Chapter 1539

"It's interesting to see my wolf running all over the world!"

The wolf East danced wildly, like a demon. After laughing, the figure suddenly disappeared. The speed was fast to the extreme. The naked eye could not catch it. Only one shadow like substance could be seen, like thousands of incarnations, which was dizzying.

Poof!

The daguandao suddenly cut into the air, fell on the ground and bounced back, making long Xiaotian a little flustered.

Langdong showed his body shape strangely on the side of long Xiaotian, changed his fist into claws and grabbed him on the shoulder.

Long Xiaotian was slightly stunned and his face turned white. Although the dragon's sigh was powerful, it consumed his spiritual power and made him gasp slightly.

However, he is worthy of being the first martial arts genius in the ancient martial arts world. It is not so easy to admit defeat. Seeing that the wolf claw of Langdong is about to buckle his shoulder, he chose to abandon the knife without hesitation. His body twisted gently like a slippery loach and avoided this claw without delay.

"Bahuang fist!"

Long Xiaotian Kankan avoided this claw and drank loudly. The whole person's momentum changed greatly, just like the overlord king in the world, he punched the wolf East.

"Beautiful, with this move, you are better than that ghost worry. I don't know how many times."

Langdong didn't seem to expect that the other party could avoid the inevitable claw. With a heartfelt sigh of praise, he raised his fist against long Xiaotian's fist without retreating.

The face is swollen and the mouth is breathing heavily. The ghost sees sorrow and hears the speech. His face is black and can drip water. He roars in his heart. NIMA, I cultivate the ghost way. It takes time to show it. You start fighting without saying a word. Is it pure sneak attack? If I fight openly, I don't know who will win.

Although he said so, the ghost saw sorrow, but he was very clear that Langdong's speed was too fast. Even if he did it again, he was not sure that he could show his ghost way before Langdong's attack.

After all, the ghost road is more biased towards the warlock type in nature. It needs to keep a distance and strive for the casting time. Once someone gets close, he will only be beaten, and Langdong's extraordinary speed is his nemesis.

Therefore, the fact that long Xiaotian can fight with wolf East up to now does not mean that he is stronger than ghost sorrow. The main reason is that his way is different from ghost sorrow, which is more suitable for positive hard work, and wolf East has not really shown his strength, which makes long Xiaotian look much more powerful than ghost sorrow.

Seeing people naturally know what's going on, but most of the people present don't understand this truth. They just think that ghost seeing sorrow is a false name, which can't be compared with long Xiaotian. How can ghost seeing sorrow not be oppressed.

"The emperor contends for hegemony!"

Although everyone is limited to tianwu realm, long Xiaotian knows that Langdong's cultivation is definitely much higher than tianwu realm, and he is definitely not an opponent. Therefore, with the idea of making a quick decision, he directly displays powerful killing moves regardless of the consumption, and wants to win or lose.

Wearing a crown and wearing a Dragon Robe, the two statues were indistinct. A virtual shadow two feet high appeared behind him out of thin air. It was like an emperor who looked at the world, raised his hand and fought each other with all his strength. A terrible wave of air surged up and merged into a hegemonic torrent that swept the world and rushed to the east of the wolf.

"Fa Xiang? God, it's a Zhenwu level combat skill."

"It's no wonder that long Xiaotian is called the first genius of ancient martial arts. With the cultivation of tianwu realm, he can display Zhenwu level combat skills."

"War skills, only heaven level cultivation skills can display the law and war skills. The dragon family is worthy of being an ancient martial family with deep heritage."

"Hiss! Tianji Kung Fu? How is it possible? How can those holy gates allow the dragon family to have Tianji Kung Fu?"

"You don't know much about it. Hundreds of years ago, the ancestors of the dragon family took the initiative to give this skill to the holy gate. They said it was a heaven level skill with blood restrictions

, without the blood of the dragon family, no matter how gifted you are, you can't practice the dragon family's skills. "

"Lying trough, can it be like this? No wonder the holy gate has no desire for the dragon family."

"If the Guanglong family had blood skill, I'm afraid it would have been destroyed by the holy gate to avoid raising tigers, but more than one family in the ancient martial arts world had blood skill."

"Oh, which other family has blood skill?"

"Long ago, there were eight ancient martial arts families in the ancient martial arts world: dragon, white, Phoenix, GUI, Xiong, he, yuan and Bao, all of which are family handed down heaven level blood skills."

"I know the dragon family and the Phoenix family. I've never heard of the other six."

"These eight ancient martial aristocratic families are all ancient families with a history of hundreds or even thousands of years. In their heyday, there were many experts, and even the limelight overwhelmed all the holy doors. However, later, I don't know why. At the end of the Song Dynasty, all the other families except the dragon and Phoenix suddenly disappeared into the long river of history. Although the dragon and Phoenix continue to this day, they are also vigorous Injury can only be listed under the holy gate. "

"Could it be the holy gate..."

"Shh, don't you want to die? Speak carefully, so as not to bring disaster out of your mouth."

"Er, hehe, the moon is really round today. The weather is good."

……

With the people's frightened voice and whispering, he linger's ears moved, Dai Mei frowned and fell into meditation.

Bai Jia? White tiger family; Home? Xuanwu family; Bear house? Will it be the earth storm bear family; Yuan family? Will it be the King Kong ape; Bao family? Will it be the ghost leopard; What family, will it be his ancestral crane family?

