Long Yang stood there quietly, his air sea was desolate, his spiritual power was gone, the golden light on his body flickered, and he was about to fall down.
"Go to hell!"
Immortal Bitao was severely injured and was almost at the end of his rope. His body became smaller and he lost his violent posture.
He waved the fly whisk in his hand, intending to cut off Long Yang.
"stop!"
The white-robed old man from the South China Sea Merchant Alliance took action and stopped Immortal Bitao.
"You dare to stop me?"
Immortal Bitao scolded angrily.
The white-robed old man's expression changed slightly. If Immortal Bitao was in his prime, he really wouldn't dare to take action.
But at this moment, Immortal Bitao had been shot through the throat by Long Yang and was seriously injured. He was not without the strength to fight.
"Old Immortal Bitao, I'm afraid you can't stop me from saving people now, right?"
"Do you want to try it? Get out of here!"
Immortal Bitao shouted angrily, in your Nanhai Chamber of Commerce, I will give you some thin noodles. Apart from the Nanhai Chamber of Commerce, who are you? How dare you stop me, Immortal Bitao, from killing people?!
The expression of the old monster in white robe also gradually darkened.
"Then come and try it!"
His spiritual power is exposed all over his body, and his strength at the peak of the Heavenly Immortal Realm is undoubtedly revealed. Although he is not as good as the Bitao Immortal, he is still a rare strong man in the Atlanta Trench.
Immortal Bitao was furious and waved the whisk in his hand, intending to kill the white-robed old man and Long Yang together.
"Huh, you're going too far!"
The old man in white robe waved his hand and waved a cyan flying ring around his body. The flying ring drew a line of enchanting, pale and cold white light in the air, and tightly collided with the fly whisk.
The old man in white robe was pushed back a step, while Immortal Bitao stood still and entered the mountain.
"This Immortal Bitao was seriously injured, but he still has such strength!"
"It seems that the past hundred years of repairs in the Chamber of Commerce have caused my combat strength to drop sharply."
The old man in white robe had a solemn look on his face. I am afraid that even he will fall here today!
"Old ghost Bitao, after all these years, you still only know how to bully others."
An old man holding a paintbrush flew up from a distance. It was the ink-pen man known as the Iron-Blooded Judge.
"I advise you not to meddle in other people's business!"
Immortal Bitao paused in his steps. He was not afraid of the old man in white robe, but the ink pen man in front of him made him extremely afraid.
"I'm sure this kid will be safe!"
The ink pen man waved the pen in his hand, and the pen moved like dragons and snakes, blocking the blow of Immortal Bitao for the old man in white robe.
He seemed to be at ease. He was the first person who could face Immortal Bitao head-on without falling behind.
At this time, the battle between Zhang Mo and Qinghai Taoist has come to an end.
Zhang Mo cut off Taoist Qinghai's shoulder with his sword, and Taoist Qinghai fell down. Just as Zhang Mo was about to hit him with a last blow, he was attacked by Immortal Bitao's consciousness and had to avoid the sharp edge temporarily.
"Bitao, that boy gets stronger as he fights. I am no match for him."
Although Qinghai Taoist had a broken arm and looked a little miserable, he still seemed very calm in his words and ran to Immortal Bitao's side.
Immortal Bitao frowned, it seemed that this was the end of the day.
"Mobi Weng, I hope you won't regret what you did today!"
Immortal Bitao snorted coldly, waved his hand, and led the people from Bitao Sect and Qinghaixuan to leave Nanyang City.
As for the people of Yaksha Mansion, following the death of King Yaksha, they had already fled in all directions without a trace.
After this group of extremely vicious members of the Yasha sect return, I don’t know how terrifying the fight will be.
As Immortal Bitao and others retreated, Nanyang City also returned to calm. Long Yang finally fell to the ground with a "plop", not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
One week later.
Long Yang Youyou opened his eyes and looked at the surrounding scene in confusion.
"here it is?"
