"Ahh

"Dragon Martial Soul?"

An Wang screamed, instantly enveloped by a wave of despair, and the next moment his body flew upside down and landed on the canopy of a tree more than a hundred meters away.

"This!" The onlookers were all surprised, and they punched an opponent of the same level more than 100 meters with one punch, what a terrifying strength this is! Only with the help of the power of the martial soul can it be done. Of course, this refers to between two opponents of the same division. There is usually no comparison between two opponents at different levels.

In this world where martial arts are respected, if you want to become a true martial artist, you must first awaken your martial spirit.

Cultivating with the help of the power of the martial soul can achieve twice the result with half the effort. When playing against others, unleashing martial spirits can make the battle more exciting, and can turn the defeat around at a critical moment.

There are many types of martial spirits, and the list goes on. It is mainly divided into four levels: heaven, earth, Xuan, and yellow. Each grade can be subdivided into ten grades.

For example, the "sickle" martial soul is the most suitable for people who are interested in agriculture.

For example, martial spirits such as "knife" and "sword" are very practical and are also one of the most common martial souls.

"Sneer~~"

On Long Yuanwu's body, there were lines of crimson arcs flowing, stirring with the sound of swishing electricity.

Long Yuanwu's whole person is still blood-red, and the outline of his facial features still seems to be outlined by lines, like a two-dimensional character.

"Dragon Martial Soul?!Are you all blind?" Long Yuanwu scolded. His martial soul is not the dragon behind him, but something else.

Hearing Long Yuanwu's scolding, the onlookers came back to their senses, and with confused eyes, they subconsciously swept away, and finally fell behind Long Yuanwu again.

I saw that under the head of the dragon just now, there was still a person hidden, as if out of thin air, the majestic body, like a mountain, rose higher and higher, and finally rose to more than ten zhang.

On his shoulder, he carried a dragon.

This person, dressed in a legendary god of war costume, carried a dragon on his shoulder, and his blue eyes faintly flashed with thunder.

Behind him, eighteen squads of weapons, point-to-tip divergence, rotated and moved at extreme speed.

"Ahh

"His martial soul is not a dragon, but a person, and this dragon is just one of his prey!"

The onlookers were all shocked and involuntarily took a few steps back.

"Do you know what kind of martial soul this is? It is the Dragon Slayer Tianzun Martial Soul! It is the soul of my previous life! I am the reincarnation of the Dragon Slayer Tianzun!" Long Yuanwu was emotional, and his fists were clenched tightly as he spoke, as if everything in heaven and earth was under his control.

His words were both shocking and confusing.

"Dragon Slayer Tianzun Martial Soul?!"

"What kind of martial soul is this?"

"Long Yuanwu is the first day of Wolong City, but when did he awaken such a powerful martial spirit?"

With a look of shock on his face, An Wang suddenly fell to his knees and begged Long Yuanwu for forgiveness.

"Didn't you say that you want to recognize me as your godfather? Why did you regret it?" Long Yuanwu's voice fell, and he kicked it away, kicking An Wang upside down.

Long Kui, An Haiming and their servants rushed over in a menacing manner.

"Long Yuanwu, be presumptuous!" With a broken drink, Long Kui's figure flashed, and his cold voice revealed a strong oppressive force, "Second Young Master An's purpose here is to cooperate with our Long family, and there was a little misunderstanding during this period, which is not a big deal." What are you doing here?"

He mentioned Second Young Master An in his words, because he wanted to use An Haiming's power to suppress Long Yuanwu in terms of momentum.

An Haiming's expression was very gloomy, and he had long wanted to rush over to teach Long Yuanwu a lesson, but he was more willing to watch the Long family fight in the nest.

At this moment, he was holding a folding fan in his hand, looking at the scene of Long Yuanwu and Long Kui quarreling, with a gloating face.

"Cooperation, do they seem to be here to cooperate, why do you want to destroy my mother's tofu workshop?" Long Yuanwu's eyes flashed with a cold light. I had long expected that Long Kui would be on the side of the An family.

Looking at Long Yuanwu's pair of cold eyes, Long Kui's heart condensed slightly. I had never seen Long Yuanwu look at him with such eyes, and he felt a little oppressed for a while.

He knew that it was best not to deal with people like Long Yuanwu in public.

"I'm the acting head of the house, and I'm in charge of that. You'd better go home and recuperate. Long Kui said with a pretended concern.

"Acting head of the family!?Does my father agree?" Long Yuanwu's tone was full of strong sarcasm.

"What do you mean?" Long Kui's voice suddenly lowered a little, and his eyes became a little sharper.

"You're just a self-appointed acting head of the family, and I, rightfully named, have the patriarch's seal. Long Yuanwu waved his hand, and a small cloth bag appeared in his hand, "Before my father went out, he handed this over to me, and he can exercise the rights of the patriarch at a critical moment!"

"How old are you now?" Long Kui tried his best to hide a trace of panic on his face, which revealed a hint of doubt.

"At the age of sixteen, you already have the minimum age requirement to inherit the position of patriarch!" Long Yuanwu said without humility or arrogance.

"Age is only one aspect, and the unanimous consent of the Presbyterian Church is required to succeed to the patriarchal position. The corners of Long Kui's lips hooked up a disapproving arc, but he didn't think that Long Yuanwu, who had just turned sixteen, had this qualification.

"Don't worry, those uncles of the Council of Elders will definitely agree!" Long Yuanwu said angrily.

"Are you so sure?" said Long Kui's words, with a sneer.

"Of course, because the people who hacked me last night have been locked up by the uncles of the Presbyterian Church. You'd better take the initiative to resign, otherwise once the Council of Elders' recall resolution passes, you're afraid you'll end up in disrepute!" Long Yuanwu's words carried a hint of warning, giving people an invisible oppressive force.

After Long Kui heard this, he was slightly silent, and suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled: "In this continent, everything is based on strength, you have become a waste now, what qualifications do you have to be the head of the family?"

"Is it a waste, you have already seen it just now, in our Long family, everyone has the opportunity to be the head of the family, except for those who eat inside and outside!" Long Yuanwu's brows raised a touch of sarcasm.

"What, you dare to scold me for eating inside and out!" Long Kui glared angrily, clenched his fists, and squeaked. Then he took a few steps forward, raised his right hand, and slapped it over, "Let Lao Tzu teach you a lesson!"

"When you see the seal of the patriarch, if you see the first generation of the patriarch, the other clansmen must not offend, if you violate the order......" The military general of the Year of the Dragon stopped, and his sharp eyes revealed a hint of warning.

As he spoke, the clan seal in his hand faintly emitted a trace of thunder.

"Ah!" Long Kui's face changed, and he suddenly stopped his steps.

In the seal of the patriarch, there is a trace of the spirit body of the first patriarch, which can suck the spirit of the person into it, and make people have the illusion that the spirit has left the body and arrived in another world.

In this world, you can meet the first patriarchs.

The first elder had great prestige in the eyes of his clan, and no one dared to go against his will.

According to the will of the first elder, the Patriarch Seal is kept by the current Patriarch, and the Seal can be handed over to a trustworthy person at a critical moment. The latter can exercise the rights of the patriarch by virtue of the seal.

"Don't you want to do it?" Long Yuanwu held the seal in his hand and approached step by step.