Ouyang Jian became angry from shame, humiliated Long Fei, and was humiliated by Long Fei.
The key is.
Oya also protected Long Fei, which made the hatred in his heart burn like crazy, and he also lost patience with Oya. His efforts over the years were not as good as a student.
How could he endure this?
The long sword in Ouyang Jian's hand pointed at Long Fei's face and said: "You are a piece of trash, you are worthy of snatching a woman from me, what qualifications do you have to compete with me?"
"Why do you argue with me?"
"In my eyes, you are just an ant. I can crush you to death with just a little force."
Ouyang Jian said disdainfully.
The son of the dean of the Qinglong Martial Arts Academy, Ouyang Jian is extremely talented and is the strongest swordsman among the younger generation of the Divine Emperor Academy. He has countless auras around him. It can be said that Ouyang Jian is a super rich second generation.
You need status, status, status, money, looks and fucking looks.
Nothing can be compared to ordinary people.
but.
Long Fei is no ordinary person.
Long Fei handed the 'Revenge' in his hand to Oya and immediately stepped forward.
Oya took his hand, shook his head slightly, and said: "Long Fei, don't go, you are no match for him."
The sword blow just now made her realize that Ouyang Jian was much more powerful than she thought.
Ouyang Jian hides his own strength. This kind of person is very dangerous.
Long Fei patted her hand gently and said: "He is stronger, your man and I are stronger."
Seeing the ambiguity between the two of them, the hatred in Ouyang Jian's heart became even more intense. He sneered and said: "Your current cultivation level is the eighth level of Xuxian. Then I will suppress my cultivation to the eighth level of Xuxian. I will
Let you know what the gap is."
Long Fei smiled faintly and said: "You don't need to suppress any cultivation level. If you want to step on it, just step on your peak strength. This is the most enjoyable way!"
"snort!"
"Long Fei, it's enough to deal with a waste like you, the eighth-level Void Immortal."
Ouyang Jian still suppressed his cultivation to the eighth level of Xuxian, and the aura on his body was also suppressed. For him, the eighth level of Xuxian was enough to crush Long Fei.
Long Fei smiled and said: "It's up to you!"
As soon as the words fell.
Long Fei turned around and looked at Oya, and said slightly: "See clearly."
"boom!"
His magic sword was broken, and he did not take out the mutated emperor's holy sword. This emperor's suit was used by him to participate in the academy competition.
Not needed yet!
As soon as the dragon-slaying knife in his hand dropped, he replaced the sword with the knife.
Oya frowned and stared at Long Fei without blinking.
As soon as Long Fei moved his steps, his body began to sway crazily. His figure was like an illusion and he couldn't see the essence clearly. Long Fei shouted, "Understand the sword technique."
"Buzz!"
At this moment, the sword intent of Wuji Kendo in his body burned crazily.
"break!"
As soon as the dragon-slaying knife moved, Long Fei's body suddenly rushed out.
Ouyang Jian's cultivation level was not just blown away. Seeing Long Fei's rapid dash, he said with a sneer: "Knowledge of swordsmanship? Humph, you really thought it was some kind of advanced swordsmanship? In fact, it's just a set of rubbish swordsmanship."
"Blue Dragon Sword Technique!"
"Qinglong turns the sky upside down!"
He struck forward with his long sword.
Ancestor Qinglong was extremely angry, "Black Dragon, cripple him."
The Black Dragon Ancestor grinned and said, "That's exactly what I meant!"
The moment the weapons touched, before Ouyang Jian could put away his long sword, the shadow of the black dragon ancestor in the dragon-slaying knife suddenly roared and rushed out, "Roar!"
The powerful phantom of Dragon Ancestor frightened Ouyang Jian so much that his face turned pale, and Long Fei had already thrust out his second sword.
"See clearly!"
Long Fei warned again, the power on the third sword suddenly burst out, and when the sword fell, the sword energy directly penetrated Ouyang Jian's shoulder, "Explosive kill!"
"Bang, bang, bang!"
The three swords are superimposed, and the power is explosive.
The power of the third sword directly knocked Ouyang Jian back, the sword in his hand fell down, and blood gushed out from his chest.
"boom!"
Unable to hold on, he fell to the ground, extremely embarrassed.
The entire Zhanwu Academy was shocked, and they all looked at Long Fei with their mouths agape, their eyes showing admiration, it was too strong.
Oya also had a look of admiration in her eyes.
The last time he was defeated might have been because he was careless, so this time Ouyang Jian was definitely not careless. With his eighth-grade Xuxian cultivation, there was absolutely no room for a backhand in front of Long Fei!
too strong.
Abnormally strong!
Long Fei turned around and looked at Oya, smiled slightly, and said, "You must be a handsome man."
Oya couldn't help but replied, "Handsome!"
A word from the heart.
The surrounding disciples of Zhanwu Academy all exclaimed. They had now forgotten about Long Fei crushing them, and they had forgotten that Long Fei came here to help Sun Tou and the others regain their position.
This world is like this.
The strong are respected.
As long as you are strong enough, others will respect you like a god.
Long Fei's three swords defeated Ouyang Jian, and it was a completely crushing defeat, ridiculously strong!
"No, no, I'm going to fall in love with him too." A girl with a face full of nymphomaniacs had her eyes shining brightly and her face was flushed, as if she wanted to rush up and hug Long Fei.
"This, this, this, this is a handyman disciple? He is simply a genius, a monster-like genius."
"Teacher Oya has not perfected his swordsmanship even after practicing for so many years. He just killed Ouyang Jian with three swords."
"At first I thought he was crazy, but now... I realized that he is not crazy, but strong. Only strong people can be crazy."
…
Those disciples worshiped Long Fei extremely in their hearts.
Even those disciples who were optimistic about Ouyang Jian began to worship Long Fei.
Just then.
The aura on Ouyang Jian's body suddenly surged, and he directly returned to the high-level blood immortal state. He used his five fingers to suck in the fallen sword.
immediately.
Ouyang Jian's aura suddenly changed drastically, "Long Fei, go to hell!"
The high-level realm of blood immortal.
If you rely solely on Long Fei's current strength, he is no match for him.
The gap in realm is too big.
and.
Long Fei didn't expect that Ouyang Jian could get up so quickly, and his speed was even more astonishing.
The moment he sensed Ouyang Jian's aura, Long Fei's eyes turned ferocious and his heart was horrified.
"Long Fei, be careful!"
Oya shouted.
Ouyang Jian's speed was so fast that he unleashed all his strength to kill Long Fei with one sword strike!
Too fast!
The distance is only ten meters and one hundredth of a second.
It's so fast that people can't react.
but.
Long Fei was not afraid at all, and the murderous intention in his heart flashed, "Then let's see who kills whom!"
The power in my heart exploded.
At this time, Long Fei also risked his life, turned his body suddenly, and pushed out with a palm, "Great Sun Tathagata Sutra, Tathagata Divine Palm!!"
"Lie down!"
"Buzz..."
A Buddhist bell rang, and a huge golden palm print was pushed out, directly banging the Ouyang Sword that rushed forward!