What's the trick to do it? I'm afraid you'll let us down. [Ran^Text^Library] []c" Long Yunfeng stood up straight, his hands drooped easily and naturally, and his deep eyes were sparkling.

In fact, regarding the strength of the other party, he already had a rough idea in his heart, and from the ghost qi emanating from those Shishen just now, it could be vaguely judged that the cultivation of this Dongying person was at least above the middle stage of possession, and compared with him, the Dao technique was only high and not low.

However, even so, there should be no fearful thoughts or emotions, let alone manifestations.

Cowardly in battle, the momentum fades first, and from the beginning, it is doomed!

This was the first time he fought, and Uncle Wang said to him solemnly.

Boy, I know that your ancient martial arts cultivation is not weak, but today, you are still destined to be difficult to retreat! Yukio Yamada said coldly, his eyes instantly burst out with a touch of extremely cold, ruthless to the extreme, and then a cold wind broke out of his body, like a fierce beast with a blood groove open, with arrogance, with domineering, like a dragon cloud wind pounced fiercely.

In the empty political and religious office, there seemed to be an invisible and huge iceberg, the temperature in the office once again plummeted sharply, and several small insects flying in the air were suddenly eroded by the ghostly qi, and immediately fell heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string, and their eyes glared, and they arrived at Elysium.

What a powerful ghost. Long Yunfeng couldn't help but sigh, his eyes staring intently at the yin wind that was sweeping towards him, qi and blood, slowly boiling and running in his body.

When the raging yin wind was about to approach him, he exhaled suddenly, and there was a burst of heat all over his body, as if there was a churning flame burning wildly in his body from the inside out.

The ghostly qi that was about to invade his body was blocked alive, like a thousand waves hitting a thick granite stone.

However, it was only blocked, and the yin wind showed no sign of abating, and he could even see that in the wind, the thoughts the size of a ping-pong ball, exuding a miserable white halo of Sensen, were turning rapidly like a dhara, and the looming milky white smoke was slowly released from it.

Sensen's ghost aura was instantly strengthened, and the feeling of cold and bone-eroding was even stronger.

Long Yunfeng faintly felt that the qi and blood in his body were cooling.

If the ghost qi that hit just now was just a bucket of ice water poured out, then now, it was a huge ice cube falling out of thin air, and the pressure increased sharply, gradually bringing him a feeling of overwhelm.

He gritted his teeth, inhaling and exhaling vigorously, and moving his qi and blood, so that the invisible flames formed by qi and blood continued to become vigorous, and the sweat fell from the angular face like a marble statue drop by drop.

If he allowed this cold ghost qi to invade his body without hindrance, then not only would his soul suffer a heavy blow, but even the essence and blood of his body would be greatly damaged.

Hahaha! Boy, it's useless, your ancient martial arts cultivation is just the peak of the late stage of the lieutenant rank, and the skin and bones haven't been exercised yet, right? The qi and blood of the human body are mainly contained in the skin membrane and bones, you only exercise the muscles and tendons, even if the body is strong, the qi and blood, after all, is still limited, as long as I vigorously perform the Dao technique, you will be unstoppable, the ghost qi enters the body, and your soul will be hit hard. Yukio Yamada smiled triumphantly, and a touch of cruelty and banter appeared on the face of Director Huang, who was possessed by his spirit.

Little devil, don't think I'm a clay man who can pinch whatever you want! Long Yunfeng's face was indifferent, letting sweat continue to soak his school uniform, and what flashed in his deep eyes was a kind of stubbornness and unyielding.

The boiling qi and blood continued to pour out of his body, and although it was nothing compared to Yukio Yamada's ever-increasing ghost qi, he still persevered without hesitation.

Kneel to the sky and kneel to your parents, but you must not bow to the strong!

It is his nature to be strong when he is strong, and the stronger the opponent, the more he can arouse his fighting spirit.

Yukio Yamada frowned slightly, because he vaguely felt the kind of crazy battle ** coming from Long Yunfeng's body.

