1880: C1880 Persuade orc

C1880 Persuade orc

Under the effect of Teleportation, Long Bufan suddenly appeared in front of Lao Sa. Although Long Bufan's Four-Winged Dragon Blood Demon General had a battle form and was over two meters tall and strong, but he was standing in front of Lao Sa who was nearly five meters tall with all his muscles bulging. Long Bufan was like a child, there was a huge difference in vision.1

In regards to this, Long Bufan's expression did not appear unnatural in the slightest. In the world of the Martial Cultivator, the height of one's body was short and fat, making it impossible to measure the difference in strength between the two parties.

Long Bufan's eyes narrowed as he stared at the other party. After taking another deep breath of the smoke, he said. "Even though I had said before that I wanted to join hands with your orc, it's not a begging or fear battle."

Lao Sa glanced at Long Bufan with his scarlet eyes, but soon after, he sneered, and angrily snorted with disdain: "You humans are indeed a group of hypocritical fellows. If you weren't afraid of going to war with our orc, why would you set a trap for me to be held hostage by you?"

This time, Long Bufan did not say anything, but anyone could see that his slightly narrowed eyes were faintly emitting a cold light, as if he was releasing a killing intent that would make others shiver in fear.

"Whew ~"

Following that, Long Bufan opened his mouth and spat out an 'O' -shaped circle from his mouth. The circle slowly spread into the air and floated towards Lao Sa.

However, just as the smoke ring was about to reach Lao Sa's ferocious green face, the muscles on his arm suddenly expanded without any warning. Furthermore, it was extremely fast, in the blink of an eye, it had grown many times bigger, to a degree that it was not any weaker than Beastman Warriors's arm.

Woosh!

In the next moment, Long Bufan's palm, which was covered with black scales and looked like a mini version of the dragon's claw, suddenly shot out like lightning, like a black light that pierced through the void, it pierced through the center of the circle, the powerful spirit energy surged, causing the smoke circle to instantly dissipate.

Under his strengthened arms, Lao Sa's thick neck was completely grasped by Long Bufan's hands. His five sharp fingers were like steel, and with just a bit of effort, he could easily crush Lao Sa's throat.

"Ugh ?"

Lao Sa's pupils immediately contracted. His heart had received the threat from Wu Moying behind him, and at this moment, his neck was also being grabbed by Long Bufan. Under the threat of being pressured to the point that he could take's life at any time, his inner heart's tenacity finally filled with panic.

Long Bufan's eyes flickered with a death god's ominous glint, and said with a cold voice: "Killing you is as easy as turning my hand. However, this kind of ending is of no benefit to both of us, and on the contrary, the other forces would send us to the plane of departure. I believe that you are not an idiot."

After he finished speaking, Long Bufan withdrew his palm and continued speaking: "According to the legends, the Martial Saint's Treasure s need to gather all four animal print s in order to be able to open the seal, and the other three animal print s, do you know which power they have already landed in?"

Lao Sa looked at Long Bufan with suspicion and he couldn't figure out what kind of trick this half-human, half-demon, and half-demon was going to play. He muttered to himself for a while, then let out an angry snort, and replied: "Of course I know, separately falling into the hands of the Demon race, dead race, and robotic race, these three forces from the higher planes."

Long Bufan laughed coldly, and asked: "Then, even if this Azure Dragon Seal fell into the hands of your orc, after fighting us with your remaining strength, do you think you could contend against any one of the three races' powers?"

Hearing that, Lao Sa's face looked startled, he was quiet for a moment, then shook his head: "Even if they were to conserve their current strength, I am afraid they would not be able to defeat them."

"That's right!"

Long Bufan solemnly nodded, and then continued to use this topic to slowly lead the way: "Us humans are also no match for the three high plane forces, even if we reach the seal of the Martial Saint's Treasure, it is extremely possible that they will eliminate us and snatch the Azure Dragon Seal away!"

As he spoke till here, Long Bufan's tone paused. His dark golden eyes stared at Lao Sa as he slowly asked: "So, what do you think we should do in order to have enough strength to compete with them for the Martial Saint's Treasure's resources?"

Hearing these words, those scarlet eyes of Lao Sa that were originally filled with ruthlessness, anger, and a trace of fear, suddenly calmed down gradually.

After a while, he stared at Long Bufan, and a rough voice came out from his big mouth that had tusks: "Join forces!"

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