Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Old Woodcutter

"Woohoo!" The two brothers were so frightened by Long Yan's breath that they trembled, they were really strong, Long Yan did not deliberately exude coercion, but it was so calm that the two brothers felt uncomfortable, and they ran away quickly.

And Brother Leng and the other person were speechless, they had been tortured by the two brothers for nearly half an hour and were about to collapse, and now they were shocked by Long Yan's breath, their faces turned pale, a mouthful of old blood was stuck in their chests and could not be sprayed out, their whole body was red and purple, and they were suffocated.

"The heart and the mind are together, the mind and the qi are together, the qi is in harmony with the force, the inner yin and the outer yang, one form is not smooth, and it is difficult to practice his ......"

Long Yan played routines in his hands, and his body's spiritual power kept rolling, like a wild beast, with towering energy, unruly breath, and domineering fist style, which was unrivaled for a while.

"I just want to be happy, so I want to practice, so I want to be strong!" Long Yan's heart was calm, and his mind sank into his mind again, and he saw the vague old man, and the figure of the outside world gradually synchronized with the old man's movements.

"Shhh Long Yan instinctively felt the pain, and just synchronized a movement to damage his body, if it weren't for the fact that his mind was sinking in his mind at this moment, otherwise it was estimated that a mouthful of old blood would spurt out.

In the outside world, just when Long Yan made a strange move, his direct breath doubled, which is equivalent to a hundred kilograms of something that can't crush a big man, and two hundred kilograms can directly crush a big man to vomit blood, Brother Leng and his little friend were finally forced out at this moment with a mouthful of old blood.

The two of them shrank, glanced at each other, and saw despair in them, this kind of aura was also a second kill when they were at their peak, and they no longer had any dissatisfaction in their hearts.

Originally, I thought that the difference between the disciples of that great sect was limited, but it was only a trace, but I didn't expect the disciples of the great sect to be so terrifying, and just by virtue of their breath, the two of them had the intention of worshipping.

It's a pity that the talent is not enough, and he couldn't reach the Xuan level at the age of twenty-two, otherwise he would have the opportunity to join the middle grade sect, Brother Leng's expression was gloomy, and he could only stay in the lower grade sect, and he would be able to do his best against those low-level monks.

In his mind, Long Yan had been following the old man's movements, and he had taken the initiative to imitate them, wanting to synchronize the moves, but now his body was not under his control, and his actions were pulled by the old man's actions, unable to exit or stop.

The pain in his body continued to be intense, Long Yan hadn't felt like this for a long time, you must know that he had not suffered any pain for so many years, and now it was a little unbearable in this action, and it could even be called nausea.

Long Yan was a little frightened in his heart, "What the hell is going on?" He asked himself why his body couldn't control itself, if there was danger near him at this time, it would be dangerous, and he could be killed in an instant.

This feeling made Long Yan very uncomfortable, even if he was seriously injured before, he would not have this feeling, after all, he could fight back desperately, but now it is difficult to move.

As Long Yan's movements continued to dance, his body gradually turned red, and blood continued to spill out, and at the same time, there was something black and sticky, emitting a foul smell, which was extremely terrifying, and his breath still skyrocketed again.

Before, Brother Leng and his little friend could still look at each other and communicate with each other, but now they feel that it is difficult to even turn their eyes, and the fear of Long Yan in their hearts has deepened to the point of no return.

Slightly crazy, perverted in his heart, and his strength is so strong, based on the above, Brother Leng thought of two words, that is, evil cultivation.

If it is an evil cultivation sect, then it does have this kind of perverted hobby, rape and insult killing, even if it is a man, he will not let it go, and now that the aura is suddenly so strong, it must be that he has cultivated some kind of inhumane kung fu, and he suddenly can't control the aura riot, otherwise he wouldn't be on the side suddenly.

Brother Leng is now suddenly glad that although his body has been crushed by Long Yan's breath, as long as Long Yan can't control his spiritual power, such a strong momentum will directly make him die violently, and when the time comes, there will only be two Xuan-level sixth-grade demon beasts, and the moment for his life will come.

Even if they fantasized that Long Yan would die violently, they were still extremely nervous in their hearts, if he suddenly controlled his breath, wouldn't he have to finish the game.

They have never blended with men, thinking about the firmness, the thickness, the pain that slowly pierces into the bone marrow, the deep and shallow twitching, they are even more afraid in their hearts, and they have heard that evil cultivators are good at picking yin and replenishing yang, will they directly drain themselves, or do they do long-term furnace ding......

Thinking about what might happen next, they wanted to bite their tongues and kill themselves, or cut off their hearts, but their spiritual power was sealed, and now they can't speak under the pressure of breath, where is there a way to bite their tongues and kill themselves, it's just delusional.

At the same time as their hearts collapsed, Long Yan was not like this, and he didn't want to be manipulated like a puppet. Although he felt that this was beneficial to himself, Long Yan had his own pride and dignity, and he was never brought by others when he was dragged away, but a gift from others, just like charity.

