Die! Yukio Yamada's eyes were split, and he yelled angrily, and a violent wind quickly swirled around the spirit, and Mori Han's ghost qi was suddenly released.

Bang Bang Bang!

The bookshelves and chairs were torn apart in an instant, as if they had been struck by machetes and swords, and the wooden blocks flying in mid-air smashed the windows into a hole the size of a bowl, and the glass shards were scattered all over the ground like ice slag.

Countless silver-white flying swords with a screeching sound that tore through the air struck overwhelmingly, like galloping silver snakes, and the pyramidal arrows were filled with a thick aura of death.

The temperature dropped sharply again, and the floating water vapor seemed to be frozen to freezing point, and the whole room was shrouded in a cold ghostly aura, which looked extremely eerie.

Stop this! The man in sunglasses smiled coldly, his deep eyes were not shocked, and he still looked light.

Just as the murderous flying sword came to him, he moved.

The body retreated slightly, and the unpretentious stick was swung out at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and the sharp gaze as a knife firmly locked on the direction and movement of each flying sword.

A white light that was perfect to the limit of the universe appeared out of thin air, and the scorching qi and blood made the air boil.

While! The flying sword shattered, the ghostly aura suddenly dispersed, and one by one crystal thoughts whistled and galloped towards the deity, seemingly with endless resentment and unwillingness.

Where to go! The man in sunglasses screamed violently, and his eyes covered by lenses flashed, and the whole person had already pounced like a cheetah.

The wooden stick in his hand was swung out with a killing aura that dominated the world, and a hurricane swept through it.

Long Yunfeng's heart was shocked, and his eyes widened instantly.

At that moment, he saw the hairy hand of the man in sunglasses holding the stick!

Strike!

More than a dozen thoughts were immediately crushed by the powerful storm blown up by the stick, and a few were directly kissed by the stick, and then cracked like eggshells.

Back on the soul of Yukio Yamada, there are only a dozen of them, and each one has a deep rift.

Crazy Stick Method! You are? Yukio Yamada screamed, his eyes revealing unfeigned horror and fear.

That's right, I'm who you think I'm who you think I'm going to be. The man in sunglasses threw out a gentle voice, but as he approached step by step, he gave Yukio Yamada a pressure that was almost like Mount Tai was on the verge of peaking.

At this moment, the man in sunglasses jumped up again, raised the stick high above his head, and smashed it down on Yukio Yamada's head with the force of splitting Huashan.

Between the lightning and flint, Long Yunfeng vaguely saw his waist writhing in the air and his abdominal cavity swooping forward and down.

In other words, he used at least eighty percent of his body's strength in this move, and if Yamada Yukio's soul was hit, he would have to be scattered on the spot!

Yukihiro Yamada was shocked and hurriedly ran his thoughts.

It's just that he suddenly found that his whole body couldn't move, and even the ghost qi couldn't be condensed!

A vigorous flame burned on the unpretentious stick, and the temperature also rose at a geometric rate, making his spirit feel as if it was in a sea of fire!

His qi and his thoughts all made the vigorous qi and blood emanating from the man in sunglasses firmly locked.

The qi and blood of the handsome master are really strong, if I am matched, even if my divine soul has the function of automatic repair, it will not be pleased, it is very likely that he will be able to smash my countless divine thoughts with a stick! ”

Long Yunfeng sighed secretly, thinking to himself, when it comes to cultivation, he really still has a long way to go.

It seems that there is no other way but to do it! Yukio Yamada took a deep breath of his heart, and some thoughts immediately flew out, and a strange blue flame immediately burned on it.

The stick had been smashed down like lightning and thunder.

Rumble! "It seemed as if a bombshell had exploded in the air, and several blue flames were scattered in all directions, like mosquitoes and flies in the sky

Damn it! The man in sunglasses looked nervous, and quickly retreated, while quickly swinging his stick to block the blue flames in his body.

Realizing that the blue flames were not simple, Long Yunfeng immediately flashed his body, and he was able to dodge the two blue flames that came at a gallop.

Almost at the same moment, a loud sound rang out, and the wooden door panel behind him was instantly engulfed by the strange blue flames.

Boy, this is the netherworld fire generated by the idea of attracting yin energy in the air, and at the same time burning thoughts with ghost power, yin is ruthless and domineering, and it is ten times stronger than the caster's own Dao technique, hurting the body and soul, you have to be careful! ”

The man in sunglasses waved his stick to open a flying blue flame, and his expression was solemn.

I don't know how long it took for the ghostly blue flame to slowly fade away, but by this time, Yukio Yamada had disappeared.

That Dongying guy escaped? Long Yunfeng straightened his messy clothes and said a little stupidly.

Do you want him dead? The man in sunglasses asked coldly.

I never wanted people to live. Long Yunfeng blinked his eyes lightly, and his voice was thrown out gently.

With your little strength, if I hadn't come in time, I'm afraid you would have been strangled into meat stuffing by his evil magic, not only did you sigh and rejoice in the great calamity, but you also wanted to ask for someone else's life, I have to admit that you are very interesting. ”

You mean to say, I'm rubbish? Long Yunfeng smiled playfully and asked unhurriedly.

