This man in black is called Xiong Feng, and the purpose of coming here is to assist Xiong Ming in carrying out his mission.

Their goal was to persuade Long Yuanwu to join Qingshanmen, and if Long Yuanwu refused, they would kill him. In their opinion, Long Yuanwu would sooner or later rise to become a generation of geniuses, and at that time, it would cause great pressure on Qingshan Sect, and even become a big disaster.

Only success, not failure. They have reached an agreement and agreed on a concrete course of action.

Seeing Long Yuanwu leaving, Long Ling'er immediately followed him and rushed to the Lin family's private pharmacy located on the Golden Avenue.

At this moment, Xiong Feng's figure flashed, like a gust of wind, appeared behind Long Ling'er.

Seeing this whirlwind blowing towards her, a trace of panic appeared on Long Ling'er's face, and her intuition told her that she had been fooled. Long Yuanwu fell for the trick of diverting the tiger from the mountain and was anxious to get out, but she knew that with her current strength, it would be difficult to get rid of the other party.

Just now, the speed of this black man rushing over was too fast, beyond his imagination, so in his opinion, if he confronted the other party head-on, it was impossible to defeat the other party, and now what he was most worried about was being taken hostage by the other party, and the consequences would be unimaginable at that time.

Xiong Feng is bound to win this time, he knows that if he doesn't do it now, he may not have a chance at that time, he is worried that Long Yuanwu will return to the scene, if he goes head-to-head with Long Yuanwu, the chance of winning will be much smaller.

He inquired about Long Yuanwu's situation from others, and knew that Long Yuanwu was not easy to deal with, although Long Yuanwu's cultivation was not high, but he had rich combat experience and a terrifying martial spirit.

"Who are you?" Long Ling'er looked panicked, worried that he would be taken hostage by others, especially by men, and his innocence might be destroyed at that time.

"I'm the one who wants your life!" Xiong Feng didn't really want the other party's life, so he wanted to threaten or deter the other party and make the other party honest.

Hearing the other party's words, Long Ling'er's face changed and became a little pale, knowing the strength of the other party, his intuition told him that he should not continue to entangle with the other party, because there was no benefit.

With such a thought, Long Ling'er's body retreated sharply, turning into a shadow of nothingness, for him, only by choosing to avoid it was possible to reverse the situation and seize the initiative.

It is very important to take the initiative in battle, otherwise you may be led by the nose, so you must reverse the current situation that is extremely unfavorable to you.

While he retreated, his arms moved slightly, and the next moment he saw a halo appear behind him, and in the center of this aura, there was a white cloth, thinking that a white cloth was swimming slightly.

This white cloth is his martial spirit.

This white cloth broke out of the air, like a white snake, after breaking through the air, it swam in the air, swooping down, and suddenly this white cloth turned into a big knife and broke through the air, rushing towards Xiong Feng.

"With this little bit of strength, you also want to deal with me!" Seeing the big knife that broke through the sky, Xiong Feng's face had a touch of disdain, in his opinion, not to mention a dragon Ling'er, even a thousand, and it was not his opponent.

Long Ling'er's cultivation is stagnant in the second rank of martial arts, while Xiong Feng's cultivation is up to the sixth rank of martial arts, and the difference in strength between the two can be described as the difference between cloud and mud.

Theoretically, one Xiong Feng is enough to deal with 10,000 Long Ling'er at the same time, so in Xiong Feng's eyes, Long Ling'er is like an ant.

For any attack by Long Ling'er, Xiong Feng showed disdain, seeing the big knife that broke through the air, he waved his hand in a dashing manner, raised two fingers and gently clamped it, and clamped the tip of the knife, and the next moment, the big knife suddenly turned into a cloud of white smoke, drifting with the wind.

This white cloth turned into its original form, and then returned to Long Ling'er's martial soul space.

At this time, he only saw a dart appear in the palm of his hand, and after this dart was launched from his cuff, it carried a sharp sound of air, and the surface was filled with raging flames, and when it broke through the sky, the whole body was fiery red like a meteor cutting through the void.

For him, the top priority is to delay as much time as possible, and he believes that Long Yuanwu will be killed soon, because Long Yuanwu is a careful person, and if he doesn't wait for her arrival for a long time, he will definitely be suspicious.

Now he has been in a stalemate with the other party for about three minutes, and if he holds on for another minute or two, he may be able to see Long Yuanwu appear.

