"Yao Cuihua, now you can rest assured and boldly go with them, only they can protect you!" Long Yuanwu said this, he didn't want Yao Cuihua to rely too much on himself, he wanted to concentrate on dealing with An Yilong.

"Long Yuanwu!" Yao Cuihua was still not at ease, and was unwilling to go with Long Ling'er.

"Okay, don't bother, if the two of them dare to abuse you, just tell me!" Long Yuanwu said with an unusually serious expression.

"Okay. Yao Cuihua nodded slightly, not wanting to embarrass Long Yuanwu.

Looking at the three girls who turned to leave, Long Yuanwu shook his head helplessly, very worried that the three girls would be jealous.

"Long Yuanwu, I really didn't expect that after a few weeks, you actually had a reborn change!" An Yilong glared angrily, looking at Long Yuanwu's eyes with a touch of confusion.

"I have to thank you An family, if you hadn't forced me to make a change, maybe I would still be the same person I was a few weeks ago!" Long Yuanwu smiled faintly, and said sarcastically.

"It's a pity that you don't have a chance to rise again, because I won't let you live until tomorrow!" An Yilong said bluntly.

"In that case, let's let the horse come, my fist is itching!" Long Yuanwu said with a disdainful expression.

"I'm not overpowering! I'll let you see now, the power of the Nine Rank Martial Artists!" An Yilong's eyes sharpened, and he looked at Long Yuanwu's gaze, revealing a trace of sharp edge.

Then he clenched his fists and rushed towards Long Yuanwu.

"Big brother, don't be fooled!" An Yitao suddenly made a move to stop An Yilong's risky behavior, he has the strength of a martial artist eight grades, and he has lost to Long Yuanwu one after another, so he is relatively clear about Long Yuanwu's strength.

In his opinion, An Yilong's strength should be on par with Long Yuanwu's strength.

Moreover, the main purpose of their return to the family this time was not to deal with Long Yuanwu and the Long family, it was to kidnap the three women, including Long Ling'er.

"Don't be afraid! Your eldest brother has the strength of a martial artist nine grades, which is equivalent to a low-level martial artist, and he will definitely not lose to a mere waste! Not to mention that Long Yuanwu was once a defeated general under me!" An Yilong said angrily.

An Yitao still wanted to continue to dissuade, but he knew An Yilong's temper, and the more he dissuaded, the more counterproductive it would be.

An Yilong's voice had fallen, he took a few steps forward, and then clenched his fists and rushed towards Long Yuanwu.

When he rushed to the opposite side of Long Yuanwu, he jumped up, opened his mouth in mid-air, and the raging flame that he held in his mouth suddenly roared away with a sharp sound of breaking wind.

This flame is not an ordinary flame, it is a strange fire, a kind of creature that exists in the natural world.

Like a human, he can also cultivate a martial soul.

At this moment, this cluster of flames released its own martial soul, and its martial soul was a human.

"It's not bad!" Looking at the cluster of flames that broke through the sky, Long Yuanwu praised it.

He didn't plan to use the fan in his hand to meet the other party's move, but he wanted to avoid it with all his might, but behind him was Yao Cuihua, and then behind him were Long Ling'er and Lin Qianqian.

If they suddenly dodge, it would be difficult to ensure the safety of the three of them, so Long Yuanwu decided to stay at the scene at the last moment and turn into the other party's trick with his true skills.

I saw that his arms were swimming slightly, and the next moment, one ray after another of light came out from behind him.

His martial soul space opened, and his Dragon Slaying Heavenly Venerable Martial Soul blessed him with a powerful force.

After receiving the blessing of this power, Long Yuanwu felt that his body was full of strength, and he was eager to verify his current strength.

I could only see his clenched fists crunching, and the next moment he smashed into the void with the form that rushed away.

With a bang, as soon as his punch was smashed, a thunderous roar sounded in the void.

The next moment, a condensed edge burst through the air from the surface of his fist, colliding with the flames.

In the end, both exploded, like a firework, leaving an extremely gorgeous and dazzling scene.

"Ah!" Seeing this scene, An Yilong looked horrified, and took a few steps back one after another, but he didn't expect Long Yuanwu to actually resolve his move.

He vaguely felt that he was probably going to cause himself a lot of trouble now, in fact, the purpose of his return to the family was for the wedding this weekend.

It was a wedding for all three of their brothers at the same time.

There was a precondition for that, all three women, including Long Ling'er, had to be brought back.

He has a certain amount of confidence, because he has also cultivated the big red sedan chair martial spirit, which is a woman's nemesis.

He also had other anxieties, because in three months, the Qingshan Gate would hold a dance party, and those who were promoted would be able to become inner disciples. Only by becoming an inner disciple can you get the protection of Qingshanmen.

"Long Yuanwu, my purpose here is not to kill you, but to exchange Yao Cuihua for my second brother, now, my purpose has been achieved, I don't want to continue to entangle with you!" An Yilong glared angrily.

"I know by looking at your expression that you are unwilling, unwilling to lose to me, unwilling to be robbed of Yao Cuihua, right!" Long Yuanwu's words revealed a hint of mockery.

"Since you want to fight me so much, then okay, I'll accompany you to the end!" An Yilong's eyes sharpened, and then he took a few steps forward and shouted.

Then his arms swam smoothly, and the aura behind him continued to swallow, and the next moment he saw a blood-red sedan chair, which broke out of the air, and appeared above his head with a sharp sound of breaking the sky.

"Ah!" Seeing this sedan chair, a look of horror appeared on Long Ling'er's face, not only him, but also Lin Qianqian and Yang Cuihua's expressions.

They know that the big red flower is wrinkled, and they know that he is a woman's nemesis, so they all have a strong look of jealousy on their faces.

They all looked at Long Yuanwu for help, hoping that he would not further record An Yilong,

Sensing the smear of eggs on the faces of Long Ling'er's three women, Long Yuanwu smiled faintly,

He has already recovered two big red flowers called martial spirits one after another, and this last one is not bad.

Looking at the unlovely big saffron yeast powder Long Yuanwu, with a proud face, his figure was as tall as a mountain,

There was no panic because of the killing of the saffron sedan chair soul,

It was only when the Great Red Flower Sect Dancing Soul rushed to his face that he reacted,

I saw him waving his hand, a folding fan grasped in his hand, lying in his palm, rotating rapidly,

The next moment, the folding fan was suddenly grabbed by him and out of control, and roared away with a sharp sound of breaking the sky.

With a bang, this folding fan and the big red flower with a hole made my soul collide together in mid-air.

Under the collision of gravity, the fan and the big red flower exchanged 5 points, and both retreated!