Chapter Twenty-Five: The Mysterious Old Way

The flames were blazing and the smoke was billowing out.

Long Ling'er ran the "Dragon Disease", and his movements were fast, like a ghost.

In the distance, the head of the family, Wang Chaoyang, that is, Wang Yu's father, had blue tendons on his forehead, his fists clenched, and his bones made sounds from time to time.

In an instant, Wang Chaoyang's vitality exploded, and a layer of invisible energy swept out, shaking the floor.

Then he raised one hand, knocked away Wang Li, who was kneeling on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "What you said, everything is true?"

Wang Li didn't care about wiping the blood off his mouth, he still knelt on the ground, and cried: "What I said is true, I came to ask the young master about cultivation, and when I entered the door, I saw that the young master was already like this." ”

"My son thinks of the love of the same family, this is just to have a discussion, he actually hurt his dead hand, I must break your body into ten thousand pieces. Wang Chaoyang scolded a few times and checked Wang Yu's situation again.

"Report, head of the family, the Huang family caught fire for no reason, and it seems that he went there before he bared his teeth. "A person from the middle and lower part of the house came to report.

Wang Chaoyang's eyes widened angrily, he flicked his robe, and said, "What a murderer, he actually went to the Huang family again, I don't worry, I will arrest him back, let him die in front of you, and accompany you on the road." ”

Wang Chaoyang gritted his teeth and said, directly turned around, trembled slightly, and walked towards the Huang family like a breeze.

Shooting out of mid-air like a streamer, dozens of breaths later, Wang Chaoyang was already standing above the Yellow Mansion, closing his eyes and surrounding his body like ripples, spreading out in circles.

After a few breaths, Wang Chaoyang's eyes widened, and his body flew in the direction where Long Ling'er left.

Long Ling'er didn't find Jia Yuan, and wanted to pass through the mountains first, and then talk about it when he got out of the mountains and mountains, when he suddenly felt an amazing fluctuation behind him, and squinted slightly.

A loud shout came like a thunderbolt descending from the sky, "Bold thief, if you don't tie your hands and catch it, when will you wait?"

Long Ling'er's eyelids jumped, he wouldn't be naΓ―ve enough to think that this person was coming for someone else.

Long Ling'er ran the "Dragon Disease", desperately leaping and running in the mountains, not daring to stop at all, recognizing the direction and running wildly.

Wang Chaoyang stepped into the air, stood where Long Ling'er exerted his strength just now, and frowned slightly: "The speed is good! ”

Like a streamer, he chased straight away again.

Long Ling'er felt her legs heaviness a little bit, and her chest rose and fell up and down due to rapid running.

Running all the way, the willows and flowers are bright and another village, over this mountain, he should be able to leave the mountains and mountains, as long as he rushes to a crowded place, he will be safe.

When Long Ling'er saw this scene, her heart was slightly happy, but she suddenly felt that all the qi pockets in her body were gushing out, and she stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Long Ling'er was shocked, and at this moment, the vitality surged to the two points of the upper and lower legs, and the legs were full of vitality.

At the same time, an astonishing momentum rolled in behind him, and a resentful voice came.

"You can't escape, leave me behind. ”

As soon as the words fell, the energy behind him hit, and a huge palm print, with five fingers bent towards Long Ling'er, buckled upside down.

Long Ling'er looked back, her eyes shrank, her heart trembled, she suddenly took a deep breath, lifted her legs and ran wildly again, and her speed was better than before.

Wang Chaoyang threw off his robe, and his body did not stop chasing Long Ling'er again.

One after the other, the two got closer and closer.

Long Ling'er jumped a few times, seeing that he couldn't go over the mountain, he immediately changed his body shape and ran around the mountain, Wang Chaoyang was about to chase Long Ling'er, seeing Long Ling'er change his direction, seeing this scene, his vitality surged.

In an instant, the strong light was dazzling, and a giant palm appeared in the void again, and its five fingers were bent, striking towards Long Ling'er.

