The violent murderous intent directly tore open the black mist on Guiyan Mountain.
A big hole was opened in the dark sky, and a ray of sunlight was projected in, just hitting a figure rising into the sky, as if it was coated with a layer of golden light.
Long Xiaoshan's momentum was like a prison or a sea, like a god coming down to earth. He punched out, and his true energy spurted out, condensing into a cyan fist seal the size of a canopy, and blasted out.
The expressions on the faces of the elders of the Black Scale Sect who jumped out just now changed drastically.
No one could believe that Long Xiaoshan would act brazenly.
In front of many masters.
Kill directly.
They didn't even expect that Long Xiaoshan's strength was so terrifying.
In an instant, the cyan fist mark was crushing them, leaving them no time to react and resist.
Rays of black, green, and purple light kept shining on the bodies of these Black Scale Sect elders, which was the light of their protective magic weapons.
It was extinguished in an instant.
The cyan fist seal where the true energy was condensed didn't stop at all, just like a train running over a few people on the track.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Several streaks of blood mist exploded.
The fist prints whizzed by.
Because the speed was so fast, it directly broke the sound barrier. After the fist seal dissipated, a white aura suddenly spread out, and a sound like a train whistle rumbled through the sky...
Up and down Guiyan Mountain, everyone has lost their voice.
It was as if the camera was freezing it for an instant.
Half a day later.
Only then did someone tremble and say: "The fist broke the sound barrier, this, this dragon group's little... no, big, you are the master!"
"He's actually a grandmaster!"
"No wonder he is so arrogant! He broke the Black Scale Gate as soon as he came."
Long Xiaoshan's appearance is very confusing. At first impression, no one would think that he was a master. It was not until he broke the sound barrier with a shocking punch that everyone finally understood.
Long Xiaoshan is not an ignorant young man.
He is the Grandmaster Shenlong.
The expressions of Lu Qiu Daishan, the bearded old man, Tang Lianshu and other Zhongzhou Grandmasters all changed. Although Long Xiaoshan's punch hit several elders of the Black Scale Sect, it also seemed to hit them in the face, causing burning pain.
They actually wanted a grandmaster to beg for mercy and apologize just now.
A master cannot be insulted, and everyone knows it.
Originally they opened their mouths with a condescending mentality, facing a junior, but now they found that the other person was not under them at all. Even Long Xiaoshan's punch made them feel oppressed.
"How brave, you dare to kill my Xiang'er!"
Cang Ye screamed loudly, extremely furious.
The elder of the Black Scale Sect whom Long Xiaoshan had just killed was one of his most proud disciples. Now there is no body left, and there is no trace except for the smell of blood floating in the air.
He stood taller, as if he had transformed into a Nine Nether Demon. The terrifying black energy condensed into a ghost claw dozens of meters long, and he grabbed it hard, and a strong fishy smell hit his nostrils.
Long Xiaoshan pulled his hands, and an arm-thick electric light appeared in his palm, and he threw it violently.
Click boom!
The electric light directly blasted a big hole in the black claw, and the remaining force rushed towards Cang Ye. Cang Ye hurriedly used a red ring magic weapon to block the lightning.
"Lei Fa, how is it possible? Isn't he a martial arts master?"
Everyone was shocked again.
Just now, Long Xiaoshan's punch was shocking and broke the sound barrier.
He is undoubtedly a martial arts master.
But in the blink of an eye, Long Xiaoshan summoned lightning again, breaking Cang Ye's ghost claws. The thunder method is a Taoist spell, and it is extremely difficult to practice. What's more, when Long Xiaoshan just used it, it was so powerful that it was definitely a method only possessed by a great spiritual master.
How could someone be both a martial arts master and a Taoist spiritual master?
Only Fu Xuelan suddenly cried softly, her delicate body trembled slightly, her eyes showed a touch of excitement, and a trace of blush appeared on her fair face, making her as beautiful as a fairy even more charming and delicate.
Others don't know it, but she witnessed the battle between Long Xiaoshan and the Tang family on Tiandu Mountain.
At that time, Long Xiaoshan's martial arts was astonishing, and he simultaneously displayed Taoist magic and Buddhist golden bodies.
Demonstrating the heaven-defying strength of the three cultivators of Buddhism, Taoism and Wushu.
She had seen Long Xiaoshan perform thunder magic with her own eyes.
What's more, she is a master of alchemy and has strong mental power. She has been following Long Xiaoshan for several months and is very familiar with Long Xiaoshan's aura.
Previously, the young man who was the leader of the Long Group gave her a sense of familiarity, and now he was using his thunder technique. She was almost certain that this person was Long Xiaoshan. There were only a handful of such young masters in the Hidden Sect.
Maybe such a coincidence.
Tang Leyou, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, saw Fu Xuelan's gaffe, and his eyes darkened. Fu Xuelan treated him coldly, but showed such excitement to the young man in the dragon group, just like a young girl meeting her idol.
Even though he knew that the "young man" was a master and was far more powerful than him, he still couldn't help but taste it.
He sneered and said: "I don't know what old ghost this person is. He is a great master. He doesn't even dare to show his true face to others. He also deliberately pretends to be a young man, which is unworthy of his predecessors."
Although Fu Xuelan has always been indifferent, Long Xiaoshan is her teacher on the alchemy path. How could she let the teacher be humiliated? She couldn't help but frown and said: "How do you know he is an old ghost? Maybe he is just that young."
"Absolutely impossible." Tang Leyou said flatly: "I, Tang Leyou, am not bragging. I entered the late Xuan level at the age of twenty-eight. There must be people in the hidden sect who are better than me. It is possible that I can become a master at my age.
It's absolutely impossible, not to mention, this man looks a few years younger than me."
Fu Xuelan said lightly: "Senior Brother Tang, you can't be so full of words. Could it be that you have forgotten the one from Southwest who entered the top ten on the Dragon Ranking."
Tang Leyou's face froze. Long Xiaoshan rose from the southwest and killed the masters consecutively. He was known as the number one evildoer in the Yin Sect. He was ranked among the top ten in the Dragon Ranking at a young age. It was already known to everyone in the Yin Sect.
Even if Tang Leyou had never set foot in the Southwest, he had heard about it. His face was a little ugly, but he still said: "I have never seen that person in the Southwest. I won't discuss the authenticity of those rumors, but even if that person is really that powerful, I still think he is
It can’t be because of the weak age. There are techniques to change the appearance in the hidden door and rejuvenate one’s youth. There is also the legendary beauty-preserving elixir. Sister Fu, don’t be fooled by rumors. Seeing is the only way to know the truth.”
Fu Xuelan was about to fight again, but suddenly shook her head and smiled, thinking it was ridiculous. She had known Tang Leyou for a long time, and she had a slight liking for him. After all, he was the young master of the Piyu Palace. He was unparalleled in beauty, extremely talented, and impeccable in all aspects.
, if she goes on, it is not impossible to be together in the future, but now she finds that Tang Leyou is so arrogant and blind.
It doesn't matter if you admit that you are weaker than others, as long as you work hard, you will feel no regrets even if you don't come first.
But it would be too naive to insist on being tough and find various reasons to comfort yourself even though you are clearly not as good as you.
