Die!”
Right at the moment, Long Yu heard a loud shout, which was filled with killing intent and ruthlessness like that of a viper!
Tan Yue!
Earlier, Tan Yue was defeated by Long Yu, and in that fight, he had not received any serious injuries, but now, his body was covered in blood with numerous wounds caused by the formidable twisting storm of that Han Jian’s sword attack, and considering the weakened state of Long Yu, she actually planned a sneak attack!
Clad in a red dress and a silver dagger in her hand, Tan Yue instantly came right behind Long Yu!
“You are courting death.”
A quick instinct flashed in the mind of Long Yu, as the activation of the ‘Nine hidden Dragons mark’ had yet not retreated. It had increased the speed of Long Yu. Instantly, he moved his footsteps using the tyrannical strength with a speed faster than before, and evaded the silver dagger’s sneak attack.
Then immediately, he turned and gave a heavy kick right on Tan Yue’s thigh!
“What!”
Tan Yue fell down on the ground and began to scream in pain. The kick had the strength of 18000 Jin and seriously injured her by instantly breaking her thigh bone. Now, she was not even able to crawl on the ground and was screaming incessantly.
“Deactivate!”
After kicking Tan Yue, he immediately deactivated the ‘Nine hidden Dragons mark’. His body meridians had started to ache due to the crazy circulation of energy, and if he had continued like this, then it would have hurt his body.
Long Yu stood firmly, and after his brief battle with those two, he had become an extraordinary figure in everybody’s eyes.
He single-handedly trampled Tan Yue along with her battle weapon and broke her thigh bone, and defeated Han Jian, who was at Wudao fifth layer, and broke his arm. Although, he received injuries while facing the twisting storm, but it just made him even more terrible in everybody’s eyes because he just stood there firmly, as if, he was not feeling the pain at all, which was simply insane!
This guy was crazy.
In the field, at this moment, many of the outdoor disciples of the Zhentian Sect thought that if they were in place of Long Yu then they would never have dared to face Han Jian’s twisting storm attack head-on like Long Yu did just now.
Long Yu quietly felt his body, and noticed that it had a total of more than twenty large and small wounds, mostly injured by the blast of Han Jian’s double-edged sword, in addition to yesterday’s shattered fist bone. No one knew how much pain he was enduring right now.
However, these injuries were painful, but he did not consider them as heavy injuries, because he had received worse injuries in his previous life compared to these.
“Take me to Feng Yang, the governor of outer disciples.”
Long Yu adjusted his breathing then casually selected a nearby black-faced short disciple.
“Go, go, go to Feng Yang?”