Reborn Of Dragon God

When Long Yun finished speaking, he still had not swung the sword of Xia Yu in his hand. Other monks from all over the world had come with their sticks and felt the surging fluctuation of spiritual power. Long Yun did not dare to despise it and quickly changed his means.

"Light shadow!" Countless stick points in Long Yun's eyes suddenly become much slower. He is like a happy ape shuttling under the impact of 70 monks' wooden sticks. No matter how the stick method changes, he can't even touch Long Yun's clothes.

Long Yun is having a good time. Dozens of red and orange robed monks have joined the war. They are not so many, but their strength is in the realm of the emperor. This is no longer the existence of cheating. Long Yun's eyes are also focused on their every move.

What relieved longyunqiu was that the monks didn't directly bully him to fight with longyunkai, nor did they play some shady moves in the distance. Instead, he came to the front of every seven or eight monks and began to command.

The effect is reflected in the end. The little monk's pace and stick technique are different in an instant. Both his offensive and defensive ability have been greatly improved. Long Yun's figure has been hit by their wooden stick several times.

They don't even have to deliberately avoid the sword moves of Longyun. Although there is a big difference in strength among one person, nearly 100 people can work in unison. On the contrary, the spirit power of level 8 of Longyun's realm is not enough.

Like a square array, under the guidance of the great monk, the encirclement of Long Yun in the center gradually shrinks.

Several times, Long Yun wanted to break out in one direction, but he was forced back by the wooden staff array. Long Yun was a little infuriated. He only wanted to play with these bald donkeys, showing his strength and elegance. However, Long Yun never used any hard moves from the beginning to the end, or any moves that hurt their lives.

This is because there are the eight old monks in the true God realm who are watching on the wall. They didn't do anything, so long Yun was polite to these young monks. Long Yun was pushed back to the center again. He stood up slowly and glanced at the monks. Long Yun could see that in their eyes, they didn't laugh because they were temporarily defeated. On the contrary, they were more careful, as if they knew that they were more than that. What puzzled Long Yun was that the eight bald donkeys seemed to completely agree with their practice, didn't they Do they think they are doing something great?

Long Yun uses a move of "big shock" to shake off a new round of siege temporarily. It's really troublesome not to hurt their lives. His bones are hard and his temper is stubborn. For Wan'er's sake, Long Yun will really kill people. Eight old monks discovered the change of the breath on Long Yun for the first time, and their actions also followed.

Long Yun's mind flies around, and the power of Yin's pupil or the imprint behind it can at least make these monks die and hurt. But is this really the original intention of saving Wan'er? Monks live in a corner, but they have never heard of their evil deeds, nor have they heard that they are cruel to Longyun or the people Longyun cares about.

Long Yun finally made his own decision, only to see his eyes become soft again, change the original intention, say, "Hey, before I close, can you let me meet my friends?" After Long Yun's compromise, the white browed old monk finally gave a pause gesture. A hundred monks and dozens of monks immediately bowed their heads to Long Yun to show respect, then stepped back and stood still with their staff.

"Would you like to stay in Xishan for three years as the poor monk said?" So the old monk asked. Long Yun says, "can you refuse? Where is my friend? I'm going to talk to her now. "

Under the sign of the white browed monk's eyes, two red and orange monks came forward to hold Long Yun and lock the iron stone. Long Yun moved his hands and feet at will to try the firmness of the shackles. It's really like that.

The old monk then said, "little friend, please come with us." In this way, Long Yun, accompanied by two monks, came to the end of the square.

Long Yun saw that there was no way to go here, smiling to indicate what was going on? When Long Yun was helpless, the stone wall in front of him opened slowly.

A loft appears in front of Longyun's eyes, which should be its only entrance. The loft is as high as the buildings in Xishan. The only difference is that it has only one floor.

The empty attic room is a bit solemn and far-reaching. Long Yun looks straight ahead. There are two silver pillars standing there. Wan'er's figure is handcuffed by the iron ring chains of the two silver pillars. After Long Yun confirms that it is Wan'er himself several times, his long shirt suddenly rises without wind, and the iron and stone shackles on his body make loose sounds.

