"Let the horses come. Long Yuanwu shook the folding fan in his hand, with a look of disdain.

Seeing Long Yuanwu's arrogant posture, the anger on Long Hong's face became even stronger, and he used his spiritual power to control the firewood knife martial soul that was spinning and moving at high speed in mid-air, and killed Long Yuanwu.

Looking at the firewood knife martial soul that was flying towards him, Long Yuanwu's arms swam smoothly, and the aura behind him was uncertain.

His martial soul space opened again, and at this time, the voice of the Dragon Slaying Tianzun martial soul came from the martial soul space: "I want to devour, I want to devour." ”

The moment the martial soul space opened, a majestic force was blessed on Long Yuanwu's body.

At this moment, Long Yuanwu felt that he was full of strength, and this power was finally blessed with his right fist, and the next moment he clenched his fist tightly, and directly collided with the whirling firewood knife martial spirit.

Sonorous thud.

With the sound of gold and stone communication, a cluster of dazzling sparks bloomed.

Under the onslaught of Long Yuanwu's punch, the whirling firewood knife martial soul was like hitting a fine steel hammer, and the blade was directly curled.

"Ah!" Seeing Long Yuanwu make this move, a look of shock appeared on Long Hong's face, but he didn't expect Long Yuanwu to take this move with his bare hands!

After punching the firewood knife martial soul away, Long Yuanwu's body swept away like the wind and landed in front of Long Hong.

"Elder Hong, you should know who you are offending against, I am not only me, but also the head of the clan. Long Yuanwu raised his right arm as he said this.

"Ahh

Previously, he was slapped on the face by Long Yuanwu with the same move, and now he has a kind of fear mentality, as long as he sees Long Yuanwu raise his right arm, his instinctive reaction is to look for a mysterious master who may be hiding in the shadows.

In his opinion, Long Yuanwu must have invited a master, and this person is hiding in the shadows, and when Long Yuanwu raises his right arm to attract his attention, this master may make a move.

Not only Long Hong, but the other Long family members all thought that Long Yuanwu had invited a master, and this person was hiding in the shadows and preparing to make a move, so their eyes also turned to suspicious corners.

However, they glanced around, but they didn't see any suspicious figures, and by the time they turned their gaze back to Long Yuanwu, everything was over.

I saw that Long Yuanwu waved his hand and slapped it, and his right arm turned into an afterimage, spreading infinitely, and breaking through the air in an instant.

In the end, he slapped Long Hong in the face.

And the moment Long Yuanwu made a move, almost no one saw it.

"You!" Under the heavy blow of Long Yuanwu's slap, Long Hong's figure flew away and flew directly out of the lobby.

"Long Yuanwu, you wait for the old man. Long Hong covered his cheeks, his eyes still scanning all corners of the neighborhood as he made this threat.

"Could it be that you still want to take revenge?" Long Yuanwu's eyes sharpened, he took a step forward, and raised his right hand again.

"Long Yuanwu, I'll forget it. Lin Qianqian walked up and stood in front of Long Yuanwu.

"Do you want to speak for this old man? Long Yuanwu glanced at Lin Qianqian, his eyes revealing a hint of sharpness.

"No, I just think that your Long family should unite with each other and unite with each other!" Lin Qianqian subconsciously looked at the east of the city as she spoke, and then reminded in a low voice, "An Yiming is a Qingshan Sect disciple, and he was abolished by you, but the other Qingshan Sect disciples have not moved, don't you think it's a little strange?"

"That's just as well. Long Yuanwu shook the folding fan in his hand and nodded slightly.

"Don't you have a strong hearing, did you hear the conversation of the Qingshan Sect disciple?" Lin Qianqian said.

"What do you think?" Long Yuanwu asked rhetorically.

Lin Qianqian glanced at him with a look of complaint. In her opinion, Long Yuanwu should trust her, trust her loyalty, and say what is in his heart without reservation, but she didn't expect Long Yuanwu to be so wary of herself!

"Long Yuanwu, you don't even trust me?" The look of complaint on Lin Qianqian's face became even stronger.

"When is it now, is it useful to say this? I just want to calm down and find some time to cultivate. Long Yuanwu said.

As soon as Long Yuanwu's voice fell, he turned around and walked towards the practice room.

"Brother Yuanwu, be careful. Long Ling'er reminded.

"Thank you. Long Yuanwu said.

"Brother Yuanwu, did you hear the conversation of the Qingshan Sect disciple just now?" asked Long Ling'er.

"Hmm. Long Yuanwu nodded.

