"Let's see your power!"

…

People from the six major tribes started shouting.

He was very disdainful of Long Fei.

Not only because he is a human being, but also because he is a waste in the Jiangyuan realm. His cultivation level is not even close to that of a master, and he cannot convince the public at all.

"Brother Fei!"

Tan Dapao opened his suit again and rushed to the ring.

The three sisters did the same and rushed towards Long Fei quickly.

Long Fei's eyes darkened and he said softly: "Don't even come over here!"

The great elder curled his lips and sneered: "You're going to die if you come here. Do you think you can still get it? The King of Night Vale? Hahaha..."

"Since you are the king of Night Vale, let me see your power!"

"waste!"

boom!

The moment he finished speaking, the Great Elder's eyes became sharp, and the sword intent on his body was like a frenzy, and he said in a deep voice, "Thousand Feathers Shadowless Sword!"

"die!"

The phantom moved.

The sword shadow surrounding Long Fei suddenly shot towards Long Fei like a thousand feathers.

"Brother Fei!"

"Lord Night King!"

"Yaoh!"

For a moment, life hangs on a thread.

Even Night Demon behind Long Fei smiled coldly, "Dead!"

There is no one who can survive the Qianyu Shadowless Sword.

Long Fei is dead!

The people from the six major tribes all laughed, "Night King? Hahaha... He is about to become the King of Death!"

"How ridiculous!"

"It's ridiculous!"

Long Fei's eyes moved slightly, "Do you like to laugh?"

"Then let you laugh enough!"

The voice fell.

The moment Qianyu Shadowless Sword fell, Long Fei exploded suddenly, "Qinglong Battle Clothes, open it!!!"
Chapter completed!