Long Ling'er was almost clasped by the giant palm, and his three golden fingers swept over, breaking a gap, and his body passed through quickly.

Wang Chaoyang took two steps in the air to come here, where the snow was flying and the sand and dust were shot indiscriminately by the giant palm.

His brow furrowed, so that he was not left behind.

didn't think much about it, his body was still chasing after him, Wang Chaoyang said in a low voice: "The body method and combat skills are all at the upper level, and this son must be removed." ”

Long Ling'er ran desperately, although the distance was getting closer and closer, he still wanted to fight.

At this moment, a fifty-zhang high Yuan Qi wall appeared in front of Long Ling'er, shining slightly and visible to the naked eye.

A cold voice came: "There is no way to escape." ”

Long Ling'er gathered her vitality with her hands, and looked at the person quietly with her eyes.

Wang Chaoyang didn't talk nonsense, raised one hand, and a chain of vitality quickly headed towards Long Ling'er.

With a hundred turns of thought, Long Ling'er's "turtle back decision" appeared, and a chain of vitality was wrapped around his body.

The wall of vitality behind him dissipated, and Wang Chaoyang sneered: "Running faster than a rabbit, now there is no move." ”

As soon as the words fell, Wang Chaoyang's vitality fluctuated, and a giant palm in the void grabbed Long Ling'er.

The corners of Long Ling'er's mouth rose slightly, and she said softly: "Burst." I saw that the shield formed by the "turtle's back decision" wriggled like an insect, faster and faster.

The light flashed, and I saw that the chain of vitality that trapped Long Ling'er was broken, the corners of Long Ling'er's mouth were bloody, and his body moved, dodging the falling giant palm and rushing away.

Wang Chaoyang's smug expression slowly solidified, and he turned into a rage, and a roar came: "Kill a thousand enemies, lose eight hundred, stubborn, look for death." ”

Wang Chaoyang's face was filled with murderous intent, and he stepped into the air, his eyes locked on the direction of Long Ling'er's escape.

The sky and the earth are dim, only Wang Chaoyang's body is illuminated by vitality like day, and his momentum is like a rainbow.

Flip between one hand.

A small sword shadow formed at the fingertips, rising against the storm, and a giant sword shadow of more than ten zhang had formed between breaths, the arc jumped, and there was a sonic boom in the air all around.

He just stood like that, looking at the embarrassed figure fleeing in the distance.

His body is swaying, as if he is struggling to support, and his will is so strong that if he does not get rid of it today, it will be a great trouble in the future.

Wang Chaoyang sneered, one hand fell, and the light and shadow of the giant sword shot away, exuding an incomparable light.

The snow is flying, the sand and dust are everywhere, the stumps and leaves are scattered, the killing move is coming, and the killing intent is soaring.

Long Ling'er's face suddenly swelled with a miserable whiteness, and the killing intent in his eyes flowed, and he shouted: "It's too much to deceive people." ”

As he spoke, the vitality was mobilized, and around the body, a light mask like a turtle's back quickly appeared.

So a sword stabbed in, the light was shining, and the sonic boom was bursting, as if the space was unbearable, and the sound of fragmentation sounded.

Bang~ There was a sound, Long Ling'er was knocked into the air, and his body fell a hundred meters away, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Wang Chaoyang sighed slightly, "If I kill you, my son won't be able to come back." ”

Just then, a cough was heard.

Long Ling'er staggered to her feet, lowered her head, and a cold voice came: "I didn't want to cultivate, they forced me, I stayed in the academy safely, she left me, I just wanted to go to her, and I suffered a threat to my life for no reason, I endured it for a long time, I really couldn't bear it." ”

The eyes are extremely strange, one eye contains flames, the other eye contains thunder, the corners of the mouth are wide open, the mouth is full of blood, and the forehead totem is flickering and dark.

