After slapping away a peak Saint Realm powerhouse, who dares to doubt Long Yunfeng's strength now?
When Yanlang and the others saw this scene, their faces turned pale with fright. They regretted why they followed Fujiwara into this muddy water in the first place. Now they have implicated the entire Yanlang mercenary group, and even themselves.
After being dragged in, they hated Fujiwara.
Long Yunfeng stood proudly, majestic and inviolable. Everyone was silent, like prisoners waiting for trial, praying that Long Yunfeng could show mercy and let them go.
When the Purple Dragon Mercenary Group saw Long Yunfeng's power, they were greatly inspired, and everyone shouted excitedly.
The one I want to talk about in particular is Luo He. Fortunately, I didn’t offend Long Yunfeng too much. I didn’t expect Long Yunfeng’s identity to be so special. If he wanted to kill him, it would be as simple as squeezing an ant to death. Now that I think about it,
I was also scared for a while.
"Tmd!" Fujiwara cursed angrily and finally stopped himself. The right side of his face was already red and swollen, and his entire face was even deformed. It was really ridiculous.
Long Yunfeng looked at Fujiwara indifferently, and couldn't help but reveal a poison crystal obtained from the misty swamp in his hand, and sneered: "Haha, Captain Fujiwara, you must be very aware of this thing?"
Fujiwara was shocked when he saw the poison crystal in Long Yunfeng's hand, and asked in surprise: "Poison Dragon Magic Crystal! How do you have this thing?"
"Hmph, I got this in my misty swamp, but unfortunately, the men you sent have been killed in the hands of the poisonous dragon. I happened to get this thing. I didn't expect you to be so insidious.
Sending people to carry out S-level missions while allying with other mercenary groups to invade the Purple Dragon Mercenary Group, your idea is quite good!" Long Yunfeng snorted coldly.
"Fujiwara! What do you mean! How dare you take advantage of us!" Yan Lang said angrily.
Fujiwara's face was gloomy and he would not give any explanation. He said coldly: "Flaming Wolf! This is not the time to worry about these things. If we don't join forces, then we will all die here!"
"Hmph! Do you think we will still trust you?" Yanlang glanced at Fujiwara coldly, turned around and said to Long Yunfeng with great respect: "Sir, our Yanlang mercenary group is only the injured in this matter.
, Sir, please show your noble hand, our Flame Wolf Mercenary Group will definitely follow you to the death in the future!"
"That's right! Our Skyfire Mercenary Group will also be loyal to you!" Tianhen followed.
"And our Zhanyan mercenary group!" Zhan Aotian said with cupped hands.
When Fujiwara heard these words, his face was filled with despair, and the entire Fujiwara mercenary group looked even more desperate. They even regretted in their hearts how could they follow this stupid leader?
However, when Long Yunfeng heard these words, he did not react. He just looked at Fujiwara with a very cold face and said, "Didn't you just keep saying that you wanted to cut my wife into pieces? Well, now
I’ll give it back to you!”
After a pause, Long Yunfeng turned back and said to Da Bailey in the distance: "Little Bailey, close your eyes first, it may be a little bloody later."
"Yeah." Darberry nodded slightly like an obedient person, then closed her eyes tightly.
When Fujiwara heard Long Yunfeng's words, his face turned pale. It turned out that the matter had come to this, and Fujiwara could only risk his life.
"Haha! You want me to die! Don't even think about it!" Fujiwara laughed wildly, and a strong silver light burst out from his whole body. The blood in his body burned crazily, and the intensity of fighting energy in Fujiwara's body continued to increase.
As it stood, the original silver light had a hint of golden light.
The self-igniting holy blood at the peak level of the Holy Domain is naturally powerful. Fujiwara's strength has barely reached the level of the primary level of demigod, but only barely.
Boom!~~With a startling sound, Fujiwara's body erupted with a powerful aura, a shocking aura.
After all, this is the self-igniting holy blood of a peak-level expert in the holy realm. How can it not be strong?
However, everyone was very excited, as a duel that was about to surpass the realm of the Holy Domain was about to begin.
Fujiwara's whole body was shrouded in silver-golden light, his face was ferocious, he glared at Long Yunfeng and said loudly: "Boy! Even if I die tonight! I will never make it easy for you!"
Long Yunfeng's face was dull and colorless, and he didn't pay attention to Fujiwara at all. Although Fujiwara's self-igniting holy blood forcibly surpassed the peak level of the holy realm, it was far behind compared to the real demigod.
Moreover, Long Yunfeng's physical strength was not empty.
"Go to hell!"
Fujiwara shouted angrily, and his body moved like lightning, accompanied by a terrifying aura. Only a streak of light could be seen with the naked eye, quickly streaking through the air, and he rushed directly towards Long Yunfeng.
In a moment, Fujiwara suddenly appeared in front of Long Yunfeng. Without saying a word, he raised a sword angrily. All the power of his body was completely gathered into the sword, and it was like the force of splitting the sky, and it was aimed at Long Yunfeng's head.
Cut straight through.
Long Yunfeng only dodged slightly to the side and dodged the sword with great ease. He suddenly stepped forward, and a poisonous claw-like hand clasped towards Fujiwara's clenched wrist, steadily.
