Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

0"Whoosh!" Long Bufan's leg lashed out fiercely like a whip, and in the end, Yang Feng still had some ability. As his vital energy and blood were tumbling, he even used his arm to block Long Bufan's leg.    0

    

However, when Long Bufan's leg landed on Yang Feng's arm, Yang Feng felt as if a thick iron rod had smashed into it, causing his arm to go numb, and he almost lost consciousness.    

    

Yang Feng was shocked, what kind of strange power was this!    

    

The sudden change in the speed of light had shocked all of the sect leaders present. The sword attack just now was not that simple! Those sect disciples who were just watching the show didn't see much of anything, but they were all experts of their realm, so they naturally caught the secret of that sword!    

    

How could this Long Bufan do this?    

    

Having been sent flying by this immense force, Yang Feng, who had just exhausted a bit of energy, had not even gotten one breath when he discovered that Long Bufan had instantly enlarged in his field of vision.    

    

Not good!    

    

"Seven Magical Steps!" Yang Feng took the Seven Illusionary Steps, his body completely going against the laws of physics, and forcibly moved horizontally, avoiding Long Bufan's fist. And while he was changing his direction in such a hurry, coupled with the surging blood and Qi from before, Yang Feng finally could not control the restless blood in his body, and blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.    

    

This made Yang Feng feel a deep sense of humiliation. However, now was not the time to seek revenge, Long Bufan was like a maggot on the bones, holding his sword and rushing forward once again!    

    

"I'll mince your sword!"    

    

Because he had exhausted all his previous mouthful of elemental energy, and had only raised his sword by half, Yang Feng did not have the time to display his sword techniques. He could only concentrate half of his elemental energy into the sword in his hands, and use his physical strength and the sharpness of the sword to defend against Long Bufan's attack.    

    

He had already predicted that after his sword slashed down, Long Bufan would definitely withdraw his sword, or the sword would be chopped into pieces.    

    

However, he did not expect Long Bufan to not retract his sword and allow the sword strike to strike the yuanjian!    

    

"Bam!"    

    

Following the clear sound, in the violent clash of elemental energy, the yuanjian was chopped into pieces!    

    

"Die!"    

    

Yang Feng didn't even have time to be shocked, he had already shouted out and punched the shattered pieces of the yuanjian.    

    

"Pfft!" Fragments were like a concealed weapon as they shot out in all directions!    

    

With a concealed weapon shooting out at such a close distance, even if Yang Feng had the Seven Illusionary Steps, he simply could not dodge in time!    

    

"AHH!"    

    

Yang Feng screamed miserably, and at the same time, his shoulder, lower abdomen, and thighs were struck by the pieces of the stone.    

    

Then, Long Bufan unceremoniously threw a kick at Yang Feng's chest.    

    

"Puchi!" Yang Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, a few of his ribs instantly broke, and his body flew out like a broken kite!    

    

"Stop!"    

    

The moment Long Bufan sent Yang Feng flying, Deacon Elder flew like a cheetah, the chair behind him was instantly smashed into pieces by the elemental energy.    

    

Deacon Elder rushed into the competition grounds like the wind and caught the injured Yang Feng in one go. He immediately took out a medicine bottle and applied it on him.    

    

After applying the good medicine, Deacon Elder looked up at Long Bufan with a gloomy face: "You brat, so young and yet so ruthless!"    

    

Deacon Elder used his spirit energy to say these words. Each word was like a steel ball falling to the ground, full of momentum.    

    

Facing the pressure of a profound door expert, Long Bufan's gaze focused, and secretly activated the Mysterious Devil Art to resist the pressure, he said expressionlessly: "If you say I am vicious, then what is not vicious? When Yang Feng just stabbed my brother, why didn't you say that Yang Feng was vicious? If we do not differentiate between right and wrong, then why are you still acting like a forsaken deacon referee!? "    

    

"Good!" You still dare to talk back!? " Deacon Elder suddenly took a step forward, his body releasing a burst of killing intent, causing people to feel as though he was a fierce beast that was about to swallow a person, and would pounce over at any time.    

    

Even if a normal person saw the fierce beast trapped in its cage within reach, they would still be forced by its imposing manner. Furthermore, Deacon Elder was on the stage able to launch an attack at anytime, but Long Bufan still did not reveal the slightest bit of fear.    

    

Although the strength of the Deacon Elder was several times stronger than him, but when Long Bufan saw that mysterious man with terrifying abilities in the Auction Pavilion, compared to that man, the Deacon Elder was nothing but an ant.    

    

Realizing that his imposing manner and killing intent was not able to suppress Long Bufan at all, Deacon Elder was a little angry.    

    

"You also said it before, right now, on the stage, Yang Feng did not admit defeat. He still has consciousness, which means the competition is still going on, so ?"    

    

As he spoke till here, Long Bufan's voice paused, and a cold light flashed within his eyes. His subtlety of consciousness, a scarlet blood light suddenly shot out from Yang Feng's chest, bringing with it a flower of blood.    

    

"AHH!"    

    

Yang Feng let out a terrifying howl, and after the blood light flew out, his face instantly turned deathly pale, his life force quickly disappearing, and his eyes filled with unwillingness.