Time passed bit by bit, and the sun rose and went down again.

On the evening of the second day, with the vigorous assistance of Dongfang Long, Li Ming finally felt the aura of heaven and earth in the air.

Immediately, without hesitation, he ran the Hercules Technique, and slowly absorbed the aura of heaven and earth.

Dongfang Long nodded with satisfaction and quietly withdrew from the room.

After saying hello to his uncle and aunt in the living room, and telling them not to disturb Li Ming, Dongfang Long walked out of the villa.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Dongfang Long found that on the roof of a villa in the distance, there was actually a figure like a night owl, sliding away.

"Still a master! Appearing in such a late night, he is either a traitor or a thief!" Anyway, when he was idle, Dongfang Long took off into the air, and did not use spiritual power, but only carried the true yuan, and his toes were a little on the street lamp pole in the community, and his body glided out in the air for more than 100 meters.

In this way, one after the other, the two of them left the community in a moment.

"What the hell does this person want to do?" Dongfang Long couldn't help but feel a little vigilant in his heart.

The black shadow in front of him seemed to be running unhurriedly, sometimes with both feet on the ground, and his body flew in the air. However, with the innate strength of Dongfang Long, no matter how hard he exerted his strength, he was always more than fifty meters behind.

However, no matter how the figure in front of him had to fly and run, it just did not leave the sight of the Dongfang Dragon, and seemed to be deliberately guiding the Dongfang Dragon.

Dongfang Long is also a master of art and bold, with the help of the shadow of the tall buildings on the side of the road, always following behind the figure in front.

Half an hour later, the two of them left the city and came to a wooded place on the outskirts.

The figure in front finally stopped at the edge of the woods, as if waiting for the Eastern Dragon.

"Haha! Boy, you are quite kind! The chase is still weird, the old man chose the place to bury your bones, are you still satisfied?"

The figure on the edge of the woods, with a triumphant face, was the master invited by Wanbao, the cross-eyed old man.

"It's you!"

Seeing the cross-eyed old man, Dongfang Long immediately understood that this was the ghost of Wanbao's little rabbit cub again.

"Stinky boy, don't think that if you have a certificate of the organization that you got from somewhere, the old man can't do anything about you. In such a night, even if the old man kills you today, no one will find out. ”

"You're going to kill me! Do I have a grudge against you?"

"Hmph, you and I have no grudges!" The cross-eyed old man shook his head.

Dongfang Long asked in some surprise: "Since you have no grudge or hatred, then why did you kill me? You should know that with my identity, you will definitely not be able to get rid of it afterwards." ”

"Hahaha!"

The cross-eyed old man heard this, looked up to the sky and laughed. It's like hearing a ridiculous joke.

"I don't know if you should be called naïve or ignorant. Since you have offended Wanbao, you should know what happened today. I can give you a choice, let you choose how you want to die!"

The cross-eyed old man didn't look at Dongfang Long at all, he thought that with his Qi training skills, wanting to kill an innate martial artist like Dongfang Long was similar to crushing an ant, although it was a relatively strong ant.

"Old thing, don't rely on the old and sell the old, just like you, I hit ten or eight at a time, it's not a problem, and it's still one hand. ”

Dongfang Long was so angry that he had nothing to say, and he didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore, and his tone immediately became sharp.

"Wow!"

The cross-eyed old man was so angry that he was like thunder, his body trembled slightly, his lips trembled, and he couldn't speak for a while.

He didn't understand, why would a person like an ant dare to shout with a cultivator like him?

"What is it called? A cross-eyed is a cross-eye, and no matter how much it is called, it can't become a frog. If you're tired of life, just come up, I'll just take you first!"

Dongfang Long is a little angry, and whoever is provoked again and again will not be able to calm his anger!

"Look at the sword!"

The cross-eyed old man roared angrily, and pointed at the Dongfang Dragon with his right hand, only to see a sword light flickering, and in the blink of an eye, it stabbed the Dongfang Longmian Gate.

