Chapter 5 Facing the Great Enemy

As soon as the teenager turned around, he saw Luo complain clapping his hands, which was quite praised, but his face was still not sad or happy. He said lightly, "Yes, these few times have been done well, and the water is natural. It can be regarded as a decisive killing. Sure enough, after everyone, it is quite your father's demeanor. At your age, you have practiced this journey. It's not easy. It can be regarded as a plastic talent. Since a few black riders can't take you down, I will move my muscles and bones to clean up your child. After saying that, a man slowly walked towards the teenager.

Although he challenged the teenager alone, he inevitably lost the notoriety of bullying the small, but he knew that Qin Yuning was not easy to deal with, so he could only let the black horse drag her down. When he took Tang Longyan, even if he could not take Qin Yuning down, it could make her in chaos.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the teenager's heart sank, frowned slightly, and he was still thinking about how to deal with it.

"Luo complain, right? If you have the ability, you can go there. If you don't have the ability, don't talk there. With your strength, alas, I can't say, I can only wrong myself. The corners of the teenager's mouth showed a curvature and a faint smile, which was incompatible with the gloomy atmosphere around him, but his eyes were full of laughter and concentration.

Luo complained and didn't get angry when he heard it. He smiled and said, "Oh, really? Then I'm going to take good care of your skills." After saying that, but the smile in his eyes was gone, and he was full of fortitude. He shouted loudly, accompanied by a strong true spirit, and the pieces of armor on his body were shaken away, revealing his solid muscles. The faint and glowing eyes like a wolf stared at Tang Longyan as closely as when facing the prey. The rough face was slightly deformed because of excitement, and the strange smile couldn't help but make people feel a chill.

"No, it's the thick and true spirit of the Kirin clan!" The teenager's secret is not good. The opponent is full of true spirit and far away from himself. In addition, he has no experience in fighting against Kirin, so the teenager has not yet planned how to fight this battle. Luo's arrogant muscles obviously not only have strong resistance to attack, but also have amazing explosive power. Although such explosive power cannot be compared with his father's perverted existence that is already extremely inconsistent with his appearance, it has a great visual shock.

Tang Yutian taught his son to practice every day. He has a little understanding of the true qi of all ethnic groups, so the young man's combat experience is naturally not bad. However, the skills of this Turkish people pay attention to more defense and less attack, so Tang Yutian has never used it and his tricks.

"At the age of 30, I reached the four-stage realm of Changhong. Although it is a pity that I can't further cultivate into the five-stage reverse qi, my practice of four-stage has reached the level of perfection. You will know the power of this true qi later." While Luo complained, he had approached the teenager step by step.

In the face of such a powerful opponent, it is impossible for the teenager not to be nervous. The words just now are only used to anger the opponent. He expects that his current strength to face this opponent can only seize its flaws and attack. Now it seems that the other party does not eat that, and goes all out as soon as he comes up. However, he gritted his teeth and hurriedly responded to the battle. Although the shallow curvature is still hanging on his face, a trace of cold sweat has oozed from his forehead.

The gloomy sky can no longer see any light, but the coming in front of the teenager is more dark and desperate. The powerful true fluctuation revealed from Luo's body made the teenager feel great pressure, as if there was a mountain in front of him. He has been practicing for more than ten years, but he has always stagnated in three paragraphs of Dacheng. It is always the place where he resents himself, and at this moment, this resentment for himself, is particularly deep.

I must not fall into this person's hands. If my parents are defeated because of me, I can't forgive myself for the rest of my life! Thinking about this, the cold sweat finally converged into a drop and slowly fell from his side face to the ground, and the crisp sound of landing was particularly clear in the night.

But I saw the mountain jump, and the harder fist than iron flew straight to Tang Longyan. It was simple and unpretentious, but it seemed to be clumsy and difficult to deal with.

is coming! The teenager's heart tightened and did not dare to take it. He jumped and suddenly turned around. The long sword Lingxiao came out of his hand, and the sword body pointed straight to Luo's lower abdomen. Although he was not directly hit, he had been blown by the fist wind, but he saw the long sword hit Luo's lower abdomen with a "sneer". The teenager was first happy, but then a burst of coldness flowed through his whole body, and a cold sweat soaked his back. Lingxiao, who flew out with all his strength and was enough to wear gold and jade, did not insert into Luo's body, but fell to the ground. The original joking eyes in his eyes were gone, and all that was left in his narrow eyes was concentration.

"I said that my true energy protection has been perfect, and your little ability can't hurt me at all. So I only use attack and don't need defense at all. Do you think I'm qualified to fight with you? It was still the lukewarm appearance, looking at Tang Longyan silently, but his heart was a little surprised: if it hadn't been for me for the timely elimination of the strength of his sword with true qi, and the fact that my belly had always been the strongest place of my thick soil and true spirit, I'm afraid this sword would also stab me, and the kid deliberately escaped to show weakness. , but I didn't expect to be able to shoot the blade in my hand at such a close distance. If he grows up, he is indeed a strong enemy!

