Have a taste of the great sword.
"It's my turn!"
Long Fei's eyes turned sinister, his body moved, and he rushed forward.
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The power of the ninth stage of the Blood Immortal exploded in Long Fei's body.
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"Seventh level peerless techinique, open!"
A hundred and twenty-eight times the attribute power burst forth. Long Fei walked as fast as he could, and suddenly leaped, "Heaven-dominating Strike!"
"Rumble!"
His body exploded like a cannonball.
Pan Sheng, who was on the verge of collapse from being played by Long Fei, did not even have time to react. He did not expect Long Fei to counterattack.
His body was sent flying.
When the dragon salyer fell, Long Fei activated the bloodline power that the dragon salyer had absorbed. At the same time, the second level of the Killing Dao Heart in his mind, 'Blood Fury', was activated, "dragon slayer!"
"A thousand slashes!"
The dragon salyer danced wildly in the air, and the power of the Killing Dao of Blood Fury surged into it.
The power of each slash was infinitely powerful.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh … *
A series of bright red damage numbers floated above Pan Sheng's head.
"— 12931"
"— 23102"
… ….
"He's fighting back!"
"The boss is fighting back!" Fatty Chen became excited. Looking at Long Fei who was dancing wildly in the air, he became extremely excited.
The people on the martial-arts arena were also shocked.
"He's finally retaliated!"
"So what if he fights back?" Even if he is currently at the ninth stage of the Blood Immortal Realm, he is still not a match for Young Master Pan. He is an expert of the Primordial Immortal Realm, no matter how strong the Blood Immortal Realm is, they are still not a match for him. "
"That's right!"
"Long Fei will definitely be beaten into a dead dog by Young Master Pan."
… ….
So what if his cultivation became stronger?
The difference in levels was still huge, and he was still not a match for him.
Nineteen saw that Pan Sheng's fighting spirit was fading. He had attacked nine times in a row, causing Long Fei to break through nine times in a row. His heart could not bear this reality. "This won't do."
Nineteen shouted, "Pan Sheng, Long Fei just fused with a Fifth-Grade Immortal Root. Right now, he doesn't have a Sixth-Grade Immortal Root. If you make a move now, he definitely won't be able to break through. Release all the energy in your body."
He had to reignite Pan Sheng's fighting spirit.
The eight Immortal Palace elders also slightly shouted, "Nineteenth Principal is correct, he already cannot break through any further. Now, release your power as much as you want."
"Boom!"
Hearing these words, Pan Sheng's heart instantly sank.
"Ah …"
Pan Sheng roared, and said: "Long Fei, you ant, go and die."
The power of a Virtual Immortal erupted.
The powerful aura formed a shockwave that sent Long Fei flying.
"Hu hu hu …"
Pan Sheng's aura began to burn crazily. He stared at Long Fei, and the killing intent in his eyes became even more intense. With a contemptuous expression, he smiled and said, "So what if you're a Ninth Grade Blood Immortal?"
"In my eyes, you are still a piece of trash."
It burned anew.
Pan Sheng was a super genius.
Nineteen's words instantly woke him up.
Long Fei could not break through again!
If that was the case, then he would crush Long Fei.
Nineteen laughed coldly, "Pan Sheng's fighting spirit has recovered. Long Fei has no chance of winning."
The eight Immortal Palace elders also laughed complacently, "The First Demon Slayer is not that easy to defeat. Otherwise, he would not have become the First Demon Slayer."
Yan Huang Ancestor reminded, "Brat, you have to be careful. You can no longer break through. The brat's power has become different. The Pangu Immortal Root and Pangu bloodline in his body have been cultivated to an extremely high level. The power he can erupt with is stronger than before, and he can kill you instantly."
Long Fei did not care, but asked, "Ancestor, the bloodline you refined for me lacks Pangu's bloodline?"
Yan Huang Ancestor was stunned, and said, "It is lacking."
"Hehe …"
"Then it's fine!"
"Pangu's bloodline is definitely mine." The corner of Long Fei's mouth hooked up slightly. Looking at the amount of blood above Pan Sheng's head, he said with a smile, "Pan Sheng, do you want to have a taste of great health care?"
"Eh!"
"It's a great treasure sword!"
Pan Sheng put away the Pangu Heaven Splitting Axe and replaced it with the Pangu Heaven Splitting Sword. A shadow condensed on his body, an incomparably huge shadow, just like the shadow of the legendary Pangu God. He stared at Long Fei.
The shadow also stared at Long Fei.
That feeling …
It was like being stared at by the god of death. It was very uncomfortable!
"Pangu shadow!"
"The ninth level of Pangu's bloodline?"
"Good boy, he really cultivated it!"
The eight Immortal Palace elders were incomparably shocked.
Pangu's bloodline, the most ancient bloodline in the Sky Martial Continent. It contained the power of the Pangu God, and was incomparably powerful. In this half a year of training in the Outer Heaven Palace, Pan Sheng's bloodline power constantly increased, reaching the terrifying ninth level.
At this moment.
Inside the Heavenly Palace.
Primacron's expression also changed slightly, "Pangu shadow?"
The elders on the Immortal Palace were the same as the eight elders, all of them had a face of shock.
"As expected of the number one Demon Slayer, this kind of talent is an existence that no one can compare to."
"Long Fei will die without a doubt!"
"Long Fei doesn't have any bloodline power in his body, so he can't resist at all. Moreover, facing the shadow of Pangu, he will be directly crushed."
… ….
Primacron's gaze tightened.
Long Fei was too arrogant. He did want to teach him a lesson, but he didn't want Long Fei to die, and his master wouldn't agree. Immediately, his idea sank, and he sent a sound transmission to the nineteen headmasters, saying: "Stop Pan Sheng for me!"
"Long Fei can't die yet!"
Nineteen acted as if she didn't hear it.
Primacron frowned, and bellowed, "Nineteen, do you dare to disobey my orders?"
Nineteen's body trembled slightly, and said: "Master Primacron, you are very clear about my cultivation level. I am not even Pan Sheng's opponent, how can I stop him?"
It was also at this critical moment.
Pan Sheng took a step forward. "Rumble …"
It was as if the heavens and earth were collapsing!
"Rumble!"
The arena turned into ruins.
The entire martial-arts arena was trembling. The entire Shendi College and the entire Mountain of God Emperor were trembling non-stop. The world was dark, as if an ancient god had walked out from the darkness. The power of Pangu's shadow was simply too strong.
It was as powerful as invincible!
"Damn!"
"Pangu's bloodline is really amazing?"
Long Fei didn't have any fear in his heart, he was only excited!
Incomparable excitement!
"Explode him!"
Then.
Long Fei also took a step forward, his expression incomparably excited. Looking at the distance of the great treasure sword's release, it got closer and closer, meter by meter. Suddenly, Long Fei stopped.
It was also at this time.
Pan Sheng also stopped. The Pangu shadow on his body moved, picking up the Pangu Heaven Splitting Axe and soaring into the clouds, he chopped down towards Long Fei's head, "Go to hell!"
The corner of Long Fei's mouth drew back, he did not dodge, and roared out in his heart, "Justice of Demacia!"
"Great treasure sword!"
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