However, it was only a slight frown, and the powerful ghost qi had slowly suppressed the qi and blood pressure emanating from Long Yunfeng's body, seeping into the latter's blood pores little by little.

Damn it! Long Yunfeng scolded secretly, and his brows instantly locked.

The heat of qi and blood formation was gradually suppressed, and Sen Han's ghost qi seeped in little by little, and now, he still felt that the temperature in his blood was slowly dropping, and the veins and veins had a feeling that they were being covered in ice.

Am I done with that? Did you just fall into the hands of this little devil? Countless thoughts flew through his mind, like a white horse.

The underworld in Ji City has not yet been unified, and the kindness of the old director of the orphanage has not been repaid, and Xiaoxuan! ”

Thinking of this name, thinking of the beautiful face that could never be forgotten in his mind, Long Yunfeng's somewhat sluggish spirit suddenly perked up, and his vague mind also became sober in an instant.

No! Never! I can't just let this little devil clean up! His eyes were torn and he yelled.

Long Yunfeng, everything you have done is in vain, and the gap in strength cannot be made up for by stubbornness and ruthlessness. Yukio Yamada's cloudy, slightly playful voice combined with the cold yin wind slowly drifted into his ears, like an invisible hammer hitting his resolute and unyielding heart little by little.

Cloud Wind! Lu Qiaoyan's lips opened lightly and she screamed eagerly.

Although she didn't know what a cultivator was, let alone how tense and dangerous the battle of a cultivator was, looking at the beads of sweat that kept falling from Long Yunfeng's face, the sweat-soaked school uniform, the eyes that gradually became trance-like, and the face that had become pale, she knew that Long Yunfeng had fallen in the battle and was facing great danger.

Lu Qiaoyan, tell you to hurry up, didn't you hear it just now? Why should you stay! Long Yunfeng glanced back at her and scolded indifferently, but there was a trace of eagerness and concern in the cold reproach.

Because, I can't leave you here alone. Lu Qiaoyan stared at Long Yunfeng's haggard face, her eyes were full of affection, and she said word by word.

I can't help much, but I can't leave you here alone, and I know that the situation you are facing must be very dangerous, so I must stay here and watch you until you are out of trouble.

Why are you doing this? You're stupid, you know? Long Yun's aura was like a gossamer, and he scolded coldly, his eyes flickering and confused.

Because, I've always liked you! Lu Qiaoyan paused, and finally stared at Long Yunfeng intently, plucked up the courage, and said this sentence that had been hidden in her heart for a long time.

Yunfeng, do you know, from the first time I saw you, I felt that you were a very special boy, although I talked to you you you were lukewarm to me, although you were taciturn and liked to be alone, but I still couldn't resist the kind of good impression of you from the heart, you may not know, you have a temperament, a unique temperament that attracts me, every night, I have to chant your name to fall asleep, my blog, has long been full of your name, full of your photos. ”

Two pink clouds slowly covered her shallow dimples, and tears, like pearls with broken threads, flowed out of her eyes, across her cheeks, and fell to the ground silently.

How did you? Long Yunfeng looked at her in a daze, with mixed feelings in his heart, and he couldn't say a word for a while.

Although he had roughly guessed that this little girl had a different mind for him, when the confession words came out of her mouth, he still felt a little difficult to adapt, and he was even more surprised and moved, Lu Qiaoyan's love for him was so deep, so strong and so strong, knowing that there was a lot of danger here, he refused to leave him.

More and more ghost qi invaded his body, and the cold that seeped into his bone marrow spread like a virus, and his tall and burly body, which was as tall as a rock, could not stop trembling.

When he died, he was still in love. Yukio Yamada smiled lewdly and opened his mouth unhurriedly.

Long Yunfeng, don't worry, after my ghost qi has eroded your body, exhausted your essence and blood, and shattered your soul, I will kill this girl too, and then strip you both of your clothes and bury them together, so that you can have a good time in another world. “。

The ghost qi that invaded the body suddenly gathered together, and then formed a tornado, which stirred wildly in Long Yunfeng's divine soul.