Half of the body is entangled with evil qi, half of the body is entangled with fierce qi, the two qi are faintly entangled, and the meaning of rage only enters the sky.

A punch was thrown out in vain, like a monstrous beast opening its bloody mouth and coming bloodthirsty.

Wang Chaoyang raised his eyebrows, stretched out his fist, opened it slightly, and a huge light shield appeared in front of him, enveloping himself in it.

Long Ling'er passed through the gap like a white horse, and rushed towards Wang Chaoyang with a monstrous punch, and his body was in the light mask, like a knife cutting tofu, in a flash.

Wang Chaoyang was shocked: "How is it possible?"

The body retreated, and every step back, a light mask was formed in front of him, and after more than ten steps back, there were ten more light masks in front of him.

Wang Chaoyang took a slight breath, looked at the figure rushing towards him like a bamboo, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Long Ling'er continued to break the nine light shields one after another, and her body was blocked by the tenth light shield.

Wang Chaoyang looked at the somewhat exhausted figure with a calm face, and said softly: "It's over." ”

Taking a deep breath, Wang Chaoyang ran the exercise again, and a sword shadow with an arc of lightning appeared in the void, wanting to stab at Long Ling'er.

"The Tao seeks eternal life, the Buddha talks about no birth and destruction, the Tao is natural, and the Dharma is empty. An ethereal voice came.

I saw the shadow of the sword dissipate inch by inch, and finally it was invisible, leaving only the sound lingering.

Wang Chaoyang's pupils shrank, and he said in a deep voice: "Who is Your Excellency?"

At this moment, Wang Chaoyang's body retreated rapidly, only to see that there was already a person standing in his position just now.

Dressed in a white robe, wearing a Taoist crown, holding floating dust in one hand, half-bent across his chest, and a gourd at his waist.

This person stood there, one with heaven and earth, without a trace of breath in his body, just like an ordinary person.

Wang Chaoyang wanted to speak, but saw this person say, "Retreat." ”

Like a storm and waves, Wang Chaoyang's body couldn't stop retreating, his expression was solemn, and then he turned around and left.

The man looked back at Long Ling'er, who had fallen to the ground, and muttered, "The time has not yet come." ”

The floating dust waved, and the light and mist were everywhere.

When the light and mist dissipated, a pretty figure had already appeared, and it was Jia Yuan, who had disappeared for a few days.

Jia Yuan just wanted to gather his vitality to attack Lao Dao, but his body paused in vain, and he rushed towards Long Ling'er who fell to the ground with an arrow step.

The body squatted slowly, Miaoman's figure was fully revealed, and one hand gently groped on Long Ling'er's face.

The faint smell of blood came, Jia Yuan's vitality surged, and his hair fluttered.

"Who is it?" a chilling voice came out.

Lao Dao waved the dust and said, "It's not a big deal, it's just exhaustion, you can help him clean up and change into clean clothes." ”

Hearing this, Jia Yuan blushed on his face, and before he could speak, he already felt that the old way was silent.

The ring in his hand flashed, and a set of black robes was already in his hand, he took out a handkerchief from his arms and gently wiped the blood from Long Ling'er's mouth.

His hands trembled slightly, reaching out to the collar of Long Ling'er's neck, and gently faded off his torn clothes.

There were occasional screams, as well as hands that quickly retracted.

After a pillar of incense, Jia Yuan let out a slight breath and wiped the sweat on his forehead, and his blushing cheeks did not recover.

The figure of Lao Dao appeared out of thin air and said softly: "You should go back." ”

Hearing this, Jia Yuan's body was entangled and wanted to retreat.

Lao Dao waved the dust, Jia Yuan disappeared out of thin air, and Lao Dao said softly: "The time has not come, and it is fruitless to do more." ”

A ~ sound came, and Long Ling'er opened her eyes leisurely.

Mysterious old way, imprisoned Jia Yuan, the time has not come, in the clouds, the rage reappears, what is the future, please see the next chapter, after the advertisement, the excitement continues.