"It's Nanhai Inn, master, you finally woke up."
Nie Xiner's voice sounded.
Nie Xiner's aura at this time was already half-step to the level of a heavenly being, and the fiery red aura on her body was even more pure. She was only one step away from being able to advance to the level of a heavenly being.
"Master, you've been in a coma for a whole week, and I'm scared to death."
Nie Xiner said.
Long Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling the bloody battle in Nanyang City in his mind. In the end, he fell to the ground exhausted and was rescued by Mobi Weng...
"What else happened after I passed out? Why am I here?"
"I also had an epiphany at that time, but I didn't wake up... so I don't know this. I only know that it was the white-robed old man from the Nanhai Chamber of Commerce who sent you back."
"He is also in the inn. This is his coordinates. He said you can go find him when you wake up."
Nie Xiner said and handed Long Yang a jade token.
Long Yang stretched his waist and felt that his body still hurt a little. Panlongji was already in a deep sleep, and his Qihai had also recovered and was full of spiritual power.
And after this bloody battle, his spiritual power became purer, and he felt like he had broken through a bottleneck.
"Okay, Xin'er, what's going on with you?"
I saw Nie Xiner wearing a red coat. The coat was full of unicorns. Some were talking and laughing, some were looking at the sky, and some were eating. It was like a unicorn illustration of life.
"I didn't know that after my epiphany was completed, such a piece of clothing popped out of the hairpin and attached directly to my body. I couldn't even take it off."
Nie Xiner scratched her head, looking confused.
Long Yang took a closer look and saw that the unicorn pattern on the fiery red coat could continuously absorb spiritual power, generate fiery red elements, and flow into Nie Xiner's body. It was definitely a rare treasure.
This can almost double Nie Xiner's cultivation speed. It can only be said that Qilin's inheritance is really terrifying.
"Xin'er, keep practicing, I think you may catch up with me in the future."
Long Yang said, looking a little excited.
If Nie Xiner becomes stronger, then he can hand over Tianlong Mansion to Nie Xiner, and he can explore around by himself.
"Well! Don't worry, Master, I will definitely become stronger and protect you."
Nie Xiner clenched her small fists.
"Hahahaha...Am I disturbing you?"
An old laugh came, and two old men walked in one after the other.
One is the white-robed old man from the Nanyang Chamber of Commerce, and the other is the ink pen man with unfathomable strength.
"Don't bother me, don't bother me. Long Yang thanks you both for saving me."
Long Yang bowed to the two of them. Long Yang had clear grievances. He repaid favors with kindness and revenge with hatred. He was very grateful to these two people for being kind to him.
"No, no, if little friend Long Yang hadn't been so powerful and seriously injured Immortal Bitao, we would have been powerless."
"It is not so much that we saved the little friend, but rather that the little friend's own efforts and perseverance saved yourself."
The old man in white robe praised.
Long Yang was neither arrogant nor impetuous. Although his strength was amazing, he was not arrogant, which made him very satisfied.
Of course, he didn't see it at all when Long Yang was crazy.
"I wonder who the senior is?"
The old man in white robe laughed loudly and said:
"I am the person in charge of the Nanhai Chamber of Commerce in Nanyang City, and so is Baimei Yinwei."
Long Yang smiled.
"Hello, Senior Yin Wei, who is this?"
"The Ink Pen Man."
The old man with a bookish look said in a concise and concise manner.
Long Yang said:
"I wonder why senior saved me?"
He knew that the reason why Yin Li of the Nanhai Chamber of Commerce rescued him was because of the second elder's order.
But he didn't know why Haimobi Weng wanted to save him.
Could it be that the Mobi Man is also involved with the Nanhai Chamber of Commerce?
The Mobi Weng frowned slightly, then smiled and said:
“When the road is rough, draw your sword to help.”
What he said was upright, but a little strange.
So many people refused to save, but they wanted to save Long Yang?
Long Yang thought in his mind:
"Why did this man hide his purpose of saving people? And why didn't he take action earlier?"
