There were more and more onlookers, and all kinds of discussions were endless. The vast majority of them believe that Long Yuanwu or his family members collaborated with foreign enemies to create this theft.

Long Yuanwu suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed a few times: "To tell you the truth, my father and mother did not abscond in fear of crime, but to find me." ”

"What do you mean, you did all this, and it has nothing to do with your parents?" Long Yuanmao smiled faintly and said self-righteously.

The group of little minions around him followed suit, and some did not forget to pat themselves on the back, praising Long Yuanmao's brains and seeds.

Long Yuanmao looked smug and enjoyed the feeling of being praised very much. This was a rare treatment before, because his scenery was robbed by Long Yuanwu.

Long Yuanwu was a genius on the first day of Wolong City, and it also allowed his father to be re-elected as the city lord, so anyone who was dissatisfied with Long Yuanwu or his father had long wanted to pull Long Yuanwu or his father off the altar, and naturally did not want to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity today.

"Long Yuanmao, I know very well how many catties and taels you have, and I also know what you think in your heart, the theft of the Treasure Pavilion is by no means as simple as everyone imagined, my father will not risk losing the chance of re-election to do such a thing that benefits others and harms himself! The real mastermind behind the scenes will be found out sooner or later!" Long Yuanwu raised his voice and expressed his opinion in front of the onlookers.

Most of the onlookers just watch the excitement, and do not think deeply, and feel that whoever says it is reasonable, they will tend to support whom.

Moreover, Long Yuanwu's father has always had a good reputation in Wolong City, and he is facing a re-election election, and smart people will never do this.

Seeing that the balance of public opinion gradually tilted towards Long Yuanwu, Long Yuanmao's father and son were anxious.

Long Yuankui's fists were secretly clenched, he didn't expect Long Yuanwu to get involved in the election of the city lord. In his opinion, Long Yuanwu obviously wanted to muddy the waters.

With the general election just around the corner, it is very important to control the direction of public opinion, and there is no room for sloppiness.

Subconsciously glanced at Long Yuankui, Long Yuanmao couldn't help but gasp, and rarely saw his father show such an expression, indicating that the other party had already moved to kill.

He knew that in front of many clansmen, it was inconvenient for Long Yuankui to make a move, so he had to be the children of them.

With such a thought, Long Yuanmao's sharp eyes, with sharp edges, looked straight at Long Yuanwu.

"Long Yuanwu, not only do you not admit your guilt, but you also want to muddy this puddle of water, people like you, it's superfluous to keep it, today I will teach you a lesson for your father!" Long Yuanmao spoke, his killing intent soared, and the strength of the three grades of a martial artist was condensed in his clenched fists.

Long Yuanwu's fist was also clenched very tightly, and a divine dragon power surged and agitated in his body, and pieces of scales flowing with cold and cold light gradually emerged on the back of his hand, gradually spreading to the entire back of his hand.

His eyes were shining, and his reddened eyes were like freshly baked iron pills, revealing a strong bloodthirsty aura.

His reflexes were also raised to the extreme at this moment, and the speed of movement of everything became extremely slow in his eyes, as if time had frozen.

Just when he was secretly condensing the power of the divine dragon, Long Yuanmao had already taken the lead in attacking. He knew that his physical skills were not as good as Long Yuanwu's, so he planned to cast spells directly.

At this moment, Long Yuanwu's face changed color, he was calm, and he was ready to fight.

Due to the disadvantage in cultivation, he could only use his strongest skill, the physical technique.

Physical skills rely mainly on physical strength and are mainly used for short-range strikes or hand-to-hand combat.

Spells are the opposite.

In this world of cultivation, there are many types of spells, among which the retreat technique is the most famous.

The main escape techniques are: wind escape, fire escape, water escape, wood escape, earth escape, melting escape, crystal escape, thunder escape and so on.

Basically, it's done by stamping.

Long Yuanmao, with the support of his father, secretly cultivated some powerful spells.

Maybe it was because the two had a fight just now, and Long Yuanmao seemed a little cautious.

However, as soon as he remembered that he had the cultivation of the three grades of martial arts and the advantage in spells, the confidence on his face became strong again.

I saw him, with a touch of contempt on his face, came to two or three feet opposite Long Yuanwu, and made an opposing gesture.

At the same time, the true qi in his body was extracted in large quantities.

The casting of any spell is inseparable from the urging of true qi. The former is like a machine, and the latter is like energy.

With these True Qi as support, the next thing to do is to activate the spell through the seal.