Isn't it? The man in sunglasses shrugged his shoulders and looked at him with interest.

Your cultivation is just an ancient martial arts level, and the Taoist art is possessed, that guy's cultivation is only one step away from the ghost immortal, he is just a divine soul here, and he doesn't need qi and blood to nourish, and the ghost power in his thoughts can overwhelm your qi and blood, destroy your body, and kill your divine soul, oh, by the way, you can still entangle with him for so long with such a little cultivation, it really has to make me feel strange, you must have hidden secrets that no one knows. ”

A cold and sharp, ice-blade-like gaze projected onto Long Yunfeng's face through the lens, and in an instant, he felt a chill rising from his back to the top door, as if someone had poured a bucket of seawater from the deepest part of the Arctic Ocean.

After being silent for a long time, he shook his head gently, spread his hands casually, and said with an innocent face: "Actually, I don't know."

He wasn't playing tricks, but he really didn't know what the mysterious power of yang and harmony in his thoughts was.

Even if he knew, he wouldn't say it, because this was his hole card, even to Wang Shengyu and Zhang Guowen, not to mention a stranger who couldn't even see his face clearly, although this guy saved himself just now, but the heart of defense is indispensable, and it is impossible for him to confess everything to him.

Everyone has their own secrets, you don't want to say, I won't embarrass you, let alone torture you to extract a confession, I came today, just to have a cause and effect with you, I owe you a life in the past, today, I rescued you from the knife of that Dongying person, and I will return your life. "

The man in sunglasses said, slowly reaching out and taking off his sunglasses and cap.

Yes! Seeing his true face of Lushan, Long Yunfeng's pupils dilated little by little, and an indescribable horror instantly filled his entire face.

In front of him was a fluffy, unpretentious monkey face.

That's right, with a face full of blond hair and a wildness in his eyes that comes from the deepest depths of nature, he is indeed a primitive and natural monkey face.

The tall and slender body, the dark black clothes fluttering with the wind, tightly held in his hands, and the murderous stick, give people a sense of majesty and arrogance, as if all the rules of the world will be ignored in front of him, and all the rules and bad habits will be ruthlessly crushed by him

He is very much like a character, a person who exists in the ancient mythology of China, who is powerful, omnipotent, ignores all rules and precepts, and dares to compete with the gods and Buddhas.

Monkey king! After a short period of surprise, Long Yunfeng slowly opened his mouth, and couldn't help but exhale this well-known name that made countless Chinese people enthusiastic.

There is no Monkey King in this world. The monkey said with a face covered in golden monkey fur as cold as a piece of ice, and sonorous words spit out of his mouth with great clarity.

However, the ancient stone ape "Kong" is indeed my ancestor, that is a great hero, between the heavens and the earth, in the universe, no one can defeat him, all resistance, hostility, under the sweep of his golden hoop stick, is so pale and powerless. "

At this, the monkey sighed, and a flash of anger appeared on his face.

As for the broken book "Journey to the West", it is completely a stupid story compiled by you ignorant humans, how could the dignified king of all demons, the stone ape "empty", be subdued by an Indian Ah San, and how could he be willing to fall to protect a meat-headed monk to India, like that group of Ah San seeking the scriptures of the ghost and the mind! It's! In terms of strength, my ancestor really wants to solve the Indian guy named Sakyamuni, it's just a stick thing, how can he be subdued by those Ah San? "

Long Yunfeng's eyes flashed several visible halos one after another, some were curious, some were confused, and some were surprised, but they soon regained the calm of the lake.

Traditional cognition, the concept that has been ingrained since childhood has been subverted in an instant, and anyone will feel shocked and confused at the first time.

However, Long Yunfeng quickly regained his composure, because, in the past few days, he had experienced too many things that were contrary to traditional concepts and education, such as the soul that existed in the human body and manipulated the activities of the body, the domineering ancient martial arts, the mysterious Taoist arts, the dragon in the heavenly pool, and the monkey in front of him who could only talk.

Having experienced too much has made him a little accustomed to all this.

So, did Heavenly Court overturn your ancestor? After a moment of silence, Long Yunfeng smiled, which was quite intriguing.

Are you still foolish enough to think that there is a hierarchical heavenly court inhabited by gods? The monkey smiled coldly and asked in a cold voice.

If you are really interested in the story of my ancestor, I can tell you slowly later, but you still haven't remembered who I am. "

Who are you? Long Yunfeng pondered the monkey's words carefully, and looked at his hairy monkey face again.

This face really seems to be a little familiar.

Think again, you must remember, who am I? The monkey said word for word, winking at him gently, with a hint of banter and playfulness in his eyes.

Rumble! Looking at that familiar look, a thunderbolt suddenly flashed in Long Yunfeng's mind, and his thoughts instantly returned to many years ago.

In Xia Yuan Zhigang, it is the monkey you rescued under a poplar tree in Changbai Mountain ten years ago. Monkey Feng smiled lightly, his eyes staring intently at Long Yunfeng's slightly rippling face.