Because he was too afraid of the two weapons in Long Yuanwu's hands, An Haiming was forced to make a compromise at this moment, but he believed that if it was just a competition between the two martial souls, he would definitely be able to win.

In fact, three days ago, he had seen the power of Long Yuanwu's martial soul, but the scene he saw could not reflect the true strength of Long Yuanwu's martial soul.

The strength of Long Yuanwu's Dragon Slaying Tianzun Martial Soul is limited by the master's physical condition and cultivation.

If Long Yuanwu has a physical problem, or his cultivation is not high enough, no matter how strong the martial soul is, he will not be able to exert his due strength.

Moreover, Long Yuanwu's martial soul is humanoid, which is not the same as a martial soul such as a sword.

His martial soul mainly blesses his muscles and bones, while martial souls such as swords are different.

To make a very simple comparison, martial souls such as swords can be used to cut fruits, while Long Yuanwu's Dragon Slaying Tianzun Martial Soul will not do this kind of thing.

The Dragon Slayer Tianzun Martial Spirit would first contribute its power to Long Yuanwu himself, and then burst out through his physical body.

In a nutshell, the Dragon Slaying Tianzun Martial Soul cannot completely replace a martial soul like a sword.

"Kneel down and call me dad?" Long Yuanwu smiled, this is really an interesting punishment, "Last time, your cousin An Wang once said that he wanted to kneel down and recognize me as a godfather, but he has not fulfilled his promise so far, how can you believe what you say?"

An Hai hesitated all of a sudden, his eyes swept around, and finally landed on a familiar person, it was his cousin An Wang.

A few days ago, when An Wang and An Haiming were making trouble in Xi Shi Tofu Factory, they were injured by Long Yuanwu, and their injuries did not completely improve, their faces were smeared with plasters and bandages, and they hid in a corner to peek.

Facing Long Yuanwu's gaze, An Wang immediately retracted his head and hid in the corner.

"If you want to compete with me for the strength of a pure martial soul, you must first fulfill the promise you made last time, otherwise, ......" The corners of Long Yuanwu's lips lifted a sneer, and he gently rubbed the blade with his fingers, approaching An Haiming step by step.

The suffocating coercion released from his body almost entirely came from the big knife in his hand.

In comparison, the fan martial soul he had captured from An Haiming a few days ago was overshadowed.

As Long Yuanwu approached step by step, An Haiming's psychological pressure became more and more intense, and by observing Long Yuanwu's expression, he felt a killing force that he had never felt before.

However, what really affected his mentality was not the unpredictable outcome of the battle that was about to break out, but a peasant woman whom he fancied.

At this moment, his mind is still full of all kinds of unsightly pictures, and he can't wait to return to that woman's bed immediately and experience a fairy-like happy life.

It was driven by this desire that he didn't want to be in a stalemate with Long Yuanwu.

At this moment, his Great Sword Martial Soul, centered on him, hovered above his head, but he never waited for the order to attack, because compared to the Great Sword in Long Yuanwu's hand, the power of his Great Sword Martial Soul was too ordinary.

"Cousin, come over here. An Haiming screamed around the corner. He just wanted to end this fight early and do it with the peasant woman.

Hearing An Haiming's shout, An Wang, who was hiding in the corner, trembled all over.

"Cousin, you...... What do you call me?" An Wang had a bad premonition and said in a slur manner.

"The grievances between you and Long Yuanwu have not yet been settled, you talk to him first, I will have something to do when I go back, and I will continue to talk to him when I come back." As soon as An Haiming's voice fell, he suddenly jumped up and rushed to the sky.

His big sword martial soul was in charge of the break, only for the same purpose, covering An Haiming's evacuation.

Seeing this scene, almost everyone, including Long Yuanwu, was dumbfounded.

This is their impression of the little young master of the An family, isn't he crazy, how could he suddenly become so timid and afraid.

"Damn, I'm not afraid of Long Yuanwu, but because there is a woman waiting for me in bed, hahahaha!" An Haiming's figure was about to disappear, and he didn't forget to show off for a while.

However, the next scene shocked him.

"Help me, help me!" With a rapid cry for help, a peasant woman, with a frightened look on her face, ran out of an alley, and after looking around a few times, she rushed directly to Long Yuanwu.

"Young Master Long, please save me, save me!" The woman rushed to Long Yuanwu, and without saying anything, she "fluttered", knelt on the ground, and then kowtowed repeatedly.

"What's your name?Where is your home?What happened?" Long Yuanwu's face became extremely solemn, he was not afraid of heaven and earth, but he was afraid of women crying.

At this moment, he is holding a big knife in his left hand and a fan martial soul in his right hand, with a trace of pity in his eyes.

He didn't take the initiative to help the other party because he didn't know enough about the situation.

"My name is Yao Cuihua, my home is in Yaojia Villa, I went to Wolong City to buy necessities, I didn't expect to meet the little master of the An family on the way, he insisted on inviting me to his house as a guest, I didn't follow, they locked me up, I escaped while they left, and I inquired all the way and finally found you. Yao Cuihua grabbed one of Long Yuanwu's arms and prayed, "Little Master of the Long Family, please help the little girl to be the master, the little girl is willing to serve you as a cow and a horse for a lifetime." ”

"You get up!" Long Yuanwu said softly.

Yao Cuihua stood up slowly, never daring to look at Long Yuanwu.

After Yao Cuihua stood up, Long Yuanwu pinched her chin and looked at her, then looked at her figure again, nodded and said, "From now on, you will come to my house to be a maid, how about it?"

"The little girl is here to kneel and thank you!" Yao Cuihua hid her face and cried, and knelt down with a puff.

Long Yuanwu felt a little helpless, looked up at the sky, and then helped Yao Cuihua up.

"You three come here. Long Yuanwu's gaze looked at the three female clansmen.

"Patriarch, what do you command?" the three of them bowed their hands in unison and said respectfully.

"You take Yao Cuihua back to wash her face, and then change her body, from today on, she will officially join our Long family as a maid. Long Yuanwu explained.

"Yes!" The three of them bowed their hands in unison and came to Yao Cuihua's side, ready to take her away.

In order to ensure Yao Cuihua's safety, Long Yuanwu sent many more clansmen.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

"Wait! she's my woman, whoever dares to touch him will kill him!" An Haiming's angry voice, with a murderous intent, flew down from mid-air.

"You still have the courage to come back, you are really bold!" Long Yuanwu smiled coldly and said sarcastically, "It's okay to save me from chasing you to your house!"

"Long Yuanwu, she is my woman, if you dare to touch her, you will definitely die without a corpse!" An Haiming was full of murderous energy, driven by desire, the whole person gradually lost his mind.