One hundred and ninety-two chapters turn against each other
Faced with Zhang Hen's questioning, Long Ao helplessly spread his hands. According to him, it was a mistake for him to appear in this world.
Long Ao put the sword back into his waist and shrugged: "According to what you said, it is a mistake for people who hinder your interests to appear in this world. Then, your ideal is that there are only two people in the world, and you are the only one.
, a young child. But, is this possible? Stop being paranoid and turn around quickly! Otherwise, you can only hurt yourself."
After hearing this, Zhang Hen's handsome face began to distort. Under the moonlight, his ferocious face, angry and jealous eyes, and several years of jealousy had made it difficult for Zhang Hen to balance his psychology.
"Long Ao, let me ask you, what qualifications do you have to possess Qing'er? Don't you think you are a wimp for a warrior who can't even protect a woman? You actually left Qing'er outside alone when you were doing things. He deserves to be gone.
You're in pain." Zhang Henning said with a smile, feeling a little proud in his heart.
This sentence touched on Long Ao's pain point. Long Ao frowned slightly, and the anger in his heart began to emerge uncontrollably, and there was also a faint murderous intent.
"Did you kidnap Qing'er?" Long Ao asked coldly, his tone extremely cold.
"Haha! Are you nervous? Are you in pain? It's only been a few days and you already feel the pain? Can you imagine how I spent several years? You deserve it?"
Zhang Hen suddenly laughed loudly, with a look of undisguised pride on his face.
"I ask you, yes or no?"
Long Ao couldn't help clenching his fists. At this time, Zhang Hen was really abnormal. Psychologically speaking, Long Ao even thought that he had gone crazy.
"Why should I tell you, and why should I tell you? In short, you can't protect a woman, this is a fact. The more painful I see you, the happier I am, haha!" Zhang Hen laughed wildly.
If, if Zhang Hen hadn't been from the same sect, Long Ao might have drawn his sword and charged in. It was obvious that he was looking for death.
"You are looking for death! My patience has a bottom line, otherwise, I wouldn't mind killing you." Long Ao snorted coldly.
"Haha, it's a joke, can you kill me? A poor kid who can't cultivate immortality and doesn't even have spiritual roots. Why do you kill me with the strength of your ninth-level warrior? That's ridiculous. It's good if I don't kill you today.
You are no match for me." Zhang Hen laughed.
"Stop talking nonsense and take the sword." Long Ao couldn't stand Zhang Hen's ink stain, so he drew his sword and killed him.
"Let you see the power of the flying sword!" Zhang Hen said coldly, sitting cross-legged, a green sword light suddenly flew out from beside him.
A green light appeared on Zhang Hen's body, and he seemed to be mumbling something, and the flying sword shot towards Long Ao.
"Fuck you, are you bullying me for not knowing how to use a flying sword?"
Long Ao became furious, drew his sword, danced with a sword light and struck at the flying sword.
A rumbling sound of impact was heard, and Zhang Hen's complexion changed drastically. He felt that the flying sword that was connected to his blood was hit by several powerful blows, and he suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable in his internal organs.
"Pfft!" Zhang Hen spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the flying sword quickly flew back to him.
"How could you be so strong? Aren't you a ninth-level warrior? Why can you block my flying sword attack?" Zhang Hen asked angrily.
Long Ao sneered and said: "Are you good at cultivating immortals? Do you think you can do whatever you want after cultivating immortals for two years? Humph, if you don't reveal Liu Qing's whereabouts today, you will be dead."
Long Ao had long known that Zhang Hen, who had insufficient martial arts foundation, would not be much stronger even if he had practiced immortality for more than two years.
"Don't run away if you dare. If you want to fly, I will shoot you down like a bird from the sky." Long Ao slowly approached Zhang Hen step by step.
"Who will win has not been decided yet, let me test how strong you are!" Zhang Hen held the sword in his hand, stood up, and prepared for a real battle with Long Ao.
When Zhang Hen was crossing Xuanyin Mountain, he was attacked by monsters. At that time, several immortal cultivators happened to be passing by. Seeing that Zhang Hen was young and had good martial arts skills, they rescued him and took him under his disciples.
