Chapter 41
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"Ka, ka, ka …"
The powerful impact caused intense friction between the blade of the sword and the palms that were covered with dragon scales. Long Bufei's body began to show signs of retreating. With a roar, he fiercely stepped forward with his right foot. This heavy step caused the floor under his feet to instantly crack, but it also stabilized his body.
A black and violent aura surrounded his body. His blood-red eyes revealed a bloodthirsty light. At this moment, Long Bufan was like a demon in front of everyone's frightened eyes!
"A berserker can't have such an evil aura. Also, the strange scales on his arm. This is definitely not a berserk state!"
Yang Feng was surprised. This abnormal physique that could instantly increase his strength to the late stage of the Earth Yuan Realm made him feel a huge threat. If Long Bufan continued to grow, it would be hard to imagine what would happen in the future.
Thinking of this, the killing intent in Yang Feng's heart grew even stronger. His figure leaped, leaving behind afterimages, and in the blink of an eye, he flashed in front of Long Bufan. His steel-like fist carried a whistling sound as it fiercely smashed toward Long Bufan's head.
"Oh no!" Long Bufan thought to himself. But at this moment, his hands were blocking the flying sword. He could not free his hands at all. He immediately used his spiritual sense to mobilize the array runes around the Beast Original Spirit.
Boom —
In an instant, the gravity array covered a radius of more than ten meters. The outer sect disciples felt their bodies sink. It was as if their strength was confined. It was difficult to even move.
Long Bufan himself was in the eye of the array. Yang Feng was the closest to him, so he had to bear the strongest gravitational force. His body sank. Under the pressure of the law of gravity, his fist was not only weakened by 30%, but the direction of his attack was also forcefully pulled back eight inches and smashed into his shoulder.
Although he avoided the vital parts, his right shoulder was hit with a shocking force. Long Bufan felt like a kite with a broken string as he was sent flying.
"Bang!"
With a loud thud, the door at the back was smashed into smithereens. Wood splinters flew everywhere. The few girls present screamed in fright. Such a commotion immediately attracted the attention of the other people in the Black Tortoise Hall.
However, even after receiving such a heavy blow, Long Bufan still managed to stand up from the debris. Other than a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, he looked fine on the surface.
Due to transforming into a beast warrior, not only did his strength soar, but his resistance to attacks had also increased by quite a bit.
"Runemaster? How is that possible?! "
Yang Feng's eyes darkened, and his heart filled with bewilderment. First, it was concealed weapons. Then, it was body transformation. And now, it was a gravitational spell formation. How could a lowly servant of the Ovens have so many trump cards up his sleeve? It was hard to believe. As he looked at Long Bufan, the look in his eyes grew even more mysterious.
"For a lowly servant to have so many trump cards, he must have obtained some mysterious treasure by chance. That must be it! If I defeat him, his destiny will be mine! " Yang Feng thought for a moment and his eyes revealed a greedy light. With a slight thought, the long sword flew back to him and suspended in front of him. The cold sword emitted bursts of cold light.
"You're bullying me because I don't know martial arts, right? Even if I die, I'll drag you down with me!"
Long Bufan's gaze was cold and resolute. He no longer suppressed the berserk and bloodthirsty aura in his body. He completely released it, and the black vortex around his body began to spin wildly.
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