However, Xiao Nizi never gave up on regaining the hue that she almost sacrificed, and the Qingling Fruit that she had finally gotten her hands on, immediately shouted at Long Yanzhi, as if she was cheering him on.

"Brother Yanzhi, come on, how can you lose to a mountain villager!

It's just that this encouragement is in Long Yanzhi's ears, but it is nothing less than a great irony and insult.

"Lose, when did I lose Long Yanzhi!"

Especially Young Master Yanzhi didn't fall down at all, although Qingyun's strength was great, but he was also a monk of the third layer of the Yuanhua Realm, and it was still easy to stabilize his body by unloading the force, so Long Qingdi's words really made him ashamed.

"Stop talking! This fellow Daoist, please also raise your noble hand!"

At this time, Long Fushi had already fixed his eyes on Qingyun for a long time, and as her sweet, soft voice as if it was in March came into her ears, Xiao Ye suddenly and frightened a feeling of inexplicable palpitations, which was very strange.

"What's going on?"

Of course, this palpitation only flashed for a moment, and even though it was dispelled by his eyes tightening and holding his breath, Long Yanzhi at this time would not give up the slightest opportunity to grasp.

Obviously, he simply ignored the words of his eldest sister, and only thought that if Lao Tzu couldn't even beat you, a young man who had just entered the Yuanhua, then he would never be able to raise his head in front of the light flute sister in the future.

As a result, the emerald green cane and green mangs skyrocketed, and Long Yanzhi raised his spiritual power, wrapped in a crazy posture, and launched a fierce attack on Qingyun again!

Seeing that both of them were unmoved, poor Long Fushi's willow eyebrows were about to wrinkle, and she glanced at the black-faced crane who followed Long Qingdi, and she asked softly again:

"Little brother, what the hell is going on?"

"This..."

Like Qingyun, as soon as Long Fushi's voice entered his ears, Hebai also felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and even every time he looked at the beautiful jade piece on his neck, the feeling of discomfort became more and more intense.

Her voice seemed to have a kind of magic, as if she would unconsciously hook out the words in Tsurubai's belly.

Fortunately, the feeling of discomfort can also be called a wake-up call, so that the crane has been stunned when he comes to his mouth, and his appearance is funny and funny.

"Huh?"

Seeing this, Long Fushi finally sighed in surprise, thinking that it is very rare for his peers to meet a strongman who "has no way to start", is it not possible for your junior to be beaten with iron?

Hebai's abnormality made Long Qingdi quickly see the stitches, and preemptively added fuel and vinegar to the experience of the two of them meeting Qingyun before him, oh no, it should have been a earth-shaking overhaul!

The young master was portrayed by him as a young maniac who eats people and does not spit out bones, plus a cowardly young maniac, which makes Long Fushi laugh angrily at this clumsy lie.

But in just such a moment, the battle between Long Yanzhi and Qingyun has risen to a white-hot stage!

Boom, boom, boom!

The deafening sound of wild noise was endless, and the young master was still fighting with his bare hands against Long Yanzhi who was holding an emerald green staff!

I saw that he first used a set of quite good-looking stick techniques, and when the long staff was waved in his hand, it was like a black jade long pen, and Long Yanzhi became a famous landscape painter who painted in the air.

"Young Master Yan Zhi seems to be drawing a soaring dragon!"

"Nonsense, what kind of eyes are you, Young Master Yanzhi is obviously painting a blue-scaled python!"

"I said you are all blind! Didn't you see that Young Master Yan Zhi was preparing a powerful spell? I guess he was preparing to use his spiritual power to transform into an ancient beast!"

Unlike the children of the Long family, who were full of interest, Long Fushi was also attracted by the two who were in the middle of the battle, just looking at it, her slender willow eyebrows, which were originally stretched, slowly wrinkled again.

"If you can't attack it for a long time, you will lose if you can't say it. ”

She was still secretly thinking in her heart, and the cold Long Han Sword beside her had already whispered first:

"I'm going to help him. ”

However, before he could draw his sword in a hurry, Long Fushi's jade hand poked out of the fiery red cloak and pressed it on the hilt of Long Hanjian's waist.

His complexion changed, and a trace of hesitation flashed on Long Fushi's face, but after a while, he still said:

"Wait, this young man is strange and extraordinary, let's take a look, even if Yanzhi is going to fail, there should be no danger in a short time. ”

At the same time, the jade piece on Long Fushi's neck was sparkling, like forest rain and fog, which was very beautiful.

Let's talk about Qingyun.

The most obvious characteristic of physical strength is the immensity of strength.

After breaking through to the Yuanhua realm, almost all the monks in the current world no longer refine their physical bodies, but instead specialize in cultivating the Yuan Shen.

Of course, with the growing strength of the Yuan Shen and the steady advancement of the realm, the power of the physical body will also be rapidly improved, but this is not as powerful as the refinement after all.

And this dragon Yanzhi doesn't know whether it is born with divine power or acquired cultivation, and the momentum between the moves and styles is like wind and thunder.

And what is surprising is that a strength player like him generally takes the path of opening and closing, and his body is often much burder than ordinary people, but this person is not only tall and thin and extremely agile, but with an emerald green staff, the power of his moves is not inferior to the spiritual power transformation of ordinary Yuanhua monks!

