Chapter 29 The Third Young Master of the Long Family--Long Cang

Zhao Ruochen's eyes slowly narrowed, and the golden light in his hand flashed. The dragon sword had been taken out of the storage ring.

But at this time, in the jungle in the distance, there was a sudden sound of breaking the wind. A moment later, a team of nearly 30 people appeared in front of Zhao Ruochen and others.

Last night's Longxiao appeared among these people. Next to Longxiao, there was a strong man in a red-gold robe. The strong man was not very old, quite rough-sighted, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and not angry. Some people behind the strong man are dressed in uniforms and observe their strength. Most of them are also the foundation-building period. Only the few people who followed Longxiao last night have strength above the energy training.

At this time, I saw the young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes suddenly took a step forward and said loudly, "Who is Xuanqing Road, get out of me..."

The young man not only looks rough, but also speaks extremely vulgarly. Xuan Qixue and others frowned slightly, but at this moment, everyone can guess what the other party is doing. Therefore, Xuan Qixue and others did not speak, but turned their eyes to Zhao Ruochen.

What to do about this matter can only be decided by Zhao Ruochen in the end. After all, the dragon sword is in his hands. Whether he wants to return the dragon sword to the other party is his own business.

Zhao Ruochen looked at the big man in front of him, but the corners of his mouth picked up slightly and slowly stepped forward: "Don't you see the dragon sword in my hand?"

The big man naturally saw the Hualong Sword in Zhao Ruochen's hand. He just wanted to deter the other party with momentum, so he questioned it. Seeing Zhao Ruochen's answer, Long Xiao, who was standing beside the strong man, frowned slightly, and then pointed to Zhao Ruochen and said, "Brother, it was this person who took my dragon sword yesterday. The people here are all from Xuanqing Road."

The strong man nodded slightly, and slowly a sense of evil gushed out between his eyebrows. A pair of tiger eyes had already completely locked Zhao Ruochen: "There are only two ways in front of you. The first way is to hand over the dragon sword now, then hand over the dragon bear you hunted last night, and apologize to my fourth brother. This It's over. The second way is to kill all of you people and take away what I want. You... should know how to choose..."

Zhao Ruochen's eyes slowly narrowed. Looking at the strong man, his eyes also flashed a faint shade. If the other party said kindly, Zhao Ruochen was not willing to cause conflicts between Xuanqingdao and the Long family because of a dragon sword, but the other party was completely an attitude of standing on the top, which made Zhao Ruochen very I'm not happy.

"Since you said so, I also made my attitude clear..." Zhao Ruochen slowly raised the dragon sword in his hand: "Yesterday, your useless fourth brother wanted to grab our prey, and then took the lead in defeating us, and I took the dragon sword. Your Long family's face is not good, but my Xuanqingdao's face is not the sole of the soles of the shoes. I can step on every person.

At the end of the words, Zhao Ruochen's face was also gloomy, and the dragon sword in his hand appeared with a faint golden luster from time to time.

After listening to Zhao Ruochen's words, the third son Long in the distance also became extremely difficult to look at: "Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you..."

The voice had not yet fallen, but he saw the dragon San Shao, his body trembled and disappeared in an instant.

Zhao Ruochen carried the dragon sword in his hand and suddenly dodged to the right. Almost at the same time, on the right side of his body, there was a sudden sound of breaking the wind, and a long purple stick suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Ruochen, with a faint pressure on the stick.

"Good reaction..." The Long San Shao smiled, and the purple stick in his hand burst out again, surrounded by the strong aura pressure, covering Zhao Ruochen.

Zhao Ruochen also showed no weakness. The dragon sword in his hand whispered. Under the urging of the majestic aura, the dragon sword was full of golden light. Thousands of swords were danced by Zhao Ruochen and intertwined into a barrier in front of him.

"The poleless stick." Long San Shao roared, and before the purple stick in his hand collided with Zhao Ruochen's defensive swordsmanship, he suddenly changed the direction.

The number of roads changed, but I saw Long Sanshao waving a purple stick, rolling up a purple-black whirlwind phantom above the sky, and roaring and pressing on Zhao Ruochen.

"Zhao Ruochen, be careful of his tricks. Although this person's cultivation is only eight layers of Qi, he reacts quickly..." Xiaoyu reminded Zhao Ruochen in his heart.

Zhao Ruochen nodded quietly, and at the same time, the dragon sword in his hand also turned.

"Lingxiao Kai Tianjian..." Zhao Ruochen roared, and the golden sword in his hand burst out brilliant golden light. The majestic power roared out of Zhao Ruochen's body, but he saw the dragon sword in Zhao Ruochen's hand slowly moving out. One sword was faster than one sword. Until the end, one sword came out, and the seven swords followed each other...

Under the gaze of everyone around, the purple-black stick shadow whirlwind in the sky collided with Zhao Ruochen's seven swords.