At this moment, Long Yuanwu was rushing towards the Lin family's private pharmacy on the Golden Avenue, he rushed forward while waiting for Long Ling'er's arrival, and after waiting for most of the day, his intuition told him that Long Ling'er was afraid that he was in trouble, so he immediately stopped his pace.

In fact, Long Yuanwu had already guessed the identity of the person who kidnapped Lin Qianqian, and it was very likely that he came from the Lin family's private pharmacy, and it was supposed to be a woman who kidnapped her.

In this world where martial arts are respected, the behavior of men hijacking women is usually suspicious of the outside world, and the reputation of the woman is extremely bad. Generally speaking, men think carefully before deciding to take a woman hostage, so as not to be unreasonable.

If it was the two women in the Lin family's private pharmacy who hijacked Lin Qianqian, she didn't have to worry, the other party would take some drastic measures at most, and he also hoped that Lin Qianqian would suffer a little.

With such a thought, he immediately turned around and prepared to go to rescue Long Ling'er, for him, Long Ling'er's importance was irreplaceable.

With his current cultivation, it was enough to fight a tie with Xiong Feng, but he didn't know who the person who kidnapped Long Ling'er was, so when he rushed back, he turned on his powerful perception ability to sense the fluctuations of the other party's Yuan Force.

He successfully sensed the fluctuations of the opponent's breath, and through the information he perceived, the opponent's cultivation was as high as the sixth rank of the martial artist, and Long Yuanwu's current cultivation had reached the fourth rank of the martial artist, which happened to be able to compete with such an opponent, and had the strength to draw with the opponent.

By perceiving the fluctuation of the breath, he judged that Long Ling'er had not been hijacked yet, which was definitely good news for him, if the bell was hijacked, it would be a big trouble, but with his current speed, it should not be a problem to catch up with Long Ling'er.

With such a thought, he quickened his pace, his body was like the wind, sweeping the ground with dirt and leaves, and the gravel rushed up, he had already locked the exact location of the two breaths, one breath came from Xiong Feng, and the other breath came from Long Ling'er.

At this moment, Xiong Feng quickened his pace and rushed towards Long Ling'er. He also activated his powerful perception ability, perceiving the abnormal yuan force fluctuations around him, and his intuition told him that someone was approaching, and that this person's strength was high, however, he couldn't accurately perceive the other party's cultivation, because the other party had already reined in his aura.

While sensing the fluctuation of the abnormal yuan force, he accelerated his pace and rushed towards Long Ling'er, although he was very confident in his own strength, he was also afraid of extraneous branches.

With this thought in mind, he quickened his pace and rushed forward, and his entire body turned into a void existence, giving birth to a strong aura that swept away like a whirlwind.

Long Ling'er on the opposite side saw this scene and continued to retreat, his intuition told him that Long Yuanwu had rushed over, because he saw that Xiong Feng's expression was a little wrong, and the other party seemed to be eager to catch him, so he decided to do his best to deal with the attack from Xiong Feng.

At this moment, the white cloth he was holding in his hand had been taken back by him, and the next moment he released the white cloth, which turned into a pair of wings in midair.

This white cloth is his martial soul, which can clone people's martial souls and their attributes.

This white cloth quickly turned into a pair of fiery red wings, which imitated Lin Qianqian's winged martial spirit.

He not only imitated Lin Qianqian's winged martial soul, but also cloned all the attributes of the winged martial soul.

Now when the pair of fiery red wings flapped lightly behind his back, they gave birth to a breath that was extremely destructive.

This pair of fiery red wings can not only give him speed, but also can be used as a weapon to launch direct attacks.

However, his cultivation is too low, a full four levels lower than the other party, even if he is blessed with speed, I am afraid it will be difficult to get rid of the other party, of course, if someone comes to the rescue in time, the situation may be different.

She just intends to do her best to get rid of the other party's entanglement, and a minute that can drag on is a minute.

With such a thought, with the blessing of the speed of the martial soul, the whole person's body turned into a streamer and left the scene like lightning.

At this time, Long Yuanwu was also approaching the two of them at his fastest speed, preparing to rescue Long Ling'er who was in danger.

His entire body turned into a streamer, like a meteor cutting through the void, and the scene was quite spectacular.

Hearing the abnormal sound in mid-air, Xiong Feng's face changed, and his intuition told him that if he had already rushed over, she was a little surprised that Long Yuanwu's speed was so fast, and now he raised his vigilance, and the pace of rushing towards Long Ling'er slowed down slightly.

