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Not only Long Fengxiao, but even Chang Xixing was taken aback, he didn't expect Liu Lang to have such a domineering ghost puppet.

"What an arrogant boy!"

The dragon wind roared loudly, his legs were clamped, and the roar of the green cow mooed was quite like a mountain.

With a swing of four hooves, the green bull swooped forward, and the sharp horns stabbed directly at Liu Lang.

Liu Lang shouted: "It's a good time!" ”

With two feet a little, he jumped up, and flew into the air and rode onto the back of the green ox.

The green bull is also a fourth-order fierce beast, and if it fights with the white tiger, it also has the power to fight.

At this time, being ridden on the back by a stranger, where will you be happy? immediately jumped up, wanting to overturn Liu Lang.

Long Fengxiao, who was also riding on the back of the green ox, roared loudly and struck at Liu Lang with one palm.

That palm carried a howling wind, and there was a tendency of Mount Tai to the top.

Rao is Liu Lang has now been promoted to the level of ghost king, but he doesn't dare to take this palm hard.

Immediately withdrew, flashed to the side, Liu Lang hurriedly shouted: "Dragon and Tiger Jue!" ”

The body swooped up ghostly, like a giant dragon that suddenly soared into the air, swooped down again, and slapped a palm at the dragon wind howl.

Long Fengxiao seemed to feel Liu Lang's palm wind, but he didn't dodge, but the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and his body was immediately like a taut string.

"Bang!"

A slap on Long Fengxiao's back.

Long Fengxiao's body immediately shot up like an arrow off the string.

It's just that Long Fengxiao didn't rush to the ground, but rushed straight to Chang Xixing.

At this time, Chang Xixing's gaze was falling on the huge Xuandi turtle, his eyes were full of greed, and he didn't notice the dragon wind howling at all.

Suddenly feeling a gust of wind coming from behind, Chang Xixing suddenly looked back and saw Long Fengxiao rushing towards him with a black thing in his hand.

The time was too short, and Chang Xixing didn't have time to react.

"What a dragon wind howling!"

"Bang!"

Chang Xixing shouted angrily, but as soon as he finished speaking, his shoulder was hit hard.

The next moment, black blood splattered, and an egg-sized blood hole appeared on Chang Xixing's shoulder.

Chang Xixing's hand holding the mourning stick trembled slightly, and he was a little farther away from the dragon night.

Long Mingye didn't understand what was going on at all, but the instinct to survive still made him react, and immediately shrank his head, rolled on the spot, and rolled out directly.

Chang Xixing's body was hit hard, and he took a few steps back, and he staggered and finally stabilized his body, but his eyes were like breathing fire.

"What a dragon wind howling, are you going to rebel?"

At this time, Liu Lang had also landed on the back of the green ox again, holding the immortal slash in his hand, watching Long Fengxiao and Chang go west, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The blow just now was intentional by Long Fengxiao.

This dragon wind whistle is determined to turn his face with Han Yuanzong.

"Haha, what a dragon wind howling!"

Liu Lang laughed, jumped off the back of the green ox, snapped his fingers, and put away the Xuandi turtle.

At this moment, most of the dead and wounded soldiers in Hongchen Town have been killed, and more people are still wailing in pain.

Liu Lang turned a deaf ear to all this, and couldn't help but secretly admire Long Fengxiao's cruel methods.

He did not hesitate to use his soldiers in Kowloon City to divert Chang Xixing's attention, just for the sneak attack of this blow.

Liu Lang walked quickly to Long Fengxiao's side, squinted his eyes and looked at Chang Xixing, who was ten steps away, and asked Long Fengxiao pretending not to know: "Hehe, Dragon City Lord, what does this mean?" ”

Long Fengxiao also didn't look at Liu Lang, but stared at Chang Xixing coldly, "My name is Long Fengxiao, I am the city lord of Kowloon City, I should have been a giant dragon soaring above the Nine Heavens, but I never thought of being a dog wagging his tail and begging for mercy!" ”

"After these days of forbearance, I finally understand that even if I pretend to be a dog again, I am still a dog with sharp teeth and claws, and when the time comes, I will still show my sharp teeth and claws to hurt people!"

"What a forbearant dog!"

Liu Lang laughed out loud, pointed at Chang Xixing and said, "Dragon City Lord, then if you don't bite this Han Yuanzong's dog to death today, I'm afraid that your dog will never have a peaceful life again, right?" ”

Long Fengxiao did not have the slightest disgust at Liu Lang calling himself a dog, but sneered, and slowly stretched out his two hands, which actually made a clicking sound, and after a while, two sharp round awls grew respectively.

The two awls shone with a cold glow, only less than ten centimeters, and one of them was still hung with black blood that emitted a fishy smell.

Long Fengxiao said lightly: "In order to cultivate this pair of yin and yang cones, I even wasted my own hands. Hehe, after so many years, this pair of yin-yang cones has not been used for too long, and today, it seems that my yin-yang cone is still as sharp as it was back then. ”

Liu Lang glanced at the pair of yin and yang cones, and couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

The pair of seemingly ordinary yin-yang cones actually seemed to grow out of Long Fengxiao's arms, and they were a pair of first-class ghost weapons.

Liu Lang can't identify the spirit weapon now, but the feeling of the yin and yang cone is very likely to be a spirit weapon.

Chang Xixing covered the wound on his shoulder with one hand, stared at Long Fengxiao with angry eyes, and roared loudly: "What a Long Fengxiao, you dare to attack me, you ...... Aren't you afraid that Emperor Han will slaughter you and level your Kowloon City? ”

Long Fengxiao laughed, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid!" However, if I kill you, I am afraid that it will be a long time after Emperor Han finds out. ”

As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at Liu Lang, and said lightly: "At that time, we also had sufficient preparations, enough to deal with the Yin soldiers sent by the old thief of Han Yuanzong!" ”

"What a dragon wind howling!"

Chang Xixing made a lot of calculations, but he never expected to be calculated by Long Fengxiao, and couldn't help laughing, "Long Fengxiao, do you think you can kill me today if you hurt me?" ”

"You miscalculated, even if you join forces with this kid, I'm going to let you die here today!"

As he spoke, he raised the mourning stick and poked it heavily into the wound.

"Ah......h

Chang Xixing let out a heart-rending scream, and the wound that was originally bleeding black blood was healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The next moment, Chang Xixing pulled out the mourning stick violently, pinched a finger, and shouted: "Emperor Han is above, my black impermanence is the same body as the dead soul this time, vowing to kill the traitor and fix the yin and the underworld forever!" ”

"Necromancy, hey!"

Chang Xixing raised his head, and his hands were spread at the same time, like a pair of wings.

Visible to the naked eye, Chang Xixing's pair of arms were surrounded by billowing black qi, gathering denser and denser, slowly growing out like a pair of black wings.

Seeing this, Long Fengxiao's face suddenly changed, and he couldn't care about hiding his cultivation anymore, so he suddenly released the cultivation on his body, and exclaimed: "This Chang Xixing is crazy, and he actually wants to absorb the power of the necromantic bird......

Liu Lang turned his head to take a look, but saw that Long Fengxiao was at the level of a low-grade ghost king.

"Sure enough......"

Liu Lang turned his head and looked at Chang Xixing again, couldn't help but clench his fists, and slowly called out to the pair of gold devouring insects hidden in his hair. (To be continued.) )