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Long Feiyu had already felt that after Long Feihao's strength was controlled by the phantom poison, it had risen by at least seventy percent!

This strength is no longer something that Long Feiyu can easily control, on the contrary, Long Feiyu is very likely to lose to Long Feihao.

Long Feiyu shouted at Long Chi: "Father, leave it to me to deal with it first, you keep an eye on the Poison Emperor, don't let him run away." "As the saying goes, tiger poison does not eat children, Long Feiyu knows that if he lets his father do it, it will definitely deepen his father's grief, rather than this, it is better to bear all this himself, anyway, there is no need for two people to deal with the ninth brother together!

Long Chi knew that he really couldn't do it, Long Feihao, the kid, he had put in the most effort and given the most expectations, and he was reluctant to let him be hurt at all. Long Chi nodded, agreed to Long Feiyu's suggestion, stepped forward a few feet, and stared at the Poison Emperor tightly, not letting the Poison Emperor take the opportunity to escape.

The Poison Emperor smiled and said, "What do you want me to do? Escape? I won't! Do you need to escape with the strength of this emperor? I still want to enjoy the good show of fratricide! Oh, what kind of love, what righteousness, if you really have love and righteousness, don't fight, just wipe your neck with a sword and commit suicide, wouldn't it be very good?" Long Feiyu was still reluctant to make a move on Long Feihao at this moment, running the cloud step to dodge, and said: "Poison Emperor, don't deceive people too much! Don't talk about it, when we are fools, we can't do it!" The Poison Emperor stood in the blue-black smoke, and said with a smile: "Okay, good, then the emperor will watch the play quietly, watch the play, watch the play." Long Feihao's Flame Tiger Sword once again missed, and the sword struck the ground with a loud sound.

The black mangs of the Flame Tiger Sword in Long Feihao's hand flashed, slashing towards Long Feiyu, but at this moment, Long Feiyu had no way to dodge, and the angle of the Flame Tiger Sword inadvertently reached an extremely mysterious angle, no matter Long Feiyu moved left, right, or retreated, he couldn't avoid the surging Fire Tiger Sword.

However, Long Feiyu was in a hurry and bumped into Long Feihao. But I didn't want to, after the body used the golden body state, this collision was full of force, and the sound of "bang" knocked Long Feihao's body away.

This collision made Long Feihao's dark eyes even more violent, and the black flames of the Flame Tiger Sword beat even more.

The Poison Emperor didn't think it was big enough, so he applauded on the spot: "Brotherhood, fratricide, I thought you were reluctant to do it just now, but now it seems that it is beyond my expectations, Gang Kuo, good fight!" Long Chi was eyebrows furrowed, and hurriedly reminded: "Feiyu, be merciful, don't kill your ninth brother!" Long Feiyu said: "Father, don't worry, I won't hurt the ninth brother!" In the blue-black smoke, the Poison Emperor smiled solemnly, looking like he had a chance to win.

The Overlord Sword in Long Feiyu's hand also trembled, but Long Feiyu had been suppressing the desire to fight in the Overlord Sword.

In Long Feihao's mouth, the four words slowly spit out: "Fierce, fire, whirlpool, vortex!" The Flame Tiger Sword in Long Feihao's hand reached Long Feiyu, and Long Feiyu actually had a feeling of being locked in an instant, as if he couldn't avoid the Flame Tiger Sword.

Long Feiyu secretly said in his heart: "No wonder Wu Fu almost couldn't dodge this sword on the ancient martial arts battle platform, it turned out that he was locked. "From the perspective of the quality of soul power, Long Feiyu's chaotic power can't bring significant suppression to Long Feihao's extreme fire attribute power.

However, Long Feihao was in a state of phantom poison, and Long Feiyu had to worry about whether he would hurt Long Feihao.

As soon as this long term disappears, Long Feiyu is already at a disadvantage.

Don't forget, Long Feihao's cultivation is only the second turn of the soul king, and Long Feiyu is just the ninth turn of the soul!

Long Feihao's body sped up rapidly, and the Fire Tiger Sword in Long Feihao's hand stabbed towards Long Feiyu, this sword, with wind dust and heaven and earth aura, formed a huge vortex at the tip of the sword.

Long Feiyu's sword eyebrows twitched.

His instincts told him that he couldn't dodge the sword. And if he had to bear this sword, his golden body would not be able to stop it at all, after all, the Flame Tiger Sword was a horcrux that had reached the emperor level, and how could Long Feiyu's golden body be able to resist it.

The Overlord Sword buzzed, Long Feiyu's sword eyebrows frowned, and in the end, the Overlord Sword still flashed with blood light, blocking the front!

The Overlord Sword is like a king in the world, releasing an incomparably powerful momentum.

Clang!

The Overlord Sword and the Flame Tiger Sword collided, emitting a light and brittle sword sound, but the whirlpool on the Flame Tiger Sword had disappeared without a trace the moment it collided with the Overlord Sword, and the aura of heaven and earth seemed to be prostrate in front of the Overlord Sword.

Long Feiyu waved his sword, and his body once again distanced himself from Long Feihao.

And the Overlord Sword is still buzzing!

Long Feiyu's sword eyebrows raised, he didn't expect the Overlord Sword's reaction to be so violent, and the battle intent kept coming towards the Overlord Sword.

