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Chapter 825 Crushed

 I just told him not to provoke him, and now he’s here to kill him.

and.

The ones who moved Qinglong Martial Arts Academy were the seniors from the Miscellaneous Service Department. It was not good to move anyone, but they were the ones to be moved?

Then it will touch Long Fei's angry god level even more.

Sun Tou and the others were not very skilled in cultivation, and their talents were not very good, but they were the first group of brothers Long Fei met when he came to the Divine Emperor Academy, and they brought him all kinds of information.

It can be said that Sun Datou and others helped Long Fei a lot and were an indispensable force.

Now that Sun Datou was beaten, Long Fei couldn't sit still for a moment.

"If you touch my brother's hand, I will cut off his hand." Long Fei rushed out angrily.

Chen Tianfei immediately said: "Boss, wait for me."

Sakura and Mandala also quickly chased after him.

Qiu Wandao stood up slowly and said, "It's time to go out for some exercise, otherwise the people at the Divine Emperor Academy would really think that we two old guys are dead."

The old man in green stood up and said, "Let's go!"



Qinglong Wuyuan is very high-profile.

Many other martial arts disciples were followed along the way, and they all wanted to see how Long Fei was crushed by his senior fellows from the Qinglong Martial Arts Academy.

They all came up with this disgusting idea.

Why?

How could a handyman disciple steal their goddess? Why?

They are not convinced!

The four of them, Daofeng, Han Xueji, Wang Qingshan, and Zheng Qingsong, who originally left the Miscellaneous Services Department immediately, returned to the Miscellaneous Services Department. When they saw that Long Fei was not there, they secretly felt sad.

"explain!"

"Where did that piece of shit go?" A young man in his early twenties grabbed Sun Datou's hair, pulled him up from the ground, and smashed him hard on the ground.

"boom!"

Sun Datou's nose was broken and blood burst out, saying: "I don't know!"

In the courtyard.

All the dozen or so disciples from the Miscellaneous Department were beaten to the ground, with expressions of pain on their faces.

Dao Feng, who had just arrived, came out and said: "Senior brother, they are just handyman disciples, why should you make things difficult for them?"

The corner of the man's eyes turned cold.

"Whoosh!"

He moved almost instantly and landed in front of Dao Feng. With a cold smile, he said with a smile: "They are handyman disciples, aren't you?"

Before he finished speaking, the aura on his body suddenly changed drastically.

"boom!"

A powerful force burst out from his palm and struck Blade's chest.

Wang Qingshan shouted, "Brother, be careful."

Blade's eyes darkened, and he moved his hands, unsheathing his swords and protecting them on his chest.

"boom!"

The force was so strong that even if he protected his chest, he could not withstand the powerful impact. The blade was directly knocked out and landed ten meters away.

He pushed his back legs up against the wall of the courtyard to slightly stabilize his body.

"Well?"

The disciple of the Qinglong Martial Arts Academy seemed to be insulted and said, "A piece of trash like you can actually block my palm, let's see what other moves you have."

"Swish, swish, swish..."

The hands become claws.

"Roar, roar, roar" several low dragon roars sounded in the void, like the roar of a green dragon, but it was far inferior to the momentum of the bursts of dragon roars.

after all.

What he practiced was only the Green Dragon Claw, which was a kind of skill.

"Blue Dragon Claw!"

"Oh no!"

"Brother, run away quickly."

Wang Qingshan's face was anxious. At this time, he didn't care so much. He suddenly pulled out the sword in his hand, surprisingly quickly, "Shua..."

A sword strikes.

only……

At this moment, another disciple of Qinglong Martial Arts Academy moved and said, "You like to play, right? I'll accompany you!"

"Whoosh!"

The sword in his hand was also suddenly unsheathed. The speed of drawing the sword was no slower than Wang Qingshan's, or even faster. Moreover, the long sword in his hand instantly released powerful sword energy, blocking Wang Qingshan.

"ah……"

Zheng Qingsong roared and formed a formation quickly.

"too slow!"

"Get down!" A formation master from the Qinglong Martial Academy formed a formation with one hand. Before Zheng Qingsong could release the power of the formation, he opened his hand and shot out a formation power from his palm.

The powerful force directly knocked Zheng Qingsong to the ground.

Han Xueji followed closely.

Her speed increased to the limit and she attacked.

"Is this the speed?"

"lame!"

Another disciple of the Qinglong Martial Arts Academy disappeared and landed in front of Han Xueji like a phantom. Before she could take action, he punched out.

"Buzz!"

The fierce energy erupting from the fist forms an air shield, and the air shield is like substance.

Han Xueji's speed was so fast that she had no time to change direction or stop, and she collided head-on.

"boom!"

With a flick of his body, he was knocked away and his face turned extremely pale.

By the way, Blade!

With both blades moving, he watched the disciple rush forward. The pressure of the Azure Dragon Claw crushed his heart, and he instantly raised his cultivation level to its peak.

"ah……"

With a move of the two knives, the figure shuttled out.

"too slow!"

"Trash is trash!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the green dragon claw grabbed the void, "Bang!"

A dull sound.

"Clang!"

A scimitar fell down.

"Roar!"

Another claw came down and grabbed Blade's other arm fiercely.

"Clang!"

Another scimitar also fell down, followed by a loud roar, and a dragon claw phantom appeared in the void and turned fiercely towards the blade's head.

Crush him out of mid-air.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the blade's entire body hit the ground heavily. The ground cracked, and the entire handyman department was shaking. The blade spurted a mouthful of blood in the deep pit, and his face was as pale as death.

All this happens in just one second.

Mad Dragon Team, four people!

Killed instantly.

Completely powerless to resist.

What's more important is that these people are only third-level disciples of Qinglong Martial Academy, and their strength surpasses the four of them.

The disciples who were watching all looked horrified.

"too strong!"

"It's too powerful."

"Qinglong Martial Arts Academy is indeed the number one martial arts academy in the Divine Emperor Academy. It is incredibly powerful."

"They are only third-level disciples. If they are second-level and first-level disciples, how strong are they?"

“Unthinkable!”



at this time.

A disciple of the Qinglong Martial Arts Academy who did not take any action slowly walked up and said coldly and contemptuously, "Crazy Dragon Team? That's right..."

"waste!"

Later.

The man walked up to Dao Feng, looked at Dao Feng with contempt and said, "Tell Long Fei to stay away from Teacher Oya, otherwise, I will make him regret coming to this world."

His face was filled with contempt.

Don't take these people seriously at all.

and.

He also has such qualifications because he is a disciple of Qinglong Martial Arts Academy and the strongest being in the Divine Emperor Academy.

Finished.

The man glanced around and sneered, "Vulnerable."

"Go back to the martial arts academy!"

The man said softly and prepared to leave.

It was at this time.

Zheng Qingsong suddenly stood up and asked, "Do you dare to leave your name?"

Everyone was shocked, is this person crazy?

Haven't you been beaten enough?

——

Chapter VII,


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