"Jiang long, I'm really sorry that you have become such a jerk now. Do you think it's possible not to kill you? You can only be killed by me if you become my nemesis. But before that, I want to let you understand the reason why you die and convince you that you lose."

With the roar of Long Yan, he talked about what he wanted to say for so many years.

That's what he wants to tell his opponents every time he kills them.

"I come from a small town in the lower world. From my birth to my 16-year-old birthday, I can only hide in a dark corner and watch others stand in the bright arena of martial arts. I am the most humble person. Because I have no martial spirit, I have been the butt of others' jokes and humiliated. God favors me and let me get a dragon spirit. From then on, my life is like hanging, Constantly bring me surprise, I am not willing to give in to others ridicule, I vowed to go out of the outside world.

I know that this is not good. Life is not fun at all. My life should not be like this. No matter in good times or in bad times, life is an endless struggle against all kinds of difficulties. It's a struggle between the outnumbered and the outnumbered. I engrave the martial arts I yearn for in my heart. I engrave every place I want to go in my heart. Whenever I am exhausted, I will remember the shame I have suffered, and then ask myself, that's it, is that all you have? Is it true that I have come to the point where I can't persist in hysteria in the face of powerful enemies again and again? My dream is to become the most powerful, is constantly stronger, with my strength to protect all my loved ones around me, my ideal is to become the strongest in the holy land, my ideal is in the vast territory, the sky is high, no one can restrain me, and even I want to travel across the world, but now all I can do is to hold my hands tightly, to insist, to accumulate a lot!

I have to pay everything, bet on my dignity, bet on my life, my time, when others play, I practice, when others are scared by difficulties, I do not shrink back, when every night, when people rest, I still practice, I bite my teeth and insist, with tears in my thoughts, running in memories, because of this cruel world of martial arts, No one wants to be slaughtered by others. I don't want to be an ordinary person. I have to pay in this way.

Although the growth of the road, deprived of my love, trampled on my dignity, and even put me under foot, black and blue, but I, how, fall.

My pursuit is the person I love most. This is my initial dream. Those who are defeated by me and the injuries I have suffered will become my medals and the best gifts I have given to myself in the future. I tell myself that one day, I will stand on the highest peak of the world and protect my love, my relatives, my friends and everyone will respect me, I am the executor, and my word is order. Let all people pay attention to me. They look at me with admiration and respect. No one stops me wherever I go. "

Long Yan looked at Jiang Long's head, and seemed to be talking to himself. He said something from his heart. Even to the air, he felt much more comfortable.

Along with Long Yan, he grabs Jiang Long's ferocious and terrifying head with his hand, grabs his frightened head, and starts to smash it madly towards the ground. This bloody head has become more beyond recognition.

Long Yan is in abreaction, to this arrogant fellow hateful to the extreme.

"I once vowed that I would let those opponents who despised me know that I would let them say three words by themselves."

Jiang Long's head, startled said: "you win."

Long Yan gave him a cold hum and didn't give him a chance to recover. The thunder electricity from his fingers smashed his head completely. It was the strangling power of lightning. How terrible it was. Jiang long disappeared completely in front of Long Yan, so that he didn't even have a chance to beg for mercy. It can be said that Jiang Long's death made Long Yan's practice of stopping thunder, His ghost was completely engulfed by Longyan.

And Long Yan once again with his own strong means, killed his opponent, he succeeded, Jianglong disappeared completely in this world, never appeared.

The whole Mosha forest, at least 10000 meters around, was destroyed by Longyan and Jianglong.

And everything was calm, except for the confused rolling soil and the charred trees, there was only a dead silence left.

Long Yan this just calms down, feels this thunder to stop the technique the terror place, in the heart is also extremely emotion.

"Xiao Hei, I didn't expect that this thunder calming skill is so powerful. It seems that I am sure enough to fight against the early strong of Shenwu spirit Jiuchong, but that Han Mo seems to be more rebellious than Jiang long, but there is still time. In these two months, I must break through the realm."

"Yes, big brother, after all, it's a magic skill, but your current level is too low. If you improve your level, your strength will be more adverse, and you will even be able to defeat that Han mo. now you have a certain amount of capital, and I believe that you will be able to show more adverse performance in the competition for ranking at that time, so that everyone will be surprised at you."

Long Yan thought of that girl, Chu Yuxi. I'm afraid she didn't think of all this. This woman really didn't give up on herself. However, Long Yan guessed that because of the spirit in the girl's body to help her, maybe her current strength has been promoted to the nine level of spirit.

Long Yan also had a judgment about the nine levels of the spirit. This time, his growth was just like a dream. He didn't even dare to think about it. That is to say, Long Yan's cultivation of this thunder calming skill will become a great reliance for him. However, the amount of divine power consumed is too large. The divine dragon skills are all the things he uses to save his life. The Nine Yang Scripture, After waiting to improve the realm, you can still integrate the following several strange fire, which is still your own strong relying on combat skills.

In this way, Long Yan looks around and leaves here quickly. His Shenyuan power is rapidly recovering. Relatively speaking, the consumption of Shenyuan power is also thanks to the help of binglingyan Dan. Unfortunately, this Shendan is no longer useful to Long Yan. If the two uncles of lonely crazy Xiong know it, they will die of heartache.

This is also more proof of the place against the sky of Longyan.

"By the way, Xiao Hei, the situation you told me about Su Lian last time can only last for two months, but now I'm pressed for time, so I can't delay my promotion."

Xiaohei thought: "brother, I said it conservatively. If you listen to me, now it's the most important thing to improve the realm. If you can't even fight that Han Mo, then everything will be in vain. Didn't Li Qingfeng refine some elixirs for her last time? It's not a problem to maintain it for at least three months."