After practicing the basic marksmanship, Long Aoxue stopped, threw a smaller wooden gun to the little baby, and said: "Niu Wa, you practice hard, when you grow up, I will teach you a higher level of martial arts, you have to remember, do you hear!"

Niu Wa stopped laughing, nodded seriously, and waved the wooden gun in his hand. He still remembered that as long as he practiced his marksmanship, this strange uncle would be able to take him as an apprentice. Niu Wa's talent is not ordinary, and the basic marksmanship is in good shape by the rules he performs. Long Aoxue smiled slightly, took light steps, walked into the distance, and in a few flashes, he was gone.

Niu Wa concentrated on cultivation and didn't notice the departure of Long Aoxue, otherwise, he would definitely be screaming.

At the entrance of the village, a faint smell of blood wafted, and an old man fell to the ground, blood flowing all over the ground. The entrance of the village is divided into two parts, on one side, there are the villagers, and their anger makes them almost explode. On the other side, there is a group of robbers. They rode horses, carried scimitars, and stood in a row, which was awe-inspiring. When Long Aoxue came, he couldn't help but be angry, and the killing intent grew silently.

He is the unity of heaven and earth, and he can naturally control the killing of gods and forgetfulness. When Long Aoxue arrived, the villagers naturally separated from each other, and they all said respectfully: "Sir, you are here, please make the decision for us!" The voice of pleading came and went, and Long Aoxue became even more angry.

Long Aoxue is a teacher in the village, and he is a person who has seen the world, so when the villagers saw him, they naturally asked him for help. Long Aoxue nodded, his eyes were as clear as water, but with a terrible chill, which made the bandit's heart tremble.

Long Aoxue said lightly: "You will be punished by God if you kill innocents indiscriminately!" He said a serious and righteous speech, and what made people dumbfounded was that above the heads of the group of bandits, dark clouds were rolling, and terrible thunder was surging in them, making a terrible muffled sound.

The bandits were taken aback by the thunder, but they were all cultivators, how could they be afraid of the thunder. In particular, the leader was a strong man who had reached the Passage Carrying Realm. Because of his evil, he offended the strong and was abolished. However, he was also quite lucky, and he was able to cultivate to the peak of the spiritual realm again. And his combat power is comparable to some weak Dao Zai Realm powerhouses.

The bandit leader smiled coldly and said, "What's the use of reading, if you can talk people to death, then what kind of cultivation do you have." ”

"Yes, it's useless to be a scholar, get out, you useless nerd!" the bandits were arrogant and arrogant.

Long Aoxue smiled and said lightly: "Kill innocents indiscriminately, rain down the punishment of thunder, and kill without mercy!" With his words, the clouds in the sky turned, and a thunderbolt the thickness of an arm fell. With a bang, thunder surged, killing several bandits.

When the bandit leader saw it, he immediately frowned, he stared at Long Aoxue, a little incredulous. Words and words are followed, this is a means that only the strong of the True Dao Realm can have. The True Dao Realm can already control the Great Dao, and it is a characteristic of the True Dao Realm to follow the law.

Long Aoxue smiled faintly, just now he was indeed playing tricks, and he was following his words, but he was not so exaggerated. However, what he said was true and false, and it was the thunder avenue that he urged to kill the bandits. Boom, terrible thunder fell, and one of the bandits was hacked to death, and the leader of the bandits was also wounded, showing a look of despair. Although the bandit leader is strong, he is not defeated by Long Aoxue.

The villagers were dumbfounded, and Long Aoxue was dressed in white, and he was even more dusted. Long Aoxue stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and said lightly: "Change your life against the sky!" A whirlpool appeared in his palm, and a cloud of white light appeared on the dead bandit's body. This is their vitality force, drawn by the blood of Long Ao, and integrated into the body of the old village chief. The dragon proud blood handprint continues, and the speed is getting faster and faster.

The old village chief gradually gained the breath of life, and his appearance became younger, which made the villagers happy. Long Aoxue made the last handprint, and the bandit leader also died at this moment. His vitality was majestic, and all of them poured into the old village chief's body.

With a flick of Long Ao's blood, the old village chief stood up. It seems a little inappropriate to describe it as an old village chief. His appearance has actually returned to when he was in his twenties, and his body is full of vitality and envy. If it weren't for the enlightenment of the Dao of Life and Death, Long Aoxue would not have such a means. With a handprint, Long Aoxue rolled up the old village chief and sent him back to the house.

Long Aoxue said lightly: "You take good care of the old village chief, I'll go out and have a look!" Long Aoxue finished speaking, and then disappeared.

High in the sky, a man wrapped in a strip of white cloth stared coldly at Long Aoxue. As soon as Long Aoxue felt it, he was surprised to find that this guy's cultivation was the same as his own. He is not very old, at most ten years older than Long Aoxue.

is so young and handsome, Long Aoxue doesn't even know him. The man said hoarsely: "Who are you? Why do you do a good thing to me? Could it be that you are also a young and strong person who participated in the Hundred Flowers Fortune Dao Conference? But, even so, you shouldn't make a move on my people!"

His face was not clear, but the arrogance in his words was clear. Long Aoxue smiled, this guy, I really don't know what to say. Let's not talk about anything else, among the same level, it is the chaotic ancient demons, and the dragon will not be afraid, let alone him.

The man raised a hand and said hoarsely, "Remember, the person who killed you is called Shabang!" After speaking, he pointed out, and a piece of grit appeared on his fingertips. The sand and gravel shimmered with a strange halo, and it was filled with terrible evil aura and resentment.

