Chapter 42: Please

The weight of 5,000 catties bombarded Long Aotian's body.

Rumble!

A deep pit appeared on the ground, billowing dust, spreading, and everyone's eyes nervously looked at the countless cracks that spread on the ground, swallowing saliva, and their hearts were about to explode in fear.

With one blow, they destroyed the entire back garden of the hotel, which was close to twenty acres!

Candle Yuan stood on the ground, his arm flicked, and the weight was on his shoulder, he was flamboyant, arrogant, and laughed: "Hahaha! Garbage, in the face of Lao Tzu's strongest blow, you didn't resist it, aren't you looking for death?"

Bai Rourou was crying, Wu Siqi was paralyzed on the ground, Bai Yunfeng was desperate, could it be that Long Aotian was dead?

Everyone at the scene held their breath, staring at the dust, and the atmosphere was tense.

The dust cleared, and everyone saw clearly, the rocks on the ground were tumbling out, and they didn't see Long Aotian's body.

Especially those rich people who have just surrendered to Long Aotian, most of them are surprised at the moment, especially the Chen family and the Jiang family, if Long Aotian lives, they will lose a large part of their industry, and they will swallow the tens of billions of the Zhou family, and they will also spit it out!

Jiang Yulong changed his previous respect, his face gradually became hideous, his expression was cold, he twisted his neck and smiled: "Long Aotian, aren't you very arrogant and unstoppable?! Now you are also dead? Hahaha! You deserve to die!! you kill my son, cut off my Jiang Yulong's arm! You are dead, your woman, your Bai family, I will let them die in despair!"

At the end, Jiang Yulong almost roared, his mouth was spitting, his eyes were bloodshot, hatred, and anger made the blood vessels on his face bulge, at this moment, he didn't hide or hide in the slightest, and they all exploded!

Jiang Yulong, as one of the three wealthy families in Jingling, is even more lofty and admired by tens of thousands of people, but he knelt down for Long Ao in the world, and his son was beheaded, how could he stand it?

Chen Batian loosened his bow tie, held the windowsill with both hands, and smiled very easily.

Can be sudden.

Click!

In the rocky pit, there was the sound of stones squeezing and colliding.

The major tycoons who were originally smiling all had stagnant expressions, their hearts instantly rose to their throats, their eyes shrunk to the size of pintips, and beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads, they were nervous, extremely nervous, super nervous!

Groove ...... This girl can't be dead yet, right? Especially the core members of the Jiang family, their nervous teeth clenched their lips, dripping blood.

Candle Yuan, who was laughing wildly, frowned, staring at the pit.

A pair of bloody palms stretched out and picked up the stones, and then Long Aotian stood in the deep pit bloodily, and the blood fell on the stones one by one.

Especially those eyes, deep and dark, emitting endless cold, like a piece of 10,000-year-old ice, making the air drop by many degrees.

Long Aotian raised his head, his eyes like death, staring at Jiang Yulong: "I originally bypassed the Jiang family, but you died, so I had to send you to hell!"

Long Aotian raised his hand and swiped it, and a thin white light of needle and thread cut through the void and slashed towards Jiang Yulong.

"No!" Jiang Yulong roared in horror when he saw the white mang, turned around and fled.

But as soon as he lifted the soles of his feet, he felt a coldness appear in his body, and he saw that he still maintained a frightened expression, and his body was directly divided into two.

Everyone in the Jiang family fell to their knees in an instant, silent.

"Long Zhenren, please let go of the Jiang family, Jiang Yulong does not represent the Jiang family!"

Now they are afraid that the Jiang family will become the next Zhou family.

Long Aotian said indifferently: "The Jiang family wants to atone for their sins, see how you behave in the future." ”

As he spoke, Long Aotian turned his head and looked at the candle abyss in the distance: "Your strength is indeed good, and it almost ruined my body." ”

Candle Yuan twisted his neck and said: "I didn't expect that you would be alive under Lao Tzu's weight, and besides, killing people in front of Lao Tzu, have you asked Lao Tzu? You are an insult to Lao Tzu!"

Candle Yuan's figure flashed, and he rushed again.

This moment, it's faster.

Long Aotian knew that if he took another blow, then he would definitely die.

So, the battle can be over!

Long Aotian raised his palm, and suddenly above Candle Yuan's head, a palm appeared, and the palm of his hand rotated the Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram.

Candle Yuan's body stiffened: "What kind of magic power is this?"

Rumble!

In the shock of Candle Yuan, Tai Chi's palm fell, he immediately threw away the heavy ruler, his figure flickered, and fled, at this moment, he was like a ghost, and in an instant, he reached Long Aotian's side, his eyes were blood-red, and the voice resounded in Long Aotian's ears.

"Now, you're going to die!"

is worthy of being a genius on the dragon list, and at this moment, Candle Yuan also showed his anti-heaven combat power, and the fist slammed into Long Aotian's head.

Long Aotian said indifferently: "Send it to the door yourself, this is your own death!"

Long Aotian spit out, and the heart sword turned into a white light, as fast as lightning, shooting towards the center of Candle Yuan's eyebrows.

The master made a move, and the success or failure was in an instant, Candle Yuan felt a cold chill, rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, his scalp was numb, as if it had exploded, and he was just about to dodge, and the heart sword had reached the center of his eyebrows.

"No!" Candle Yuan knew that that white light would definitely kill him!

At the last moment, the jack ruler that was bearing the Tai Chi palm in the distance suddenly shot a white mang, resisting Long Aotian's heart sword.

Long Aotian's mind was damaged, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the soles of his feet retreated.

And Candle Yuan also took dozens of steps back in a row, he gasped violently for the rest of his life, sweating profusely, he had just picked up his life from the gate of hell!

The Long Ao Heavenly Heart Sword returned to the front of him, there were cracks on it, and it was still very dull.

The white mang that collided with the heart sword just now formed an old man's head, and the void was imaged, this is a powerful supernatural power!

"Boy, do you dare to kill the descendants of my Candle family, looking for death?"

Long Aotian squinted his eyes and said, "Today, he will die." ”

The old man's avatar smiled: "If you dare to kill Candle Yuan, I will destroy your nine clans." ”

The old man is one of the three elders of the Lingzhou Candle Family, and the candle is flying!

Long Aotian's qi was suddenly condensed to the extreme, and after advancing to the foundation building period, many of his magical powers had not been used, and he just used the candle family as a whetstone.

His dragon arrogant path to immortality, no one can stop it!

The candle family asked him to bow his head? Obviously impossible.

A technique "Wind Shadow" pops up in my mind, which can exert the peak speed of the foundation building period, which is comparable to one-fifth of the speed of light!

Long Aotian disappeared in place, too fast, as if the world had evaporated, and the old man's avatar immediately shouted: "Candle Yuan, run!

As soon as Candle Yuan turned around, Long Aotian's figure appeared out of thin air in front of him, he just raised his fist, Long Aotian was faster than him, and his palm was already holding his neck.

At their level, once the fatal part is caught by the opponent, there will be more than one luck.

Candle Yuan's eyes widened and he didn't dare to move, he looked at Long Aotian in horror: "If you dare to kill me, the Candle family will destroy your nine clans." ”

Long Aotian looked at the virtual image of the old man in the distance: "Please me, you can spare him from dying." ”

The old man was furious: "The old man is strong and powerful, bow his head to your junior? Do you think it is possible? Let go of the candle yuan, the same thing, I don't want to say it again." ”

Long Aotian said indifferently: "Then there is no need to say it." ”