Chapter 452
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Facing Cao Peng who was slashing at him with his blade, Long Bufan, who had already transformed into a Blood Demon Soldier in mid-air, only punched out. Dragon Scale Dark Fist!
Using his bare fist against a medium-grade Earth-step treasure saber!
Seeing this scene, Cao Peng's face revealed a sinister smile. He could almost foresee the fate of Long Bufan's fist being split apart.
In the next moment, Long Bufan's fist had already smashed into the saber tip. This Earth-step treasure saber was thick and heavy, weighing several hundred pounds. However, after Long Bufan's fist smashed into it, an unbelievable scene occurred.
"Bang!"
With a loud explosion, under the vibration of thousands of origin energies, the saber with a long handle was directly covered in cracks and exploded, turning into countless iron fragments that scattered in all directions!
Long Bufan's dragonscale fist, after smashing apart the saber, didn't weaken in the slightest. It solidly smashed into Cao Peng's chest!
"Bang!"
A dull sound rang out once more. The dragon's ferocious fist directly pierced through the muscles of Cao Peng's chest, piercing through his ribs and piercing into his internal organs!
His muscles exploded and his ribs caved in!
Cao Peng's blue face was completely distorted. Between his two hands, the broken saber hilt was still in his palm. His eyes were filled with disbelief. Everything that had happened in front of him, a fist had shattered a low-grade Earth-step treasure …
Was this still the strength of a human?!
At this time, the dozen or so disciples of the Demon Origin Sect had already surrounded him with sharp weapons in their hands. Long Bufan immediately sank his spiritual sense and fished out a hundred low-level talisman armor soldiers from his storage bag.
Because Hei Ming had suffered heavy injuries in the fierce battle with the Thunder Flood Dragon, Long Bufan wasn't willing to summon him out to risk his life. Moreover, to deal with these small fries, the low-grade Symbol Armor Soldiers were enough.
In an instant, dazzling black light surged in midair, and dense groups of low level talisman armor soldiers flew out like locusts!
Among them, three of the Rune Armor Soldiers were equipped with three AK-47s by Long Bufan. As soon as they appeared, they madly fired. The bullets inscribed with fire attribute explosive runes caused the dozen or so Devil Master Sect disciples to scream miserably.
The situation of using numbers to bully one person suddenly had a huge reversal!
"Drip! Patter! "
A fist pierced into Cao Peng's chest. Blood dripped down along Long Bufan's elbow. In this chaotic scene, it was exceptionally loud.
The corner of Cao Peng's mouth twitched and his face contorted in pain. He could feel Long Bufan's hand pass through his lungs and grab his beating heart!
He panted slightly and suddenly reached out a big hand to grab Long Bufan's shoulder. His eyes trembled as he looked at the young man in front of him. The expression on his face changed from fear to horror, and then from horror to as if he had seen a demon …
Then, he saw Cao Peng beg with a face full of horror, "Don't kill me, I was wrong … I beg you … I will return that Purple Crystal Fruit to you, and I will also give you my storage bag. I still have other hidden wealth. If you kill me, you won't get anything … "
At this moment, Cao Peng, who was about to face death, felt true fear. His voice trembled, and as he spoke, blood kept seeping out from the corner of his mouth.
Recalling this person's ugly and arrogant face, Long Bufan looked at him ruthlessly and said coldly, "Remember, in your next life, don't be too greedy."
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