3730: C3730 I'll Torture You like a Dog

C3730 I'll Torture You like a Dog

3730. Beat you like a dog.

The Defensive Power unleashed by the Fourth Grade Dragon Body did not waver in the slightest.

At this moment.

White Hair Ancestor was stunned.

He was completely stunned.

He looked at Loong Fei, who was underneath him, and shook his head. His body was trembling as he said, "No, no, it's impossible."

"It's impossible."

"Impossible!"

He did not believe it at all.

But reality was reality. The power of his Monarch Sword couldn't break Loong Fei's defense.

He was a Sword Monarch Stage.

Peak Level expert from the Mortal World.

He couldn't even break the defense of a Sword Immortal Stage disciple?

This...

He began to doubt his own strength.

Am I really a Sword Monarch Stage?

Was his opponent really a Sword Immortal Stage?

White Hair Ancestor looked at Loong Fei in shock. His eyes were filled with astonishment, as if he was looking at a monster.

At this moment.

The corner of Loong Fei's mouth raised slightly, revealing a cold smile. He said, "You are finished. Now it's my turn, isn't it?"

"Eh?"

White Hair Ancestor was stunned. He did not understand what Loong Fei meant. He repeated, "It is your turn?"

"Your turn what?"

In his mind, Loong Fei only knew how to defend.

As for attacking?

How strong was a Sword Immortal Stage disciple?

Instantly.

White Hair Ancestor said, "Kid, do you have some kind of divine ability, Magic Treasure that can protect your body?"

"Yes!"

" You must have some kind of Divine Artifact that protects your body from the High God Space. "

"This is the only explanation that my Sword of Emperor can't hurt you."

"As for your strength, what kind of strength does a Sword Immortal Stage disciple like you have? Your strength can hurt me?" White Hair Ancestor didn't believe that Loong Fei had any other powerful attacks. He thought that Loong Fei could only defend himself.

"Can't hurt you?"

"Watch how I torture this dog!" Loong Fei's eyes tightened. The strength of the Fourth Grade Eternal Dragon Body was released once again. He clenched his fists and shook his right leg.

"Bang!"

He jumped up from the ground.

He flew into the air and hovered above White Hair Ancestor's body.

White Hair Ancestor's pupils tightened, and the Robe on his body exploded. The energy of a Sword Monarch Stage was unleashed, instantly forming a powerful energy shield.

The energy could be seen with the naked eye.

It was like a magic shield, and it covered his body with a thick layer of energy.

This was his strongest defense.

"Kid, come on!" White Hair Ancestor roared. His attack couldn't harm Loong Fei. He wanted to let Loong Fei know that Loong Fei's attack couldn't harm him at all!

He let out a furious roar.

However.

Loong Fei didn't even look at him.

He moved.

One punch!

"Bang!"

The punch landed on White Hair Ancestor's shield.

"Kacha!"

"Hualala!!"

The shield shattered like an eggshell and fell down piece by piece, turning into nothingness.

White Hair Ancestor's body sank slightly.

Before Loong Fei launched his punch, he was 100% confident that Loong Fei would not be able to hurt him, but with just this punch, Loong Fei had broken through his defense.

Not only that, his mind was also shaken.

"Argh!" He roared once more, wanting to reform the broken shield.

However...

Loong Fei didn't give him a chance.

He broke the shield with a punch.

The second punch followed.

One punch landed on White Hair Ancestor's chest.

"Bang!"

"Puhwark!!"

His body caved in, and blood gushed out from his mouth.

His body fell down like a kite with a broken string. White Hair Ancestor's expression changed and became extremely ugly.

His heart was twisted.

How could this be?

I can't break through my defense, but he can easily hurt me.

How could this be? ...

He couldn't understand what was happening. The disciples on the Sword Spirit, Elder, were all like idiots. They stood rooted to the ground, their mouths so wide that they could fit duck eggs in.

They were dumbfounded.

He was completely dumbfounded by Loong Fei.

Sword Spirit King was the most serious of them all.

He kept saying in his heart, "Illusion, illusion, this is an illusion. It's impossible for Loong Fei to be a match for master. This is an illusion, this isn't real!"

He couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

He thought that no matter how strong Loong Fei was, he wouldn't be a match for the Sword Monarch Stage's old ancestor.

But now?

It was a complete suppression.

Just like last night.

Both his attack and defense were completely crushed by Loong Fei. There was no room for him to counterattack.

What was going on with this world?

Could it be that Sword Monarch Stage was stronger?

His mind was in a mess.

After injuring White Hair Ancestor with a single punch, Loong Fei didn't stop there. His body fell to the ground, and before White Hair Ancestor could fall to the ground, he turned his leg into a whip and sent a heavy kick at him.

"Bang!"

"Crash!"

The air seemed as if it was about to be sucked dry, and a wave of ear piercing sounds exploded out.

White Hair Ancestor's body caved in like a shrimp, and he spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood continuously. His entire body was also falling at a rapid speed.

"Rumble!"

He landed in the middle of the square outside the Sword Spirit Great Hall.

A deep crater was created.

The crater was filled with cracks.

White Hair Ancestor was lying in the center of the pit. His entire body was covered in blood. His eyes were staring blankly at the sky. When he saw Loong Fei falling down, his body trembled. "Don't, don't, don't kill me."

He was afraid.

He was completely afraid.

He didn't even have the slightest bit of temper right now.

Loong Fei landed on the ground and looked coldly at White Hair Ancestor, "I have given you a chance. You always think that you are awesome."

"So what if you're a Sword Monarch Stage?"

"You can act cool in front of me just because you're a Sword Monarch Stage?"

"Ah?"

The crowd was stunned. "I'm going to torture you like a dog. Do you understand?"

White Hair Ancestor did not dare to refute.

It was just like what Loong Fei had said. Loong Fei torturing him was like torturing a dog. He really didn't have any room to resist.

He wasn't a match for him at all.

It was as if he was a three-year-old child who had been taught a lesson by an adult strong man.

White Hair Ancestor was subdued by Loong Fei, and he didn't dare say anything.

Because.

The more powerful one was, the more they understood the importance of life.

He was afraid that Loong Fei would give him another punch. If that happened, he would really be dead.

However.

He didn't dare to speak, but Sword Spirit King was incomparably angry. He said with a heavy tone, "Loong Fei, how dare you attack the old ancestor of Sword Spirit Mountain?"

"You want to kill the old ancestor?"

"You are really bold."

Loong Fei looked up at Sword Spirit King and said, "Initially, I wanted to apologize. After all, I hurt you badly last night."

"But!"

"He realized that the lesson I taught you last night was not enough. "

Sword Spirit King's forehead tightened, and the scar was opened by Loong Fei.

The surrounding Elder also started to discuss in low voices.

Sword Spirit King became even angrier, and he said, "Brat, you have injured the old ancestor. You won't be able to stay in the Ancient Lie Sect any longer."

Loong Fei smiled and said." Oh?"

"Whether I can stay or not is not up to you, right?"1

" What? "

" Do you still want to fight me? "

"Fine, fine. Since that's the case, I'll make it clear. There's one person in Sword Spirit Mountain who can fight me one by one. It doesn't matter whether it's a one-on-one or a group fight. I, Loong Fei, will take it on alone."

"Come on!"

Loong Fei's anger also rose.

If that was the case, he would choose the Sword Spirit Mountain!

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