The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

There was still silence in the audience, as if it had not been provoked by Long Ao at all, and there was no green forest spirit that had just started fighting in the past.

Long Ao didn't respond when he saw people, and the sarcasm on his face grew thicker.

"One dare not, two dare not, ten will always dare?"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone was stunned, and then they looked at each other, and there was a silent exchange in their eyes.

They are all famous and well-known masters, and the means for several people to deal with one person is not that they have not passed by. Besides, this Long Aoqiang is terrible. One person has no chance of winning, but a few people have a chance of winning together.

In just a moment, three people stood out from the queue.

The first person was General Wang Xiongdan under Du Fuwei's tent, the other was King Zhang Chengjin of Jindi, and the last person was King Xue Ju, King of Western Qin Dynasty.

Seeing the three of them leaping onto the high platform, Long Ao's mouth raised slightly, and he said, "It's still quite capable, I will leave you a whole body today."

"Who wins and who loses is still unknown, Long Ao, you are famous in Tongguan, but this king doesn't believe you have this ability."

As soon as the words fell, Xue Ju raised the long sword in his hand, and a knife shadow slashed towards Long Ao.

Seeing that the other party started with a condensed spiritual energy, Long Ao was not in a hurry. When the overwhelming domineering slashed towards him, it suddenly dissipated, making Xue Ju stunned.

Zhang Chengjin was not surprised when he saw it, his face sank, and a cyclone exploded under his feet, and a thin layer of spiritual energy instantly condensed on the spear in his hand, which was the power of stone cracking.

Long Ao raised his hand with one hand, and the tip of the sword hit the spear head, causing Zhang Chengjin's forward body to stop suddenly in the air.

An air current swayed between the sharp sword and the spear in an instant, and then it swept around, but to Long Ao's a little surprise, Zhang Chengjin didn't actually fly out because of this, but instead stabilized in midair. Own figure.

At this moment, a sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a huge shadow of a sword struck Long Ao's figure. It was Wang Xiongdan who did it.

Seeing that the other party started with such a powerful move, Long Ao's mouth raised slightly, and he couldn't help but admire.

Although this person had taken the pill, he seemed to have refined his own Qi Luck, and he was able to use such powerful moves, which was much stronger than the previous Ge Shixiong.

A person who takes medicine is stronger than a person who cultivates. This is the correct posture.

Long Ao was motionless, letting the knife shadow fall towards him, followed by a loud noise.

"boom!"

A thick smoke rose above the high platform, and everyone who watched this scene suddenly raised their hearts, and looked towards the high platform with anticipation in their eyes.

Should be dead?

Such a thought slowly emerged in his mind, but when the smoke dissipated, everyone suddenly opened their mouths, their faces full of horror.

"This, how is this possible!?"

Du Fuwei looked at the scene on the platform with some surprise, his eyes full of incredible colors.

As for Dou Jiande and others, it is even more mentioning, and their eyes are full of horror.

On the high platform, Long Ao's weird runes continued to flow around him, with countless golden threads surrounding him, and the blade shadow was blocked by Long Ao's golden light.

Zhang Chengjin only felt that the tiger's mouth was tingling, and there was a faint sense of tearing, and the gun body was gradually bent at this time, obviously because of the resistance of the rune.

Wang Xiongxian frowned when he saw it, and then turned around and removed the shadow of the sword.

As for Xue Ju at this time, he couldn't care about the horror in his heart.

Above the teahouse in the distance, Ao Fan watched this scene, then set his gaze on Li Yang's face, seeing his expression worried, but more surprised, and he knew what the other party was thinking.

With a soft smile, Li Yang woke up instantly, and Ao Fan said lightly: "Are you curious about what moves Long Ao uses?"

After Li Yang hesitated a little, she nodded. She was really curious about this, but she didn't know how to ask about it. After all, she had never seen Long Ao perform such moves.

"In contrast, you are not curious where he comes from?"

Seeing the smile in Ao Fan's eyes, Li Yang was taken aback for a moment, and after a little hesitation, he said, "He will tell me."

"I am his father, you can also ask me."

Li Yang shook his head and said with a smile: "Ping Yang thought that his uncle came from Longmiao."

In these two days of work, I have seen many magical things next to Ao Fan. For example, Ao Fan walks silently, and every gesture is a kind of dust.

Especially the breath of if there is nothing in the body, it always makes me feel like facing the gods in the Dragon Temple.

This weird feeling made Li Yang once thought he was in the middle of the Dragon Temple.

And they are exactly the same as Long Ao, their origins are quite mysterious, until now they have not said where they came from, and there are so many great families in the world, but I have never heard of the Long family.

It shows that Long Ao has an extraordinary background, perhaps from the unknowable place in the East China Sea, and the immortal family is possible.

Looking at Long Ao's methods at the moment, although he was curious and did not understand, he could see that it was not a mortal's method.

The worry in my heart just now was not all about Long Ao's safety, but also because of Long Ao's extraordinary status, and it was impossible for him to be with him.

Looking at Ao Fan's appearance now, it should be because he has been thinking too much.

Li Yang had complicated expressions in his eyes, but Ao Fan knew what the girl was thinking by just a glance, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a smile.

"Look at it, after this, I will take you to a place."

Li Yang nodded and said, "It's all arranged by uncle."

On the high platform at this time, Xue Ju, who rushed towards Long Ao, had already slashed the golden light in Long Ao's body with the long knife in his hand, but it was difficult to make an inch.

The spiritual power in the body poured into the sword from his arm, and the body of the sword was exuding a faint light of blood, and a wave of blood evil power poured out of the sword.

Long Ao raised his brows and said with a sneer: "You are not afraid of being backlashed."

As soon as the voice fell, a ray of golden light condensed into a chain suit that entangled the long knife in Xue Ju's hand.

"Crack~"

As soon as the chain was wound up, it was tightened for a while, and numerous cracks appeared on the surface of the long knife.

The blood evil force that had just condensed also instantly dissipated.

Xue Ju's face turned pale, and a wave of air spread from Long Ao's body, and he flipped Xue Ju out in the blink of an eye, and the long knife instantly turned into countless fragments.

Zhang Chengjin took the opportunity to send the spear in his hand forward, trying to find a gap to force Long Ao back, but just as soon as his figure moved, he suddenly stagnated.

Looking at his chest with incredible eyes, Zhang Chengjin was shocked to find that there was a broken blade inserted in his chest, which was the long knife Zhang Chengjin used before.

As for Xue Ju, who flew out, his body was already embedded in his limbs by several fragments, and he was firmly nailed to the high platform.

In just a few moments, the only three masters who went up were Wang Xiongdan.

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