The violent sound trembled around, oscillating the ground slightly. Above the sky, a sound of gold and iron fighting came.

Zhao Ruochen swept out with a sword and directly picked up the interior of the purple whirlwind. The second sword opened into the depths again, and then three sword lights prevented the whole body, and the remaining two swords were killed from both sides of the purple stick shadow.

This is the real power of Ling Xiaokai Tianshou. With Zhao Ruochen's cultivation at this moment, if one palm flies out, it can burst out seven palms, and the power of these seven palms is Zhao Ruochen's own strongest attack power. Similarly, Zhao Ruochen converted Ling Xiaokai's hand to the sword, and the sword spirit waved was the same. Although the direction of the seven swords was different, its power was generally the same, and it remained above Zhao Ruochen's strongest attack.

The other party also felt the power of Zhao Ruochen's seven swords, and immediately flashed a touch of horror in his eyes, but when he saw that Zhao Ruochen was approaching, he immediately sneered.

As Xiaoyu said, what he is good at is instant change. If the other party does not react very quickly, he basically can't escape his means.

However, he saw that the huge stick shadow was entangled with Zhao Ruochen's golden sword, and Zhao Ruochen's two swordsmanship had been stabbed from both sides of the stick shadow to Long San Shao.

At this time, he saw the Long San Shao suddenly roaring. Above the sky, the wind suddenly stopped, and the shadow of the stick suddenly disappeared. Then, Long San Shao turned around, and his waist was close to the two golden swordsmanships coming on the face. He was extremely thrilling but very cleverly flew away from the air, and the last one The tossing and jumping appeared behind Zhao Ruochen.

According to common sense, the two sides fighting at this time did not have the ability to suddenly withdraw the attack, but Long San Shao did it. If it is an ordinary enemy, it must be caught by it and defeated with one blow, but Zhao Ruochen is not an ordinary enemy. Under the reminder of Xiaoyu, Zhao Ruochen has long been careful.

Sure enough, at the most fierce moment of the battle, the Long San Shao actually pulled out and dodged, and then took advantage of the unpreparedness to bully him.

"Death..." Long Sanshao roared, and the purple stick in his hand had already hit Zhao Ruochen's back heart.

Seeing the sudden change of the situation on the sky, Long Xiao, who was standing on the ground, couldn't help but flash a touch of joy on his face. Looking at Xuan Qingyue and others, there was also a touch of pleasure: "Well, let you dare to argue with the people of the Long family. This time, none of you can think about it..."

Xuan Qixue and others looked at the sudden change of the situation in the sky, but they couldn't help but nervous. Gu Qingfeng had already clenched the weapon with both hands. As long as Zhao Ruochen made a mistake, he would rush up at the first time. Although he knew that even if he rushed up, it was likely to help.

"Brother Ruochen, be careful..." Lin Piaoer and Ye Xiyuan clenched their lips and looked at the sky nervously.

But he said that at this moment, in the sky, Zhao Ruochen did not panic at all about the Long San Shao who suddenly appeared behind him, but smiled faintly: "I've been waiting for you for this move for a long time..."

A faint laughter still echoed in the sky, but Zhao Ruochen's feet suddenly flashed a trace of aura, and a messy trace of footsteps flashed over the void, and Zhao Ruochen's figure also disappeared.

"What?" Long Sanshao, who had a complacent face, didn't expect that Zhao Ruochen could avoid his inevitable move. When he was stunned, he felt that a breeze was blowing around him, and the last two palms were approaching.

At this moment, Long San Shao's stick has been waved out. Even if he can accept it in an instant, he has no time to stop the palm print that suddenly appeared in front of him.

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

There were seven muffled sounds in a row, and there was a muffled humming sound from the sky. Long San's body was like a short-term kite, falling directly down and spilling a piece of blood along the way.

Zhao Ruochen flipped in the air and fell back to Xuan Qixue and others.

Seeing that his third brother was seriously injured by Zhao Ruochen, Long Xiao and others hurried forward and took the seriously injured Long Sanshao.

"Third brother, are you all right..."

The Long Sanshao was also strong. Although he was hit hard by Zhao Ruochen in the chest, he gritted his teeth and did not make a sound. He slowly stood up with the help of everyone, and then looked at Zhao Ruochen: "I, Long Cang, lost today, but don't worry, sooner or later, I will get it back..."

"I'll wait..." Zhao Ruochen smiled faintly, but said no more.

"Zhao Ruochen, it seems that someone is coming..." At this time, Xiaoyu's voice suddenly appeared in Zhao Ruochen's heart.

"Hmm?" Zhao Ruochen frowned slightly and turned his eyes to the distance.

At this time, I saw the sound of sparse footsteps in the forest in the distance. The grass was broken, and several teams appeared in the sight of everyone almost at the same time.

These people's clothes are different. Obviously, they are not from the same force.