Chapter 887 Lie down!

If he failed to act tough, he would be exposed.

Ouyang Jian became angry from the embarra.s.sment and humiliated Long Fei instead.

The key point was …

Ao Ya was still protecting Long Fei, causing the hatred in his heart to burn crazily. He had also lost patience with Ao Ya.

How could he endure this?

The sword in Ouyang Jian's hand pointed at Long Fei's face, and said: "Trash, with just you alone, what qualifications do you have to fight with me over a woman?"

"What right do you have to fight with me?"

"In my eyes, you are just an ant. As long as I use a little strength, I can crush you to death."

Ouyang Jian said in disdain.

The son of the green dragon matrial hall's Princ.i.p.al had extraordinary talent. He was the strongest sword arts powerhouse of the young generation in the G.o.d emperor academy and was covered in countless halos of light. It could be said that Ouyang Jian was an extremely rich second generation.

One had to have status, status, ident.i.ty, money, looks and so on.

Nothing could be compared with ordinary people.

However …

Long Fei was not an ordinary person.

Long Fei gave the 'revenge' in his hands to Ao Ya and walked forward.

Ao Ya pulled his hand, gently shook her head, and said: "Long Fei, don't go. You are not his opponent."

The strike just now made her realize that Ouyang Jian was much more powerful than she had imagined.

Ouyang Jian hid his true strength, this kind of person was extremely dangerous.

Long Fei lightly patted her hands, and said: "He's strong, but I, your man, am stronger."

Seeing the duo, the hatred in Ouyang Jian's heart grew even more intense. He said with a cold smile: "Your current cultivation is at the eighth stage of the virtual Immortals, so I'll suppress my cultivation to the eighth stage of the virtual Immortals. I'll let you know what's the difference in cultivation levels is."

Long Fei smiled faintly, and said: "You don't need to suppress your cultivation, if you want to step on it, then I'll step on your peak strength.

"Humph!"

"Long Fei, it's enough to deal with a trash of the eighth stage virtual Immortals."

Ouyang Jian had suppressed his cultivation to the eighth stage of the virtual Immortals, and the aura on his body also disappeared. To him, the eighth stage of the virtual Immortals was more than enough to crush Long Fei.

Long Fei laughed: "Up to you!"

As soon as he finished.

Long Fei turned to look at Ao Ya, and said slightly: "Look carefully."

"Boom!"

His demon sword had already been broken and he had not taken out his mutated Emperor Armament suit. This suit was used when he was partic.i.p.ating in the academy compet.i.tion.

Not yet!

The dragon salyer in his hands used a blade in place of a sword as he fell.

Ao Ya's forehead was locked tight, her eyes staring straight at Long Fei without blinking.

Long Fei moved, his body started to sway frantically, his figure became like a mirage, the substance could not be seen clearly, Long Fei shouted, "Insight into Sword Method."

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the sword intent of the infinite sword on his body burned crazily.

"Break!"

The dragon salyer moved, Long Fei's body suddenly shot out.

Ouyang Jian's cultivation was not just for show. Seeing Long Fei quickly rush in, he laughed coldly: "Insight into Sword Method? Hmph, do you really think it's some sort of high-level sword technique? "It's actually just a trash sword technique."

"Blue Dragon Sword Art!"

"Azure Dragon Flipping Heaven!"

His longsword struck out.

"Black Dragon, cripple him for me."

Black Dragon Ancestor grinned: "That's exactly what I wanted to say!"

The moment the weapon touched, without waiting for Ouyang Jian to put away his sword, the illusion of the Black Dragon Ancestor inside the dragon salyer suddenly roared and rushed out, "Roar!"

The strong Dragon Ancestral Shadow scared Ouyang Jian to the point that his face turned white, and he thrusted out his second sword attack.

"Look carefully!"

Long Fei warned again, the power on the third sword strike suddenly burst forth, the sword strike descended and the Sword Qi directly slashed through Ouyang Jian's shoulder, "Explode!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Three sword strikes overlaid each other, unleas.h.i.+ng explosive power.

The power of the third sword strike forced Ouyang Jian to retreat, the sword in his hand dropped, and fresh blood surged out of his chest.

"Bam!"

Unable to hold on any longer, he fell to the ground, in an extremely sorry state.

The entire college of war Martial arts was shocked, all of them looked at Long Fei with their jaws dropped, their eyes filled with wors.h.i.+p.

Ao Ya's eyes were also filled with wors.h.i.+p.

Last time when he was defeated, perhaps it was because he was not careful, then this time Ouyang Jian was definitely not careless, his cultivation was at the eighth stage of the virtual Immortals, and in front of Long Fei, he did not have any chance to retaliate!

Too strong.

Abnormal strength!

Long Fei turned around and smiled at Ao Ya. "Your man is handsome, right?"

Oya could not help but reply, "Handsome!"

A sentence from the heart.

The surrounding disciples of the college of war Martial arts exclaimed. They had already forgotten that Long Fei had crushed them, and had forgotten that Long Fei had come here to avenge them.

This was the world.

powerhouse was respected.

As long as you are strong enough, others will treat you like a G.o.d.

Long Fei defeated Ouyang Jian in three strikes, and it was a completely overwhelming defeat, to the point of being ridiculously strong!

"No way, no way, I'm going to fall in love with him too." The eyes of a young lady whose face was filled with infatuation shone, her face flushed red, as though she wanted to rush forward to hug Long Fei.

"This, this, this, is this a service disciple?" "He's simply a genius, a demon-level genius."

"The Insight into Sword Method that the Teacher Oya had cultivated for so many years was still incomplete, he had directly destroyed Ouyang Jian with three sword strikes."

"At first, I thought he was very arrogant, but now … I finally realized that he wasn't arrogant, but was actually strong. Only the powerhouse can be crazy about him. "

… ….

These disciples all began to wors.h.i.+p Long Fei.

Even the disciples who were optimistic about Ouyang Jian had started to admire him.

At this moment.

Ouyang Jian's aura suddenly rose, immediately returning to the level of a high-grade Blood Immortal, he extended his five fingers and sucked the long sword that fell to the ground.

And then …

Ouyang Jian's aura suddenly changed, "Long Fei, go and die!"

High-grade Blood Immortal cultivation base.

If it was just Long Fei's current strength alone, he would simply be no match for him.

The difference in realms was simply too great.

Moreover.

Long Fei never thought that Ouyang Jian would actually be able to climb up so quickly, and his speed was even more astonis.h.i.+ng.

The moment he sensed Ouyang Jian's Qi, Long Fei's eyes turned sinister, his heart becoming overwhelmed with shock.

"Long Fei, be careful!"

Oya shouted.

Ouyang Jian's speed was too fast, he unleashed all of his strength, wanting to kill Long Fei with a single slas.h.!.+

Too fast!

The distance was less than 10 meters, 1% of a second.

It was so fast that no one could react.

However …

Long Fei was not afraid in the slightest, the killing intent in his heart stirred, "Then let's see who kills who!"

The power in his heart exploded.

At this time, Long Fei threw caution to the wind, he suddenly turned his body, and pushed out his palm, "Big Day Tas.h.a.gata, Buddha palm technique!"

"Lie down!"

"Weng …"

A buddhist bell sound rang out, a gigantic golden palm imprint was released, directly striking Ouyang Jian who was rus.h.i.+ng over with a sword!