If it weren't for the fact that this person didn't have malicious intent, maybe it was still his ancestral master, otherwise Long Yan would rather have his meridians broken than let others manipulate him. Maybe this kind of behavior is stupid, but if you don't have persistence and backbone, then you are still yourself, and you are still the emperor of killers above the world.

For five years as a mercenary, Long Yan walked the world as a descendant of the dragon soul, but for the next ten years, Long Yan walked in the world as a killer, and Long Yan's profession was also a killer.

Maybe in his heart, the killer is just a side hustle, but it can't be denied, being a killer is the thing he is most proud of in his previous life.

The pain in his body stabbed Long Yan's nerves and passed into his brain, and Long Yan's mind was finally shaken out, and he was directly paralyzed into flesh and sludge, lying on the ground, without any strength, only a heavy panting sound.

Perhaps even gasping for breath is a luxury, the body trembles, the nostrils are clogged with blood, and the mouth wants to open and inhale, but the lips seem to be sewn on, and it is difficult to open.

Feeling that the breath suddenly weakened, the two brothers also quickly flapped their wings and flew over, surrounding Long Yan, their eyes anxious and at a loss.

I have never seen Long Yan like this, even if he fights against the Xuan-level Sanpin, and in the end, he is angry, but he can still move his hands, and raise his middle finger to the sky with contempt, but at this moment, he can't even move his fingers.

The two brothers didn't know what to do, so they had to turn their heads and stare at Brother Leng and his little friends hatefully, wanting to vent their anger on them.

"Ahh Seeing that the second child was constantly approaching, his eyes were not good, it was not difficult for Brother Leng and his little friends to guess that this bird was going to do something indecent, they exclaimed loudly, wanting to win a trace of sympathy, they were really afraid.

Even if they are really tortured by Long Yan xo, at least they are just tortured, and their hearts will not collapse, and these two birds don't know what it means to start, and they are just a current to go down, if it weren't for the fact that the Xuan-level second-grade body has been tempered by the aura of this heaven and earth, otherwise it can be directly roasted into a sausage.

Baked into a sausage I guess that's not the worst, the most terrifying thing is the feeling when your liferoot turns into a sausage and then they rip that sausage off you.

This is sour, I can't express that mood if I don't want to live, the spineless one is crazy, collapse, and the backbone one bites his tongue and commits suicide, anyway, there is no love, so why are you still alive, do you want to be the third human in the world!

The two of them were extremely frightened, but the second child's footsteps did not stop, his expression was hideous, the cyan scales on his body flashed brightly, and the breath on his skull was implied, it could be seen that the second child was also in a state of rage now.

Seeing its mother like this, it felt uncomfortable, after all, it was too young to understand how to help Long Yan, but it knew that if it weren't for these two people, its mother wouldn't be like this. Therefore, you must torture them fiercely, and use all the moves that your mother usually bullies you, so that they can also feel such treatment.

The second child kept approaching, every time he moved in small steps, and even the distance of each step was like a measured, it was hard to imagine that a yellow-level demon beast could behave like this.

The boss followed behind him, pressing for the second baby, it was not happy, it felt uncomfortable to see Long Yan like this, but at the same time, he was afraid that the second child would not be light or heavy, and it would not be good to kill the two of them when the time came, after all, my mother kept saying don't play badly, these two people must be useful to my mother.

"Bump!" The two were swept into the sky by the wings of the second child, and at the same time, the second child jumped up and played with hydrangeas in the air.

"Don't!" The two were scared and frightened. Tens of meters and nearly 100 meters in the air, if the two of them accidentally fall, they will be directly smashed into minced meat, although they want to die, but when it comes to the moment of death, who will not be afraid!

"Huh!" The two brothers screamed coldly, like throwing a balloon, one wing threw one out, and the other wing quickly followed the other, and then threw it into the air, having a lot of fun, and occasionally missed, but it was picked up and thrown again five or six meters from the ground.

Being played like this by the two brothers, the two of them were heartbroken, the scales were already blurred on the body, and the wings were also very uncomfortable, as if they had been bombarded.

If it was when the cultivation was not sealed, it naturally didn't matter, but now that the cultivation was sealed, except for the stronger physical toughness, the rest were no different from ordinary people, and the two of them could only pin their hearts on Long Yan to wake up, or the two brothers were tired of playing, and then let them go.

I really want to cry without tears, a dignified second-grade master, how many yellow-level sixth-grade existences can be killed in seconds with a slap, and now it has become a plaything in their hands.

As the old saying goes, Shi can be killed and not humiliated, but they don't have the courage to face death, and the two birds won't let them die easily, as long as Long Yan is not good at the moment, the anger of the two brothers will be difficult to dissipate, and the anger in their hearts will definitely not have enough of the reason.

At the same time that the two brothers were having fun in the sky, an old man came to the ground, his face was like a withered tree, but he looked old.