Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

Accompanying the sound of a heavy collision, Lei Ta's iron fist that was filled with fifty percent of Power, smashed onto Long Bufan's chest armor without any suspense.    

It had to be said that the strength of the Eight-winged Dragon Blood Demon King was indeed ferocious. Under this punch, a terrifying wave of Power instantly poured in, but the many scales on the armor immediately began to wiggle, and the Dark Light quickly dissolved the external force that was eroding in and out.    

As for Long Bufan himself, other than leaving a fist on the surface of his chest armor, he had only been pushed back two steps, and was almost completely unharmed. The fist was also currently being repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, he had recovered to his original state without leaving any traces.    

"This ?"    

Seeing this scene, Lei Ta and the surrounding Six Winged Warriors could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. They looked at Long Bufan who was perfectly fine and their faces revealed expressions of shock!    

He was well aware of his own fifty percent Power. In a battle of strength and cultivation, if an eight-winged expert was struck in the face of such a direct attack, even if they could not inflict serious damage on their body, they would still be in extreme pain.    

But now, Long Bufan had actually only taken two steps back. Furthermore, his expression was calm, as if he didn't feel anything.    

Of course, this was not to say that Long Bufan's body was strong, but rather, the fact that the defensive power of the Battle Spirit Armor was so astonishing that it could actually defend against fifty percent of his strength was simply unimaginable!    

"The defensive power is not bad."    

Long Bufan grinned and nodded his head in satisfaction, but he did not let Lei Ta continue to beat him up like that. Although his body was not injured at all by the last strike, the shock that came from the Power made the blood in his body boil in an instant. It was as if he had gulped down a large cup of strong alcohol, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.    

After experiencing the degree of defense of the Battle Spirit Armor, at this time, from the corner of his eyes, Long Bufan also noticed that at the bottom of the large metal box, there was also a pike s. Its body was long and slender, about eight feet.    

As he shifted his gaze, he saw a faintly discernable scarlet beast pattern on the surface of the sharp spearhead. It faintly emitted a vicious and bloodthirsty aura.    

Good spear!    

Just this aura alone was enough to make Long Bufan exclaim in admiration.    

"Come here."    

Long Bufan reached out his hand, and as the dark true energy surged, the black lance in the metal box was suddenly sucked over. Immediately after, he closed his fingers, and directly held the pike in his hand, causing him to feel a chill. At the same time, an extremely violent killing intent of the spear strangely followed the palm and drilled into the body, straight to the head.    

"Hmm?" The sudden scene caused Long Bufan's heart to tremble. His gaze turned cold as he used the ancient array of yin and yang to release a wave of decomposition power, directly suppressing the tyrannical power of the spear.    

"What a strong killing intent!"    

Long Bufan was secretly shocked, thinking that the previous master of the pike must have dominated the battlefield and killed many Enemy, which was why the pike was able to condense its killing intent and turn it into a sinister weapon. If the normal Fighter did not have a strong mind, after the killing intent corroded his mind, he would have definitely lost his self-awareness, and would only have the heart to kill.