In desperation, Long Feitian struck out with his sharp sword, and the wind from his palm struck out.
The palms of the swords met instantly, and the wind from the palms struck the sword fiercely, forcibly deflecting the sword. Long Feitian took the opportunity to fly away.
After retreating for more than ten steps in a row, Long Feitian stopped and looked at Long Yilin with a sullen face. At this time, Long Yilin was not in a hurry to attack. He stood there and looked at Long Feitian with fierce murderous intent: "
People say you are a waste, but no one thought that you are a hidden master, you are so scheming."
"Are you so scheming?" A look of helplessness flashed across Long Feitian's face, and then he looked stern and asked in a cold voice: "Seeing as you are also a member of the Long family, why did you come to assassinate me? We should have no grudges, right?"
"Can't I kill you if I have no grudges?" A sneer appeared on Long Yilin's face.
Ignoring the sneer on Long Yilin's face, Long Feitian stared at his face and said solemnly: "You don't look like a murderous person. There is no grudge between us, so you can risk it."
If the danger of being expelled from the family comes to kill me, then there is only profit."
Hearing this, Long Yilin's face changed slightly, and the look he looked at Long Feitian became unusual. Just when he wanted to make a few excuses, Long Feitian's voice came again: "I am only a fifteen-year-old child.
, I have neither power nor profit, so it’s not worth your while to kill me. Otherwise, it’s only because of the previous generation.”
"My father has been practicing in seclusion, and all the affairs of the family are in the hands of Long Xingcheng, who will not benefit you at all. But my mother has been staying in the small courtyard, with no power or power in her hands like me.
The only thing that will benefit you is that I am my father's only son. According to family regulations, the head of the family must have an heir. Once I die, my father's position as head of the family will not be preserved."
"But even so, you won't get any benefit. Only Long Xingcheng can get the benefit." As he said that, Long Feitian's voice suddenly increased, and his tone was full of murderous intent. "You are sent by Long Xingcheng to kill you."
mine!"
Hearing this, Long Yilin's expression changed drastically. He didn't expect Long Feitian to be so smart. He could guess who ordered him to kill him just by relying on himself. This was really terrifying.
Although he was sure to kill Long Feitian, Long Yilin still didn't want him to know that it was Long Xingcheng who wanted to kill him, so he immediately sneered and said: "Your analysis is quite good, but it's a pity that it is far from the reality. I'll tell you
I will kill you just because of your boxing skills."
"For my boxing skills?" A look of disdain flashed across Long Feitian's face, "Do you think I will believe it?"
"I have already said that this has nothing to do with the Second Master." Long Yilin's face was as gloomy as water, and he said sternly: "What happened today is just because I want to get your boxing skills."
A proud sneer appeared on Long Feitian's face, "If you didn't explain, I wouldn't be sure, but now I am absolutely sure that Long Xingcheng sent you. If it's just because you want to get my boxing skills, you would care so much about me."
My opinion of Long Xingcheng is that there is really no three hundred taels of silver in this place."
"So what, as long as you die, no one will know what happened today." Long Yilin's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and with a flash of the sharp sword in his hand, he stabbed Long Feitian again.
"The dragon fights in the wild."
At the same time, Long Feitian, who had secretly improved his fighting spirit for a long time, suddenly punched out.
"boom!"
There was a roar, and the shadow of the fist hit the sword fiercely. There was only a crisp click sound, and the front section of the sword that was hit in the middle was turned into pieces, flying all over the sky, leaving only half of it.
Feeling the fragmentation of the sword, Long Yilin's expression changed, but the half of the sword in his hand continued to swing downward.
There was a flash of cold light, and half of the sharp sword flashed past Long Feitian's fist. Long Feitian secretly sighed inwardly and quickly retracted his fist, but unfortunately it was still half a beat too late.
"puff……"
There was a soft sound, and a heart-breaking pain came from his fist. Long Feitian felt a chill in his heart, and quickly retreated for dozens of meters before stopping and looking at his fist.
A deep bone-deep scar appeared in the center of the fist, and blood like spring water was continuously flowing downwards. The severe pain made Long Feitian gasp for breath, and the muscles on his face twitched.
"Weren't you crazy just now? Let me see how crazy you are now!" Long Yilin smiled ferociously, holding the half of his sharp sword and approaching Long Feitian step by step.
"Brother, run quickly, you are no match for him." Xiaobao urged Long Feitian urgently: "He is a martial artist, and you are not able to deal with him now."
"With the current situation, can I run away?" A wry smile appeared on Long Feitian's face. As soon as his voice fell, Long Yilin shouted loudly and slashed at him again with half of his sharp sword.
"Trash, go to hell."
Regardless of the injury on his hand, Long Feitian quickly dodged to the side. Although Long Yilin's sword passed by him, Long Yilin had no intention of giving up at all. He kept swinging his sword, one sword after another.
It struck at Long Feitian, making Long Feitian extremely embarrassed.
At first, Long Feitian could still resist, but as time passed, he was so tired that he was panting, and the clothes on his body were torn apart by Long Yilin. If it hadn't been for the Tianchan Treasure Armor inside, he would have been killed.
injured.
"boom."
Long Feitian's figure was out of reach, and Long Yilin's half pile of sharp swords struck him hard on the Tianchan armor. The powerful impact directly knocked him several meters away.
"Wow"
As soon as his body stabilized, Long Feitian spurted a mouthful of blood, and his face suddenly turned pale.
"Okay..." Long Feitian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly a crazy smile appeared on his face, "Today I want to see whether you die first or me."
As he spoke, Long Feitian's Spiritual Dragon Art was running at an extremely fast speed, like a giant water pump, frantically extracting the fighting energy from the fighting energy beads in his dantian.
"Dragon Transformation."
With a low cry, the power of the dragon in Long Feitian's body suddenly became active, filling his whole body in an instant. Then his body did not expand, but elongated and became bigger. His face was distorted, a palm-sized scale appeared on his forehead, and his eyes became enlarged.
, two horns sprouted out of his head quickly, "This..." Seeing the changes in Long Feitian, the muscles on Long Yilin's face kept twitching, his eyes were full of horror, and the whole person stood stunned on the spot, "What kind of monster is this?"
And Long Feitian's changes went far beyond that. Under his gaze, Long Feitian's head quickly turned into a ferocious dragon head, and then his hands turned into two dragon claws, each of which was bigger than a palm.
The golden scales kept flashing, and finally the entire body suddenly became covered with scales like a snake, and it was nearly three meters long.
In just the blink of an eye, under Long Yilin's frightened gaze, the original Long Feitian suddenly transformed into a majestic dragon that was more than four meters long, with horns on its head and its body covered with shining golden scales.
"Ouch..."
The dragon opened its mouth, and an angry roar suddenly sounded, causing the leaves on the surrounding trees to fly down like snow.
"Long Yilin, go to hell."
Shenlong jumped forward and slapped Long Yilin with its ferocious claws. Long Yilin was so frightened by the sudden change in Long Fei Tian's eyes that he couldn't recover for a long time until Shenlong's claws reached his body.
Then he panicked and waved half of his sharp sword to resist.
"boom……"
Half of the sharp sword was easily broken by the dragon's claw. Long Yilin didn't react at all. The dragon's claw hit his chest hard, and it flew backwards like a kicked stone, carrying a bloody wind.
It flew a hundred meters away before suddenly landing.
"Wow……"
Long Yilin fell to the ground, with blood pouring out of his mouth like spring water, and his chest was covered in blood. He tried to get up several times, but could not get up again.