2386: C2386 He Is No Match for You

C2386 He Is No Match for You

No match at all.

"If you don't leave now, you will die!"

Yi Rong cried out in a heart-wrenching voice.

Because.

She knew her master's personality very well.

Anyone who tried to stop the rise of the Nether Clan would not be spared.

He would kill them.

No matter who it was, no matter what it had to do with Yi Yourong, as long as it was in the way of her plan, she would make this person disappear from the world.

Loong Fei looked at Yi Yourong's heart-wrenching cry and her tears. Loong Fei's heart felt like it had been stabbed by hundreds of needles. It was very painful.

The pain of not being able to breathe.

Loong Fei said gently, "There is no one in this world who can force you to do things you don't want to do. As long as you nod your head, I will immediately take you away."

"Hmph!"

As soon as Loong Fei finished speaking, a cold snort came from the cave, "What a good sentence, 'I will take you away immediately'!"

In an instant.

"Buzz!"

A muffled sound rang out from within the cave. In the next second, a black robed figure holding a Buddhist dust in his hand, as well as a huge amount of Netherworld Aura, surged out like a tsunami.

One step landed in front of Loong Fei.

At the same time.

"Bang!"

The Netherworld Aura pounced over like a ferocious beast.

Loong Fei's body instantly flew out. The Netherworld Aura was like a nail, directly nailing Loong Fei's body onto the rock wall. His entire body was suspended in the air.

"This is the strength you used to bring her away?" The old woman stared at Loong Fei.

Too strong!

Loong Fei had never encountered such a powerful force before.

The Berserk God Energy Value's duration was still ongoing, but he did not have the time to react before he was bound.

He was shocked in his heart.

Loong Fei stared at the old woman and said, "You are Rong's master?"

Yi Rong also panicked. He hurriedly knelt down and said, "Master, I will listen to you. From now on, I will never see him again. I beg you to let him go."

"I swear to the heavens."

Yi Yourong's voice was trembling.

Because.

She knew that her master would really kill Loong Fei.

The old woman said coldly, "The best way to never meet again is to disappear from this world."

"Buzz!"

The Aura turned ferocious, and the Nether Force surged.

It directly condensed into a pitch-black spear.

The long spear flashed with a cold light.

It hovered in front of the old woman. As long as she exerted a little bit of force, the spear would pierce through Loong Fei's head.

Yi Yourong panicked when he saw the black spear. He said, "Master, I beg you, please let him go. I will do more. I swear to God, I will never see him again, I beg you."

Loong Fei clenched his fists, "Empyrean Sword, what's wrong with you today? Why don't you have any strength at all?"

Loong Fei was unhappy.

Very unhappy.

His own woman kneeling down to someone else, even if it was her master, Loong Fei was also very unhappy.

Loong Fei shouted, "Old Witch, if you have the guts, kill me now. If you can't kill me, I will kill you once in a day."

"You are courting death!"

The old woman's eyes glinted with a cold light.

"Weng!"

The binding force on Loong Fei's body suddenly tightened.

"Ah!"

Loong Fei couldn't help but let out a miserable cry. It was as if his entire body was being sucked in by a powerful pressure. His bones, vein, and blood vessels were all twitching and squeezing.

"Hehehehe!"

"Hehehehe!"

All the bones in his body were contracting, cracking, and exploding.

Loong Fei's body was also shrinking rapidly.

The old woman looked at Loong Fei's painful expression and said with a smile, "Trying to kill me with a Cultivation Level like you? What a joke, what a joke!"

"Rong, this is the man you like?"

"If you want talent, you don't have talent."

"If he doesn't have a bloodline, then he is miles away from the Crown Prince of Zhao Family. If I were you, I wouldn't choose him even if I chose him." The old woman said coldly.

Talent?

Bloodline?

It decided the fate of a person's Martial Cultivation.

It decided whether a person could reach the peak or not.

In the eyes of the old woman, Loong Fei had no future in the Martial Cultivation. Even if he had some quick luck, it was useless. The world of Martial Cultivation emphasized talent and bloodline.

Even if you had some strength in the Genuine Martial Continent, the Nether Clan was going to rise up and fight against the Heaven Race. How could you fight against a mortal body like this?

No matter how she looked at it, the old woman didn't like Loong Fei.

She didn't wait for Loong Fei to speak.

The old woman continued, "No matter how you look at it, Zhao Haitian's life root has been crippled, but the Zhao Family didn't cancel the engagement. I hope that you can enter the Zhao Family to cultivate your Emperor Qi. This way, your cultivation will be faster, and you will be able to exert the power of the Dark Phoenix even better."

Yi Rong shook his head and said, "Master, I won't go to the Zhao Family. The Zhao Family is a dog of the Heaven Race in the Genuine Martial Continent. Our Nether Clan and the Heaven Race are irreconcilable enemies. Even if I die, I won't go to the Zhao Family."

In fact.

What the old woman said was very obvious.

Her meaning was to let Yi Yourong continue to marry Zhao Haitian, whose life root had been crippled.

This...

What kind of bullshit master was this?

When Loong Fei heard this, his fury surged. He roared furiously and said, "Old Witch, why the fuck didn't you marry that old eunuch, Zhao Chongshan? If you want your disciple to marry a eunuch, are you worthy of being her master? There is a master like you in this world? "

Before his life, he crazily recovered Loong Fei's health points.

Loong Fei could barely bear it.

"How dare you!"

The old woman shouted, "It seems like the lesson I have taught you is not enough!"

"Buzz!"

The black spear moved.

"Swish!"

It pierced through Xiang Longfei's forehead.

Yi Rong's eyes tightened, and he immediately said, "I'll marry him!"

The spear was only half a centimeter away from Loong Fei's forehead. The cold Aura seemed to have entered his mind, and the temperature of Loong Fei's body was dropping.

The old woman withdrew her thoughts, and the black spear instantly disappeared, revealing a satisfied smile. She said, "Rong, Zhao Haitian has been crippled. He can't do anything to you. Furthermore, you have entered the Zhao Family to cultivate the imperial Qi of the Zhao Family. It will allow you to break through faster. As for the injury of the Boundless Burning Sword on your body, don't worry. Even if I can't cure it, I will help you cover it up. As long as it wasn't Zhao Chongshan who attacked, Zhao Wuji wouldn't be able to notice it."

Loong Fei looked at Yi Rong and said, "Rong, don't."

Yi Rong didn't look at Loong Fei and said, "Thank you, Master."

"Master."

" Can you let him go now? "

The old woman looked at Loong Fei coldly and said.

The Netherworld binding force on Loong Fei's body disappeared, and he fell down from the sky.1

At this moment.

Loong Fei gripped the Empyrean Sword tightly and rushed towards the old woman. He roared in his heart, "Empyrean Sword, I need strength, I need strength!"

He didn't wait for Loong Fei to approach.

The old woman rolled up her sleeves and sent Loong Fei flying.

"Bang!"

Loong Fei crashed into the rock wall and spurted out a mouthful of blood. He once again rushed out. "Heaven Flying Immortal!"

"Swoosh!"

With a movement of his long sword, he leapt into the air.

But!

Before Loong Fei could land, "Boom!"

Bang!

"Seal, Profound Meaning!"

"Swoosh!"

Loong Fei's figure vanished and locked onto the old woman.

However.

Before Loong Fei could unleash his attack, he was sent flying away by the powerful Nether Force on the old woman's body and crashed into the rock wall once more.

"Puff!"

Another mouthful of blood was spat out.

"Hmph!"

"Trash will always be trash. This is the only thing you can do in your life, understand?" The old woman sneered in disdain.

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