Long Fei curled his lips, "Kill me? You are still far away."

Yan Laojiu's eyes tightened and he said contemptuously: "It's a far cry from you, but you are far from us."

The disciples of the Yan family are all at the peak level of soldiers. It can be said that they can completely crush Long Fei. They are much faster than Long Fei in terms of strength and speed.

The moment the energy of the Supreme Dragon-Slaying Sword in Long Fei's hand slashed down, the attacks of the other three people were also instantly blasted away.

Tan Dapao shouted, "Brother Fei, be careful!"

Lan Yuan's eyes tightened, "Be careful!"

Lan Mei also exclaimed, "Be careful behind you."

However.

Long Fei didn't pay attention at all.

and.

He didn't defend himself at all. He only had eyes for the Yan family disciple who was restrained by the ghost soldiers. As for the other three, Long Fei didn't seem to take it seriously.

Yan Laojiu sneered, "Trash is trash!"

"Is this the fighting level of trash from lower planes? It's complete trash."

Extremely disdainful.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

"boom!"

A moment.

The spears in the hands of the three Yan family disciples directly pierced Long Fei's body, blood spurted out, and Long Fei was also in severe pain.

Yan Laojiu laughed even more, "Hahaha... Hahaha... Useless is no longer enough to describe you, boy, this is the fate of being too strong."

Seriously injured.

But……

Long Fei's strength did not decrease, and he slashed down with one strike.

"Crack!"

The Yan family disciple's body was split into two.

Turn around.

Long Fei raised the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "Trash? Haha... How can you understand my world?"

A moment.

The system prompt sounds.
Chapter completed!