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Long Xiaoyao was stunned when he heard this, how could the disciple of the immortal cultivator be a mortal martial artist, and immediately understood that the master of the pavilion must be a martial cultivator. Since this hall master is still in the mundane realm, his master must be a casual cultivator. And he had just seen the hall master, there was no spiritual power of an immortal cultivator on his body, it should only be the mortal realm of naïve qi, and the master would not cultivate too high if he wanted to.

Long Xiaoyao smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry about the White Bureau Master, I'll go and take a look." ”

Seeing this, the master of the white bureau actually took the sword from the wall and planned to go out with Long Xiaoyao, but he was resolutely stopped. He walked alone and casually to the gate of the dart game, and the leader who was injured by him immediately pointed at him and said, "Pavilion master, this is this kid." ”

Hearing this, the strong man holding the golden knife looked Long Xiaoyao up and down, Long Xiaoyao looked just a very ordinary middle-aged man at this time, and his figure was not burly, at most he could be regarded as well-proportioned. The strong man said disdainfully: "You stupid people, you have been abolished by such a kid, and you deserve to be injured." ”

Listening to the strong man's words, the leader forcibly endured the pain in his right shoulder and explained: "Pavilion master, that kid's dodge speed is very fast, and he ...... when he makes a move."

The strong man didn't wait for the man to finish speaking, waved his hand to stop the man's words, and said to Long Yao: "Boy, if you cut off your arms, I will spare your life today." ”

Long Xiaoyao sneered: "Your people are casually provoking in public, it seems that you are also bullying good people by force, since this is the case, you should also pay the price." ”

The strong man was furious when he heard this, and waved the golden ghost-headed broadsword in his hand, and the golden knife emitted a dazzling light through the light, and the broadsword also slashed towards Long Xiaoyao at the same time. He was so powerful that he thought that he was under the slash of the waist, even if the dragon was fast, at most he could dodge backwards, and it was impossible to pose a threat to him. And even if Long Xiaoyao counterattacked quickly and had a certain distance, he would have time to change his moves.

It must be said that the strong man has rich experience in actual combat, although he seems to be reckless, but he has long inquired about the fact that Long Xiaoyao is extremely fast, and immediately replaced his usual force splitting Huashan with this trick to sweep thousands of troops, it can be said that he thinks he is invincible.

However, the strong man didn't expect that his opponent was already as strong as a demon beast, and he slashed it away, and Long Xiaoyao twisted his body with his magical powers, and avoided the golden knife. Immediately afterwards, Long Xiaoyao's figure flickered, bullied up, clenched his right hand into a fist, and hit the strong man's right shoulder.

The strong man's kung fu and adaptability are indeed not comparable to those four people, when Long Xiaoyao pounced, he quickly retracted the knife on his chest, and slashed Long Xiaoyao's chest with the window to see the moon.

The dragon's momentum did not diminish in the slightest, but when the blade was near, his body seemed to break suddenly, and his upper body fell to one side, avoiding the blade. Then, his right fist slammed into the strong man's right shoulder.

The strong man immediately flew out upside down, the golden knife in his hand flew out of his hand, and the shoulder bone of his right shoulder had been shattered. The strong man screamed, and his body flew out and fell to the ground.

Long Xiaoyao said: "Now you know that force can't solve the problem, right? Today is just a lesson for you, I hope you don't rely on force to bully others in the future." ”

When the strong man heard this, he glared at Long Yaoyao, and suddenly ordered sharply: "Why are you still stunned, let's go together, whoever kills this kid will be rewarded with five thousand taels of gold." ”

There will be brave men under the heavy reward, and there are 5 or 60 of his subordinates who came with the strong man, and when they heard this, they were like vultures discovering their prey, and immediately pounced on Long Xiaoyao desperately.

Seeing this, Long Xiaoyao was furious in his heart, and he was ruthless in his shot, and every time he shot, he would inevitably break an enemy's shoulder bone into a shattered fracture that could never be fully recovered. Although the number of people in the Golden Sword Martial Arts Hall was large, they rushed up in a chaotic manner, not only did they not pose any threat to him, but also because they were crowded with each other, they couldn't dodge at all, and they were hit by him one after another.

Although the number of opponents was large, under the bow of Long Xiaoyao's left and right, in less than half a cup of tea, they all fell to the ground. He glanced at the enemy who was wailing on the ground, walked directly to the strong man, and without hesitation, raised his hand to slap the strong man's head, and killed the strong man with one palm. The mercy of Annihilation is the cruelty of goodness, and he decided not to give the strong man a chance to change his ways.

Long Xiaoyao solved the strong man, no longer looked at the rest of the people, turned around and walked back to the dart game. These people can no longer rely on force to do evil, but he is not willing to kill more.

The White Bureau Lord had already learned about the process of the battle, and hurriedly walked out of the hall to meet Long Xiaoyao and said hurriedly: "Long Daxia, you killed the Golden Pavilion Master, his master will soon come to retaliate, you should leave Chaoyang City quickly." ”

Hearing this, Long Xiaoyao had a little more affection for the White Bureau Master, and said with a smile: "White Bureau Master, don't worry, why should you invite me to a bar?"

The white bureau lord said anxiously: "Long Daxia doesn't know, the master of the Golden Pavilion Master can't talk to him, don't underestimate the enemy, let's avoid it for the time being." ”

Long smiled and waved his hand, and walked towards the hall. The son of the lord of the white bureau looked at him with complete admiration in his eyes at this time, and when he saw him enter the house, he hurriedly respectfully let him to the upper seat, and personally brought him tea.

The master of the white bureau also followed into the hall, and there was no one talking to Long Xiaoyao, with a disturbed look, which made Long Xiaoyao laugh secretly when he saw it.

Long Xiaoyao did not relax, he kept scanning all the movements within a range of 200 meters outside the dart game with his divine sense. In about half an hour, he had already discovered the enemy's traces, a middle-aged immortal cultivator at level 7 in the Qi cultivation period, who was hurrying towards the dart bureau with more than thirty men.

Since the opponent is only cultivating during the Qi cultivation period, Long Xiaoyao will not have any worries, he decided to use his physical advantage and cooperate with the magic power of fish to move, and did not use the means of cultivating immortals, and let go with the other party.

A moment later, the immortal cultivator had already broken into the gate of the dart bureau, and Long Xiaoyao didn't wait for the report, Xiang Bai Ju asked for his long sword, and greeted him out of the hall. He found that the long sword of the White Bureau Lord was actually a medium-grade magic weapon, and he didn't know how the White Bureau Lord got it, but it was really a divine weapon in the mortal world.

Long Xiaoyao didn't have to use any weapons, but in order to avoid the suspicion of others, he specially asked for this long sword. He walked into the courtyard and stood opposite the monk who had walked in.

The monk looked Long Xiaoyao up and down, of course, he couldn't see that there was any spiritual power on his body, and he immediately relaxed. The monk took out a high-grade magic weapon sword, which was nearly two meters long and four fingers wide, and its whole body was dark. The monk slowly raised the big sword in his hand, and a trace of sword aura emanated from the big sword.