"Brother, come back!"

"Senior brother..."

The little Taoist priest shouted loudly.

Long Fei never looked back.

Still walking forward.

The Heavenly Clan disciple shrank slightly and said, "Little bastard, what do you want to do?"

do what?

no one knows.

Even Xuan Emperor Xuying couldn't understand what Long Fei was doing.

but.

No one thought he could do anything.

Because what can a waste with only a warrior level of cultivation do? Or what can a seriously injured waste do?

Nothing can be done.

"He doesn't want to kill someone, does he?"

"Well?"

"Hahaha... a useless soldier who is at the level of a soldier can kill people?"

"It makes me so scared."

"Hahaha……"

"Look at how useless he is. Is he the only one who still wants to kill people?"

"Now I can crush him to death with one finger."

"Not even a hair on my head can do it."

"Hahaha……"

…

Everyone in the Heavenly Clan laughed and looked down upon him.

The current Long Fei is not the original Long Fei. The aura on his body is low, the lowest kind, and he is also seriously injured.

Nothing can be done at all.

He became the object of ridicule by those Heavenly Clan disciples.

They didn't even take action to kill Long Fei, because... they wanted to see Long Fei cause more embarrassment and tease them more.

"Brother, come back!"

"Senior brother..."

Before the little Taoist priest could shout again, the Heaven-Suppressing Divine Seal fell heavily, and the defensive Taoist Scriptures stirred up and began to crack.

The little Taoist priest sank and tried his best to block the power of the Heaven-Suppressing Seal.

There was no way he could rush to Long Fei's side now.

Extremely anxious.

suddenly.

Long Fei stopped.

Everyone's eyes turned to him again.

The injured Heavenly Clan disciple smiled and said: "Trash, why did you stop? Do you miss your mother?"

"Hahaha……"

"You little scumbag from the Dragon Clan, is he just like this, or is Long Batian reincarnated?"

"What a joke."

"Boy, kneel on the ground and tremble."

"Hahaha……"

Everyone was still laughing.

At this moment, Long Fei suddenly grabbed a chair.

What are you doing grabbing a chair?

Sit?

No one can understand it.

actually!

He really didn't want to grab the chair. He wanted to summon the dragon sword, but...he couldn't. He didn't even have the strength to lift the dragon sword.

The same goes for Sky Sword.

His current state is not only severely injured but with only the last bit of blood left, his 'mana' is also depleted.

No skills.

No physical strength.

There is no blue content whatsoever.

Just like the mage in the game.

He dragged the chair and walked to the injured Heavenly Clan disciple.

The disciple said: "Little waste, you..."

Don't wait for him to finish.

Suddenly, Long Fei's eyes widened, he grabbed the chair and slammed it on his head, "Bang!"

"Crash!"

The disciple's eyes tightened. He had no idea that Long Fei would attack suddenly, but... even if Long Fei attacked suddenly, it would be of no use.

because.

This kind of attack, this kind of damage is simply not possible.

"MISS!"

A bright red MISS shot up from above his head.

The disciple of the Heavenly Clan sneered and said: "With such power, you can't even tickle me, but you still want to kill me? You bitch, how can you..."

"Crash!"

Another hard blow.

"MISS!"

Still no harm was done.

Because Long Fei's level is too low.

The strength of a soldier's first level is really inferior to the strength of scratching an itch.

But.

Long Fei didn't stop.

He smashed down one chair after another, hard and without saying a word. He used all his strength every time, leaving no strength behind.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

"Crashing... crashing..."

Continuous attacks.

But.

It's always MISS damage.

This made more Heavenly Clan disciples laugh loudly.

"Hahaha……"

"Hahaha……"

"This is the most ferocious attack I have ever seen."

"Soldier-level waste."

"Do you really want to kill someone?"

"Boy, can you be a little bit smarter? Who do you think you are now?"
To be continued...