If you think it looks good, don’t forget to collect it. It’s better to be able to throw some flowers.
Kang Long leaned obliquely on the big rock, staring at everyone, looking like a lazy person.
The presbyterian Sun Yuanhua next to him looked nervous and whispered to Kang Long with some blame: "Little brother, why are you so reckless? They are not easy to mess with."
Kang Long shook his head and curled his lips, "Old Wu, you're afraid of a bird. I feel disgusted when I see such a bitch. I can't vomit quickly. Mr. Wu, let me tell you, some people are born.
Dogs, the more you are afraid of him, the more he will bully others. If you are afraid of him, he will be a human being with his tail when he sees you."
Lian Nutao was furious. Kang Long's words were clearly mocking him, and he was mocking him in front of Yan Ruyu and Ma Shiyu.
"Old Lu, kill him for me!" Lian Nutao pointed at Kang Long and ordered Lu Helong with a vicious face.
Lu Helong was also furious, but after all, he was a master's cultivation level. Although his qi cultivation skills were not very good, he could still judge that the boy in front of him would be difficult to deal with.
He witnessed the process of Kang Long killing Zhou Bing just now.
The level of skill sometimes does not determine the outcome of the battle. If a real killing skill is used properly, a master of craftsmanship can also kill a master of the master, let alone this boy with unknown origin in front of him.
It's still a master's level cultivation.
He once witnessed a sectarian-level assassin who used a series of skills to assassinate a master who had just advanced to the level of a grandmaster.
Lu Helong's energy and spirit were raised to the extreme, and his unparalleled momentum firmly covered Dingkanglong. His hands gradually turned pale golden due to the use of skills.
The Crane Control and Dragon Capture Hand is not just a few simple tricks. The real skill is still in both hands.
Once all the skills are gathered, Lu Helong's hands will turn into pure gold, breaking tigers and leopards, destroying steel and breaking iron is like a child's play.
All the energy and spirits were condensed but not released, gathered but not dispersed, Lu Helong stared at Kang Long coldly, "Boy, show off your weapons and prepare to die! No one can insult the Tengjiao Gang Lian Nutao Young Master Lian.
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Ma Benlei couldn't see it and shouted beside him: "Lu Helong, you are already in the realm of a great master. You actually want to take action against a master-level master. This is not in line with the rules of the world. If you let you continue like this, how can this world be
Don't mess around?"
There are indeed some unwritten rules in the world. Once a person's achievements reach the level of a great master, unless he wants to kill his own life and death, then a master of the great master must never be as good as an ordinary person or better than him.
The low-level person takes action.
Because once the mysterious skill reaches the realm of a great master, it is the top existence in this world. Their every move can affect the outcome of a war.
If they interfere in court affairs, they will inevitably cause disaster in the whole world.
Therefore, as early as the Tang Dynasty hundreds of years ago, the rules were set among the great masters. Once a person's mysterious skill level reaches the great master level, he must not easily attack ordinary people.
Lu Helong didn't even look at Ma Run Lei, but just stared at Kang Long with all his attention, waiting for him to take action.
It is of extraordinary significance to a master at the level of a master who can make a master at the level of a master so afraid of it. This confrontation between the two has long attracted many people to watch.
"What are you doing?" A very lazy voice sounded from outside the crowd. Someone who was familiar with this voice knew that this was the contemporary head of the Huashan Jiandao Sect, and the lazy sword immortal came forward.
The crowd automatically dispersed a passage, and the lazy sword immortal walked over lazyly, rolled his eyes lazy, and said in his unique lazy voice: "Lu Helong, do you want to kill people here?"
Although the Lazy Sword Immortal looks like a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old and is so handsome that it makes people jealous, he is actually a middle-aged man in his forties.
He didn't seem to have any fluctuations in his skills at all, but his lazy temperament could not ignore his existence.
Lu Helong looked at Lazy Sword Immortal indifferently, then slowly put away all his skills, but looked at Kang Long indifferently as if he was looking at a dead person, and said even more disdainfully: "Boy, I hope you have a chance to enter."
The top ten masters are fighting. At that time, my young master will teach you a lesson."