"He is not as weak as Yin Li. He is a strong man who can confront Immortal Bitao head-on. Even if Immortal Bitao is not seriously injured, he can still save me from his hands."
"But he didn't take action. He must have had the desire to save people after seeing something. However, his purpose of saving people is still unknown."
Long Yang smiled and said: "Senior is really kind-hearted and upright. He is a role model for us."
The Mobi Weng smiled and said:
"That's natural. Who doesn't know that Mr. Yimobi has been upright throughout his life and has always been at odds with Immortal Bitao."
This man spoke calmly and seemed very righteous, but the gleam of light that accidentally appeared in his eyes seemed very complicated.
"I have to deal with this person carefully."
Long Yang secretly said.
"This person is absolutely dishonest."
Yin Li saw that the atmosphere between the two was a bit strange, so he tried to smooth things over and said with a smile:
"Brother Longyang, it's okay."
"The second elder has rushed back to the headquarters of the Nanhai Chamber of Commerce. Otherwise, he will rush back. At that time, he will come with the president's daughter. I hope that little friend Longyang will recover soon and provide a helping hand."
Long Yang nodded slightly.
But he said in his heart:
"This Yin Wei is really very purposeful. I just escaped from death, and he started thinking about sacrificing my own skills to save others."
The Mobi Weng suddenly said: "Little friend Longyang, I also have something to ask of you."
Long Yang frowned slightly.
"You said you saved my life and I should repay you."
"Young friend Longyang, have you ever heard of the sacred tree Linhai?"
Long Yang nodded.
"The sacred forest sea will be opened soon. I hope that I can go in with my little friend then, so that I can be taken care of."
"This Mobiweng is so powerful. Why does he want to form a team with me? Isn't he carrying a bottle of oil?"
"This person's purpose is anything but simple."
Long Yang was increasingly wary of the Mobi Man, but he still said respectfully:
"Since Senior Mo is willing to support me, then I would rather be respectful than obey."
The ink pen man nodded.
"Here is this for you. Use it to contact me when the ruins are opened. Crush it and I will know your location."
The Mobi Weng took out a simple charm and handed it to Long Yang.
Long Yang accepted it silently and put the charm into his arms.
The Mobi Man was satisfied when he saw Long Yang put the spell in place.
"Then I'll take my leave now and see you in the sacred forest."
The Mobi Weng said, turned around and left.
Baimei Yinwei smiled and said:
"Mr. Mo is still as chic as ever, and he is still so cool even as he gets older."
Soon, Mobi Weng disappeared into Longyang Cave.
After Mobiweng's figure completely disappeared, Bai Mei Yinli's expression became a little serious.
"Little friend Longyang, I think you have also felt it. I'm afraid this ink pen man has no other requests."
Long Yang nodded, but sneered in his heart: "What's the difference between you and him? If it weren't for your president's daughter, I'm afraid he wouldn't help me, right?"
But of course he couldn't say this clearly.
"Then I won't say much. I hope you will take care of yourself, and I also hope that the sacred forest sea will be opened later."
Baimei Yin Wei sighed, casually chatted with Long Yang about the South China Sea Chamber of Commerce, and told Long Yang that the second elder would definitely come back in two months at most, and asked him to be prepared and work hard to cultivate his spiritual consciousness.
Then, he took his leave.
Just as Long Yang lay down, Nie Xiner was rubbing his calf gently, trying to relax his body and mind, when another voice came from outside the door.
"Zhang Mo from the Shenhou Mansion asks to see Long Yang."
His voice was still cold, but it was less arrogant and more mature.
"Zhang Mo, you are finally here."
Long Yang's face finally showed a hint of happiness from the bottom of his heart.
He opened the door of the cave, and upon seeing this, Zhang Mo walked in.
Long Yang didn't get up, he was still lying lazily, enjoying Nie Xiner's massage.
Zhang Mo frowned slightly when he saw the scene in front of him, but he still endured it.
