"Senior Brother, come back!"

"Senior Brother..."

The young taoist shouted.

Long Fei did not turn back.

Still walking forward.

That descendant of G.o.d's tribe slightly shrunk, and said: "Little b.a.s.t.a.r.d, what are you planning to do?"

What for?

No one knew.

Even the shadow of the emperor Xuan could not understand what Long Fei was doing.

However …

No one thought he could do anything.

What could a trash with only the cultivation of a soldier? A seriously injured good-for-nothing, what could he do?

There was nothing to be done.

"He can't be trying to kill someone, right?"

"Huh?"

"Hahaha... A level 1 soldier trash can actually kill people? "

"It scared me so much."

"Hahaha …"

"Look at his useless appearance. Does he think that he can kill people?"

"Now I can crush him with one finger."

"Any hair on my head is fine."

"Hahaha …"

… ….

Everyone in G.o.d's tribe mocked and despised him.

The current Long Fei was not the Long Fei who had just started out. The aura on his body was low, and he was one of the lowest cla.s.s.

There was nothing to be done.

Become the target of the descendant of G.o.d's tribe's mockery.

They did not even take action to kill Long Fei, because … They wanted to see Long Fei make a fool of himself and ridicule them.

"Senior Brother, come back!"

"Senior Brother..."

Without waiting for young taoist to shout again, the Zhen Tian Divine seal fell down heavily.

young taoist lowered his body and used all his strength to block the Zhen Tian Divine seal.

He simply could not reach Long Fei's side right now.

He was burning with anxiety.

Suddenly.

Long Fei stopped.

Everyone's gaze returned to him.

The injured descendant of G.o.d's tribe laughed: "Trash, what are you stopping for? Do you miss your mother? "

"Hahaha …"

"The little sc.u.m of the dragon race, is this how Long Batian reincarnated?"

"What a joke."

"Kid, kneel on the ground and tremble."

"Hahaha …"

Everyone was still mocking him.

Just then, Long Fei suddenly grabbed a chair.

What's the point of grabbing a chair?

Sit down?

No one could understand it.

Actually!

He really didn't want to grab a chair. He wanted to summon a Dragon Sword, but … But no, he did not even have the strength to bring up Dragon Sword.

The same goes for Sky Sword.

Right now, not only was he seriously injured with only a little bit of HP remaining, his' mana 'was also depleted.

No skills.

No physical strength.

There wasn't any mana.

Just like the mages in the game.

He dragged the chair in front of the injured descendant of G.o.d's tribe.

That disciple said: "lame duck, you …"

Not waiting for him to finish.

All of a sudden, Long Fei's eyes stared intently, he grabbed the chair and smashed it onto the man's head, "Bang!"

"Hualala!"

The disciple's eyes tensed up, he did not know that Long Fei would suddenly attack, but... Even if Long Fei attacked suddenly, it would be useless.

Because …

This kind of attack, this kind of damage was impossible.

"MISS!"

A red MIS rose above his head.

descendant of G.o.d's tribe sneered, and said: "This kind of strength isn't even enough to tickle me, yet you want to kill me? "You dog, you can …"

"Hualala!"

Another heavy smash.

"MISS!"

Still no damage.

Because Long Fei's level was too low.

A Fighter rank 1 strength really couldn't even scratch an itch.

However …

Long Fei did not stop.

One chair after another was smashed down, without even saying a word. They were all using all of their strength, not holding back at all.

"Bang, bang, bang …"

"Hua la la …" "Hualala …"

Consecutive attacks.

However …

It's always been the MIS damage.

This made even more descendant of G.o.d's tribe laugh loudly.

"Hahaha …"

"Hahaha …"

"This is the fiercest attack I've ever seen."

"Trash of the soldier level."

"You really want to kill someone?"

"Brat, can you be a little more forceful? What do you count as now?"

"You're really scaring us to death."

"Hahaha …"

Long Fei was just like a comical performer, causing everyone to burst out in laughter.

The smashed descendant of G.o.d's tribe also had a face full of satisfaction, and said: "Trash, use more strength, use more strength, only your strength is too weak."

"Hahaha …"

"Kill me! Quickly kill me!"

"Hahaha …"

Continuously attacking, this sort of power was completely useless against him.

He had been afraid at first, but now he didn't have to.

Because Long Fei's strength had not reached the level of injuring him at all. Even if he was currently heavily injured, and his defense was weak, he still wasn't injured.

But, Long Fei's level was too low!

His damage was negligible because he wouldn't be able to injure it at all.

Even so.

Long Fei was still fighting with all his might.

It could be said.

He was going to risk it all even more. If this continued, he would kill the Undying descendant of G.o.d's tribe, and his little bit of HP would definitely be used up due to him overexerting himself.

Even so, Long Fei still ignored them.

It crazily smashed down.

He roared in his heart, "A bit, a bit. I only need a bit of critical damage. A bit is enough."

"After standing here for so many years with great difficulty, if I were to be beaten back to my original form, how long would I have to wait?"

"How much time do I have left?"

"How long can I last?"

Long Fei's memories were suppressed by the Seal, and he couldn't remember how many times he had to face the emperor Xuan, but... He didn't want to do it again.

When young taoist brought him away, he was extremely unwilling.

However …

He had no other choice.

Seeing that the descendant of G.o.d's tribe who had ambushed him was out of health, his eyes flashed with a light, he still had a big move that he had not used yet!

His big move was leveling up!

He had been waiting, suppressing himself all this while. Even when he had killed outer s.p.a.ce powerhouse, he did not manage to obtain a rank.

Just for today.

Because …

Upgrade meant revival.

Upgrade is full.

Any one of them had a higher cultivation base than him. As long as he killed a person, he would be able to heal the wounds on his body if he killed them himself.

If his injuries were healed, then he would be able to unleash the power of eternity, the body of taoti, and the power of the infinite boxing and he would be able to become the emperor Xuan again!

If he couldn't even beat a shadow, then even if he could escape this time, how could he behave like this in the future?

"Ahh …"

Long Fei roared.

It roared like a madman.

Facing these presbyter of G.o.d's tribe s, and facing the ridicule from the disciples, he clenched his teeth until it cracked, tightly holding onto the chair with both of his hands and smas.h.i.+ng it heavily.

"Critical Hit!"

"Give me a critical strike!"

The descendant of G.o.d's tribe laughed: "Trash, I am a powerhouse of the G.o.d's holy state, who do you think you are, you can kill me?"

"You can't even fight for ten thousand years."

"Hahaha …"

While he was laughing maniacally.

After Long Fei struck down with such a heavy blow, his health was no longer able to endure. His chair crashed down.

"Hualala!"

This time, there were no English letters floating above the descendant of G.o.d's tribe's head.

Instead, a dazzling number appeared, "— 1!"