Chapter 3773 (1/2)
“I’ll let you know what rules are!”
Long Fei was furious.
He raised his right leg and kicked song xianhu’s face ruthlessly.
“Bang, bang, bang …” “Bang …”
When others used their hands to slap the face, he would use his feet to slap the face.
Kicking song xianhu’s face, with just a few kicks, he was drenched in blood.
“Rules?”
“Rules?”
“Motherf * cker!”
Long Fei was furious.
What he hated the most was someone else threatening him, and that person was also threatening him. This made him unable to endure it.
The Level Six Ancient Dragon Body flipped once again!
It could even be said that he killed song xianhu instantly.
song xianhu also knew that Long Fei wasn’t simple, but he never dreamed that Long Fei was strong to such an extent.
The nearby junior apprentice-brother was stupefied by what he saw.
Both of his eyes were staring at Long Fei who was trapped in the deep pit in a daze, what the hell was going on?
“Do you know what rules are?”
“Whoever has the toughest fist will be the rule!”
As he spoke, Long Fei’s right leg shook, and immediately sent song xianhu’s body flying, flying into the air.
There was only a tiny bit of blood left on the top of his head.
He fainted on the spot, motionless.
To Long Fei.
song xianhu was not a BOSS.
It couldn’t even be considered an Elite.
Long Fei was not interested in killing him.
However …
song xianhu did not need to kill him, he was already crippled.
Long Fei slowly walked out of the pit, his eyes staring coldly at the junior brother, he said indifferently: “Are you still telling me your rules?”
That Junior Brother subconsciously shook his head as his Adam’s apple rolled.
He didn’t even dare to speak.
Was this King Swordsman Level 9 powerful to this extent?
Not a human at all.
Long Fei growled, “Scram!”
He supported the dying song xianhu and escaped frantically, afraid that Long Fei would regret changing his mind.
Long Fei retracted his aura, looked at Baili Tianhai, and said: “Returning to one of Heaven’s Courtyard.”
Without any hesitation, they quickly left.
… ….
“Dragon Roar.”
“Holy Dragon Emperor’s Phantom Shadow?”
“A descendant of the dragon clan and also a practitioner of the dragon clan?”
“Interesting.”
In the darkness.
A man looked at Long Fei’s disappearing back, the corner of his mouth slightly curled up as he muttered to himself: “If he’s a descendant of the dragon race, then we’re going to have a huge profit.”
“Buy one for free.”
“Heh heh …”
The man’s voice sounded and he gently waved his black robe.
On the black robe was the symbol of the Dark Temple.
Dark Apostle!
In the darkness, he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
… ….
In another place.
“You mean Dragon Roar?”
“And the body of the dragon?”
In Dark God Tribe, when Xuan Ming abyss heard the two words “Dragon’s Roar, Dragon’s Body”, his eyes instantly shone with a sharp light, as he became extremely excited.
The waiter reported, “Your subordinate saw it with his own eyes.”
“Long Fei defeated Sword Sky Sect’s song xianhu with a single move. song xianhu doesn’t have any power to resist him at all, the invisible sword world he is so proud of is useless before Long Fei, it disintegrated instantly. I’m afraid he is crippled now.”
Xuan Ming abyss became even more excited. “No matter what, the dragon race is an ancient clan. How can the strength in their bodies be comparable to that of these mortals?”
“However!”
“song xianhu’s cultivation is not bad, if he was killed just like that, it means that the power of the dragon body in his body has been cultivated to a certain realm.”
“People of the dragon clan?”
“Dragon clan…”
“Reincarnated?”