many people on the stage.
Moreover.
Their cultivations were all above Long Fei's, how could they be a match for him?
Fatty Chen took a few steps forward. He had to ensure Long Fei's safety. No matter what happened, he had to ensure Long Fei's safety. This was his promise to Chiu Wan-tao.
It was also something he had to do.
This was a challenge that could not be won.
"The 18 Martial Academies are so high and mighty."
"Back then, all of you rejected me."
"At that time, I swore that I, Long Fei, would definitely overturn your 18 Martial Academies one by one." Long Fei laughed sinisterly, like a madman.
"Today!"
"This vow is about to be fulfilled."
The more people there were, the stronger they were, the more he liked them.
Because …
This way, the drop rate would increase.
"Brat, today is the day of your death."
"I want to see how long you can be arrogant for."
"Just wait to go to hell."
"Don't waste words with him, kill him!"
Suddenly sword.
More than a hundred genius disciples moved in unison, all of them rushing towards Long Fei.
Long Fei was not afraid.
The aura on his body suddenly exploded, his right hand tightly gripped onto the dragon salyer, his body moved, bringing with it a powerful force, "Tyrant Style Strike!"
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A large group of disciples were sent flying into the air. Long Fei's body did not stop at all, "dragon chop!"
The dragon salyer danced wildly in the air.
At the same time.
The other genius disciples did not stay in place and did nothing. They attacked Long Fei who was in the air crazily.
"Explode, explode, explode!"
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