Long Feiyu figured out what was going on in an instant, because Long Feihao was controlled by phantom poison and already had a tendency to enter the demon, and the Overlord Sword used to be the sword of demon slayer, and now that the Overlord Sword saw the demon again, it was naturally high-spirited!

Long Feiyu suddenly figured it out, and laughed: "Hahaha, ninth brother, I don't have any chance to fight with you on weekdays, so take advantage of this time, you and I have a good competition, and we will talk about it until now!" The Poison Emperor smiled and said, "It's over? I'll watch your brothers kill each other later, I'm really looking forward to it, Jie Ji!" Long Feiyu ignored the Poison Emperor at all, this time, Long Feiyu finally took the initiative to attack.

Long Feiyu shouted in a low voice: "Step on the clouds!" With a mysterious step, Long Feiyu's body quickly approached Long Feihao, and the overlord sword in his hand slashed towards Long Feihao with a blood-red light and a sky-high evil aura.

There's no skill, it's just a simple slash.

After all, Long Feiyu didn't think of hurting Long Feihao at all!

But what Long Feiyu didn't expect was that with this simple slash, the Overlord Sword released a powerful power.

Long Feihao seemed to be stunned for a moment, but bluntly put the Fire Tiger Sword across his chest, resisting the Overlord Sword, and at the moment when the Overlord Sword and the Fire Tiger Sword collided, with a clear sound of "ding", Long Feihao's eyes suddenly flashed a trace of sobriety.

Long Feihao hurriedly said: "Brother Feiyu, don't keep your hands, let's compare!" After saying this, Long Feihao's eyes turned pure pitch black again, and he couldn't see the brilliance in it at all.

Long Feiyu knew that Long Feihao was reminding himself not to worry too much!

The cloud step was running again, but Long Feiyu felt that his body was gradually empty, he had spent a lot of soul power chasing the Poison Emperor before, and now he was fighting with Fei Hao, and the soul power in his body was less than one-third.

However, at this time, Long Feihao's mouth slowly spit out two words: "Fire, crack!" The Poison Emperor smiled in the blue-black smoke, as if he was enjoying this scene very much.

But Long Chi's eyes were full of worry and ready to make a move, if Long Feiyu was defeated by Long Feihao, it would be time for him to make a move.

In the Flame Tiger Sword, the tiger roared, but there was a sense of contention, but in any case, the black flames on the Flame Tiger Sword became more and more vigorous, and the Flame Tiger Sword almost pulled out a black sword of seven zhang, and then, the Flame Tiger Sword slashed towards Long Feiyu.

Long Feiyu's sword eyebrows jumped, the threat of this sword to himself was extremely huge, if he was not careful, he might be burned by that wave of fire like Wu Fu!

It can be said that the power of this move, "Fire Crack", is more than twice as powerful as that of "Fire Vortex".

The speed of the Flame Tiger Sword was extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, and countless inky black fire waves fell with the Flame Tiger Sword, rushing towards Long Feiyu like a fierce tiger.

Long Feiyu couldn't care about the consumption of soul power at the moment, because Long Feihao's sword was too strong, and Long Feiyu had to treat it with all his might!

The power of chaos was violently output, and the overlord sword in his hand pulled out a blood-colored sword that was seven zhang long. Long Feiyu's golden body muscles bulged at this moment, and the right hand holding the Overlord Sword was even more exposed, slashing towards the fierce tiger-like black fire wave!

With a sword slash, the momentum of the ink-black fire wave slowed down, but it was only a slowdown, and in the blink of an eye, the ink-black fire wave rushed towards Long Feiyu like a tiger with teeth and claws.

Long Feiyu's starry eyes flickered, "Huh!" Another sword was slashed out, and this sword was half a point stronger than the sword just now.

Whoa!

Qizhang's blood-colored sword light collided with the pitch-black fire wave, making a piercing and unpleasant grinding sound.

This time, the pitch-black fire wave was weakened a lot, and the momentum was not as arrogant as just now.

The corners of Long Feiyu's mouth were raised, revealing a hint of a smile, and the overlord sword in his hand continued to slash towards the pitch-black fire wave with an incomparably domineering aura.

Wow!

Seven swords slashed out in a row, and the pitch-black fire wave had disappeared completely!

Speaking of time, in fact, Long Feiyu's golden body state, speed and strength have been greatly improved, and swinging the seven swords is just a blink of an eye.

The Poison Emperor smiled in the blue-black smoke: "I can't think of it, Truly, your kid's strength is good!" "This kid" is referring to Long Feiyu again this time.

Long Feiyu snorted coldly, and Long Feihao was blocked by the Overlord Sword with another sword, and he was already a little furious.

"Roar, kill!" Long Feihao shouted in a low voice.

The Poison Emperor laughed arrogantly and said, "Look, it's a good show, hmm, kill me!" Long Feiyu is it, don't be so sensible, crazy!" The Poison Emperor's hands were raised, and he shouted: "The power of the Demon Venerable, chaos!" Saying that, the Poison Emperor looked at Long Feiyu playfully and said, "Jie Jie, you two, just fall into the abyss of illusory poison together, and experience the power that the Demon Emperor brings you!" Long Feiyu's sword eyebrows raised, looked at the Poison Emperor and grinned: "I'm sorry, Poison Emperor, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you." The Poison Emperor's playful eyes suddenly changed: "How is it possible? Are you okay?"