"Wan'er!" Long Yun called out in a low voice, and the tone was full of missing and remorse. But half a day later, Wan'er didn't look up from the curtain that blocked her appearance.

Long Yun looks at the old monk with cold eyes. He looks at Wan'er's position with a bowl in his hand. At last, Wan'er has a sign of a stranger, but she still doesn't look up. She just says with a low smile, "dead bald ass, what are you doing here? Be careful I'll go out and peel you alive."

Long Yun was stunned. He had never heard Wan'er say such a thing. Long Yun tried to control his emotions and called again, "Wan'er." Wan'er's body in the two silver pillars suddenly shrinks, and the heavy shackles are cracked by Wan'er. She constantly says, "don't come here, don't come here!"Long Yun no longer cares about the white eyebrow monk beside him. He totters to Wan'er with his own shackles and says softly, "brother has been looking for you for a long time. Come home with me."

After hearing this, Wan'er kicks Long Yun with her feet and says, "go, go! Wan'er is no longer pretty. " Long Yun saw her face under her messy hair. Half of her face had been replaced by scars. Long Yun asked, "who did it! Are these donkeys? Get up, brother, and take you out! "

"Xiaoyou, as you have seen, it's time to keep your promise and stay here for three years." The white browed monk said out of place.

Long Yun immediately returns a look that makes him feel like falling into an ice cave, as if the development of things has gone beyond his control.

"Close the door!" With the white eyebrow old monk's order, the only entrance to the attic soon closed, and shut Long Yun and Wan'er together in the attic.

Wan'er finally cried, "my brother is so stupid, how can he still be the same." Long Yun's anger was instantly dissolved by Wan'er's words. He gently put his hand on Wan'er's shackles. This kind of material! As like as two peas in a small lock.

Long Yun takes a glance at his shackles with the pupil of Yang. The intense heat breaks the shackles instantly. Long Yun takes out Xia Yu sword from the space ring.

It is very sharp to cut off the remaining shackles, Long Yun's a series of actions let Wan'er ignite a look of hope, "brother, what's your sword?" Wan'er exclaimed.

Long Yun proudly shows Wan'er from the sword body to the handle, and then immediately cuts off Wan'er's chains. Wan'er's body appears weak without any chains, and she sits on the ground again.

Holding back the feeling of heartache, Long Yun wound Wan'er's body around his back and said in a voice, "let's go home!"

Wan'er's thoughts instantly return to the scene of that day in Yuanyang building. She remembers that it was her brother who came to say the same thing to her, but at that time it was the brother and sister who supported each other back. This time, she was directly carried by Long Yun, but it was warm and reassuring. Long Yun now has 10000 questions in his heart and wants to ask Wan'er, but the first thing to do now is to leave this right and wrong The ground.

Bang bang! He did not expect that the sword spirit of Xia Yu's sword only left a scratch on the stone wall. Long Yun was so surprised that he had to reexamine the open attic. The fully enclosed structure didn't even leave a window. What stone is this? Long Yun seems to ask Wan'er.

"Brother, don't worry. You can open Wan'er's shackles with this sword, and you can certainly split the stone wall. I've seen them open the shackles and the stone wall with the same key. I can't be wrong."

At this time, eight old monks of zhenshenjing began to whisper in the square. One of them said, "the headmaster just asked about the bell ringing, but I put it off. He obviously didn't believe it. How can I reply later?"

"Naturally, we should tell each other the truth and answer every question." The old monk replied.

"But the headmaster has been looking for trouble for this young man. If he knows, I'm afraid there will be a big deal." The man continued. Just as the crowd frowned, the stone wall of the attic passageway exploded, and the eight monks said at the same time, "how can it be?"

At the moment, the figure of Longyun holding the sword with Wan'er on his back from the attic has told them the answer. The dark red streamer of Xia Yu's sword is still floating.