Even Nutao did not dare to be too arrogant in Huashan, and snorted lightly, the vicious look on his face became deeper. He was most disgraceful in his life. Some people said that he was relying on his father and leader of the Tengjiao Gang, Lian Yunjiao, because,
He not only has confidence in his skills, but also has confidence in his unique skills and his talents.
He must be the top ten martial arts conference in this time. This is not only because he is Lian Yunjiao's son, he has learned his peerless swordsmanship, but also because he is also a master-level cultivation level.
"Let's go!" Lian Nutao snorted coldly, "Boy, I will definitely make you feel regretful coming to this world!"
Damn, you think I am willing to come to this broken place, Kang Long wanted to have an attack immediately, but unfortunately he couldn't go back, so he had to spend his whole life in this world. However, if anyone wants to take his life away
, He will never bow his head and appoint him. Whoever wants his life will take his life first.
"If you have a genital, you will always hide in Lian Yunjiao..." Kang Long's harsh words were not finished, but Kang Long suddenly felt something was wrong. When he wanted to avoid it, he found that he was dodging and his whole body suddenly felt like it was broken.
The kite flew more than ten meters away and fell heavily to the ground. When she forced herself to sit up, she opened her mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, her expression was sluggish, but his eyes became colder, as if he had just chosen someone to eat.
The beast, staring in one direction.
The lazy sword immortal's lazy expression changed and he snorted coldly with extreme dissatisfaction, saying, "Liang Yunjiao, what do you mean?"
At some point, there was a middle-aged man next to Lian Nutao. The middle-aged man looked handsome. Although he was just wearing a simple white robe, he exuded a proud and unique temperament, which made people feel
I will never forget his appearance when I take a look.
The middle-aged man was wearing this exquisite and unique long sword around his waist. The sword seemed to grow about one foot longer than an ordinary sword, but the body was much narrower than an ordinary long sword.
The middle-aged man carried his hands on his back and had a arrogant expression on his face. When he heard the words of the Lazy Sword Immortal, he just grinned calmly, revealing his white and neat teeth, "Brother Lazy, what else does it mean?
The people spoke wildly and called Lian a name. Lian just wanted to teach him a lesson so that he could understand that a mountain is still high, so he should not be so arrogant to live well."
The lazy sword fairy's face was still unhappy and responded coldly: "I'm too lazy to be handsome and call you Lian Yunjiao's name. Do you want to teach me a lesson?"
Lian Yunjiao's eyes twitched, and then he smiled casually and said, "Brother Lazy is joking. For our more than ten years of friendship, why are you scolding Lian a few words?"
"Haha! Lian Yunjiao, I fought with you a year ago. I thought you would have made any progress this year. I didn't expect that you will still be so narrow-minded. My elder brother always praises you for being a hero. It seems that it is him.
Wrong."
Accompanied by a generous laugh, a middle-aged man with a somewhat vulgar appearance but a very tall figure, carrying a hijab on his shoulder and strode over.
I heard someone around exclaiming, "The Northern Sword Dominant Sima Hengdao!"
The middle-aged man couldn't help but turn his head proudly when he heard someone calling him his name. The young man who called him directly was frightened and his face turned blue. He was trembling and was about to fall into the crowd. Sima Hengdao
But he stepped forward to him, picked up the young man out like a chicken, and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Little brother, what's the name?"
The young man was slapped by him, his face turned pale and bloody. His legs seemed to have cramps, and he was swaying, but he didn't dare not answer, and he stuttered and said tremblingly: "I
...My name is...My name is Zhao Pu..."
Kang Long stood up and looked at everything in front of him coldly. This time he deeply realized that if he wanted to live well in this world, he had to have strong strength, otherwise he would have to be beaten.
But his character is just a stubborn word. The more powerful he encounters, the less he will accept his defeat.
Lian Yunjiao and Sima Hengdao's name have almost been called out of calluses recently. Two top masters are right in front of him, but he has no fear at all and snorted coldly: "Liang Yun
Jiao, you slap me a palm today, and I will return it ten times the day after tomorrow!"