3732: C3732 Slap Him

C3732 Slap Him

3732. Slap.

A powerful attack?!

A powerful sword intent?

A huge Divine Sword?

Loong Fei didn't even look at it, he just stood there and let you slash him.

He had said it before.

In the entire Ancient Lie Sect, he could count on anyone who could harm a hair of his.

So what if he was an ancestor?

He still didn't put him in his eyes.

Loong Fei furiously slashed down, but he didn't even move his body.

A frown appeared on his forehead.

The blue sword shattered.

It fell to the ground.

The blue-haired old ancestor was stunned.

His strength was much stronger than White Hair Ancestor's, but he still couldn't break Loong Fei's defense?

This...

It's unimaginable.

Sword Spirit King's eyes tightened and he shouted fiercely, "F * ck!"

He thought that this move could split Loong Fei in half, but Loong Fei was still standing there unharmed, shattering the sword intent of the blue-haired old ancestor.

The crowd was in an uproar.

They looked at Loong Fei in a daze.

The blue-haired old ancestor stared at Loong Fei and said, "Who are you?"

He didn't believe that a disciple could possess such a powerful Defensive Power.

It was impossible.

The corner of Loong Fei's mouth curled up. He smiled faintly and said, "I am your father!"

The blue-haired old ancestor's pupils constricted, and he roared furiously, "You're courting death!"

He was incomparably furious.

The power in his body shot out like ten thousand rockets, rising to the peak.

But!

Before the blue-haired old ancestor's power could launch another attack, Loong Fei raised his right hand and slapped the blue-haired old ancestor's face.

Sword Monarch Stage.

Whether it was attack or defense, they were formed in an instant. It was like the subconscious reaction of the brain.

Loong Fei slapped down.

The blue-haired old ancestor's defense was also instantly released, forming a huge blue Qi Shield.

The thickness of the Qi Shield was ten meters.

This kind of defense.

It's unbreakable.

The blue-haired old ancestor also smiled proudly, "Little bastard, just your attack?"

"Hualala!"

Before he could finish his words, the defensive Qi Shield he released shattered.

The moment it touched Loong Fei's palm, it completely shattered.

Loong Fei's palm, which was as big as a plate, slapped down fiercely and accurately on the blue-haired old ancestor's face.

"Pa!"

It was extremely loud and clear.

The blue-haired old ancestor's eyes tightened as his body fell to the ground.

"Bang!"

His head heavily smashed onto the ground.

He did not move.

He slapped the ground.

He couldn't even move.

"Pah!"

"Old Ancestor?!"

"Sh * t!"

Loong Fei looked at the purple-haired old ancestor with disdain and said with a cold smile, "Next!"

His voice sounded like the grim reaper of hell.

It sounded like the grim reaper was harvesting the undead.

The blue-haired old ancestor, who had cultivated for more than 9000 years, was slapped to the ground just like that?

How abnormal was this?

Was this still human?

Was this really a Sword Immortal Stage?

Was the old ancestor's Sword Monarch Stage a fake?

What was going on?

All of their heads were short-circuited, and they were completely dumbfounded.

Sword Spirit King's heart was hanging in his throat, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

White Hair Ancestor even made two moves.

But...

The blue-haired old ancestor was slapped to the ground, and no one knew whether he was dead or alive. How terrifying was this Loong Fei?

What kind of realm was he at?

His gaze slowly shifted to the purple-haired old ancestor.

He was a ten-thousand-year-old monster.

The Sword Spirit Mountain was created by him.

An expert who could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Sect Master.

However.

At this moment, even the purple-haired old ancestor was no match for Sword Spirit King.

Because...

He watched his disciple being slapped away, but he didn't move.

Indeed.

The purple-haired old ancestor was stunned.

He had never been so shocked before.

It was so powerful that he couldn't even speak.

He stood still and looked at Loong Fei. When his eyes met Loong Fei's, his heart tightened and his body couldn't help but tremble.

At this moment.

A huge dragon head was floating in his mind.

In front of the dragon's head, he was as tiny as an ant, unable to move.

The dragon head could devour him at any time.

This feeling was not caused by the Pressure, but the difference in strength.

The purple-haired old ancestor's heart trembled.

Loong Fei said once again, "Who else?"

"Who else is unhappy?"

"Come on!" said ___.

Loong Fei became even more arrogant.

With the enhancement of the Dragon Body Strength, his disposition also changed slightly. He became even more violent, looking down on the world. Whoever was unhappy would be killed.

Everyone was silent, not daring to make a sound.

Furthermore, none of them dared to look directly into Loong Fei's eyes.

Loong Fei said faintly, "Just now, this old man said that there is a price to pay for being arrogant. What is the price? What is the price? Can I trouble you all to come out and let me know what the price of being arrogant is? "

Crush.

A suffocating pressure.

Sword Spirit King was roaring in his heart. He was also hoping that the purple-haired old ancestor would make a move. "Go, go, go, hit him!"

However.

The purple-haired old ancestor didn't attack. Instead, he said respectfully, "Sir, we were wrong."

He said softly.

He was convinced.

As soon as his voice faded, all the disciples were stunned. They immediately understood that even the purple-haired old ancestor was no match for Loong Fei.

Loong Fei's eyes swept across the area and looked at the floating Sword of Li, "Are you convinced?"

"If you are unwilling to accept it, feel free to come. I have already said that you can't fight one on one. You can gang up on me."

The purple-haired old ancestor took a deep breath.

All of his swords fell to the ground.

The Aura on his body was retracted, and he turned into an ordinary old man.

He had never given in like this in his life, and had never been so afraid. But now, he had no choice but to give in.

When he said 'Sir, we were wrong', he had used the power of his entire life.

Even when he met the experts of High God Space back then, he had never felt this way.

However.

He had to say.

Because of the difference.

Because he was no match for Loong Fei.

Loong Fei lost interest and said, "You're convinced just like that? I still want to gang up on him once. How boring."

Sword Spirit King was crying in his heart.

Loong Fei looked at his angry eyes and said, "Master of Sword Peak, you don't seem to be convinced."

"Eh?"

Sword Spirit King relaxed his eyes and quickly said, "I admit defeat."

Even the old ancestor was no match for him. So what if he was angry?0

Going up and looking for a beating?

However.

He hated Loong Fei in his heart.

This matter would definitely spread to the public. At that time, his Sword Spirit Mountain would become the laughing stock of Ancient Lie Sect.

When he thought of this...

Under his sleeves, he clenched his fists tightly.

"How boring!"

"How boring, really."

Loong Fei looked unhappy. He let out a long breath and said, "Since all of you are convinced, then forget it."

"Master of Sword Peak, I came here today to ask for someone from you."

Sword Spirit King's eyes slightly trembled as he said, "Dragon Peak Master, please speak."

Loong Fei said, "May I ask if there is a Senior Sister among your disciples called Liu Luoxi? I came today to ask for her."

"As expected!"

Sword Spirit King's heart tightened and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up. He said, "Liu Luoxi, she is indeed my disciple, but he is not in Sword Spirit Mountain now!"

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