Lock.
"Uh?!" Fujiwara was shocked, and suddenly felt that he couldn't move his hand.
In anger, Fujiwara suddenly freed up his other hand, charged up a punch and hit Long Yunfeng on the chest.
Boom!~~Fujiwara punched Long Yunfeng solidly on the chest, and a dazzling light burst out, covering the two of them in an instant.
Hit!!
Everyone was surprised that Fujiwara actually hit Long Yunfeng's fatal part.
However, perhaps only Fujiwara himself understands this situation. When this punch hit Long Yunfeng's chest, it was like hitting a steel plate, extremely hard and a powerful counterattack force.
Instead, he pushed back so hard that his whole arm was paralyzed.
In that light, Fujiwara saw Long Yunfeng's cold face close to him with horror on his face.
"It's my turn!" Long Yunfeng said extremely coldly, and punched Fujiwara hard in the chest.
Boom!~~ There was a strong shock, and Fujiwara screamed in pain, feeling as if his chest and internal organs were about to be torn apart. Blood spurted out from his mouth, and his whole body was shot backwards like a cannonball.
Another bang!
Fujiwara's whole body crashed into the ground in the distance, and a huge crater exploded in an instant, sending up smoke, dust and flying rocks all over the sky.
Long Yunfeng stood still in Leng Ao, holding a sharp long sword in his hand. Long before punching, Long Yunfeng had taken the opportunity to snatch the long sword from Fujiwara's hand.
"So strong!"
The entire audience was stunned into silence. From the beginning to the end, Long Yunfeng's attack methods were very ordinary and bland, without any luster on his body. He actually left Fujiwara unable to parry after spontaneously igniting his holy blood.
"asshole!"
Fujiwara gave a loud shout and soared into the sky from a distance. His body was covered in dust, his hair was disheveled, and he was in a state of embarrassment. This was definitely the biggest blow Fujiwara had received in his life.
Now, Fujiwara has gone completely crazy, like a runaway wild horse. The blood in his body is burning without hesitation, crazily increasing the power in his body, and his whole body turns into a ball of light, like a flying meteor, rubbing against each other.
The air roared as he fiercely charged towards Long Yunfeng.
This speed is really too fast.
Seeing that Fujiwara was about to approach Long Yunfeng, he shot out with a palm.
With a bang!
With one palm, a huge ball of light suddenly surged up. The ball of light contained a terrifying power, and it pressed towards Long Yunfeng's body like an overwhelming force.
Faced with such power, Long Yunfeng remained motionless and had no intention of dodge. He slowly raised his sword and stared at the ball of light that was blasting towards him. His sharp eyes were locked on the ball of light.
The center.
Whoosh!
Long Yunfeng's sword came out straight, colorless and lightless. Although it was just an ordinary holy sword, it exerted unimaginable power in Long Yunfeng's hands.
Bang!~~Long Yunfeng stabbed the center of the light group with his sword, forcibly stopping the impact of the light group. The dazzling light exploded along the center and shot out beams of light in all directions.
There was an astonishing power. Suddenly, a terrifying force swept down, and Kraft and others immediately rushed to block it. However, those people in the air below were far from strong enough. Under this powerful attack,
, was blown to bits and pieces.
Boom!~~The light group exploded completely, and the space was forced to twist and turn into countless light spots.
At this time, among the scattered light spots, Fujiwara suddenly appeared. He did not know when he had circled behind Long Yunfeng. He coldly raised his palm and aimed it at Long Yunfeng's back chest, and fiercely
Laughing: "Jiejie, you're done!"
Suddenly, Fujiwara struck with all his strength.
When this palm was clearly about to hit Long Yunfeng, Long Yunfeng's body suddenly turned into an afterimage, and Fujiwara jumped in and hit him.
"kindness!?"
Fujiwara's pupils were frightened. When he passed away from the afterimage transformed by Long Yunfeng, Fujiwara's whole face was filled with despair, and he felt that death was approaching. Because at this moment, Fujiwara suddenly felt that he was so close to death.
Very close.
"You are the one who deserves to die! Fujiwara!" A gloomy voice came from Fujiwara's back like a dark wind, and Long Yun Feng Leng appeared on Fujiwara's back holding a long sword.
Whoosh! Whoosh!~~ Long Yunfeng swung out several swords in succession, but in the eyes of everyone, Long Yunfeng only used one sword, but in that short period of time, Long Yunfeng had already swung his sword in an instant.
Dozens of swords were struck, and all of them struck Fujiwara.
Fujiwara's eyes widened in horror, and then his whole body was shattered, because the whole body had been split into half and half, and there were still bloodshot threads between each piece of flesh.
Then, everyone saw in horror that Fujiwara was suddenly cut into pieces by Long Yunfeng. Before that, no one saw how Long Yunfeng drew his sword.
Pieces of flesh and blood, accompanied by a rain of blood, Fujiwara's broken body fell into the ground. Those people in the sky below had already turned pale with fear, and they trembled and took a few steps back.
Long Yun stood coldly in the air, holding a sword in his horizontal hand, and the blade of the sword shone with a cold and ruthless light.