"It's interesting, watch me running around like a wolf!"

Lang Dong danced wildly, like a god and demon. After laughing loudly, his figure suddenly disappeared. The speed was so fast that it was impossible to catch it with the naked eye. All he could see was a series of afterimages that were like entities, as if they were incarnated into thousands, which was dizzying for the eyes.

puff!

The Daguan Dao suddenly cut through the air, landed on the ground and bounced back, making Long Xiaotian a little confused.

Lang Dong appeared strangely next to Long Xiaotian, turned his fists into claws and grabbed at his shoulders.

Long Xiaotian was slightly stunned, and his face turned a little pale. Although this dragon's sigh was powerful, it consumed a lot of spiritual energy, making him gasp slightly.

But he was worthy of being the number one martial arts genius in the ancient martial arts world, so how could he give in so easily? Seeing that Lang Dong’s wolf claws were about to grab his shoulders, he chose to abandon the sword without hesitation, and his body was as gentle as a slippery loach.

With a twist, he avoided this claw without any delay.

"Overlord Fist!"

Long Xiaotian managed to avoid this claw, and shouted loudly. His whole aura changed drastically, like a domineering king dominating the world, and he punched Langdong majestically.

"Beautiful, just with this move, you are countless times stronger than that Gui Jianchou."

Lang Dong didn't seem to expect that the opponent could avoid this inevitable claw. He sincerely praised Long Xiaotian's fist and punched it without flinching.

The ghost with a bruised nose and swollen face was gasping for breath. His face was so black that water dripped from his face. He was roaring in frustration. Damn, I am practicing the ghost way. It takes time to perform it. Is it good or not? You didn't say anything.

Let's start the fight as soon as we come up. It's just a sneak attack. If we fight openly, we don't know who will win.

Although he said this, Gui Jianchou knew very well that Lang Dong's speed was too fast. Even if he had to do it over again, he was not sure that he would be able to use his ghost method before Lang Dong attacked.

After all, Kidou is more of a warlock type in nature. He needs to keep a distance to gain time to cast spells. Once he is approached, he will only be beaten, and Lang Dong's extraordinary speed is his nemesis.

Therefore, the fact that Long Xiaotian can fight Lang Dong until now does not mean that he is better than Gui Jianchou. The main reason is that the path he takes is different from Gui Jianchou, which is more suitable for frontal confrontation, and Lang Dong has not really taken the advantage of

It was his strength that made Long Xiaotian look much more powerful than Gui Jianchou.

People with a discerning eye will naturally know what is going on, but most people present do not understand this truth. They only think that Gui Jianchou is a wasted reputation and cannot be compared with Long Xiaotian. How can Gui Jianchou not feel aggrieved?

"Emperors fight for hegemony!"

Although everyone was restricted to the Tianwu Realm, Long Xiaotian knew that Lang Dong's cultivation level was definitely much higher than that of the Tianwu Realm, and he would definitely not be a match if he tried to use up the energy, so with the idea of ​​a quick victory, he directly used it regardless of the consumption.

A powerful killing move, one move can determine victory or defeat.

Two figures wearing crowns and dragon robes, their faces blurred, two-foot-tall shadows appeared out of thin air behind him, like emperors looking down at the world, raising their hands to attack each other with all their strength, and a terrifying wave of air surged.

, gathered into a domineering torrent sweeping the world, rushing towards Langdong.

"Faxiang? Oh my god, it turns out to be a true martial arts level combat skill."

"No wonder Long Xiaotian is known as the most talented warrior in the ancient martial arts. With his cultivation in the Tianwu realm, he can actually display true martial arts level combat skills."

"Combat skills, combat skills that can only be performed by heaven-level cultivation techniques. The Long family is indeed a family with profound ancient martial arts heritage."

"Hiss! Heaven-level skills? How is it possible? How can those holy sects allow the Long family to possess heaven-level skills?"

"You must be ignorant. Hundreds of years ago, the ancestors of the Long family took the initiative to hand over this technique to the Holy Sect. This is a heaven-level technique with bloodline restrictions.

, without the blood of the Long family, no matter how talented you are, you will not be able to practice the Long family's techniques."

"Damn it, it can still be like this. No wonder the Holy Sect doesn't covet the Long family."

"If the Guanglong family had bloodline skills, they would have been exterminated by the Holy Sect long ago to avoid raising tigers, but in the ancient martial arts world, more than one family has bloodline skills."

"Oh, who else has bloodline techniques?"

"A long time ago, in the ancient martial arts world, there were eight ancient martial arts families: Dragon, Bai, Feng, Gui, Xiong, He, Yuan, and Bao. They all passed down heaven-level bloodline techniques."

"I know the Long family and the Feng family, but I have never heard of the other six families."

"These eight ancient martial arts families are all ancient families with hundreds or even thousands of years of history. At their peak, there were many masters in the family, and they even overshadowed all the holy sects. But later, for unknown reasons, in

At the end of the Song Dynasty, all other families except the Long and Feng families suddenly disappeared in the long river of history. Although the Long and Feng families continue to exist today, their vitality has been greatly damaged and they can only be listed under the Holy Sect."

"Could it be the Holy Sect..."

"Shh, do you want your life? Be careful what you say, be careful what you say, lest disaster comes from your mouth."

"Uh, haha, the moon is really round today and the weather is nice."

…

Following everyone's exclamations and whispers, He Ling'er's ears twitched, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she fell into deep thought.

The Bai family? The White Tiger family; the Guijia family? the Xuanwu family; the Xiong family? could it be the violent earth bear clan; the Yuan family? could it be the Diamond Ape clan; the Bao family? could it be the ghost leopard clan; and the He family,

Could it be that he is his ancestor, the He family?