For more than two years, Zhang Hen worked hard every day to increase his strength, and his talent was very good. His three spiritual root attributes made him a leader among the younger generation in the gang.
"If I am a cultivator and can't beat him after several years of hard training, it is really unreasonable. I don't believe how strong a warrior he is, he is definitely no match for me." Zhang Hen cheered himself up.
"In martial arts, he is asking for humiliation!" Long Ao simply sheathed his sword and prepared to fight the enemy with only a pair of fists.
"I don't believe that the strength of the third level of Qi training period can't beat an ordinary warrior like you!" Zhang Hen's aura emanated, and the sword light flowed with gleaming light.
"The Qi training period is 30%. If you don't use the flying sword magic weapon, it seems that you can easily defeat him before you advance. Now, I should be able to kill him instantly." Long Ao analyzed secretly in his heart.
"Take my Black Tiger Fist move."
Long Ao punched with a smile. The speed of his fist seemed slow, but in fact it was very fast. It blasted out in the air without any sound, returning to the state of nature.
In this punch, Long Ao only used the second level of strength, because the opponent was Ma Tianya's disciple after all, and as long as he didn't do anything particularly sorry for him, he didn't want to kill him.
"Swipe!"
Zhang Hen was furious when he saw that Long Ao looked down on him and only used his fists. He also saw that it was just the most ordinary Black Tiger Fist, and he almost went crazy.
"If you look down on me, go to hell!"
Zhang Hen had long forgotten the idea of not killing Long Ao for the time being. At this moment, Yi Jian almost used the best strength in his life. Under the spiritual power, the sword light flashed with infinite killing intent and faced Long Ao's fist.
"Damn, you really want to kill me. This kid really overestimates his own abilities."
Long Ao's body was slightly raised recently, and he forcibly controlled the murderous intention in his heart.
"boom!"
Even if Long Ao is 20% strong, Zhang Hen, who is directly cultivating immortality, cannot compete with him.
After his fist met the flying sword, a powerful force suddenly burst out, directly knocking Zhang Hen and his sword away.
"Why?" Zhang Hen felt extremely painful in his heart when he was knocked away. He didn't expect that Long Ao's strength would become uncontrollably strong after not seeing him for several years.
Elder Li stared dumbfounded at the scene in front of him. Long Ao actually knocked the immortal cultivator away with one punch. At this time, Elder Li finally understood the consequences of going against Long Ao.
"The Evergreen Gang is coming to an end. It will definitely be wiped out by the young man in front of me. Whether I can survive is still unknown. I can't control the Evergreen Gang and there is nothing I can do." Elder Li suddenly felt extremely sad in his heart.
"If you're a man, get up!" Long Ao did not take advantage of the situation and attack.
One punch, just one punch, made Zhang Hen vomit blood. He was severely injured by Long Ao for the second time in a row. The double physical and psychological blow made Zhang Hen's anger even more obvious.
Zhang Hen slowly got up from the ground, his eyes reflecting the hatred of a beast. If possible, Zhang Hen just wanted to kill the genius boy in front of him.
"Don't look at me with murderous eyes like this. You have now learned the method of cultivating immortals, and you must have forgotten about your master! From now on, I, Long Ao, will cut off all ties with you, and no one owes anyone anything. Now.
, you are a stranger." Long Ao said word by word.
"Cut it in two, okay. I, Zhang Hen, will be your enemy from now on. I swear that I will definitely surpass your strength in this life and I will kill you with my own hands." Zhang Hen roared crazily, with a ferocious look on his face.
Long Ao smiled contemptuously, and the murderous intention in his heart emerged crazily. Since he had already broken up with him, he was an enemy, so he naturally wanted to kill him.
"Hmph, kid, if nothing happens, you will disappear from this world forever. Your anger will go to hell with you!" Long Ao's murderous intent increased and he approached Zhang Hen step by step.
"Keep people under the sword!" Suddenly, several white figures shot out of the cave, and an old man at the head shouted sharply.