"This kid is so arrogant. He actually killed Fu Jingtian. He is asking for his own death. Master Fu Tian only has this one son. He regards him as a treasure. Why don't you fight him to the death?"
There are many Hong Kong celebrities in the manor. How could they not recognize this green-robed old man? He is Fu Qingbai, the second among the four great Celestial Masters in Hong Kong.
Although many people do not have deep feelings for Fu Jingtian.
But Fu Jingtian is the Celestial Master of Hong Kong Island after all.
Now being killed by an outsider, these Hong Kong celebrities naturally side with the Fu family.
Bai Xiuzhu took a deep breath, and an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes: "You actually killed Fu Jingtian, wonderful. Once Fu Jingtian dies, Mr. Fu will kill you, and the hidden danger is solved. How wonderful."
Bai Xiuzhu has always been surpassed by Fu Jingtian among the younger generation in the magic world.
Even though the Bai family is the most wealthy family in Hong Kong, the battle between magicians and wizards is not about wealth. What's more, Fu Jingtian is ambitious and marries the Li family, which poses an increasing threat to the Bai family.
Now that Fu Jingtian has been killed by Long Xiaoshan, it is naturally a good thing for the Bai family.
As for Long Xiaoshan, he is also a disaster and comes together with Tan Feifei.
But now there is no need to think too much, the Bai family does not need to take action, Long Xiaoshan killed Fu Jingtian, Fu Qingbai will never let him go...
Fu Qingbai suddenly raised his head, his eyes were filled with blood, and he stared at Long Xiaoshan.
"Who are you? Why did you kill my son?" He screamed every word, like a cuckoo weeping blood.
"This sect's dragon hill."
Long Xiaoshan's eyes were slightly lowered, his hands behind his back, his eyes were indifferent.
Those who kill will always be killed.
Fu Jingtian didn't show any mercy in his attack just now, so how could he show mercy? Now that he has embarked on this bloody path of cultivation, he shouldn't expect to survive by relying on his opponent's mercy one day.
"Long Xiaoshan!"
Fu Qingbai's expression changed. He was one of the four great heavenly masters in Hong Kong, and how could he not know about the things his son had done?
Together, the Fu family and the Li family swallowed up Longxiao Shan’s medicinal food industry.
He was vaguely worried at the time. After all, Long Xiaoshan was so famous that he was ranked in the top ten of the Dragon Ranking at a young age and was known as the immortal evildoer of the Hidden Sect. However, in the end, he was no match for his son's stubbornness. First, he loved his only son; second, he loved his only son.
Now, Hong Kong Island is run like an iron barrel by magicians, and it is no different from the hidden wells in the mainland. Therefore, Wei Jinghuan died in the mainland, and even Shi Zhengqing did not go to the mainland to avenge his disciples.
No matter how evil Long Xiaoshan is, he would not dare to run wild on Hong Kong Island.
But he never expected it.
Long Xiaoshan actually reached Hong Kong Island so quickly and killed his son as soon as he arrived.
It is said that this person killed several masters along the way.
He came to the position completely based on the blood of his predecessors.
At first he still didn't believe it.
After all, Long Xiaoshan is too young.
Hong Kong Island and Hidden Gate are too far apart. How accurate the rumors are, no one can be sure unless they have seen it with their own eyes.
Now he finally believes it.
This man is arrogant and murderous.
Even more rumors.
But the price paid was too high.
Fu Qingbai tremblingly stretched out a hand, brushed it over Fu Jingtian's wide eyes, and closed his eyes.
"Tian'er, don't worry, even if your father has to risk his life, he will kill this son for you."
After saying that, Fu Qingbai had already stood up. Although he was over eighty years old this year, his face was still as rosy as a baby. If it weren't for his snow-white hair, no one would think that he was an old man in his eighties.
The lifespan of a Taoist is inherently longer than that of a warrior of the same realm.
Fu Qingbai is already an eighth-level great spiritual master, just a hair away from a ninth-level great spiritual master. His lifespan can reach over a hundred years, and he still has at least several decades to live. Being over eighty years old is not considered decrepit.
This is when his magic power, realm, and experience are at their peak.
Even as a great master, he still has the confidence to fight.
What's more, although Long Xiaoshan killed a few grandmasters, those masters were all ordinary grandmasters ranked in the middle and lower reaches of the Dragon Ranking. Fu Qingbai could easily kill a few of those kind of grandmasters.
I saw this powerful Heavenly Master in Hong Kong with a restrained expression, neither happy nor sad. No trace of sadness could be seen on his face. This character alone made Long Xiaoshan look at him a little higher.
But that's all.
"My son has offended the master. If you kill my son, I have nothing to say. It's because his skills are inferior to others. But as a father, I can't let him come to this world in vain. Today I will let Fu Mou teach you how to do this."
Is this young grandmaster really as evil as the rumors say?"
boom!
As soon as Fu Qingbai finished speaking, his green robe suddenly swelled up. He stepped on the void, stepped on the sky, and stepped on a Big Dipper. His hands were like a hundred-armed deity, and he could instantly create hundreds of seals.
Just the speed of casting spells and seals makes people see the extraordinary grace of the Great Heavenly Master.
Compared with his father, Fu Jingtian is like a firefly and a bright moon.
Wow! Wow!
In an instant, the fire dragons danced wildly, with seven fire dragons surrounding Fu Qingbai, each of which was several times thicker than the flame dragon that Fu Jingtian had just displayed.
"Yanlong Chidi, suppress and kill!"
Fu Qingbai's eyes sparkled with divine light, and his white hair danced wildly. He pressed down with one finger, and boom! Seven red fire dragons rolled in the air, entangled constantly, and formed a pillar of fire that reached the sky and the earth, and rushed down from high in the sky!
Long Xiaoshan raised his head to look at the sky, looking at the pillar of fire coming from the sky. His face was not moved at all. He only saw that he gently raised a jade-like palm, and a thunder and lightning filled his palm. In the blink of an eye, there was
It turned into a thunder and lightning sword.
Long Xiaoshan stood on the same spot, his thunder and lightning sword raised straight up.
Chi!
Wherever the lightning passed, the huge flame dragon fire pillar split into two like a knife cutting butter. A large amount of flames rushed down and hit the ground on both sides of Longshan, turning the soil into rolling magma.
"not good!"
Fu Qingbai saw that the thunder and lightning sword light did not weaken much after splitting his Flame Dragon Fire Pillar. It crossed the sky and struck in front of him instantly. How fast the lightning was? It was the speed of light. Unless he dodged in advance, it would be Fu Qingbai.
Such a great spiritual master would never be able to dodge.
Buzz!
A huge golden talisman condensed in front of him.
The lightning sword struck the golden talisman, crackling and exploding, and the talisman instantly collapsed.
The thunder and lightning sword light only shrunk by one-third and passed by everything.
However, Fu Qingbai finally managed to escape the knife by taking advantage of the moment when the talisman collapsed. The thunder knife passed by his ear. Half of his face was numb. Before he could stand still, a faint voice sounded in his ear: "You just
Are you capable of this? I’m so disappointed.”
He turned his head in shock and saw Long Xiaoshan floating behind him.
Judging from the way he stepped on the void and lifted his weight with ease, it was even easier than when he used Taoist magic to volley into the air.
