Come f * cking hit me!
He really did not want to fuse with an Immortal Root that did not match his cultivation.
This was the reason why Long Fei had not fused with the Blue Spirit Grass yet.
He wanted to fuse with a battle type Immortal Root, but who knew that Ouyang Zhan would only drop a Spirit Grass type Immortal Root, and it was a useless Blue Spirit Grass at that. Long Fei really did not want to fuse with it, but now …
He was forced to the edge of a cliff!
"Fuse!"
Long Fei's voice sank, the Blue Spirit Grass in his Space Ring disappeared, his body frantically absorbing the power of the Blue Spirit Grass.
"Fuse?"
"Fuse with what?"
"What else can you fuse at this time? Fuse with an Immortal Root? So what if you break through to the Blood Immortal Stage? "
"Still a piece of trash, hahaha …" Pan Sheng was not in a hurry to make a move against Long Fei. He wanted to tease him, and step on his face ruthlessly. If he were to kill Long Fei in one move, he would not be able to show off his strength.
Moreover.
He enjoyed the process of playing with Long Fei.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Long Fei's body continuously emitted the sound of power. It would take a little bit of time to fuse with the Immortal Root.
"Arrogant?"
"There is only one outcome for being arrogant in front of laozi. Just you wait." Long Fei's body quickly absorbed the power of the Immortal Root. The power of the Tier 5 Immortal Root Blue Spirit Grass was crazily being absorbed by him, and at the same time, his experience bar started to tremble.
"How many levels can I soar with more than three billion experience points?"
Long Fei's heart was filled with incomparable anticipation.
"What is he doing?"
"To fuse with an Immortal Root at this time, is he crazy?"
"So what if he succeeds in fusing with it? At most, he will only be a Tier 1 Blood Immortal. He won't be able to do anything and is not a match for Pan Sheng at all. "
"I think he's just deliberately mystifying things. He won't be able to do anything."
"Young Master Pan, don't waste time with him. Kill him, kill him."
"Kill him, avenge the eighteen Deans, avenge the dead disciples, kill him."
…
The voices became louder and louder. Pan Sheng laughed proudly. He looked at Long Fei and said excitedly, "Long Fei, did you hear that? They are all voices against you. Hahaha … Then go to hell."
In an instant.
Pan Sheng's body moved.
Boom!
The power of a Virtual Immortal erupted.
One palm!
"Pangu split the heavens."
Boom!
The palm force rolled and heavily smashed onto Xiang Longfei's chest.
The power was incomparably vigorous.
"Boss!"
"Long Fei!"
"Lord Long!"
Fatty Chen and the others were so scared that their faces turned pale. The power of that palm was so strong that a 9th stage False Immortal could not withstand it at all.
Long Fei didn't bother defending.
His body flew backward. His chest was split open, and his body was about to explode from the immense power of the palm. However, at this moment, the System sounded out.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to player 'Long Fei' for levelling up. Current level: 'Blood Immortal Grade 1'!"
What did levelling up mean?
Levelling up meant resurrection. It meant that all the injuries on his body would disappear. Even if Long Fei's heart was pierced, as long as he had a little bit of health left, he could still come back to life with full health if he levelled up now!
Long Fei landed on the ground and continued to fuse with the Immortal Root.
Pan Sheng's originally complacent face suddenly stiffened. His mind sensed that Long Fei's body had completely recovered along with his palm strike. His previous wounds had also completely healed. What was going on?
"Is he … is he … is he still human?"
"He didn't even die from that palm?"
"It's fine if he didn't die, but look at the wounds on his body. They've all healed. Could it be that Pan Sheng's power was a type of healing power?"
"Or is Pan Sheng's power just a weak chicken?"
… ….
It was too strange.
The eight great Immortal Palace elders couldn't understand it. It was simply impossible.
They were very clear how strong Pan Sheng's power was just now. Even ten Nihility Immortal Realm martial artists would be killed in an instant, but Long Fei was completely fine. It was fine if he was fine, but why were all the wounds on his body healed?
Many people rubbed their eyes, thinking that they were hallucinating. However, Long Fei was sitting cross-legged, and all the wounds on his body had healed.
The corner of Long Fei's mouth curled into a cold smile, "Pan Sheng, is that all you have? Didn't you eat breakfast this morning? You're too weak. "
Very arrogant.
Very savage.
Long Fei stared at Pan Sheng with a look of disdain. He hooked his finger and said: "Come on, come on, come and hit me."
The fusion of a Grade 5 Immortal Root required time.
Long Fei found the fastest way to fuse it, using external force.
Pan Sheng's palm just now allowed him to instantly fuse the first layer, and also instantly level up.
Every Immortal Root had its own characteristics. Could it be that this Blue Spirit Grass's characteristic was to be abused?
Pan Sheng was furious.
"Ahh …"
With a furious roar, the power of the Primal Immortal Realm erupted once again, "Pangu Splitting the Heavens!"
"Weng!"
An extremely strong power erupted from his body. Thunder rumbled in the sky, as if it was about to split open. The power was too ferocious.
Moreover!
This time, Pan Sheng did not choose to continue attacking Long Fei's chest, but the top of his head!
"I want to see if you'll die this time!"
Descending from the sky, a palm smashed down.
Fatty Chen's heart tightened again, "Boss!"
Discussions broke out in the Martial Arts Practice Grounds.
"This time, Long Fei is dead for sure."
"He must have been pretending just now. Now, continue pretending."
"Hahaha … Let's see if he dies this time."
"Directly explode his head!"
… ….
The eight Great Immortal Palace Elders also revealed satisfied smiles. Pan Sheng's palm would definitely kill Long Fei, and he couldn't block it at all.
Nineteen's brows tightened, and she began to worry.
Because …
Primacron told him to protect Long Fei from death.
However …
At this time, his heart wavered, because right now, he had the highest qualifications in Shendi College, the position of Principal … Nineteen's heart sank, and she thought to herself: "Anything can happen in a martial arts competition, not to mention … Pan Sheng's cultivation is above mine, I can't stop him at all."
"Long Fei, go and die."
"Rumble …"
A palm strike came down.
Long Fei felt as if his head was about to split open.
However …
At this moment. The system beeped again.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to player 'Long Fei' for levelling up. Current level: 'Blood Immortal Grade 2'!"
Another level up!
The Blue Spirit Grass Immortal Root had fused with the second level!
Long Fei laughed coldly, and said: "Pan Sheng, you weak chicken, can't you be a little more fierce? Your strength isn't even enough to tickle me, hurry up, hurry up and hit me."
The entire arena was stupefied.
Pan Sheng was so angry that smoke was coming out of his head. He had completely gone berserk.
Two consecutive heavy strikes, but they did not cause the slightest bit of damage to Long Fei. His heart was in a complete mess, and he even began to doubt his life.
He could clearly be killed in an instant.
Why didn't he die?
Why wasn't he injured?
Putting aside all these, how could Long Fei break through consecutively under his two heavy blows?
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