"Long Yuanwu, your time of death has arrived. An Haitao pointed at Long Yuanwu, his eyes revealing a touch of hatred that could not be concealed.

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward, and then his arms swam wildly, and the light behind him was uncertain.

In this ray of light, there was a big knife, swallowing a sharp edge, and it was running wildly in mid-air.

His cultivation and martial soul have improved simultaneously, reaching the strength of the six grades of martial artists.

"Long Yuanwu, if you have the ability, let's go head-on!" An Haitao pointed at Long Yuanwu and shouted.

"I don't like it when people point their fingers at me!" Long Yuanwu waved his hand as soon as his voice fell.

With the waving right hand, he drew a series of afterimages, each of which was as sharp as a blade.

The afterimages of this Dao are interspersed and intertwined in mid-air, like a net shrouded down.

Because the sky was dark, his palm slapped directly on An Haitao's face.

Slapped him dizzy, fell on his back, rolled off the roof, smashed into the ground, and smashed a hole in the ground.

"What's going on, what's going on?" An Haitao was completely stunned, completely ignoring the moment Long Yuanwu made a move, and his intuition told him that there must be someone hiding in the shadows to help Long Yuanwu.

He glanced around, but found no suspicious figure, but he couldn't believe the ironic result.

You must know that this is the territory of the An family, and it is heavily defended, and it is impossible for outsiders to sneak in.

However, there was one thing he didn't understand, since the defense was so tight, how did Long Yuanwu break in?

"Long Yuanwu, how did you sneak in?" An Haitao covered his red and swollen cheeks, with a look of jealousy, and he didn't dare to point at Long Yuanwu this time.

"Of course, I came in through the back door. Long Yuanwu cracked his mouth and smiled, the reason why he said this was to provoke their internal relationship.

However, even if he doesn't, with his current strength, he will be able to cope with the scene.

Long Yuanwu has the cultivation of the six grades of a Gundam martial artist, plus the ability to challenge beyond the level, he can almost sweep the scene of these invincible opponents.

The reason why he has the ability to leapfrog challenges is because the martial soul and martial arts are very powerful.

These people on the scene basically only have the cultivation of the six grades of martial artists, but they have almost no ability to challenge beyond the level, but their cultivation speed is indeed much faster than that of ordinary people.

Especially the Qingshan Sect disciples, they all cultivated the spiritual vein, and with this kind of meridian, their cultivation speed was several times faster than that of ordinary people.

However, the Qingshan Sect disciples have not yet signed an agreement with the An family, so they don't want to be the first to be the first to emerge for the time being.

At this moment, An Haitao is still searching for suspicious targets, and he was hit in the face by an afterimage just now, and the suspect has not been found so far.

"Long Yuanwu, besides you, who else is hiding in the shadows and calling him out!" An Haitao covered his cheeks, wanting to point at Long Yuanwu to speak, but he was jealous.

"Why did I call him out?" Long Yuanwu deliberately showed a very mysterious expression, now that he was alone, of course he didn't want to expose his strength too much.

It was precisely because he was not clear about the situation behind Long Yuanwu that even with a Qingshan Sect disciple and a pharmacist on the scene to help, An Haitao did not dare to be too arrogant.

"An Haitao, you step aside, the old man is inseparable from him!" Tie Jing's face couldn't hold back, and he rushed over angrily, falling between Long Yuanwu and An Haitao.

"The old man is a six-grade pharmacist in Wolong City, the old man's connections are all over Wolong City, whoever dares to take advantage of the danger of people to sneak attack the old man, the old man will let him stay no more than fifteen!" Tie Jing's face was flushed, he had already used his killer weapon before, he thought that he could show his aura in front of everyone, but he didn't expect the result to make him lose his old face.

In this world where martial arts are respected, generally speaking, the cultivation of pharmacists is not high, but their status is difficult to match by opponents with the same cultivation.

"Since you are so confident, then let the horse come, oh, by the way, it is better to find a few more helpers to kill together, so as not to waste time!" Long Yuanwu's chin raised a proud arc, although he was in the territory of the An family, he was not far from his own family, it was the same city, with his current cultivation and the potential to challenge the level, he was confident, and he could rush back to the family in time at the critical moment.

Hearing Long Yuanwu's arrogant words, those people from the An family, the disciples of Qingshan Sect, and Tie Jing trembled with anger.

"Long Yuanwu, the old man is fighting with you!" Long Yuanwu blew his beard and glared, and then rushed directly towards Long Yuanwu.

Seeing Tie Jing rushing over, Long Yuanwu smiled disdainfully.

Then he raised his right arm and turned into a series of afterimages of nothingness, extending infinitely.

"Smack".

With a crisp slap sound, Tie Jing, who rushed over, was slapped halfway through and rolled down from the roof, slammed into the ground, and smashed a big hole on the ground.

Long Yuanwu used the same trick and knocked Tie Jing off the roof, but no one could see the details of his shot.

"Iron Medicine Master!" The disciples of Qingshan Sect and the clansmen of the An family, including An Haitao, all rushed forward.

They plan to join forces to get rid of Long Yuanwu, but they are worried about the mysterious helper behind Long Yuanwu.

"What kind of martial arts is he?" On the street, bewildered voices came from all corners.

"Do you think he did it just now?" But there was no shortage of skepticism among these voices.

"If it wasn't for him, then for whom. Tie Jing couldn't figure it out after thinking about it, and besides, he was worried that if he admitted that it was Long Yuanwu's hand, his old face would not be able to hang up.

"In case it's Long Yuanwu's hand, then what should we do?" said a member of the An family, with a confused expression.

"Slap", as soon as the clansman's voice fell, Tie Jing slapped him in the face: "Is it your turn to speak?"

This person is a right-hand man by An Haitao's side.

An Haitao saw the iron pharmacist beating him, of course he didn't feel good in his heart, but in comparison, he was more afraid of the pharmacist.

With the status of a pharmacist, even if a Qingshan Sect disciple saw him, he had to give three points of courtesy, let alone a member of a family.

Since it was the hand of the iron medicine master, the others had nothing to say.

"What are you doing in a daze, rush up for me and kill that stinky boy!" The iron pharmacist has realized that his opponent's strength is strong, and he is worried that he will not be able to hold his face after the truth is revealed, and he can't wait to kill Long Yuanwu.

"Whoever is up, you are up!" The iron pharmacist stared, looking at the An family who had almost broken the mystery just now, and there was a trace of oppression in his eyes.

"I ...... No...... Not ......"

With a "snap", Tie Jing couldn't help but say, and slapped him in the face, making him dizzy and rolling aside.

"You go!" Tie Jing then pointed at An Haitao and gave the order to die.