Chapter 2312
Chapter 2312 - This senior was just worrying about not having enough EXP to level up
A duck that goes to the mouth can fly?
He could go up to the sky?
Grandma!
Based on Long Fei's personality, he wanted to kill Yi Changfeng three days ago, but at that time, he just didn't want to make it difficult for Yi Yourong. He's not dead yet?
Was Xiao Die's injury going to be let go just like that?
Forget about Qing Niu, thin monkey, let's just forget about the big sized guy's injuries?
Absolutely not!
This fairness, Long Fei had to get it back.
Killing intent burst out from his body and perfectly fused with his sword qi. He let out a heavy sound and directly shocked all of the elite disciples who wanted to rush up to him.
These elite disciples were all in the Qi Refining stage.
Even.
A few had already reached the Soul Refining stage.
His cultivation was all above Long Fei, and even though the pressure was stronger than him, Long Fei's Qi was still able to suppress him.
Sky Sword.
A strange light in the sky!
This power was not something that anyone could detect, but it was exceptionally valiant.
At this moment.
Yi Yourong rushed to Long Fei's front, his eyes sweeping across, and stared at the intimidated elite disciples, and asked: "What are you guys planning to do?"
"Yi Changfeng, what are you doing?"
Yi Yourong was the Young Sect Master.
She had single-handedly created the Elite Hall.
These disciples were more or less under Yi Yourong's care.
Yi Changfeng's eyes darkened, and said faintly: "You Rong, I've said what I want to do, I want that brat's life. I want him to kill a fellow sect member, his methods are ruthless, and today, he's cheating too, he's definitely not an ordinary person.
"Disciples of the Elite Hall, listen up, exorcise evil and protect the Dao!"
"Kill!"
As soon as he finished.
The disciples all stepped forward again, all of them staring at Long Fei.
The sword hum emitted by the Sky Sword in Long Fei's hands became even louder, and he said: "Whoever takes another step forward dies!"
Yi Yourong said in a low voice, "Don't move."
At this moment, they were in a stalemate. The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and every spark could explode.
No matter who won in the end, the one who lost was the Xuan Yue sect.
This was the thing that Yi Yourong did not want to see the most.
Long Fei was very happy that Long Fei had won, but... She did not want Yi Changfeng to die, a seventh grade Alchemy Master.
She was the Young Sect Master, so she had to think about the future of Xuan Yue sect.
Yi Yourong said: "elder Yi, tell them to withdraw. Everything is fine."
The corner of Yi Changfeng's mouth curved into a pleased sneer, what did Yi Yourong's words mean?
In his opinion, Yi Yourong was afraid!
After all, he was currently armed with a heavy weapon. Other than the Disciples of the Elite Hall and the majority of the elders, he had enough power to stand on his side.
It was these powers that made Yi Yourong afraid.
Thinking about all this, Yi Changfeng laughed: "You Rong, it's easy to make these disciples withdraw. As long as you kill this Magic Tribe, they will naturally withdraw."
The old fire of the eight generations of Long Fei's ancestors started to burn, "I, Mo Xie, have been your ancestors for eighty generations."
Yi Yourong lowered his voice and shouted: "Can you not speak?"
Long Fei's eyes stared at him, his heart was a little unhappy, and he said: "No, what about it?"
"Who won this match?"
"I won!"
"This daddy has been cultivating Alchemy Technique for three days and three nights without drinking a single drop of water or eating a single grain of rice, what am I doing here? I will hold in a breath in my heart and seek justice for you. "
"So what if he's a seventh rank Alchemy Master?"
"My Eight-level Alchemy Man can crush him ten thousand times."
"You're still protecting him?"
"Alright!"
"You protected me, I killed me, I did everything for you, now I want to avenge my sister, my brother!" Long Fei shouted loudly.
He didn't care.
Whoever bullied him, he had to take revenge.
Whoever stopped him was his enemy.
Yi Yourong was no exception!
So what if there was an exclamation mark above his head? So what if it was one of his seven ultimate missions?
If a person was still alive, he wouldn't be happy.
What was there to live for?
Long Fei didn't understand her, but at the same time, she felt very bitter in her heart. She was the Young Sect Master, and the first person she had to consider was the Xuan Yue sect.
What Long Fei had said, made her very uncomfortable.
Not because of Long Fei, but because of herself.
How could she not want to kill Yi Changfeng?
But!
She wanted to make the Xuan Yue sect stronger.
Furthermore... Was Long Fei really a Eight-level Alchemy Man?
She still couldn't believe it, because it was a very hard thing to believe.
What if Long Fei wasn't?
Then what about the pills in the future in Xuan Yue sect?
What about the training of thousands of disciples?
He was about to enter the god's sect gathering. Without pills to cultivate, how could the god's sect gathering participate?
Yi Changfeng laughed complacently, and said: "Yourong, did you see that? This brat's personality and Devil Sect is without a doubt. Disciples of the Elite Hall, listen to me, kill … "
As soon as he finished.
Amongst the people, the Death Soldiers that Zhao Yitian had arranged for suddenly rushed out.
"Die!"
The three of them attacked at the same time.
It directly pierced towards Long Fei.
Disciples of the Elite Hall was slightly stunned.
It was also at this time.
Long Fei's eyes turned sinister, killing intent surged, the sky shook, his gaze swept across, and Sword Qi slashed out!
"Die!"
"Boom, boom, boom!"
One slash for three people, and they were all cut in half from the waist!
Fresh blood sprayed out into the air and six pieces of the corpse fell to the ground, landing beside Long Fei. Fresh blood splattered on his face, his hair was in disarray, and his hair flew in the air, swaying uncontrollably.
Combined with his bloodshot eyes, his entire person looked sinister and terrifying.
Just like a demon dweller.
Long Fei stepped on the corpse, pointing at the Sky Sword, he pointed at Yi Changfeng who was deep in the crowd and said: Whoever blocks me, will die!
His voice was filled with thick killing intent.
The anger in Long Fei's heart overflowed to the heavens.
Because Yi Yourong didn't understand, his heart was raging even more.
However...
Long Fei's slash to the waist of three people was a little too cruel.
Yi Changfeng was secretly pleased in his heart, and immediately asked: "Did everyone see that? cannot you prove that he is someone from the Magic Tribe? "
"Murderous a fellow sect member, you didn't even bat an eye."
"Can such a person still be kept in the Xuan Yue sect?"
"Disciples of the Elite Hall, you are all elite disciples. What is your responsibility? Defiance Defend the Dao! "
"Kill them all!"
In an instant.
The gunpowder seemed to have been ignited, and at this moment, those Disciples of the Elite Hall no longer had any fear.
"Kill!"
"Kill this demon dweller."
"Kill him!"
"Kill him..."
"We absolutely cannot let him live."
… ….
He was like a surging tide, and his sword aura was like a rainbow.
One move after another pounced towards Long Fei.
Amongst the crowd, Yi Changfeng laughed complacently. He was extremely pleased with himself in his heart. Brat, you have the Magic Tribe title today, hahaha … Play with me? Can you play? "Hahaha..."
Long Fei slightly moved his sword, pointed at the ground, both his eyes raised, and looked at the surging group of elite disciples. His mouth curved into a cold smile: "Just nice!"
"I was just worrying about not having enough experience to level up!"