Chapter 897

Capital, Dragon Pavilion.

Tianlong narrowed his eyes and sat on the chair, listening to Fu Long talking in his ear.

"Haven't I said everything? The Dragon King didn't speak, and we can't do it!" Tianlong slowly opened his eyes, sat upright, picked up the stainless steel tea cup placed on the table, unscrewed it, blew away a layer of broken tea floating on it, sucked a small mouthful, and suddenly felt that the whole tongue was bitter, but he enjoyed it.

"Have a drink?" Tianlong handed the teacup.

Volon pulled at the corners of his mouth, shook his head and refused with a very firm attitude.

It's definitely not good, he thought.

"You know everything about the Xingchen sect, and it's impossible for the Dragon King not to know, but it's one thing to know, and it's another thing to know whether you can take action. You know, the Dragon Pavilion and Xingchen sect are completely different. It's not easy to get rid of the relationship. If you really go, things will be big. Even if the crisis of Xingchen sect is relieved this time, what can we do later? Xingchen Zong will certainly be encouraged by Dongtianfudi and even all Xiuxian sects. It's like a group of gangsters fighting each other. What if you rush to help one of them, even if you win? That bastard can develop well? Impossible. "

Fu Long smiled and said, "if I hear you say that, I will scold you."

Tianlong shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "it's like how much I care. He scolded me less?"

Volon was silent.

Tianlong has reached this point.

What else can he say?

This guy has been tempered by singing. He has entered the realm of rough skin and thick flesh.

"Moreover, even if we don't do it in the Dragon Pavilion, do you think there will be no one to help?" Tianlong suddenly said.

"Huh?" Fu Long was stunned. "Are you ready?"

"It's not me. Even I can't order that man to do anything!" Tianlong sighed and said.

Fu Long was a little surprised and began to think in his mind. Who was the "man" in Tianlong's mouth?

Who else can not listen to Tianlong's orders except the Dragon King?

Who else?

……

Star sect.

Singing gradually gained the upper hand.

As for Wu pobing, his body is already scarred.

If the current trend continues, I'm afraid Wu pobing won't last long.

From a practical point of view, it is not impossible to beat Wu pobing with the current strength, but it can be imagined that it will be a fierce battle.

However, because Xia Sheng Tang's ingenuity, Wu broke Bing's mind.

If under such circumstances, singing still can't seize the opportunity to occupy the peak, you have to think about whether you have a problem with your ability.

Good thing.

We are quite satisfied with the development of the current situation.

As long as we follow the script in hand now and kill Wu Po Bing, it will come naturally.

Therefore, singing accelerated the rhythm of his attack.

He didn't want to give Wu pobing any chance to breathe.

Moreover, although the Wu family is a family in the blessed land of the cave, things have developed to this point, and there can be no room for maneuver. If they don't seize this opportunity and beat the Wu family at one time, they will have more trouble next.

In fact, there is an iron rule in the secular world, the immortal world, or the so-called cave heaven and blessed land.

law of the jungle.

Xingchen sect has just been established. If you want other sects to take them seriously, you have to show your muscles.

Now, the Wu family comes to the door. In the eyes of singing, it is to give them a chance to show off their muscles.

Gaoge is a cheap man.

With such a good opportunity in front of him, he naturally said that he would not let go of anything.

If it's just the Wu family, it's a good thing.

Fear is fear. In addition to the Wu family, there are some strong enemies.

For example

Jiuyang sect.

Although the destruction of the Dharma protector and special envoy of Jiuyang sect, Gaoge and Xia Sheng Tang had no consequences, we have to admit that the leader of Jiuyang sect did cause a certain deterrent to them.

However, so far, the people of Jiuyang sect have not appeared.

Gao Ge had to wonder if the Wu family had received false news

In fact, what Gao Ge doesn't know is that there is also a confrontation between the two sides about 30 miles away from Xingchen sect.

"Do you really want to stop me?"

"Nature." The speaker was a kind-hearted old man with white shirt and gray hair, but he was extremely tall. He had more than one meter nine at a glance. At the same time, he also carried a long sword and a wine gourd pinned to his waist. He was calm when talking. It seemed that he didn't pay any attention to the three people in front of him.

"I don't know who the leader of Xingchen sect is. After all, I haven't been out of the pass for long, but he killed one Dharma protector and two special envoys of Jiuyang sect, which also hurt Jiuyang sect. This account can't be written off with one word." The leader of Jiuyang sect seems to be a very calm middle-aged man with a smile. However, from his eyes, we can see the sacred fear of the old man in front of him.

In today's immortal cultivation world, there are not many people who know the old man in front of them.

And he happens to be one of them.

When he was just a master level immortal, the other party could kill three great masters one by one.

He was lucky enough to be a bystander in that battle, and the shock of that scene is still hard to forget.

"I'm not here to persuade you or reason with you. If you don't go, I'll kill you." The old man picked up the wine gourd around his waist, took a sip, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "fifty years ago, I could kill the immortals in the ancient martial arts realm, not to mention now?"

"..." the middle-aged man was moved.

The other two people standing behind him are special envoys of Jiuyang sect.

They are a little angry. It can be seen that their patriarch dare not say a word. They have nothing to do except remain silent.

"The immortals in your world are too weak and boring. It's not easy to come out different. It's a pity to die." The old man said slowly, "for 300 years, this sword on me has never been scabbard. Do you know why?"

"Huh?" The middle-aged man was stunned.

He knows a feather duster!

"Because it's not worth it." The old man sighed and his face was silent.

For a long time, he waved his hand.

"Go back. You can't kill him. Even if I don't come, someone will come, but I'm a little faster." With that, three wisps of sword suddenly burst out in the wine gourd.

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly. He pulled the two behind him and retreated a hundred feet.

"Get out!" The old man was faintly angry.

The middle-aged man smiled and bowed.

"Today's humiliation is recorded in the heart of LV Chenming, the founder of Jiuyang."

"Want revenge?" The old man looked at LV Chen's back and smiled, "it's a pity that hundreds of people have said so, and so far there have been no repeat customers..."