Bang bang bang! One thought, two thoughts, three thoughts cracked little by little.

An indescribable pain surged like a tide, as if thousands of steel knives were cutting his flesh, and the pain was no less than Ling Chi's torture.

Little devil, you won't get your wish. Long Yunfeng said coldly, a light that was proud of everything crossed his eyes, and slowly started the "Xuanling Jue"

The breeze is blowing and the warmth is endless, like the warm sunshine of March.

Broken thoughts revert at an alarming rate.

A strange scene appeared, a turquoise aura surrounded Long Yunfeng's divine soul, and the tornado formed by that wisp of ghost qi had just created a crack in a thought, and the crack disappeared immediately, and the thought healed at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye.

Densely packed, the ancient characters that exuded dazzling blue light circulated rapidly around Long Yunfeng's every thought, and the ambilight was like a loyal guard.

Then, one by one, the ping-pong ball-shaped thoughts were like the debris raised by the explosion, splashed around, and when they were condensed again, they had transformed into the figure of a man in ancient costume with long hair and shoulder-length, clear eyebrows, fluttering white clothes, and quiet and elegant.

At the same time, a force of Yang and harmony surged out of the divine soul like magma from an erupting volcano, surging incomparably surging.

The ghost tornado that was raging and arrogant, thinking that he was the sky and that he was God, was completely destroyed in an instant like a mouse who had met an old cat, and then slowly disappeared and annihilated.

This, how is this possible? Yukio Yamada was dumbfounded, and his hoarse voice was filled with unprecedented shock.

His "Broken Soul Storm" can be described as a test on cultivators below the ghost immortal, as long as the divine soul shrouded by his ghostly tornado, the light person's thoughts have been hit hard, and there is no way to recover it without ten days and half a month, and the heavy one, the divine soul will be directly annihilated and no longer exist between heaven and earth.

But after Long Yunfeng's thoughts were hit hard by his Soul Shattering Storm, there were only shallow cracks, and moreover, the thoughts could be healed in the first time.

What was the cyan light that surrounded his soul? What about the glittering ancient characters that surround the thoughts? His mind raced, searching for fragments of his memory, but even if he wanted to break his head, he couldn't come up with a reason.

The blue light, the strange ancient characters, although they do not have the slightest attack ability, but they give people a feeling that they are high up, can only look up, and have nothing to destroy.

What he couldn't understand the most was the extremely domineering power that suddenly emanated from Long Yunfeng's divine soul, which directly crushed his "Broken Soul Storm", such a masculine and domineering aura, he had only seen it in a handful of masters, one of them was the current master of the Earth Imperial Gate, Abe Amano, who had entered the realm of ghosts and immortals and had survived the triple thunder tribulation!

In other words, that kind of domineering and strong yang and power can only be possessed by a ghost immortal master who has survived the thunder tribulation!

And Long Yunfeng, let alone surviving the thunder tribulation, has not even entered the realm of ghosts and immortals, how can there be such a power of yang and harmony in the divine soul?

Weird, this kid is so weird. Yukio Yamada couldn't help but sigh.

Little devil, how's it going? Long Yunfeng asked with a sneer, full of energy, his complexion had regained his previous ruddyness, and it was obvious that the ghost qi that had invaded his body had been cleared away by the power of yang and harmony emanating from his divine soul

I'm a big country, and there are no surprises, and your little trick doesn't even have the qualifications to be seen as a juggler by passers-by. ”

In fact, for that mysterious power of yang harmony, Long Yunfeng himself also felt a little crying and laughing, this was the second time that it radiated at a critical moment to save him from trouble.

The first time was when he was injured by a black dog, and this is the second time.

Isn't it, every time I am attacked by a ghostly aura, that mysterious power emanates from me? Is it my loved ones who have blessed it?

Thinking of the word "relative", he couldn't help but feel a burst of sadness and loneliness in his heart.

If you cared so much about me in the first place, why did you abandon me? “

He shook his head violently and stood up, his pupils shrinking little by little.

No matter how much it is, let's solve this little devil first. ”