Chapter 2847
Chapter 2847 - Dean of Dong Huang College
The idea moved!
The flying sword that was controlling the power of ancient inheritance, however …
Being wrapped up by the purple crystal, Long Fei's idea was completely unable to penetrate inside.
There was no other way.
Long Fei could only pick it up and put it away.
However …
Just as he was about to pick up the flying sword, Han Wuya spoke in a gloomy voice: "Kid, do you think it's still yours?"
"Buzz!"
A purple crystal light flashed, and landed in front of Long Fei.
In that instant.
The Emperor's aura flooded the entire valley.
Lian Wuchao endured the pain in his body, staring at Long Fei like a beast, his eyes filled with killing intent, the Qilin power in his body was also brewing.
Long Fei's heart sank, looked at Han Wuya, and said: "It's not mine, could it be that it's still yours, you monster?"
"Monster?"
"Creak!"
These two words seemed to have provoked Han Wuya, the Qi on his body suddenly became gloomy and cold, the aura on his body exploded, causing the pressure of the Emperor to explode.
"Boom!"
It directly struck towards Long Fei's head, "Kid, do you think that you are worthy to fight against me?"
"Buzz!"
The imposing aura exploded inside Long Fei's sea of consciousness.
Long Fei's body sank, but... He did not feel much pain, and he himself also felt that it was unexpected, because in that instant, the Imperial Power that was passed to him by the old Night King suddenly exploded, blocking Han Wuya's pressure.
"Not worthy?"
"I feel that a monster like you shouldn't have stayed in this world." Long Fei desperately tried to control the flying sword wrapped in the purple crystal.
Han Wuya who can kill Lian Kaijiang, can he also kill the Royal Realm?
No matter what.
Even if he had to go all out, he had to give it a try.
"Buzz buzz buzz …"
"Buzz buzz buzz …"
The flying sword that was wrapped in purple crystal continuously trembled, but Long Fei was unable to completely control it.
Han Wuya saw the flying sword beneath the purple crystal tremble crazily, and his expression tightened. Both of his hands moved, and he suddenly grabbed towards the flying sword, and said with a heavy smile: "It doesn't belong to you!"
Long Fei's expression changed.
He did not care too much, and struck out with his palm, thinking to himself, "Imperial Power, Imperial Power, give me some strength, give it to me!"
Inheritance of the Emperor.
Imperial Power.
Long Fei had this wave of Imperial Power in his body.
But!
He's not completely under your control.
With that palm strike, Long Fei pushed his strength to the limits of his limits.
"Bam!"
With a palm strike at Han Wuya's chest, Long Fei's expression tightened, "Crap!"
There was no Imperial Power!
Not only that, the moment Long Fei's palm made contact with his chest, his mind suddenly sunk, because the space under his clothes was incomparably cold and hard.
Han Wuya's entire body became purple gold.
Not only that!
When it came into contact with Han Wuya's body, the compressed god's tribe curse mark on Long Fei's chest suddenly sank and flashed with light.
Long Fei suddenly convulsed.
The light disappeared, and did not burst out.
"violet gold armor, the power of the god's tribe!"
"Seems like I'm not sure about the descendant of god's tribe, or else my curse mark would not be able to hide, damn you emperor Xuan, I will kill you sooner or later." Long Fei shouted fiercely in his heart.
Han Wuya laughed disdainfully: "Are you trying to tickle me?"
"Hahaha …"
"lame duck, just based on your cultivation level, you don't even have the qualifications to die at my hands, do you understand?"
"This treasure is even more unqualified for you."
Finished.
Han Wuya caught it in his hand.
Long Fei's eyes darkened.
At this moment.
Lian Wuchao, who was at the side, suddenly moved. His entire body turned green, and the Qilin scales faintly appeared on his face.
The shadow bit Han Wuya's arm.
The power of the Qilin exploded forth!
"Crack!"
His arm broke again.
The incomparably excited people in the training field said, "Hahaha …" It's mine, it's mine now! "
Han Wuya was enraged, and shouted: "You're courting death!"
The aura of his body directly crushed Lian Wuchao's body.
"Boom!"
The Qilin image was instantly crushed.
Without waiting for Lian Wuchao to escape, his body was also instantly crushed to the ground. "Puchi …"
A mouthful of blood spurted out.
At this moment.
Long Fei did not care anymore as he grabbed the purple crystal that was wrapping around the flying sword and ran towards the underground palace!
As long as he ran into the underground palace, Han Wuya wouldn't be able to enter either.
As long as he ran into the underground palace, he would be able to destroy the amethyst and let the flying sword return to his Pubes.
But!
When Han Wuya took the flying sword away, the corners of Han Wuya's eyes turned sinister, his arms quickly grew out, with a movement of his palms, a huge Emperor's Qi surged, "You think you can escape?!"
"Bam!"
Long Fei was immediately sent flying, and struck a rock not too far away.
Rocks shattered.
Long Fei's entire body was also in extreme pain, only a fifth of his health point remained.
Han Wuya looked at Long Fei coldly, and then walked towards Lian Wuchao. Compared to Long Fei, Lian Wuchao was a lot more threatening.
He looked at Lian Wuchao at his feet and laughed sinisterly: "Qilin genius? Let's see how many Qilins of power are there in your blood vein! "
His voice sank.
amethyst used both hands to grab onto Lian Wuchao's collar, and was lifted into the air like a dead dog, laughing sinisterly: "Qilin? "Hmph, a dead dog!"
He exerted force with his five fingers.
The amethyst suddenly flashed.
The fingernail on the five fingers were like five sharp knives that stabbed into Lian Wuchao's chest, directly piercing through.
"Ugh …"
"Ahh …"
Lian Wuchao let out a painful scream.
All the Lian Family disciples were scared silly.
Han Wuya looked at Lian Wuchao, whose body was trembling and blood was gushing everywhere, his eyes filled with coldness. His left hand moved and directly grabbed towards Lian Wuchao's head.
"Die!"
A cold voice.
At this moment.
A powerful voice resounded, "Stop!"
The power of an Emperor spread throughout the skies.
Also at this moment, the overbearing power of the Emperor was directly binding Han Wuya, causing him to be unable to move at all.
It had to be known that Han Wuya's strength was at the level of an emperor. In an instant, he was restricted by a wave of pressure, which showed just how powerful that power was.
The voice came from hundreds of kilometers away.
A pressure several hundred li away.
An extremely terrifying existence.
A real powerhouse!
Before his voice had even faded, a black figure instantly appeared in the distance. An old man suddenly landed beside Lian Wuchao, stared at him and said solemnly: "Wuya, stop!"
Han Wuya's eyes darkened slightly as well.
It was also at this time that the Lian Family disciples were stunned.
"Dean of Dong Huang College..."
"It's the Principal of the Donghuang College!"
"Oh my god, according to the legends, he was the first one to step into the Royal Realm, a being even more powerful than the East Imperial City Lord."
"He actually appeared!"
He wasn't the only one who appeared, and at the same time.
The forces of the clans around the valley all appeared!