"If you want to kidnap him, you have to ask me if I agree!" Long Yuanwu's figure landed from mid-air with this threat, like a lightning bolt struck the ground, and the scene was very spectacular.

Long Yuanwu's figure was like a mountain, blocking in front of Long Ling'er, standing head-on with Xiong Feng, looking at the other party's expression was very calm and relaxed, because with his current cultivation, he could fight a draw with the other party.

He held his arms in his arms, looked at each other with a very proud attitude, and looked at Xiong Feng's expression, not to mention how calm he was, Xiong Feng was very unaccustomed to his expression, and felt that his dignity had been greatly hurt.

"Who are you, why are you standing in front of me?" Xiong Feng's expression when he looked at the other party was full of awe-inspiring murderous intent.

"I'm his nominal husband!" Long Yuanwu clasped his arms in his arms, and his expression when he looked at the other party also revealed a hint of murderous intent.

Then he took a step forward and took another step with the other party, and at this moment, Xiong Feng's expression was not much more solemn.

I had heard everything about Long Yuanwu for a long time, including his cultivation and martial soul, and when I saw it today, the other party's momentum was really extraordinary, so I felt a little surprised.

"How high is your cultivation?" Xiong Feng said this, a look of disdain appeared on his face, in his eyes, if a person's cultivation is not high, the combat strength is usually not very strong, because cultivation is directly proportional to strength.

"My cultivation has just broken through to the fourth rank of martial arts, and I broke through half an hour ago. When Long Yuanwu said this, the look of pride on his face did not diminish at all. He knew that he should be humble when talking to people, but if he faced an opponent like Xiong Feng, the situation would be different, he didn't intend to be polite to the other party at all, he would only be polite to the respectable person, and he didn't plan to give the other party a good look in front of the person who was not worthy of respect.

"Talented martial artist Sipin, you still dare to call me out, get out of the way if you know each other, lest I turn my face and don't recognize people!" When Xiong Feng said this, he pointed at Long Yuanwu very politely, and the murderous intent on his face, not to mention how strong it was.

"Cultivation doesn't mean anything, the key depends on combat effectiveness, because the strength of combat effectiveness is not only related to cultivation, but also has a lot to do with a person's martial soul and combat experience!" When Long Yuanwu said this, he had a calm smile on his face, his eyes were a little ambiguous, and he looked at Long Ling'er who was in shock beside him.

Seeing Long Yuanwu's calm appearance, a hint of resentment appeared on Long Ling'er's face, feeling that Long Yuanwu was too arrogant, and he was still proud at this time, which really made people slightly unhappy.

"In your opinion, your combat power is very strong, in that case, then let's fight for a few rounds, if you can support two rounds under my men, even if you are powerful!" Xiong Feng clenched his fists when he said this, and he was very dissatisfied with Long Yuanwu's appearance.

Suddenly, he shouted, and the whole person's body, with the sudden punch, rushed over like a violent wind, and there was a faint flame on the surface of the fist that was smashed.

Suddenly, this faint flame broke away from his fist and smashed towards Long Yuanwu, and when this cluster of flames smashed towards Long Yuanwu, it turned into a fist.

This fiery red fist instantly became more than a hundred times larger, enveloping Long Yuanwu's field of vision, because the speed was too fast, the raging flames on the surface of the fist dragged a long tail behind it, like a comet, cutting through the sky.

At the last moment, Long Yuanwu took a step, his body flashed sharply, and he avoided the opponent's punch without danger, at this moment he thought about releasing his martial soul, but his martial soul already had a different heart, generally speaking, after the cultivation reached a certain level, the trained martial soul would gradually give birth to a different heart.

"The strength is good, but if you want to hit me, I'm afraid you will have to practice for a while!" Long Yuanwu looked disdainful when he said this, and at this time, he waved his hand and slapped a folding fan from the storage bag.

This folding fan is also his martial soul, however, the level of this folding fan is relatively weak, and it is not his original martial soul, it was forcibly taken from others, and the loyalty of this folding fan is getting higher and higher, and it has the momentum of surpassing the loyalty of the dragon slaying Tianzun martial soul.

Xiong Feng's face changed, but he didn't expect Long Yuanwu to avoid the blow he had just now, although he didn't use all his strength for this blow, but in his opinion, his cultivation was two levels higher than the other party, and he should be able to stun or kill the other party with one punch, judging from the battle just now, the opponent's actual combat power is indeed very strong, and among people with the same cultivation, it should belong to the peak level.