Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 1118

Long Fei cannot reveal his identity for the time being, he still has to investigate the disappearance of Li Zhenni.

In this land, apart from these blood races, he couldn't think of anyone else who had the strength to wipe out a huge cargo ship.

However, this does not mean that anyone can challenge his dignity.

He didn't use mana, and planned to fight Luke in the blood clan's way.

The black spear in Luke's hand pointed directly at Long Fei, and shouted at him coldly, "Take out your weapon and fight me like a man!"

Long Fei snorted, "There's no need to use a weapon against you, one hand is enough."

"You have such a big breath!"

Luke was so angry that his eyes were about to burst into flames.

The wings behind him trembled, and a spear suddenly rolled out, stabbing at Long Fei's body.

The young people around him also felt that Long Fei was too arrogant, a low-level bastard with baron cultivation would dare to fight against the Silver Winged Marquis with bare hands.

Someone bet that Luke would kill Long Fei with one move.

Marcus' eyes had already swept to Lin Yingying's body, imagining the scene of killing Long Fei and taking Lin Yingying's possession.

Lin Yingying had a feeling in her heart, and when she looked at Marcus, she showed a trace of anger.

Long Fei's eyes were fixed on the black spear coming over, the wings behind him trembled, and he punched Luke fiercely.

He tried his best not to behave so against the sky, but the domineering fist rushed out, and a gust of wind was blown up in front of Luke, causing his hair to stand on end.

With a loud bang, Luke was sent flying by the force of the punch, and suddenly hit the ground.

"go to hell!"

As soon as he cursed, he didn't even touch Long Fei's body.

The spear in his hand was bent by the force of the fist, and Luke's skin was completely cracked, and he fell heavily to the ground.

Gravel splashed, and a big hole was smashed into the ground.

"how can that be?"

"Isn't this fist too violent?"

"My God, is this still the baron realm?"

The speed was so fast that a group of people didn't even see how Long Fei made the move.

A group of people who lost the bet on Longfei were completely dumbfounded, their eyes nearly popped out.

Long Fei landed, slammed his foot on Luke's face, and snorted coldly, "Is that all you can do?"

Luke bared his two fangs and screamed, but the wings behind him were torn and he couldn't move, and blood was spilled all over the ground.

Compared with the pain on his body, the feeling of Long Fei stepping on his face made him feel worse than death.

The face of the elders of the Karen family twitched, and they stared at Long Fei from the stands and cursed, "People from the East, the victory and defeat have already been decided, so don't push yourself too far!"

The other young people who had made friends with Luke also shouted and scolded, "Bastard, you half-blood descendant, how dare you step on the face of a pure-blood descendant?"

"Oriental, you really deserve to die!"

"Let Brother Luke go, or we will join forces to kill you!"

A group of people let go, feeling that Long Fei had insulted them.

Long Fei frowned coldly, glanced at a group of them and said, "Is it because I'm making progress? I have been provoked by you all the time since I came in. If it was me lying here, would you plead for me?"

"of course not!"

"You're a fart, do we know you well?"

"Why should we plead with you, we don't know you."

A group of people showed mocking expressions, and they didn't take Long Fei seriously.

Long Fei sneered, "That's right, if it were me, none of you would beg for mercy, so why should I bother with you now?"

He stepped hard on his feet and stomped down.

With a bang, a circle of light suddenly spread, shaking the ground into a deep pit of more than one meter.

"Grandpa, save me!"

Before Luke could finish his sentence, his whole body exploded into a blood mist like a tomato.

Everyone on the field was shocked, they didn't expect Long Fei to dare to kill someone.

Although life and death can be divided in the arena, everyone of the same generation usually holds hands to avoid irritating the other's family.

This person who looks up and sees down, will make a killing move as soon as he comes up.

Long Fei picked up Luke's bent spear from the ground, and with a shake of his hand, the spear returned to its original shape like a soft whip.

He specifically targeted Marcus, pointed the spear at him and cursed, "Marcus, I heard you are from the Dracula family. Come out and fight if you have the guts, don't hide behind and sneak around like a mouse."

"Oh, Satan, this kid dares to provoke Dracula's descendants!"

"This hybrid descendant is really crazy."

"He can kill Luke, does he think Dracula's descendants are so easy to kill?"

"He will definitely pay for his recklessness."

The field was boiling, and the younger generation stared at Marcus one after another.

Marcus looked calm and relaxed, but in his heart he wanted to tear Long Fei apart angrily.

He rushed out with wings behind him and jumped into the field.

The wings of one gold and one silver are unusually dazzling in the sun.

There was another scream on the field, "Duke Half Step?"

"He is so powerful?"

"It's no wonder that you are from the Dracula family!"

Long Fei was so provocative, how could Marcus not stand up.

His weapon was also a black spear, but it looked much better than Long Fei's.

The black mist is shrouded above, as if something came out of hell.

"Oriental, you are very kind, dare to provoke the Dracula family. I will let you know what regret is. You will die, and your woman will not become my woman..."

He coldly yelled at Long Fei, before he finished speaking, the spear in Long Fei's hand had already been thrown out.

With a whoosh, a black shadow streaked across the sky.

The speed of the spear is astonishing, as fast as a bolt of lightning.

Marcus didn't respond at all, and his entire body was pierced by the spear.

The huge force brought him into the air, and he was nailed to the stands of the arena with a bang.

The corners of Lin Yingying's mouth curled up, and she raised her index finger and shook it at Marcus.

Blood spurted from the corner of Marcus's mouth, and the spear was impaled on his heart, draining the life force from his body.

The people on the field were also terrified, and they thought that this oriental man was too fierce, so he did it without saying a word.

They thought that Marcus could beat Long Fei in seconds, but in the end it was Long Fei who killed him in seconds.

With his hands behind his back, Long Fei sneered, "But that's all, it's really vulnerable."

"Bastard, son of mixed blood, I will fight with you."

Marcus pulled out a bottle and slammed the red liquid inside into his mouth.

He grabbed the spear in his hand and pulled it out heavily.

The injured part of the body actually flashed a golden light, and it healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The crowd exclaimed, "Is this Duke's blood?"

"Impossible, it seems to belong to the prince?"

"The recovery ability of this blood is too strong, isn't it?"

The weakness of the blood race is in the heart, and everyone thought that Marcus would definitely die.

Who knew that a small bottle of blood could actually heal his wound, it was simply too miraculous.

Long Fei also knew that Marcus would not die so easily.

Anyway, it is also the famous Dracula family, so they have to have some killer skills.

Marcus's gold and silver wings trembled, and he jumped into the arena again, hissing at Long Fei, "Oriental, you have offended me!"

He had learned his lesson this time, and with a shake of his outstretched wings, he suddenly rolled up the spear in his hand and stabbed at Long Fei's body.

The huge force sent a gust of wind rushing forward.

A black bat dharma floated above his head. At his level, he could already use blood essence to move the dharma avatar.

He let out a roar, and the black bat Fasong jumped down on Longfei at the same time.

The blood youths around were caught by his power and held their breath nervously, thinking that Long Fei must be dead now.

　Chapter 3, I can't sleep, see you tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)