A 30% reduction in strength was not normal.

However …

If it could only be used in a specific area, then the value of this item would not be as good as what Long Fei imagined.

The Azure Dragon Sacred Ancestral's words lit up Long Fei's eyes.

If he could take this out, he wouldn't have to worry too much even if he met Zhou Yuan.

Long Fei immediately asked: "What is it?"

The Azure Dragon Ancestor calmly said, "I need some special materials. These materials should be inside this mountain. You can go in first. If I see them, I'll tell you."

"Alright!" Long Fei promised as he quickened his pace to enter the Black Wind Holy Mountain.

… ….

"What did you say?"

"Your leader was actually beheaded with a single punch?"

Black Wind Stronghold, Wan Xiong Hall.

Seated on the high seat was an extremely tall and st.u.r.dy man clad in beast skin. There were many scars on his body, and his firm muscles looked as if they were about to pop out one by one.

With a glare of his thick eyebrows, the few black-armored Warrior s that had returned immediately knelt on the ground and began to tremble.

Black Wind Stronghold Chief, Chen Wanxiong!

At the fourth level of the Emperor's Realm, he was different from the other martial artists. From beginning to end, he had always been cultivating his strength, and his body was like a reservoir of energy.

The burst of pure physical strength was unusually brutal.

Chen Wanxiong looked unhappy, and asked: "Who is it?"

"Lisa?"

"Just a mere Turkish, their old Chief is already locked up by us, do you still dare to resist?"

A black armored Warrior said immediately, "It's not a group of aboriginals, but an outsider."

"An outsider?"

"A meddling disciple of the fatry sect?" The expression in Chen Wanxiong's eyes changed slightly as there was a hint of fear for the fatry sect. After all, the fatry sect was the strongest sect in the vicinity.

Moreover.

Within the jurisdiction of the fatry sect, as long as anyone made a request, they would set a mission for the disciples to complete.

fatry sect had a very good reputation in this generation.

The black armored disciple said, "I don't know about that, but that brat said that he doesn't care about the elders of the fatry sect at all."

"Oh?"

Chen Wanxiong was slightly shocked, "There is only one possibility that dares to say such words, he is not someone from the fatry sect, as long as he is not a disciple of the fatry sect, then everything will be fine."

"Regardless of who he is, for him to dare to ruin my plans, let's see how he will deal with me then..."

Not waiting for him to finish.

A disciple rushed in frantically and said, "Stronghold Chief, Stronghold Chief, something bad has happened! Something bad has happened! That person is charging in!"

"What is it?" What is it? Chen Wanxiong shouted loudly.

That disciple said, "There is a young man that has been killing his way up here. He's about to slaughter his way into the stronghold."

Chen Wanxiong's eyes turned sinister, his eyes unleashed a strong killing intent, "Take my blade!"

The two black armored Warrior s walked to the side of the Main Hall. The two of them used all their strength to lift the huge Mountain Spliting Knief, and with each step they took, a deep footprint appeared on their feet.

These two black-armored Warrior s were also G.o.d's elephant state s, and their strength had reached one hundred thousand kilograms, but … Even so, they still felt that it was extremely difficult.

"Humph!"

"You dare to behave so atrociously in my territory? I'd like to see how many heads you have." Chen Wanxiong moved his right hand, easily lifting the Mountain Spliting Knief up.

The incomparably heavy Mountain Spliting Knief in his hands felt light as if there was nothing there, and he let out a heavy shout, "Little ones, follow me and kill our way out."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Chen Wanxiong jumped down the steps, and the instant he landed, the ground shook slightly.

The bandits quickly followed him.

… ….

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to player 'Long Fei' for killing 'Black Wind Stronghold's Little Luo' for obtaining 1200 experience, 120 true spiritual value, and 1 Universal Value!"

Poor amount of experience.

The only thing that was of use was Universal Value.

However …

Long Fei did not show mercy just because he had less experience. These bandits committed countless evil deeds, and each of them could be said to be unforgivable.

One of them went up and killed him in an instant.

The system beep continued to ring.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

… ….

These small fries would basically fall if Long Fei's heavy sword touched them.

It was simply impossible for them to endure the sword intent of Long Fei's heavy sword.

"Azure Dragon, do you have any materials you need?" Long Fei asked.

The Azure Dragon Ancestor shook his head and said, "I haven't found it yet."

Long Fei did not ask anymore questions and continued to attack.

"Rumble!"

See you suddenly.

A sound of explosion came from afar, followed by an imposing Blade Qi, it came crus.h.i.+ng down along, bringing with it the pressure of the Emperor Strongman, a fierce gale swept out.

The trees around him swayed.

"Buzz!"

The sound of a blade could be heard.

Next.

The blade tore through the air, and an incomparably thick energy rushed straight towards Long Fei's chest.

Before the person appeared, the blade had already arrived.

Strength followed.

Long Fei lowered the center of his brows and the heavy sword moved, blocking right in front of his chest.

When the power clashed with the heavy sword, it immediately produced an explosive sound. Long Fei retreated backwards in a hurry, the center of his right hand becoming slightly numb.

Not waiting for him to stabilize himself.

The heavy sword attacked.

When the Mountain Spliting Knief stabbed onto the heavy sword, the heavy sword was immediately pushed down on Long Fei's chest.

"Bam!"

With one foot pressing on the rock, Long Fei's body sank, barely managing to hold the Mountain Spliting Knief back.

"Whoos.h.!.+"

The Mountain Spliting Knief moved, and directly flew out.

Chen Wanxiong flew out of the forest, one hand holding onto the flying Mountain Spliting Knief, and glanced at the pale Long Fei, coldly snorting: What kind of expert am I, to think I am just a waste of G.o.d's elephant state!

"Someone you can't afford to offend?"

"Hahaha …"

"How funny!"

"Brat, I, Chen Wanxiong, am someone you cannot afford to offend!" Chen Wanxiong said heavily, he did not place Long Fei in his eyes at all, he did not even need to look at a G.o.d's elephant state warrior, "Kneel down and apologize to me, I will give you a complete corpse."

The surrounding Black Wind Stronghold disciples also caught up. Seeing Long Fei's appearance, they all couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The corner of Long Fei's mouth hooked up as he said indifferently, "Where is your Archmage?"

Chen Wanxiong's triangular eyes slightly sunk, and said coldly: "You actually know of Archmage? "Looks like those Turkish people told you everything."

"Then forget it!"

"There's no need for you to kneel and kowtow, just go to h.e.l.l!"

As soon as the word 'dead' fell.

The Mountain Splitting Blade in Chen Wanxiong's hand moved, and the blade image became ten thousand times heavier as it struck towards Long Fei while blotting out the sky.

Long Fei smiled faintly.

He flipped again and said: "Dragon Sword!"

"Buzz!"

The ear-piercing sound of the sword echoed out as it flew through the air.

In an instant.

The sword intent was like an illusion. One after another, the bandits from Black Wind Stronghold fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, over a hundred of his minions were killed.

Finally.

The Zhenshoulong sword landed in front of Chen Wanxiong, and pointed at his forehead. Chen Wanxiong also suddenly stopped, his body secretly shaking, and his eyes revealed fear. Long Fei said indifferently, "Can you tell me where the Archmage is now?"