"What did they say?" asked Long Ling'er.

"They said they would launch a sneak attack while I was practicing. Long Yuanwu said bluntly.

"Then it seems that you have to be more careful, I will try my best to protect your safety, you can rest assured that you can cultivate!" Long Ling'er comforted.

"Thank you. Long Yuanwu smiled faintly, then took a big stride and walked towards the practice room.

Looking at Long Yuanwu's back as he gradually moved away, a trace of anger that could not be concealed appeared on Lin Qianqian's face.

"Why is Long Yuanwu so honest with you, but so defensive about me?" Lin Qianqian's little face showed a touch of jealousy, and she grabbed Long Ling'er's arm, hoping that the other party would give her a reasonable explanation.

"Just ask him to go!" Long Ling'er shook off Lin Qianqian's arm, and then turned to leave.

Long Yuanwu walked into the practice room, walked onto a mat spread on the ground, and then sat cross-legged, with his five hearts to the sky, his eyes and nose and his heart, and devoted himself to cultivation.

"Big brother, Long Yuanwu has already entered, when will we take action?" In the east of the city, on the territory of the An family, Bai Jingsong and the two brothers stood side by side, with an anxious expression.

"Wait, wait until he enters the cultivation state. Rhodiola said.

"How do we know if he has entered the cultivation state?" Bai Jingsong wondered.

"Let Lao Hong, that old man, help pass on the information, and we will be in charge of the operation. Rhodiola said.

"Good!"

............

After Long Yuanwu entered the practice room, he calmed down, turned on his powerful perception ability, and sensed the fluctuation of Yuan Force in the east of the city.

His ears twitched slightly, trying to pick up the sounds in the direction of the east of the city.

He sat by the window, and could easily hear the sound of the east side of the city.

The voices of the three Bai Rhodiola brothers faintly came to his ears, and the three of them were not far from the Long family, about one or two hundred meters.

Because they planned to launch a sneak attack, they all gathered on a street in the east of the Long family, which was the dividing line between the two families.

If they were closer to Long Yuanwu, Long Yuanwu might not be able to hear their conversation clearly.

"Come on, give you half an hour, otherwise, you won't have a chance!" Long Yuanwu muttered.

At this moment, his eyes looking in the direction of the east of the city showed a trace of disdain.

Retracting his gaze, Long Yuanwu took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and then closed his eyes slightly, and his breath sank into the dantian.

Then, a stream of true qi was drawn out of the dantian, and this true qi finally ran to one finger of his right hand, as if there was a star faintly twinkling at his fingertips.

Then, he raised his finger and pointed it towards a point on his chest.

This means the beginning of cultivation.

Before entering the next stage of training, he subconsciously glanced at Chengdong and listened to the movements of the An family again.

He heard a piece of information that shocked him, that old man Long Hong actually colluded with the three Bai Rhodiola brothers.

"When my strength improves, I will wipe you all out!" Long Yuanwu's current cultivation is the sixth rank of martial artists, and he does not yet have the strength to destroy this group of Qingshan Sect disciples.

The cultivation of the three brothers of Rhodiola is above the sixth rank of the martial artist, among them, the cultivation of Rhodiola is even higher than the seventh rank of the martial artist.

If they attacked at the same time, Long Yuanwu would not be able to deal with it at all with the strength of one person.

Moreover, the cultivation speed of the Bai Rhodiola brothers is also very fast, and they can make breakthroughs in cultivation in a very short period of time.

Long Yuanwu was still a little confused, whether the other An family members had returned to the family one after another, and if so, where were they hiding? Why couldn't they hear their movements?

"Regardless of whether they have returned or not, and where they are hiding. Long Yuanwu retracted his thoughts and entered the cultivation state again.

The stream of true qi that ran to the fingertips started from this acupuncture point on the chest and rushed towards the other meridians.

Since most of these meridians were in a closed state, when they were impacted by this true qi, a small lump bulged on Long Yuanwu's chest.

The small lump was like a stream of water, constantly flowing through his skin, giving him a painful feeling of flesh tearing.

Long Yuanwu clenched his teeth and continued to attract true qi, impacting towards the meridians in all directions.

In this way, after persisting for about ten minutes, I heard a crackling sound.

One by one, the meridians were opened up by this true qi one after another.

A massive amount of true qi, along these meridians, reached the various acupuncture points on the chest, and finally reached all parts of the body, he felt that his limbs were full of strength, and he also had an idea of wanting to confirm his strength. A strong killing aura erupted from all over his body.

This murderous aura centered on him and spread rapidly, and within a radius of more than ten meters, it was enveloped by this murderous aura.

