War Emperor's level three dragon flying can kill instantly.

But.

What is the level of Situ Feng's cultivation?

He has absolutely no idea.

Listening to what Situ Feng said, Long Fei's heart became even more heavy.

Hong Tianjue defeated Situ Feng with one move.

How strong is Hong Tianjue?

Did he exert one percent of his power in Huo Li City last time?

Long Fei thought that his hard training in the past few months had at least brought him a big step closer to Hong Tianjue, but... thinking about it now, his hard work in the past few months was like a joke.

accurate!

Extremely unhappy.

If this continues for more than two years, how can I go to the Tianzong?

If you can't even defeat Situ Feng, how can you be Hong Tianjue's opponent?

"ah……"

Long Fei was furious, got up from the ground again, looked at Situ Feng in mid-air, and said, "You were defeated by Hong Tianjue's move, right?"

"Hong Tian can definitely do it."

"I, Long Fei, can do it just as well!"

"boom!"

Long Fei's body exploded again, his mind sank, and he shouted: "Enchanted!!"

"Buzz!"

His body changed, his hair was like blood, and the demonic energy in his body was released unbridled.

The expressions on the faces of the eight demon sects changed dramatically.

"Why is he also a demon?"

"And...he didn't become a demon by practicing magic skills, but the kind of demon he was born with."

"Have you noticed that his appearance is exactly the same as that in the portrait of the Demon Ancestor?"

"impossible!"

"There is absolutely no way he is the reincarnation of a demon."

"If it was the reincarnation of the demon, how could he be crushed like this by a mere Situ Feng? This is too embarrassing for the demon clan."

…

The Demon Sect disciples were whispering.

Situ Feng also smiled slightly and said: "Very good, very good, very good!"

"Finally possessed."

"That's enough!"

Situ Feng glanced at the sky and said calmly: "It's almost time!"

Immediately.

Situ Feng raised his eyebrows and directly controlled the soul-locking clothes on Long Fei's body. He sneered: "Hand over your soul and let the Ancient Demon Box be truly opened."

"ah……"

The aura on Situ Feng exploded!

"boom!"

A force of thought affected the soul-locking clothes on Long Fei's body.

Also at this moment.

Long Fei roared within his body, "Level 3 Wushuang, open!!"

"boom!"

Eight times the attributes explode again.

Slaying the dragon with his right hand and the Heavenly Demon Crazy Sword in his left hand, with autumn water hanging from his mouth, his body sank, the demonic voice roared, and he roared gloomily: "Devil..."

"Mito stream!"

"Ghost Slayer!!"

The moment Situ Feng connected his soul-locking clothes with his mind, his body sank.

His face suddenly turned pale.

because.

The soul-locking clothes were manipulated by Long Fei. Anyone who triggered the power of the soul-locking clothes would be counterattacked. Situ Feng never dreamed of this.

"Whoosh!"

Long Fei's body moved.

The devil—the devil is slashed down!

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"—1289988"

"—3988772"

"—4877668"

Nearly 10 million damage values ​​floated from the top of Situ Feng's head, and at the same time, his blood tank appeared.

Thirty million points of blood!

The blood volume is frighteningly high.

but.

The stronger the HP, the more excited Long Fei becomes, because... this means that he is a higher-level boss, and the things he explodes will be sharper!

"puff……"

"puff……"

Situ Feng spurted blood continuously, his face was extremely pale, his pupils were bloodshot, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Impossible, impossible..."

"There is absolutely no way the Soul Locking Clothes can go wrong."

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

Long Fei knows this truth better than anyone else.

so.

Long Fei didn't have any explanation, he grabbed Situ Feng, his demonic energy surged into the sky, crushed him, and hit him with punch after punch, "You despise me?"

"Laughing at me?"

"You said I'm a waste?"

"Now, who are they trash?"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

An explosion of punch after punch.

Punch to the flesh!

The beating left Situ Feng with no room to parry. He was still thinking, why did the Soul Locking Clothes go wrong?

Why?

Why exactly?

"Arrogant!"

"Keep on being arrogant!"

The anger in Long Fei's heart kept bursting out, not giving Situ Feng any chance to breathe.

That's what fighting is like.

Hold back and say nothing.

A hit hits, and after the hit, the opponent is not given any chance to breathe, and is directly destroyed until the opponent is crippled.
To be continued...