Chapter 3733: A Slap

Powerful attack?

Powerful sword intent?

Huge Excalibur?

Long Fei didn't even take a look, he just stood there and asked you to chop him off.

he said.

Anyone in the entire ancient Liezong who can hurt him even a hair is counted as him.

What about the ancestors at the ancestor level?

Still ignore it.

Slashing down in anger, Long Fei didn't even move his body.

He frowned.

The blue sword shattered.

It fell to the ground with a crash.

The blue-haired ancestor was stunned.

His strength is much stronger than that of the white-haired ancestor, but he still can't break through Long Fei's defense?

this……

Simply unimaginable.

Sword Spirit King's pupils tightened, and he said harshly, "Damn!"

He thought this move could split Long Fei in half, but Long Fei still stood there unscathed, shattering the blue-haired ancestor's sword intent.

There was an uproar in the audience.

He looked at Long Fei with dumbfounded eyes.

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

He didn't believe that a disciple could have such a strong defensive power.

impossible things.

The corner of Long Fei's mouth curled up, he smiled faintly, and said, "I'm your father!"

The blue-haired ancestor shrank his pupils and roared, "You're looking for death..."

Extremely furious.

The power on his body exploded like ten thousand rockets, rising to the peak.

But!

Before the blue-haired ancestor's power could attack again, Long Fei raised his right hand, and slapped the blue-haired ancestor's cheek hard.

Sword Emperor Realm.

Whether it is an attack or a defense, it is formed instantly, as if it is a subconscious response of the brain.

Long Fei slapped him down.

The blue-haired ancestor's defense was released instantly, forming a giant blue air shield.

The air shield is fully ten meters thick.

This defense...

unbreakable.

The blue-haired ancestor also smiled triumphantly, "Little brat, is it your attack?"

"Clatter..."

Before he could finish speaking again, the defensive air shield he released shattered.

The moment it touched Long Fei's palm, everything shattered.

Long Fei slapped down fiercely with a slap as big as a plate, and slapped the blue-haired ancestor's cheek accurately.

"Snapped!"

Very loud.

The blue-haired ancestor's eyes tightened, and his body fell to the ground in response.

"boom!"

His head hit the ground heavily.

like a statue. A slap to the ground.

I can't even move.

"I bother!"

"Old ancestor?"

"Shit!"

Long Fei gave a scornful look, glanced coldly at the purple-haired ancestor, smiled coldly, and said, "Next!"

His voice is like hell death.

It's as if the god of death is harvesting the undead.

The blue-haired ancestor who has practiced for more than 9,000 years, was slapped on the ground like this?

How perverted is this?

Is that human being?

Is this really the realm of sword fairy?

Is the ancestor's sword emperor realm fake?

what's going on?

All of them were short-circuiting their heads, completely bewildered.

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

The white-haired ancestor also made two moves.

But.

The blue-haired ancestor was slapped on the ground directly, and now he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead. How terrifying is this Long Fei?

How strong is it?

His eyes slowly moved to the face of the purple-haired ancestor.

He is a thousand-year-old monster.

Sword Spirit Mountain was created by him.

A strong man who can rival the suzerain's strength.

But.

At this moment, the sword spirit king is absolutely no match for the purple-haired ancestor.

because.

Seeing his apprentice being slapped over with a slap, he didn't move.

indeed.

The purple-haired ancestor was shocked.

There has never been such a surprise.

So strong that he couldn't speak.

Standing on the same spot, he looked at Long Fei, and met Long Fei's eyes, his heart tightened, and his body trembled involuntarily.

now.

In his mind, there was a huge dragon's head suspended.

In front of the leader, he was as small as an ant, unable to move.

The dragon head can swallow him at any time.

This feeling is not caused by coercion, but a gap in strength.

The purple-haired ancestor's heart trembled.

Long Fei said again, "Who else?"

"Who is not happy?"

"Come!"

Long Fei became even more arrogant.

Blessed by the strength of the dragon body, his temperament also changed slightly, becoming more manic, looking down on the world, and anyone who is unhappy will be beaten.

The audience was silent, not daring to make a sound.

And none of them dared to look directly into Long Fei's eyes.

Long Fei said indifferently: "The old guy said just now that Kuang has to pay a price, what is the price? What is the price, please come out and let me know what is the price of Kuang?"

crushed.

Suffocating crush.

The Sword Spirit King roared in his heart, and he also expected the purple-haired ancestor to make a move, "Go up, go up, go up, hit him."

But.

The purple-haired ancestor didn't make a move, but said respectfully, "My lord, we were wrong."

softly.

He took it.

As soon as his words fell, all the disciples in the audience were stunned for a moment, and then they understood in their hearts that even the purple-haired ancestor would not be Long Fei's opponent.

Long Fei glanced at the sharp sword floating in the sky and said, "Is this convinced?"

"If you don't agree with your heart, just come, I said, you can't fight alone, you can fight in groups."

The purple-haired ancestor let out a heavy breath.

All the long swords fell to the ground.

The breath on his body was absorbed one by one, and he became an ordinary old man.

He has never been so subdued in his life, never been so afraid, but...now...he has to subdue.

It took him his whole life to say the phrase 'My lord, we were wrong'.

Even if he met a strong man from the Shangshen Dimension back then, he never did this.

but.

He had to say.

Because of the gap.

Because he was not Long Fei's opponent at all.

Long Fei lost interest, and said: "Is this enough? I want to gang fight again, it's really boring."

Sword Spirit King was crying blood in his heart.

Looking at his angry eyes, Long Fei said, "Master Jianfeng, you seem a little dissatisfied?"

"Well?"

The Sword Spirit King let go of his gaze, and quickly said, "I'm convinced."

Even the ancestor is no match, so what if he gets angry again?

Go up to seek abuse?

but.

He hated Long Fei extremely in his heart.

This matter will definitely spread, and by then his Sword Spirit Mountain will become the laughing stock of the ancient Liezong.

Think about it.

Under the sleeves, his fists could not help but clenched a little bit.

"Boring!"

"It's really boring."

With an unhappy expression on his face, Long Fei let out a long breath and said, "Since you are all convinced, let's forget it."

"Peak Lord Jian, I came here today to ask for someone from you."

Sword Spirit King's pupils froze slightly, and said: "Master Longfeng, please speak."

Long Fei said: "May I ask if there is a senior sister named Liu Luoxi among your disciples, I just want her here today."

"really!"

The Sword Spirit King tightened his mind, curled his mouth slightly, and said, "Liu Luoxi, she is indeed my disciple, but...he is not in Sword Spirit Mountain now!"