The Supreme Realm of Fighting Break

Chapter 4532 On Means

Jin Dongming's aura emanated and he glanced towards Long Biao.

"Let's take action together."

Jin Dongming shouted, and Long Biao nodded. With Shi Xiao and Yong Dong behind him, their overall combat power was not weak.

The leading man also exuded a powerful aura. The reason why he spoke so arrogantly was because he was an eighth-step warrior.

"You are just a bunch of scum. I don't want to waste my time with you. With your strength, get out of here as soon as possible. You can't deal with the Lord of Noon Palace."

The man looked at everyone with disdain, as if in his eyes, no one was worthy of his attention.

Long Biao frowned, flipped his hand and the long sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

"It's just the eighth step. I really give you face!"

Long Biao shouted angrily and took one step and one sword!
The sword energy rose up with a roar, and with it a terrifying gust of wind, it whistled towards the man!

Long Biao is a seventh-step cultivator. Logically speaking, his strength is inferior, but Long Biao is not as simple as he looks.

Although he was at the seventh step, Long Biao came from the Nine Heavens Divine Realm. He was trapped by the formation before, and he didn’t have the confidence in his heart, so he didn’t dare to fight for a long time.

But it’s different now. He was the one who brought the trouble upon himself, so he has to take action first no matter what, otherwise it would be hard to justify.

"Brother Jin Dongming, if I can't beat him later, you have to save me!"

Although Long Biao seemed tough, he turned around and whispered to Jin Dongming the moment he made his move.

"Watch out for the sword! I'm going to kill you today!"

As soon as Long Biao turned around, his face was full of anger again and he rushed out.

Several swords were slashed out. Although no one knew what fighting skills Long Biao was using, the sword energy that soared into the sky emitted an extremely sharp sword energy, which turned into nine sword energies and enveloped the man!

"What a disgrace! Blow it up!"

The man looked up at Long Biao's sword energy and raised his hand to point!
Rumble!
I saw five of the nine sword energies dissipate and explode, leaving only four still whistling down.

The man rushed out, light swirled in his palm, and a spear condensed in his hand.

A spear stabbed out violently, and only a roar from some unknown ferocious beast was heard. A phantom condensed and rushed out from the spear, and then collided with the four sword energies.

The man looked at several people around him, then made a gesture, and several beams of light whizzed towards Long Biao.

"You are using your numbers to bully the minority. Don't you dare to fight me in single combat?"

"Hmph, how come I don't know how you broke through to the seventh step? This is a battlefield of life and death, and any means are acceptable to kill the opponent." The man snorted coldly and looked at Long Biao sarcastically.

"Don't talk about martial ethics!"

"Stop talking nonsense and prepare to die!" the man shouted again.

The beams of light were like spotlights, and Long Biao had no way of avoiding them all. The moment he was covered by these beams, Long Biao felt his speed suddenly drop.

In the sky above where the crowd was surrounded, a formation mark suddenly appeared and slowly rotated. It was the power of this formation that restricted Long Biao.

After the phantom and the sword energy collided, both of them dissipated and collapsed with a loud bang.

At the same time, the man suddenly moved, and the spear in his hand was raised in the air. After the spear rotated around his body, a dragon roared as if it was real.

The dragon head followed the tip of the spear, and its body moved and roared towards Long Biao again.

At this time, Long Biao glanced at Zhong Gu and others. Jin Dongming crossed his arms and it seemed that no one was willing to help him, which made him grit his teeth.

"In terms of tactics, I, Long Biao, have never been afraid of anyone."

Long Biao could only roar angrily. Until now, he has followed Xiao Yan. Although he and Jin Dongming rushed to the front in many battles, the real battles were all resolved by Xiao Yan.

So Long Biao never took any serious action in the true sense.

At this moment, Long Biao raised his hand, and a magic drum appeared in the air.

"Bai Ze Demon-Locking Drum!"

Long Biao raised his hand and punched at the demon drum a hundred feet in front of him. A muffled sound rang out!
It was as if the demon drum had become the center of the world at this moment. The moment its sound rang out, the whole world was stirred up like waves, as could be seen by the naked eye.

The man near Long Biao was shocked, and the roaring dragon collapsed inch by inch under the waves of the demon drum's sound.

The several people who were maintaining the formation around them all screamed in pain, and blood was flowing out of their ears and eyes due to the shock.

"Do you still want to fight? I'll keep beating the drum to kill you!"

Long Biao's eyes were red, and although he seemed calm, it was obvious that the drum sound just now had consumed a lot of his energy.

The man saw that the formation in mid-air showed signs of collapse, so he stopped moving forward.

He was obviously shocked by the power of the drum. The sound of the drum just now made his soul and flesh feel shaken, giving him a strong sense of crisis.

"Are you scared? If you are, get out of here!"

Long Biao threatened, but the sweat on his forehead betrayed him.

"It must be very taxing for you to use this drum. Can it only be played once?" The man narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered at Long Biao.

"But you have a trump card, don't you think I don't have one? Get me out of here, you are not qualified enough!"

The man stepped back and an octagonal light mirror appeared in his hand. The man made several hand seals continuously, and a beam of light shot up into the sky from the octagonal light mirror in his hand!

At the same time, everyone around formed the same hand seal, then raised their hands with their palms facing the sky, and a larger octagonal light mirror appeared in the air!

The corners of the man's mouth slowly rose, his eyes became quite cold, and the immortal power in his body surged wildly.

"Hey, hey, hey, brother, listen to me!"

"Don't call me a brother, prepare to die!"

"There are few resources here, so why bother fighting to the death? And if you deal with me, you will regret it later."

Long Biao spoke hurriedly, but the man felt that Long Biao was talking nonsense and was deliberately saying nonsense to confuse people.

"The Infinite Eight-Sun Mirror!"

At this moment, both of them were offering up treasures that utilized immortal power.

Long Biao frowned when he saw this, and his eyes became serious at this moment.

"You said you don't believe me, but you want to fight to the death, right? Then I'll let you see the power of this drum!"

Long Biao felt the sense of crisis looming, but in the end he did not dare to be negligent. Before, he was just pretending to be struggling so as not to consume too much energy in the battle.

Because Long Biao discovered that in this place, the immortal power consumed after the battle would recover extremely slowly.

If you cannot recover in time from such an intense battle, then when you encounter the next battle, you will be unable to cope with it or even be unable to fight.

But the man's seriousness forced Long Biao to fight seriously, regardless of the huge consumption.

"Damn it! I shouldn't have run away if I had known! I ended up losing more than I gained."

(End of this chapter)