Metropolitan Super Deity

Ling Fei's arrogance completely ignited everyone's blood.

"What a young talent who looks down upon the crowd, if that's the case, then we, Xishu Jianmen, come to learn your skills!"

"My Hundred Beast Sect, I also want to compete with your Excellency."

"Tai Chi Sect is willing to participate in the war, help Shao Wu, and take down the traitor!"

"Longtengmen join the war."

"The Tiger Howling Mountain Sect joins the war!"

"Nanling Lin Zong joins the war!"

"Playing Water Sect joins the war!"

"Wuyimen join the war!"

"Join the battle at Jiulong Mountain!"

In the blink of an eye, dozens of sects, close to hundreds of masters, all announced their participation in the war and surrounded Ling Fei.

Among these people, there are many cultivators of alchemy, and the number is quite large, at least one-third of the number. And the rest, the lowest are the monks in the late foundation stage.

Such a large number can easily create a first-class sect. Its powerful strength can make the earth tremble with a stomping in any corner of China.

Now, they are all united, just to target Ling Fei alone.

Ling Fei held his back with his hands, his eyes drooping, like an old monk entering concentration, no expression could be seen on his face.

He has been in the cultivation world for decades, what kind of scene has he not seen? Those who destroy the door and move out at every turn are hordes of Nascent Soul cultivators, cultivators of transforming gods! Even sometimes, the ancestors of the Mahayana period will be summoned!

These people, in that kind of scene, are completely scumbags who can't even look at them!

Ling Fei can still live in such a world, and has reached the level of transforming gods! Facing these people, it's like having a family, why are you afraid of it?

"Do you come one by one, or do you all come together?"

Ling Fei said lightly, causing everyone to sneer.

"Boy, I know you have a bit of strength, but you don't need to be so rampant. In our eyes, you are the meat on a chopping board."

"What nonsense with him? Take him down and get the 100 billion first! Come on!"

I don't know who took the lead first, everyone, scrambling to besiege Ling Fei.

"kill!"

A monk in the foremost post-foundation stage, carrying a pair of sledgehammers in his hand, attacked Ling Fei's forehead.

Ling Fei didn't even look at it. He punched it together with the giant hammer.

With a bang, the iron dross, mixed with blood and minced meat, fell one after another, just like sprinkling flowers.

But this can't stop the people behind, and they will besiege.

Two people, three people, four more and more monks, all came to Ling Fei's face, Ling Fei fought from single fist, to double fist, and then to the whole body. His figure became faster and faster, and his attack became more and more fierce. .

"Quick! He's almost reaching the limit! Everyone is eager to blast him with tactics, and he must be finished."

Some monks with advanced cultivation levels immediately organized everyone to bomb them with tactics.

At the center, a few monks wrestling next to Ling Fei, their expressions changed slightly.

"Hey! We haven't quit yet!"

But these people, in the face of the 100 billion, have already been stunned, and no one can stop! What's more, wouldn't it be better if a few people were to divide the money?

Fa Jue attacked mercilessly.

"No!"

"Ah! Bastards, you must not die!"

Accompanied by a few screams, all the magic tricks were detonated. Energy of various colors flashed back and forth in the Wu's manor. The crackling sound could be clearly heard several kilometers away!

The shock wave of the magic formula explosion almost destroyed half of the manor, and the air wave blew away many people.

"Hehehe Qi Daoist Fellowship's sword art is much more exquisite."

"Where else, Mr. Yun's Heavenly Cracking Palm is the real mastery of the furnace. I am afraid that even a small hill was destroyed by that palm? This time, Mr. Yun has contributed to the killing of Ling Fei."

"The fellow daoists are serious. Just now everyone worked together to kill the kid, and the old man only exerted a modest force."

Having said that, Old Man Yun stroked his beard and chuckles, but the contentment in his eyes was hard to conceal.

Everyone, your words and my words are full of joy. After all, killing Ling Fei, this one hundred billion, is equivalent to having already obtained.

Wu Ziliang's face also showed a smug grin.

at last! The game he painstakingly set finally succeeded! Ling Fei, dead! Hahahaha deserve it! This is the end of the fight against him!

He put his gaze on Jiang Yingxue, trying to see despair and sadness from Jiang Yingxue's face. In that case, he might not be able to sleep happily tonight.

But what puzzled him was that Jiang Yingxue did not show too much expression.

Wu Ziliang couldn't help but wonder.

Strange, is it true that Jiang Yingxue's feelings for Ling Fei are fake? Otherwise, why would you wait for a while?

There was a sudden thump in Wu Ziliang's heart, and a bad idea came out of his mind.

He looked into the smoke, and in the dimness, he seemed to feel a depressing murderous aura.

This murderous look is so familiar and suffocating.

Wu Ziliang's face changed drastically, and he immediately shouted:

"Don't be careless! That kid is not dead!"

Everyone was stunned and didn't understand what he meant. Suddenly, thousands of flame bombs erupted from the smoke.

"Fire Array Dragon Flame Bomb!"

"No, fast."

These cultivators had just reacted, before they had time to show their infuriating resistance, they had been hit by countless flame bombs.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a blast that was even more violent than before, and it sounded again, with more powerful waves of air, and countless people couldn't open their eyes.

This explosion lasted for ten breaths!

When the last violent noise disappeared ~www.readwn.com~ everyone on the periphery couldn't help but open their eyes and looked towards the court. With just one glance, they trembled and their lips were trembling.

Those nearly a hundred masters were beaten dead by Ling Fei's wave of dragon flame bombs, and wounded. After a wave, more than half of the masters were wiped out, and the remaining half were also lingering and panting, with a look of fear. With Ling Fei.

Looking at Ling Fei again, he was in the midst of a golden bust giant, his eyes looked like dragon pupils, and his white clothes were all dyed in golden color, looking like a **** descending from the earth.

No, it's the God of War!

Because the gods can't catch up with the war intent on him, this murderous intent, this intent to look at the world!

Everyone fell into despair, even among those who were lingering and panting, there was actually someone who was so scared that they could not help but throw away the weapon in their hands, their legs were soft, and they collapsed to the ground. They were completely frightened by Ling Fei's momentum. Give up resistance!

"Oh my god. What's this joke? How can this be played?"