Dongfang Long, who had killed the ghost king, put this cross-eyed old man in his eyes, and wanted to teach him a lesson.

He didn't even dodge, he stretched out his right hand and flicked his fingers.

Bite!

A soft sound came out, and Dongfang Long's finger was flicking at the spine of the flying sword in front of him, and the flying sword about a foot long suddenly bounced to the ground, and a faint crack appeared on the flying sword.

Airplanes!

The cross-eyed old man felt a buzz in his head, and his eyes were black and almost didn't fall. The flying sword is connected to his mind, and if the flying sword is damaged, his mind is naturally damaged.

", stinky boy, you still have two brushes!"

The angry cross-eyed old man didn't think about it carefully at all, if he could knock the flying sword of a Qi cultivation period cultivator into the air, could it be an ordinary martial artist?

With a move of his hand, the flying sword that fell to the ground flew back in an instant.

The cross-eyed old man gritted his teeth and lost 20% of the little spiritual power in the dantian to the flying sword.

I saw that the flying sword immediately trembled as if it had been hit with chicken blood, and the tip of the sword actually spewed out, a three-foot-long sword qi.

"Stinky boy, the old man is going to break you into pieces!"

The cross-eyed old man's heart hurt terribly, and the loss of two percent of spiritual power could not be recovered for a year and a half.

The flying sword shot into Dongfang Long's chest at a speed twice as fast as before, and in just a flash, it shot into Dongfang Long's chest, and the three-foot-long sword qi almost pierced Dongfang Long's clothes.

"Old thing, give you three points of color, and you will open a dye room!"

Still didn't dodge or dodge, stretched out his left hand and fished forward, and grabbed the flying sword with only one fleshy palm.

"Hey, hey!"

The cross-eyed old man sneered in his heart, as if he saw the tragic image of Dongfang Long's palm being cut off and his chest being pierced.

"Ugh!"

But in an instant, his expression changed from smug to surprised, then to frightened, and finally to horror.

Like a wood carved clay sculpture, he stood on the ground in a daze, with a look of unbelievable horror on his face.

I saw that he had been cultivating for many years, and the magic weapon flying sword that he was proud of was held in his hand by Dongfang Long, and he couldn't even move.

What kind of strength is this?

The cross-eyed old man just thinks with his buttocks, and he can also figure out what kind of existence he has provoked.

It's really worthy of ginger and it's old spicy.

After a few breaths, the cross-eyed old man came back to his senses, immediately turned around and burst out with all his spiritual power, and fled lifelessly.

Even the flying sword that has been dependent on him for hundreds of years is gone.

"Hmm!"

Dongfang Long was stunned, as if he didn't expect the cross-eyed old man to run away so simply. He thought that the cross-eyed old man would have to come up and grab his magic weapon flying sword.

His eyes glared, "Old thing, since you broke the rules, you have to pay the price!"

With a hard hand, "Click!"

Dongfang Long smashed the old man's magic weapon, the flying sword, and the iron filings that couldn't be finer fell from between his fingers.

Burst!

The cross-eyed old man who had just escaped two hundred meters couldn't help but shake because the magic weapon was destroyed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The soul of the cross-eyed old man was frightened, and at this time he was no longer allowed to think about it, it was better to run for his life.

But the footsteps he had just lifted stopped instantly, and he rubbed his eyes with his hands and looked around carefully.

I saw that at the moment when he was delayed, several oriental dragons actually appeared beside him.

This is the wonder of the Mystery Footwork, because the speed of the cast is very fast, and the afterimage will be left on the spot, giving people the feeling of being a doppelganger.

Since he couldn't walk on the ground, the cross-eyed old man also fought, and he slapped the dantian violently, casting an overload secret method in exchange for a moment of explosive power.

Brush!

The cross-eyed old man's body instantly flew into the air like a cannonball.

But in despair, he found that a big foot seemed to be waiting in the air, and stepped on his head mercilessly!