After all, the crane family is not a local creature in the Kunpeng world, but was chased and killed by their ancestors. They accidentally entered the Kunpeng world and multiplied there until now.

Who was chasing him? Are these so-called holy gates?

Is the time right? No problem. The time flow of the two circles is different. A hundred years of the earth is ten thousand years of the Kunpeng circle, a thousand years is one hundred thousand years.

The time when the ancestors of hezu mistakenly entered the Kunpeng realm was about 80000 years, while the distance from the Song Dynasty is just over 800 years, which is basically consistent with the time when he family disappeared.

I don't know if the second uncle found the ancestral land? Perhaps He Jia is a clue, and the crane Ling thinks faintly.

Heming came to the world and left alone the next day to find his ancestral land. So far, no news has come back.

"The wolf roars into the sky!"

Feeling the terrifying power of the emperor's struggle for hegemony, the wolf's eyes twinkled, his waist bowed, his body stretched straight, and suddenly appeared behind him a huge wolf virtual shadow with a size of five feet. A harsh wolf howled in his mouth. The huge wolf claws scratched forward like fiddling with wool balls, and the virtual shadows of the two emperors broke like paper paste and dissipated in the air.

"Er!"

Long Xiaotian uttered a dull hum in his mouth. He staggered back two steps at his feet. His face became bloodless. The corners of his mouth overflowed with blood. He bowed with a depressed Fist: "I lost."

Wolf dong put away the virtual shadow and looked with appreciation: "you are very good. I can easily defeat you because my cultivation is higher than you. In the same realm, only a few can defeat you."

Long Xiaotian shook his head bitterly and said frankly: "although your cultivation level is higher than me, it also suppresses your cultivation. If I lose, I lose. There's no reason to find it. I'm not as good as you."

Wolf Dong had a good fight and felt sorry for long Xiaotian. Seeing that he was a little depressed, He smiled and comforted: "of course it's different. Although I've been suppressed, my spiritual power storage is very different from you. If I'm not wrong, your last recruit for hegemony failed to give full play to your maximum power because of your lack of spiritual power, which made me tear it easily

Broken. "

"Well, that's true. The more psychic power is input, the greater the power of the Dharma phase formed by the emperor's struggle for hegemony. My psychic power is insufficient, and even one thousandth of its power has not been brought into play."

Long Xiaotian can accept his defeat, but he can never accept that his war skills are despised, so Wen Yan specially explained.

"When you can give full play to the real power of this move, we'll fight again."

With a smile, wolf Dong invited long Xiaotian, which swept away his depressed mood. He became high spirited again. He nodded heavily, hugged his fist seriously, worshipped, picked up the dagger and dragged him back to the dragon family crowd.

Long Xiaotian's strength was very strong. He thought to himself that he really had no chance of winning a fight with him, which made him very depressed. He quietly made a gesture to eight dog legs with the same black and blue face, and got into the crowd and slipped away.

A farcical conflict came to an end. Langdong and others didn't have the mind to continue to stroll. They returned to the station with pimur and Helena like dog skin plaster. Feng Lingxiao's old face turned red and followed them with the personnel of the Royal League. They felt that their faces were lost by this precious girl tonight.

However, looking at the two corpses of the disciples of the holy medical school still lying alone, his heart immediately balanced. Compared with losing face, who can lose more face than the holy medical school, and even dare not send someone to collect the corpse.

The night market soon returned to normal order. People strolled in twos and threes, but they were all in high spirits. They talked about the scene just now, and speculated about the sanctity of Langdong and others. They didn't even pay attention to the holy gate and ghost gate.

At the residence of the saint doctor's gate, the old Dong, with a pale face and a childlike face, stared coldly at PI Yitian, who was kneeling on the ground, and said angrily: "the major sects have just signed a treaty on not taking the initiative to fight during the martial arts meeting. It's good for you to take the lead in breaking the agreement for several troublemakers..."

"Martial uncle, those people deceive people too much, not to mention them and that Ding Ning..."

PI Yitian argued angrily.

His martial spirit was cut and hurt a lot. Even if he had taken the soul fixing pill, it could not be repaired in a short time, which made him more and more angry with Ding Ning.

"Shut up!"

Han Wuyang, an elder of Shengwu, shouted angrily. Looking at PI Yi's angry voice, he said, "I think you've been in a high position for a long time. You've forgotten the Jianghu rules for a long time. It's worse than home. This is a common rule since ancient times. You want to deal with Ding Ning. There are ways. Ding Ning is not present today. Why do you ask his friend for trouble?"

"I... it's not that I'm bothering them, but that they didn't pay attention to our holy medical sect. They first asked for something to kill our holy medical sect disciples. If I didn't do it, outsiders would think my holy medical sect was afraid of them. Who would take us in the eye? I did it to protect the prestige of the holy medical sect?"

Biyi argued for himself.

"Hum, what a slogan to maintain prestige, but what's the result? Haven't you lost all my face?"

When Han Wuyang saw that he dared to speak hard, he was angry and asked.

PI Yitian lost his temper like a deflated ball. He hung his head and said in frustration, "I didn't know they had a master of holy weapons."

"This is your stupidity. You think they have no confidence. Why dare they kill the disciples of our holy medical school in public?"

Han Wuyang stared at him angrily and said coldly. He thought that he had lost his old face and his face became more ugly.