After all, the Crane Clan is not a native creature of the Kunpeng Realm. Instead, their ancestors were hunted down and accidentally entered the Kunpeng Realm, where they have thrived to this day.

Who was he being hunted by? Could it be these so-called Holy Sects?

As for whether the time matches up? There's nothing wrong with it. The flow of time in the two worlds is different. A hundred years on the earth is ten thousand years in the Kunpeng world, and a thousand years is one hundred thousand years.

The He ancestors mistakenly entered the Kunpeng world around 80,000 years ago, and the Song Dynasty was just over 800 years ago, which basically coincides with the disappearance of the He family.

I wonder if the second uncle has found the ancestral land? Maybe the He family is a clue, He Ling thought quietly.

The day after Heming came to the human world, he left alone to search for his ancestral land. So far, no news has come back.

"Wolves howl in the sky!"

Feeling the terrifying power of the emperor's fight for hegemony, Lang Dong's eyes flashed, he bowed his waist and straightened his body. Suddenly, a giant wolf with a size of five feet appeared behind him, and let out a harsh wolf howl from his mouth.

The huge wolf claws scratched forward like a ball of wool, and the two emperors' shadows were shattered like paper and disappeared in the air.

"Well!"

Long Xiaotian let out a muffled grunt, staggered back two steps, his face turned bloodless, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. He cupped his fists and bowed in frustration: "I lost."

Lang Dong put away his shadow and said with admiration in his eyes: "You are very good. I can easily defeat you because my cultivation level is higher than yours. There are only a handful of people in the same realm who can defeat you."

Long Xiaotian shook his head with a bitter look on his face, and said calmly: "Although your cultivation level is higher than mine, it still suppresses your cultivation level. If I lose, I lose. There is no reason to find, I am not as good as you."

Lang Dong fought happily and felt sympathy for Long Xiao. Seeing that he was a little depressed, he smiled and comforted: "Of course this is different. Although my cultivation has been suppressed, my spiritual power storage and

Compared to you, there is a world of difference. If I am not mistaken, your last move of "Emperor's Hegemony" was due to your lack of spiritual power and your failure to exert its maximum power. That's why I easily tore you apart.

broken."

"Well, that's true. The more spiritual power is input, the greater the power of the dharma formed by the Emperor's Hegemony. My spiritual power is insufficient, and I haven't even exerted one thousandth of its power."

Long Xiaotian could accept his failure, but he could never accept his own fighting skills being underestimated, so he specially explained it when he heard this.

"When you can fully exert the true power of this move, we will fight again."

Lang Dong's invitation with a smile made Long Xiaotian's depression disappear, and he became high-spirited again. He nodded heavily, bowed earnestly, picked up the Daguan knife, and dragged it back to the crowd of the Long family.

Long Xiaotian was very strong, and he thought to himself that if he really fought with him, he wouldn't have much chance of winning. This made him extremely frustrated. He quietly gestured to the eight bastards who were also bruised and swollen, and got in with disgrace.

He slipped away from the crowd.

A farce-style conflict came to an end, and Lang Dong and others had no intention of continuing to wander around. They returned to the station with Pimul and Helena, who looked like dog-skin plaster, and Feng Lingxiao's old face turned red.

With the Royal Alliance personnel following behind them, they felt that their face had been completely humiliated by this precious girl tonight.

However, seeing the two corpses of the disciples of the Holy Medical Sect still lying there alone, he immediately felt balanced. Rather than being embarrassed, who could be more humiliated than the Holy Medical Sect, who even sent people to collect the corpses?

Neither dared.

The night market quickly returned to normal order. People were wandering around in twos and threes. They were all in high spirits and talking about the scene just now. They all speculated who Lang Dong and others were. Even the Holy Sect and the Ghost Sect were

Don't take it seriously.

At the station of the Holy Medical Sect, the old antique with heavy hair and boyish face had a sinking face. He stared coldly at Pi Yitian who was kneeling on the ground with a weak breath, and said angrily: "The various sects have just signed a treaty not to resort to violence during the martial arts conference. It's better for you.

, for a few troublemaking disciples to take the lead in breaking the agreement..."

"Uncle, those people bullied others too much, not to mention them and that Ding Ning..."

Pi Yitian argued with an angry expression.

His martial soul was severely damaged by being chopped off. Even if he had taken the Soul-Reinforcing Pill, it could not be repaired in a short time. This made him, who was determined to retaliate, become even more resentful towards Ding Ning.

"Shut up!"

The old Shengwu Han Wuyang shouted sternly. Looking at the sullen Pi Yitian, he angrily scolded: "I think you have been in a high position for a long time and have long forgotten the rules of the world. Do not bring harm to your family. This has been the rule since ancient times."

, if you want to deal with that Ding Ning, there are many ways. That Ding Ning is not here at all today, why are you causing trouble for his friend? "

"I...it's not that I'm causing trouble for them, it's that they don't pay attention to our Holy Medical Sect at all. They first find trouble to kill my Holy Medical Sect's disciples. If I don't take action, outsiders will think that our Holy Medical Sect is afraid of them.

Who would still take us seriously? I only took action to maintain the prestige of the Holy Medical Sect?"

Pi Yitian argued for himself with a guilty conscience.

"Hmph, what a slogan to maintain prestige, but what's the result? Haven't you lost the face of our Holy Medical Sect?"

When Han Wuyang saw that he still dared to speak harshly, he suddenly became furious and asked angrily.

Pi Yitian lost his temper like a deflated rubber ball. He lowered his head and said in frustration: "How did I know they actually have holy martial arts masters?"

"This is where you are stupid. You think they have no confidence. Why do you dare to kill the disciples of my Holy Medical Sect in public?"
Chapter completed!