"It's kind of interesting!"

Xiao Ye gently hooked the corners of his mouth, and a strange red glow flashed under his eyes.

At this time, he still did not sacrifice Zang Feng, nor did he use the Luoyun sword, he was still bare-handed, and he shook Long Yanzhi head-on.

Under the collision of the long staff with Qingyun's pair of fleshy palms, the originally low roar began to gradually become sharp, as if the gold and iron of a knife and a sword resonated.

At the same time as splitting people's eardrums, it also made everyone gradually realize that something was wrong, and the most aggrieved and shocking of them was naturally the young master Yanzhi of the Long family.

It was the first time he had encountered a tricky enemy like Qingyun, and he had inadvertently disrupted the initial offensive rhythm by Xiao Ye.

And Long Fushi's vision can be described as very vicious, although his set of stick methods is smooth, but the young master's body is also agile, with his equally strong physical strength, he is stunned to beat Long Yanzhi without any temper.

Walking through the remnants of the staff, Qingyun even saw the opportunity, and his elbows used up and down together to violently restrain Long Yanzhi's staff, as if he wanted to break it directly!

"Ahhh

As soon as he pulled out the heart and liver treasure from Qingyun's arms, Long Yanzhi's eyes were already bloodshot with shame and anger, he simply threw the staff into the air, and then divided it into nine, trapping himself and Qingyun who were fighting abruptly!

"Draw the ground as a prison!"

Long Yanzhi roared angrily.

"Hmph, I think you're a cocoon!"

Qingyun shook his head and sneered.

Until now, the two sides have attacked and defended each other with their own physical strength, so Xiao Ye is not clear about Long Yanzhi's spiritual cultivation.

If this person came up and directly fought against him with the majestic spiritual power of the third layer of the Yuanhua Realm, it would be difficult for him to really sacrifice Zang Feng to be able to fight against him.

But this looks like Sven, but Long Yanzhi, who is not very easy to use, has been fighting with him with the most primitive strength, jokes, in the same realm, the master has never been afraid of anyone in terms of physical strength!

The long staff was divided into nine and plunged into the ground, forming a dark green prison the size of more than ten zhang square, and then from the top of each of them shot out strips of light like ribbons, and after converging into one point, the two of them were completely sealed.

"Today you are either dead or I die!"

Long Yanzhi's face was hideous, and he gritted his teeth and stared at Qingyun.

"Indeed, you will die today. ”

Qingyun sneered.

In his heart, he didn't understand how a fool like Long Yanzhi cultivated to the Yuanhua realm, and his state of mind was too bad.

And with the use of this "painting the ground as a prison", the two were trapped at the same time, and Qingyun noticed that this Long Yanzhi exuded a different kind of power.

Although the aura generated by this different kind of power is weak, it is very familiar to Xiao Ye, but the two of them are fighting to the death, Qingyun doesn't have time to think about it so much for the time being, after testing Long Yanzhi before, it's time for him to move his muscles and bones!

But before he could summon Zang Feng, a sudden mutation occurred!

A strange but familiar call whispered into his ears again.

"Qingyun. ”

The voice was soft at first, but it was full of hollowness when it was heard again, but even then it still made people can't bear to refuse.

"Dragon Fushi?"

A hint of confusion flashed in Qingyun's eyes, and he didn't understand why Long Fushi suddenly called out his name.

It's just that the word "Qingyun" seems to have a kind of magic, as if it keeps lingering in his mind, lingering for a long time, and finally becoming more and more cordial, more and more familiar, and more and more deeply trapped in him unable to extricate himself.

Until tears burst out of his eyes, Long Yanzhi and the black jade cage disappeared, and after being ethereal into dust, they finally turned into a black veil, which made Qingyun think about the figure for ten years.

"Big sister!"

The call that had not appeared for a long time was shouted out of his mouth, and Qingyun froze like mud, and his pupils suddenly lost all their brilliance in an instant.

"Hurry up with the cold sword! This son's soul is extremely powerful, I can't completely invade his divine mansion with the Confused Sound Baoyu, you only have five breaths! If you can't kill it, save Yan Zhi first, quickly!"

At this time, Long Fushi's voice was no longer as soft as when she faced Hebai and them before, and she was sweating like rain with her eyes closed, as if she was under great pressure.

"Good!"

With a cold face, the Dragon Han Sword came out of its sheath, and with a light tap of his toes, he drove straight towards Qingyun!

However, if Long Qingdi's previous word "lose" stimulated Long Yanzhi's sensitive nerves, then Long Fushi's current word "rescue" is more like a fuse that ignites **, completely defeating his last shred of reason!

"Hmph! Long Hanjian, I don't need you to save me!"

After speaking, Young Master Yanzhi, whose eyes were facing the sky, actually stopped in place and glared angrily, as if he was deliberately waiting for Qingyun to wake up.

"Fool!

Although Long Hanjian was scolding, his tone was already full of the anxiety of hating iron but not steel.

It's just that Long Yanzhi's eyes are on the tiger, or Long Hanjian's long sword is coming, Qingyun at this time has already forgotten everything.