The fight between the two happened in just a moment, from the old man slashing with the flying sword, to the flying sword being caught in Long Ao's hand, and then to the two swords shattering together.
The old man's face turned pale. After his life-flying sword was broken by the opponent, he immediately suffered severe backlash. A mouthful of blood spurted into the air, and dark red blood spattered in the air.
"Didn't you say something rude just now? This is the price!"
Long Ao sneered, and then he exerted force with both hands at the same time, and the two broken flying swords began to break inch by inch. Every time they broke, the old man was in pain, and blood spurted out from his mouth.
"Junior Brother Head, save me!"
The old man begged for help, the fear in his heart surged like a raging tide, and then he understood why the other party dared to speak arrogantly.
"Save you? Do you need to save a piece of trash like you?"
Long Ao smiled slightly and threw two flying swords. The two flying swords exploded in the air and turned into powder. The old man was directly seriously injured and his face was as pale as death.
"Junior brother, please help me!"
When the two flying swords of the old man exploded at the same time, the old man's body almost seemed to explode. The two bodies were covered with blood at the same time, which was as desolate as possible.
Long Ao didn't take any action, but once he did it was with the force of thunder, which quickly suppressed everyone in the Spirit Demon Sect.
Although the head disciple has reached the early stage of transcending the tribulation, there is no guarantee that he will be stronger than Long Ao, because Long Ao's attack just now was very easy, especially the technique of shattering the flying sword. Maybe he can also
It can shatter flying swords, but it's not as precise as his control.
"Junior brother, it's not that I didn't save you, it's just that you went too far. How could you be rude to a master? You brought it upon yourself! Don't you think so?"
The head disciple wisely chose not to be an enemy of Long Ao. At this time, the people around him also agreed and even cursed the old man to seek death.
The old man was angry and sad in his heart. He found that these fellow disciples hardly cared about human kindness. At this time, he was obviously planning to give up on himself.
The old man called the young leader Senior Brother, not because the young man was the leader of the sect, but because he was the leader's favorite disciple, so he called him that way.
"A bunch of ruthless guys!"
The old man cursed fiercely in his heart.
Long Ao smiled and looked at the old man who had spoken rudely to him, and now he knelt on the ground, kowtowing to him and begging for mercy.
But, is this useful?
What Long Ao dislikes the most is people like this old man. His strength is not very good. He is very good at pretending, but he is greedy for life and afraid of death. He is good at flattery and has no real ability.
"Your senior brothers all think you deserve to die. How can I let you live? Do you think so?"
Long Ao asked the group of people with a smile. This group of people were really just like this old man, with a bad heart and a dog's heart!
"Yes, he deserves to die! Fortunately, the heroes took action to eradicate him!"
The head disciple smiled hypocritically, and others also agreed.
"Is this a disciple of the Spirit Demon Sect? Such a spineless waste is worthy of being a member of the top ten sects in the Liangzhou Demon Cultivation World?"
Long Ao was secretly doubting in his heart, but the old man finally couldn't bear it anymore and cursed wildly at the head junior brother. The language was so unpleasant that Long Ao was really amazed that there was such an art of swearing in other worlds.
After being scolded wildly, the head disciple called on a group of people to retaliate, and the disciples of the Spirit Demon Sect were in chaos.
"Hey! What a bunch of crazy dogs!"
Long Ao sighed.
Everyone's expressions changed wildly. Although the head disciple was afraid of Long Ao's strength, he could not ignore him insulting the sect. He immediately cupped his fists and said: "Your Excellency, I am a disciple of the Spiritual Demon Sect. Please give me some advice.
For the sake of face, let’s just let this matter go, otherwise it would be meaningless if the elders of the sect take action!”
"Then I kill him, do you have any objection?"
While Long Ao was speaking, he had already slashed out a sword energy with one hand, directly cutting off the old man's tongue.
The old man was shocked and wanted to take the opportunity to escape. Of course, how could he escape in the face of Long Ao's absolute strength.
"Your Excellency, please give me some face and leave him to me to deal with!"
The head disciple secretly sent a distress signal, but was stalling for time here.
"Who do you think you are, how can I give you any face? Forget it, I'll help your spirit demon sect eradicate the waste with my own hands!"
Long Ao smiled and then stretched out a finger and lightly crossed it in the air. The old man felt a sense of pain that he couldn't bear to die. After a while, the two bodies merged into one. Due to the decrease in body energy, the old man could not maintain it.
Two bodies.
"Spare my life! Master, I beg you, please spare me!"
The old man could not escape, but the other party would not let him go. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and had no tongue, so he had to let his soul cry out for mercy.
"It would be better for you to die! However, you must not die easily! Because you have offended me!"
Long Ao chuckled, flicking his fingers, and slashed at the old man with a sword energy. Four times in a row, the old man's limbs were severed, and he was twitching in pain in the air.
Whoosh!
Long Ao sucked his right hand, and the old man's soul rushed out of his body uncontrollably. Long Ao flicked his sleeves gently, and the old man's body turned into powder. In other words, the old man's body was destroyed.
"No!"
The old man screamed, feeling deeply regretful at this moment. If he hadn't wanted to flatter him so much, how could he have ended up like this. Unfortunately, the person he flattered was smiling across from him, and he didn't care about his life or death.
Long Ao grabbed his soul body with one hand and just used the purple gold flame, which made him miserable. The soul wanted to self-destruct but was unable to do so. He really paid a heavy price for his rude words.
"Just suffer slowly!"
Long Ao compressed his soul to the size of a fist, then inhaled it into his belly, slowly refining his soul's body in his stomach. This process would naturally make the old man feel an unforgettable pain.
"Sir, if you kill my Spirit Demon Sect disciples, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of my Spirit Demon Sect's territory. How about you return to the gate with me? Maybe I can intercede for you, how about that?"