Long Aoxue will not be careless, this is a good habit he has developed. Taking a deep breath, Long Aoxue also pointed out. On the fingertips of Long Aoxue's blood, a small thunderball emerged, crystal clear, and looked very ordinary. As soon as the thunderball moved, it shot out.

With a click, thunder surged, and the thunderball seemed to grow countless arms. There was a crackle, the void shattered, and the gravel disappeared without a trace, destroyed by the lightning. Long Aoxue smiled faintly, Thunder was the great nemesis of evil and resentment.

Sha Bang stared at Long Aoxue and said indifferently: "It seems that you still have some means, but you will definitely not be my opponent!" He is confident, the powerhouse of the Seven Heavens of the True Dao Realm, he has killed them all. And his methods are very special and weird.

With a snort, a strip of white cloth on his body broke, and with a shake in the wind, he turned into a white tiger. The tiger roared into the sky, jumped up, and pounced towards Long Aoxue. Long Aoxue was extremely surprised, this tiger was the same as the real one.

With the eyes of Long Aoxue, he couldn't even tell the truth from the fake. Long Aoxue let out a long roar and slowly slapped his palm. The white palm slowly fell, setting off a terrifying roar. Boom, the sky shattered, and the white tiger was turned into ashes by Long Aoxue's palm.

Long Aoxue smiled, his physique had been tempered by the immortality of thunder, and although he was only the eighth layer of Wang Pin, he already had the power of the ninth layer of Wang Pin. Coupled with the strongest thunder power, Long Aoxue's physique punch has reached an extreme.

Long Aoxue said lightly: "Come and don't be rude, my name is Lei, look at my move, Tianlei Fist!" The name was given by Long Aoxue temporarily. He pinched his fist print and slapped it slowly. Terrible thunder rays converged from all directions, terrifying his fists.

A punch was thrown, accompanied by a terrifying roar, and a dragon head actually grew on the fist of the dragon's proud blood. The dragon's head is hideous, and it is completely composed of Great Dao runes. Between the opening and closing of the mouth, a terrible roar sounded. Long Aoxue flicked his fist, and the dragon's head flew out. The dragon head dragged the boundless power of heaven and earth, turned into a real dragon, and rushed towards Nasabang, which was very powerful.

Shabang shouted, his breath swelled, and he didn't know how many strips of white cloth flew out, entangled with each other, and turned into several long whips. There were one hundred and eight long white whips, each of which was stained with terrible evil aura and resentment, which made people's scalps tingle.

Long Aoxue is really angry, how many people do you have to kill to have such a result. He pinched the seal, and the real dragon exploded and turned into a sea of thunder. The double cultivation of dragon proud blood martial arts is no longer the dragon proud blood of the year. He threw a punch, and the blazing thunder turned into flames, bouncing in his fist. Long Aoxue roared, and the thunder fire on his fist became even more terrifying.

One hundred and eight long whips of resentment easily tore through the sea of thunder and struck at Long Ao's blood, and the sky was dyed black.

Long Aoxue shook his fist and punched out an unknown number of punches in one go. Every punch is accompanied by a terrifying roar, which is earth-shattering. The fist exploded, turning into countless thunderbolts, flashing ferociously, completely dispelling the black resentment.

The momentum of the dragon's proud blood is so strong, fierce and waveless, with a kind of fierceness, which makes people extremely awe-inspiring. The dragon proud blood statue has turned into the legendary thunder god, presiding over the punishment of the world. Long Ao's blood pinched the seal of Xuanao, and the dark clouds rolled above his head. He was born with a thunder body, but he didn't just talk about it. In his second life, he was born with a secret technique, which was the method of this heavenly calamity, which punished the world.

Of course, if there is an existence that is much stronger than Long Aoxue, it is unlikely that Long Aoxue wants to be punished. Long Ao's blood pinched the seal, the cloud above his head did not get bigger, but his breath was even more terrifying, tumbling and rolling, as if he had life and was breathing.

Long Ao's blood shot out a handprint, the handprint was purple, and it passed through the air, and at the same time, the clouds above his head rolled, shooting out strips of purple thunder. The thunder surged, the roar was loud, and combined with the palm print, it actually broke a strip of white cloth with condensed resentment.

Shabang's face was ugly, and he was about to drip blood in distress. He said viciously: "Okay, since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust." With that, he pinched a seal, and the remaining one hundred and seven strips of white cloth gathered together and turned into a long knife.

The long knife was as black as ink, exuding a terrible resentment, even if it was the dragon's proud blood, it was unwilling to be contaminated in the slightest. Long Aoxue stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and countless thunder lights converged and condensed in his hands. Long Aoxue stretched out his hand and pulled, and a short spear appeared, and at one end of the short spear was a silk thread. Long Aoxue flicked his wrist, and the spear shot out like a poisonous snake, fiercely blocking the long knife that slashed over.

With a bang, the short spear shattered, but once again condensed. Long Ao's blood exerted force, the short spear seemed to come to life, and the silk thread attached to it was even more powerful. The silk thread is thin and has an unimaginable edge. This is the miracle of both rigidity and softness.

The more Shabang fought, the more he couldn't believe it. If you meet a random person, he can't win. Could it be that there really are so many geniuses in this world? Like cabbage, which can be seen everywhere? He couldn't believe it.

Sha Bang let out a low roar and shouted, "Resentment Wuji!" This is his extreme realm, and the power is not small. The whites of his eyes disappeared, and he was full of resentment, which was a little scary. He stared at Long Aoxue and said indifferently, "Okay, you can die!" ...... To be continued

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