Long Yan suddenly roars angrily at Cang Xuankong. Let him see the strong and deadly killing breath of this young man. It's so terrible.

Even that kind of terror is more terrible than standing beside Wang long. It's like a magic messenger who specially slaughters these abominable people in the world.

Cang Xuankong, at that moment, he was stunned on the spot, and even couldn't react. Looking at Wang Yue's face on the ground, which was scratched by the sword, the blood was fierce, and it looked terrible, and his whole body was dyed red by blood.

Compared with his arrogant appearance just now, this pair of grass looks in great contrast.

It seems that what Wang Yue is facing is not long Yan, but a super strong one, one that he can't touch or even fight back.

He was abused. Before, he was arrogant and brag hard. Now, all the brags he brags about have become face slapping in public, and the sound is loud.

Today, Wang Yue's strength compared with that of Long Yan is nearly 18000 Li worse, and he doesn't even have the qualification to carry shoes.

"It's really funny, isn't it? When I didn't appear before, I heard that you were extremely arrogant and domineering towards people. Now, how can you become a worm and fight with me, Long Yan? Are you still qualified? Can you fight? "

Although Long Yan didn't continue to hurt him, he stepped on his head and let him get in close contact with the ground. The face was so wonderful that everyone felt very happy and even comfortable. They began to admire him and adore him. It seems that with his talent, Long Yan will grow into a real top man in the future, In the future, you may really have the strength to go to Tianjing Jianzong.

"Why, why, I will lose, and I will lose so miserably." In his recovery, he tried hard to get up from the ground, but he was trampled on his head by Long Yan, and it was hard to move. This kind of shame was the biggest one he had ever suffered. He also lived only for a long time and lost face.

Long Yan sneered, and finally released him, because when he recovered, he continued to trample on his dignity and let him die in endless pain, which was what he thought.

When his feet were taken away from his face, Wang Yue felt relaxed. He touched the flesh and blood on his face, covered with blood, but his amazing recovery ability was also quite adverse.

His eyes were dull, and even these scars hurt him, leaving two lines of blood and tears. Wang Yue's arrogance was finally suppressed, and he always regarded himself as a superior prince in his heart. Today, he suddenly felt that he had become a bereaved dog, and everyone was shouting to beat him.

The inner defense line has collapsed, especially in the face of Longyan, the other side's powerful dragon majesty, and its overbearing, has a huge deadly terror.

Wang Yue felt the dragon spirit which was more powerful than his brother. He was completely shocked. His will of martial arts was devastated by the will of the dragon.

"Dragon, Dragon... No, no, how can it be, I..." Wang Yue began to speak incoherently, even others didn't know what he was talking about.

Long Yan looked at him, "you seem to see something from me, isn't it? It's a pity that it's too late for you to understand. Now tell me who is the mole ant and who is the real strong one. In the future, do I have the right to kill your Tianjing Jianzong and face your brother?"

"I, I don't know." Wang Yue was completely frightened.

Long Yan then lifted him up from the ground, and then hit him in the belly with a fist, "your internal organs are almost recovered. This fist is enough to break again. Tell me aloud, who is the real mole ant between us!"

Wang Yue's legs and feet have been standing unsteadily, constantly shaking, but still said: "it's me, I'm a mole ant!"

"Well, have you finally admitted it? You are not the strong one who can be called a God. With a very high attitude, you have destroyed me and even our whole Longdu town. You say, how can I kill you to relieve my hatred? Lingchi is very suitable for you, but it's too boring. I'm going to execute you in the simplest and most explosive way. "

Wang Yue was carrying his body by Long Yan, and his legs and feet were shaking, and he didn't dare to look directly at Long Yan at all.

"Are you avoiding me?" Long Yan's voice is very slow, but it makes him feel, like a bone piercing pain, even terrified.

At the moment, Long Yan doesn't want to talk nonsense with him any more. He grabs his hair with one hand and doesn't let his body fall down. His legs shake badly. He draws a dragon on his left leg and a rainbow on his right leg.

The body is as soft as a shrimp with soft feet. With his other hand, Long Yan transforms the shaking sky burst into a three meter long combat weapon, which is inserted on the ground and drags his chin at the other end.

Wang Yue was almost pierced by the sharp awn, and he was scared to resist the sharp awn with all his strength.

It was almost suffocating, with a sudden eye, an extremely frightened expression, and even a little relief, the weapon would immediately pierce his chin.

Wang Yue stares at Long Yan in fright incomparably, the speech all becomes to have no any strength.

"This shape is not bad. Long Yan smiles." He said with ease, and then began the interrogation.

"Seven years, do you still remember how you treated me when you left? Why did you come back to kill me when you left? I don't blame you for taking Xiaoling by force, because you are protecting her, and you are absolutely a villain. After you left, you turned back and killed all of us. I'm afraid you don't know that you killed my brother, Emperor prince, But he didn't know you in my Longxu state, and he kept me alive. So I came to revenge. It's a crazy devil revenge. Seven years. Do you know how I spent these seven years? Today, I give you all the things you brought to me, so that you can know that I'm strong and you can understand, Who is the real mole ant

Long Yan said, just like the voice of the devil, directly hit his inner fear.

Wang Yue didn't even speak, only his body was shaking, but he tried to keep a balance. He was hurt by Longyan and couldn't move. This time, he was even more shocked.

Then, Longyan took the Seven Star Longyuan sword in his hand and stabbed it from his belly.

The sword came out from the back and drove some blood, which flowed out of the wound, and then turned into a blood line and flowed on the ground.

"Woo, woo ~"

Wang Yue's expression of pain was even worse than killing him. He tried his best to grasp the battle horse with both hands and try to break free from it.

But the next moment, Longyan is very fast, brush! Brush! Two sharp swords cut off his arms.

This long suffering is extremely terrifying. Even the means of killing are extremely cruel. The people around can't bear to see it, but they will also support Long Yan, because Wang Yue is so hateful that people hate his marrow.