The flying sword on the back of the head is not an ordinary flying sword.

Long Fei smiled and said: "Is it enough? It's not enough at all!"

Lian Wuchao narrowed his eyes and said, "What exactly do you want?"

Long Fei stepped forward and slapped him across the face, "Talk to me in this tone?"

"Snapped!"

Extremely loud.

This slap of Long Fei was done with great force. Long Fei had no expression at all. That was because of the anger in his heart... unusual anger.

It has been suppressed.

What is his character?

More violent than fire.

People who take life and death lightly and do whatever they don’t accept.

Touch his woman?

Can you bear it?

Not to mention there is a killing flying sword, even if there is not, Long Fei will still be able to cross the death-free token, because he is Long Fei!

Lian Wuchao's face was burning, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, his fists were clenched, and his murderous intent was as strong as the sky, but he still lowered his head, slammed his head to the ground, and said: "Please, spare me once, I swear,

I will never be your enemy again."

This made Long Fei secretly shocked.

I didn't expect Lian Wuchao to be so patient.

The people around him were even more confused.

"Master Lian, what are you doing?"

"Why do you kneel down to this loser?"

"Is there water in your head?"

"In the end what happened?"

Long Fei curled his lips and said, "Kill the person who just said I was a waste."

Lian Wuchao raised his eyes, rushed out instantly, grabbed a warrior, crushed his head, and returned to Long Fei instantly, "Is this okay?"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

He stared at Lian Wuchao with hatred in his eyes.

Long Fei continued: "There were a few people killed just now, too!"

Lian Wuchao moved again and made a few clicks.

Another wave of people fell.

"Is that enough now?"
Chapter completed!