"During the battle in Nanyang City, I owe you a favor."
"I should have defeated Immortal Bitao, but I failed. This is the humiliation of my life."
"You took his attack for me and got hurt, so I owe you a favor."
Zhang Mo said.
Long Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and said:
"The favor you owe me is far from this. Have you ever thought about why Immortal Bitao found you so accurately?"
Zhang Mo frowned slightly.
"Could it be?"
"Yes! You have been targeted by him for a long time! Think carefully about who you have offended! Old Immortal Bitao has already targeted you before the auction!"
Zhang Mo thought silently.
"I, Zhang Mo, have killed countless people. Evil people will be punished. I killed all the evil people I saw. I don't know what I can offend. But those people's cultivation level is very low. There shouldn't be anyone like Old Immortal Bitao."
Backstage.”
Long Yang smiled.
"That means you have a bargaining chip worthy of Immortal Bitao taking action, right?"
Long Yang's eyes looked at Zhang Mo unscrupulously, making him panic.
"You, that's enough! I only have this sword on my body. Everything else is external. If you want it, I can give it to you. But this sword, even if you kill me, I won't give it to you."
Zhang Mo said firmly.
"Your sword is very good, but it has given birth to a sword spirit, and the sword spirit recognizes its master. It is just like my Coiled Dragon Spine. Although it is very precious, it is useless in the hands of others. It is worse than a piece of scrap metal."
"Immortal Bitao never risked offending your Shenhou Mansion and attacked you for this reason."
Long Yang suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
"The Shenhou Mansion, he is not afraid of the Shenhou Mansion. Could it be that there is someone behind him?"
"And that person is the strong man from your Shenhou Mansion?"
Long Yang looked at Zhang Mo and asked suddenly.
Zhang Mo was stunned for a moment, looking a little unbelievable, and then gradually calmed down, his face becoming gloomy and indifferent.
He sighed deeply and said:
"I understand, the person who wants to kill me is my biological brother."
Long Yang was about to speak, but Zhang Mo stopped him.
"This is my family matter. I will handle it myself. It is none of your business."
He looked at his long sword and then at Long Yang. He wanted to speak out several times, but held back.
"You don't let me take care of your family affairs anymore, what are you doing here?"
Long Yang looked at Zhang Mo with amusement in his eyes. This young man Zhang Mo still had little experience in the world of martial arts. He was full of joy and anger and could see through his thoughts at a glance.
I'm afraid this swordsman is still thinking about the piece of meteorite in Long Yang's pocket. It's just that Long Yang has been kind to him, and he still owes him a favor. He's too embarrassed to speak, and he's too embarrassed to force himself.
"I, I'm fine, let's go first. I will definitely return this favor to you."
"I, Zhang Mo, do what I say!"
Having said that, Zhang Mo gritted his teeth and held back. He didn't ask for the meteorite. He looked at the sword in his hand apologetically and walked away.
Long Yang suddenly took out the meteorite iron from that day and played with it in his hand.
"This Tie Gada is really hard. When the time comes, I will refine it into an extremely strong armor. I'm afraid even Immortal Bitao won't be able to do anything to me."
Zhang Mo stopped and turned around to look crazily at the meteorite iron. The sword in his hand, which was also made from the meteorite iron, was trembling slightly.
"You are wasting your resources! Meteorite iron is the best weapon refining material. It must be refined into weapons and into excellent offensive weapons to realize its value!"
He seemed very excited.
"This extraterrestrial meteorite belongs to me. I can play with it as I want and use it as I want. Why do you care so much about me?"
Long Yang smiled.
"You! You! You don't know the goods!"
Zhang Mo was so angry that he turned around and left without wanting to look at Long Yang again.
"Of course, I can also give you this meteorite iron, or even use my dragon and horse essence and blood to make a sword for you."
Long Yang's faint words exploded in Zhang Mo's heart, making him crazy!
"Are you serious?"
"Of course it's true, but you have to agree to two of my requests."