After Luo complained, he had picked up the long sword Lingxiao that had landed and sneered at the inscription of the sword body: "Long Yan? This is your name, right? The name is good, but the person is a bullshit. At this level, he also deserves to be Tang Haotian's son, the son of Tang Haotian, the son of the peerless hero Tang Haotian, who once dominated the world and entered the Liao army with one sword. Even the emperor's son didn't pay attention to it? Joke!" After saying that, he picked up Lingxiao with his right index finger and middle finger, and was slightly lucky. With a "ding" sound, Lingxiao turned into two sections.

From beginning to end, Tang Longyan, the teenager, just looked at it quietly without saying a word, and the anger in his eyes also flashed away. Why didn't he be angry? This Lingxiao was given to him by his father when he was 15 years old as a gift in his academic year. This sword is not a magic weapon, and even the name Lingxiao was taken by Tang Longyan himself, but it is of profound significance. It is his first sword engraved with his name, and the sword is exquisitely made, the sword body is extremely thin, and it can hang around the waist, which is extremely convenient. But Lingxiao was easily destroyed by Luo complained at this moment. Tang Longyan knew that it was angering him, and even teasing him, like a cat facing a mouse that was about to enter and had to play enough to become his own delicacy, so he could not be angry and upset.

The more you are at this time, the more you have to calm yourself down. Only by finding his flaws can you win with one move. Tang Longyan took a deep breath and quietly observed Luo's every move. He looked impolite and motionless.

Luo complained that Tang Longyan was not in a hurry or angry, and he also secretly admired his heart. But admiration is admiration, but there is no trace of abandonment in my heart. He turned away the dagger in his hand and stared at the prey in front of him for a moment. Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and his figure quickly flew towards Tang Longyan. That stormy attack caught Tang Longyan off guard. The iron fist was hit like raindrops. His boxing skills were not gorgeous, but his moves were fatal. Tang Longyan only dodged with his light figure and had no power to fight back. If his internal strength reaches the fifth stage at this moment, he may be able to carry his family's light skills to dodge day by day, and even find an opportunity to defeat the enemy. However, at this moment, if he has not achieved his ability, he can only rely on the horrible intuition forged under his father's cultivation to avoid deadly tricks.

Another punch came down. Tang Longyan's legs pedaled back and dodged. The punch directly hit the ground. The true spirit shattered the land around his fist. Tang Longyan breathed a sigh of relief. Luo complained that he could always flash his fists and feet at the critical moment. Although his posture was quite awkward and did not reach the realm, it was also from There was a slight situation in the battle with others. He was worried that the black horse could not support it, so he became more and more impetuous and roared, "How did you, a scum, come out of the Yan clan? You will only hide and not fight back. You can't escape this time! Come and taste the fury of our clan's overthrow. But seeing the fury caused by Luo's move, the fragments of the earth quickly flew towards Tang Longyan with his true spirit.

Tang Longyan was in mid-air and had no choice but to arouse the true qi of inflammation in his body. Between his hands intertwined and intertwined in front of his chest, he used the fierce air in the palms of the Tang family. This move was originally the target of blurting the flame to attack in the distance, but at this time, he was so successful that he could not transport layers of red fire to the body, so he blocked all the fragments. But the fierce earth's true spirit has rolled his fierce blood, which is very uncomfortable.

When Tang Longyan fell to the ground, there was a pain in his chest, which made him almost unable to stand. Then the air plug made him cough. On the corners of his mouth, there was a little blood, which was particularly obvious in the gloomy night.

Seeing this, Luo complained and sneered, "Don't you want to hide? Now I see how you hide!" His body shook and made a move of sand attack, making the soil around him fluctuate by his true qi. In an instant, it was full of dust, making it difficult to distinguish people for a moment.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Tang Longyan was about to get up and dodge, but it was too late. The sand and figure in front of him disappeared at the same time. The rainstorm-like petrified fist had flown out from the rear and hit Tang Longyan's back. When Tang Longyan found that the situation was not right and turned around to fight, the fierce attack was inevitable, and those weighing more than 1,000 pounds directly hit him in the chest.

"Ah..." A few crisp sounds came from Tang Longyan's chest, and blood had flowed out of his mouth and fell on the damaged and broken ground. Compared with the trace of blood marks just now, this mouthful of blood was as beautiful and strange as the blooming poppy.

When Tang Longyan struggled to stand up, Luo complained came and stepped on his seriously injured chest. Ah!" Tang Longyan shouted in pain, but then his eyes were cold, his eyebrows frowned, bit his tongue, and forced the shout back, but the ribs were broken and the pain of piercing his internal organs had made him sweat coldly, and the lips that he bit when he endured the pain also began to flow blood.

"Call, why don't you call? Let your mother listen to it. Hahahahaha, what is the three saints of rosefinch, what is the saint of Kirin, and their son has been trampled under my feet! Boy, you are not angry today. If you are a ghost in the next day, just come to me for revenge!" He was previously forced out of anger by Tang Longyan's left and right dodge, and he didn't get excited. At present, he saw blood and his wildness was stimulated. Regardless of Tang Lingtian's order, he didn't care about the rise of his own killing or Tang Longyan's hand did not suffer his blow. His hands lingered, transforming into the dark gray of the rocks, and the soil on the ground covered his hands. He looked ferociously at Tang Longyan under his feet, and the attack of opening the mountain and breaking the monument had hit Tang Longyan's head.