"What a murderous aura!" On the roof of the practice room, there was a man in black, his eyes followed a crack in the roof, looked into the room, and after sensing this murderous aura, his complexion changed slightly.

At this moment, he was a little hesitant, not knowing whether he should rush in and kill Long Yuanwu immediately.

"Since you're here, why don't you show up and see it?" Long Yuanwu let out a long breath of turbidity, his cultivation had already reached the seventh rank of a martial artist.

I thought it would take about half an hour, but I didn't expect to make a breakthrough ahead of schedule.

The reason why he was able to make a breakthrough in such a quick period of time was because his current cultivation was still at a low level.

"Click".

The roof cracked, and a dark shadow slowly descended from the roof. Holding a big knife in his hand, he pointed at Long Yuanwu, and the killing intent swept up and down his body.

As soon as he hit the ground, he slapped the storage bag and took out an elixir from it to devour it.

He devoured an ancient seven-rank elixir, and with the replenishment of the heaven and earth essence qi given by this pill, he could burst out with the strength of the seven-rank martial artist.

"I really didn't expect that in such a short period of time, your cultivation has already made a breakthrough, but I have already swallowed an ancient seven-grade elixir, and I can still kill you!" The man in black pointed at Long Yuanwu with a knife, with a confident expression.

"Listen to your voice, you should be Bai Jingsong, the third of the three brothers, right?" Long Yuanwu said.

"Yes, I'm Bai Jingsong!" Bai Jingsong tore off the black cloth covering his face and said murderously.

"Do you and I have an enmity?" Long Yuanwu slowly swam his arms, preparing to collect his merits.

"You abolished An Yiming, he is our Qingshanmen disciple, and if you abolish him, it is equivalent to challenging our Qingshanmen. Bai Jingsong pointed a knife at Long Yuanwu and threatened.

"In that case, then come on, I'll give you this chance, but only this once!" Long Yuanwu sat still and continued to prepare for the harvest.

"Suffer death!" Bai Jingsong's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he rushed forward with a big knife in his hand.

He was very fast, his body was like the wind, he rolled up a thin layer of dirt on the ground, and rushed to Long Yuanwu in half a breath.

"I can't help myself!" Long Yuanwu's eyes were sharp, his fists were clenched, and he smashed it against the opponent's edge.

At the same time, his martial soul space opened, and a massive amount of true qi was blessed in his fist.

At this moment, his fist was extremely hard, enough to split gold and stone.

His current cultivation has reached the seven grades of martial arts, what is the concept of seven grades?

The first, second, and third grades are equivalent to the early stage, the fourth, fifth, and sixth grades are equivalent to the middle stage, and the seventh, eighth, and ninth grades are equivalent to the late stage.

Therefore, after breaking through to the seventh grade, he has already made a substantial breakthrough in his cultivation.

So, his fists are stronger than before.

Bai Jingsong's big knife stabbed into Long Yuanwu's fist impartially, and the blade curled, giving birth to a powerful rebound force.

Under the effect of this rebound force, his figure floated upside down.

At this moment, Long Yuanwu stood up, his body turned into an afterimage like the wind, and he rushed towards Bai Jingsong, who was floating upside down, and when the opponent's figure had not yet landed, he smashed into the opponent's chest with several punches, smashing it like a sandbag.

Bai Jingsong spurted out a mouthful of blood in mid-air and slammed into the hard shadow wall.

"Long Yuanwu...... You ......" Bai Jingsong spurted blood from his mouth and struggled to get up.

"You, no!" Long Yuanwu shook his head, a look of disdain.

"Cultivation is arrogant!" Bai Jingsong glared angrily, shouted, and continued to rush up with a big knife in his hand.

"Wait!" the door was kicked open, and the two girls rushed up, and they all broke off.

The next moment, Long Ling'er raised his right hand and ran a stream of true qi from the dantian to his fingertips, turning it into a beam of sharp edges that condensed into substance, and shot towards Bai Jingsong with a sharp sound of breaking through the sky.

"Ahh

"It's none of your two girls' business, I hope you don't meddle in your affairs!" Bai Jingsong's face was annoyed, and his eyes were sharp, like two sharp swords, shooting straight at Long Ling'er and the two girls.

At this time, the two brothers, Rhodiola Bai and Rhodiola Bactola, had also rushed in.

The two of them came in close to the old man Long Hong.

"Bai Jingsong, our Long family doesn't want to be opposed to Qingshanmen, I hope you will do it yourself!" Long Ling'er said.