Black Crow immediately laughed, "Hahaha... How dare a mere trash show off to me as a Black Crow warrior? You are seeking death!"

If this knife cuts down, even if the average warrior in the Qi Refining realm doesn't die from pain, half of his life will be gone.

So what if Long Fei kills a Black Crow warrior?

He only has half a life left now.

The successful Black Crow warrior showed a ferocious smile, "Boy, with your level of cultivation, you still dare to show off? Humph, you are too weak."

"Now……"

"Go to hell!"

As soon as the words fell.

The black crow warrior took action again.

But at this moment.

Long Fei curled up his lips, showed a faint smile, and said, "Oh? Really?"

"I can't show off?"

"Then...you can pretend?"

As he spoke, the wound on Long Fei's back healed visibly with the naked eye. In just two seconds, the knife wound on his back healed completely, without even a scar.

It was as if the stab wound never happened.

This is crazy...

Extremely perverted!

"This this,,,"

"Impossible, impossible..."

"You were obviously seriously injured. On your back, on your back..." The Black Crow warrior was stunned. The wounds on his back could be said to have healed.

Is there such a thing in the world?

Absolutely impossible.

Even the best elixir cannot do this.

People around were also shocked.

Black Crow stared at Long Fei with ferocious eyes, and said secretly: "What kind of skill is this? Or does this person have some powerful spiritual treasure?"

"definitely is!"

"There is definitely a spiritual treasure!"

Suddenly.

The black crow shouted solemnly: "Kill!"
Chapter completed!