Fan Lang was uncomfortable, and asked with a smile, "Have you seen enough?"

The young man with the stick said: "It's rare to see you, the legendary big man, so I can't help but take a few more looks, don't blame." ”

"The big guy doesn't dare to be it, and he won't blame you. Fan Lang said.

The old patriarch on the side waved his hand and said, "Long Cang, don't be rude, give me a retreat." ”

The young man known as Long Cang did not retreat obediently, but raised his stick and hugged his fists and said: "Old patriarch, it is rare to see the five demons, how can you miss it." Presumably, everyone present wants to see Fan Gongzi's demeanor, so it is better for me to have a discussion with him, and ask the old patriarch to complete it. ”

"Nonsense, this is the distinguished guest of the Long family, how can you be wild. The old patriarch said abruptly.

This young man named Long Cang is a rookie of the Long family in recent years, with amazing talent and full ability to join any of the transcendent forces.

Now he is the seventh-level realm of Xuanhuang, as early as a long time ago, he shouted to go out to practice, but he was blocked by his parents, who gave him a death order, before becoming a Xuansheng, he could not take half a step out of Panlongling, and honestly stayed at home.

Long Cang was very confident in his talent, and he had long wanted to meet those famous geniuses outside, this time to see Fan Lang, such a precious opportunity, how could he miss it.

"Old patriarch, maybe Fan Gongzi himself is willing to compete with me, why should you old man stop you. Long Cang turned his head as he spoke, looked at Fan Lang, and grinned, "One of the five great demons, shouldn't be scared?"

Cowardice.

This word is used brilliantly, and it is clearly a method of agitation.

Fan Lang has always disliked swallowing his anger, and he didn't take Long Cangtai seriously at all, so he said indifferently: "No problem, just move your muscles and bones." ”

"Okay, it's really a pleasure, then please come here!"

Long Cang made a gesture of please, and then walked to a clearing with a stick.

Now, the old patriarch has no way to stop it, and he also wants to see what Fan Lang's strength is.

This opportunity was rare, and the people in the martial arts training ground stopped one after another and gave way to the venue.

In contrast, of course, they were more oriented towards their own people, whether bright or dark, and cheered Long Cang up.

"Long Cang, work hard, if you can defeat Fan Lang, then you will be the sixth great demon!"

"Yes, we're optimistic about you!"

"Give our dragon family a long face!"

Long Cang didn't respond, but the battle intent was rising infinitely, becoming more and more violent. He held the dragon's head stick in his hand, and the mysterious power in his body was like a flame, burning along the meridians and injecting into the stick.

Fan Lang walked over, with an indifferent look on his face, as if he was strolling leisurely.

The two stood still on the open field, dozens of feet away from each other, looking at each other from a distance.

"You can make a move. Fan Lang said casually.

"Then offend!" Long Cang's eyes lit up, the mysterious power around his body exploded, the big stick in his hand flew over, and he made a tentative move.

Raptors out of the abyss!

Long Cang's body rotated, his left hand pushed the big stick, and his right hand opened to hold it, and the big stick struck out angrily along the palm of his hand, making a sonic boom sound.

The dragon head in front of the stick head opened, turning into a dragon-shaped energy, which stretched for hundreds of feet in an instant, bent his body, and threw himself on the head of Fan Lang.

Rumble!

Fan Lang was shocked, causing the entire martial arts training ground to tremble.

Fifteen thousand acupuncture points erupted, Xuanhuang level eight!

Now he is only two steps away from Xuan Sheng, which is the result of four months of penance. In these four months, he has not only sharpened those students, but also sharpened himself.

His power exploded, forming a violent fluctuation, which was strong and domineering, sweeping in all directions, directly shattering the dragon-shaped energy in front of him.

He didn't make a move, he just shook his body and dissolved Long Cang's move!

Long Cang's face changed, and he felt a coercion like substance, and Fan Lang in front of him seemed to have turned into a peak, extending infinitely in front of him, blocking his martial arts path.

"Good, that's interesting. ”

Long Cang licked his lips, dispelled the idea of temptation, and began to give it a go.

Against the sky, clouds and rain!

The dragon changed the sky, causing dark clouds overhead, pouring rain, and thunder and lightning roaring through the clouds. He stepped on the ground, his body flew up, his movements were vigorous and vigorous, and he waved the dragon head stick in his hand.

The dragon can travel through the clouds and rain, and the current environment is just right for the dragon to take off.

Between the big sticks flying, a lifelike dragon shadow was formed, the head of the stick turned into thousands of cold rays, and the head of the dragon turned into thousands of them, enveloping Fan Lang in all directions, and the attack was dense and strong.

Fan Lang didn't draw his sword, he directly pinched the sword finger in his hand, and swiped lightly in front of him, splitting the space. He stepped forward, blended into the space, and shuttled to another place, avoiding Long Cang's attack.

Long Cang's offensive failed, stepped on the ground, counterattacked, and rolled the offensive that had failed before, wanting to pursue Fan Lang. He looked back and was instantly dumbfounded.

I saw that there were green light curtains everywhere around, and there was a figure of Fan Lang in each light curtain, and there were hundreds of Fan Lang in a sweep!

A large group of Fan Lang walked out of the light curtain, everyone looked exactly the same, pinching their swords and fingers, understatement, showing everyone's demeanor.

It's a clone type secret art!

Long Cang's eyes widened, and he released his mind to sweep and probe, wanting to find out Fan Lang's true body, but found that every Fan Lang was almost the same, flesh and blood, intentional thoughts, and breath, and it was difficult to distinguish the true from the false in a short period of time.

This change made Long Cang feel like he didn't know where to start.

The "Fan Lang army" on the opposite side took action, each attacking Long Cang, his body staggered up, his movements were chic and free, and each Fan Lang showed different swordsmanship, forcing Long Cang to be left and right.

Fan Lang didn't hold the sword, his fingers were the sword, indestructible and unbreakable.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

Different Fan Lang and Long Cang clashed, their fingers collided with the dragon's head stick, and a metal crisp sound erupted, and cold rays shone in the air.

The collision shook the dark clouds in the sky, and the wind and clouds surged, and the raindrops flew, and sometimes thunder swept by.

Long Cang guarded the portal, fighting steadily, and finally smashed a Fan Lang, only to see a phantom shattered, and a few drops of blood flew away.

He could see that these clones were condensed with a small amount of blood, no wonder each of them had the breath of Fan Lang.

To be sure, this is a very advanced clone secret technique.

"Damn, so many clones, when do I have to fight?"

Long Cang turned his heart sideways, and his body spun up, coming to a height of ten thousand feet. He held the dragon's head stick in his hand, stayed in the air for a few breaths, and then fell sharply downwards with the stick.

"Drink !!"

Long Cang burst into a shout, and the big stick in his hand stabbed at the ground, and the violent rubbing made the head of the stick glow like a meteor.

A stick-shaped aura spread out, turning into a thousand zhang of giant, and nine dragons were coiled around it.

This giant stick was erected between heaven and earth, and it was a typical large-scale attack, which wanted to sweep away many Fan Lang clones.

All Fan Lang smiled slightly at this moment, and then raised their swords in the air and performed the same swordsmanship.

Swordsmanship: A Thousand Clues!