Chapter 231 (2/2)

You said, you Xu Ziyu can die, I am Yue Long, not allowed to die!

I did it, but I am Yue Long, I am afraid it is impossible.

Seventy years, I even have a rough face for your face. If you live another seventy years, if you can’t even remember your looks, what are you going to see you?

Yue Long smiled, as if he was free, holding the sword in his hand and smashing the wind. In Chen Tianlong’s angry and shocking eyes, he passed the body of Chen Tianlong.

Blood, blooming at this moment, is like the other side of the hell.

Yue Long holds the sword and supports his body. The whole person’s aura has been weak and pitiful.

Behind him, Chen Tianlong’s arm is ready to be cut off, blood flowing, soaking Chen Tianlong’s robes like a fairy.

Chen Tianlong’s expression became extremely embarrassing, and he suppressed the intent of the body, the spread of Sword Qi.

“Good one Yue Long!”

His voice at this moment is asy as Asura in hell, turning to look at the back of Yue Long.

“However, after all, you are still dead!”

Chen Tianlong is not proud, but only has an endless humiliation.

He Chen Tianlong, since birth, never lost, not so embarrassed, was slash down, even the arm was slash out, it was smashed by Yue Long’s Sword Qi, there is no hope of recovery .

What kind of humiliation is this for Chen Tianlong, who has always been proud of himself and can even say nothing?

Even if, Yue Long is self-defeating, he can’t do everything he can.

Yue Long’s face is full of joy and no sorrow, only a touch of faint unwillingness. At this moment, the pair of long swords in his hands is dim, the cracks are dense, and almost directly broken.

“Is it still not revenge?”

Yue Long didn’t even pay attention to Chen Tianlong little bit, just grinned and looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

After a few breaths, Chen Tianlong temporarily controlled the inexistent Sword Qi, who turned his hand slowly, and he had to make a move.

At this moment, Yue Long has no little bit of spare power, and even a cultivation base is ready to dissipate at this moment, even a seven-year-old child can easily kill Yue Long.

Even though Chen Tianlong is seriously injured, but Yi Long is in the palm of his hand, it is no exception.

Chen Tianlong under the foot, as a blast, rushed behind Yue Long.

Just as this palm is about to fall to Yue Long, a figure is behind Yue Long.

“roll!”

Chen Tianlong’s eyes are cold and cold, and a palm slams out.

Ka cha !

When the sound of the broken bones was broken, Di Chuan’s arms were cracked in an instant, Astral Qi completely dissipated, and the whole person flew backward like a rag.

“Little Chuan, don’t bother, leave!”

Yue Long sighed, “The rest, you have to deal with it!”

He looked at the big mouth and coughed blood, and looked at Di Chuan with a stunned face, turned slightly and faced Chen Tianlong.

At this moment, Chen Tianlong is less than three meters away from him.

Di Chuan wiped the blood of his mouth. He knew that the dead camel was bigger than Ma, but he couldn’t think of it. With the strength of Contend Innate, he couldn’t beat Chen Tianlong who had broken his arm.

Is the gap so big?

Di Chuan’s eyes spread a trace of despair and unwillingness. His arms fell weakly and stood up with his legs.

Chen Tianlong looked at Yue Long, and the gloomy face did not hide the killing intent.

“Dead!”

Yue Long didn’t fall on Chen Tianlong’s body, but looked at Qin Xuan, who was standing on the sea. The corner of his mouth was filled with a faint smile.

Chen Tianlong raised his hand, and when he spared, he had to drop and completely kill Yue Long.

However, at this moment, there is a figure appearing in front of Yue Long.

“A group of ants want to stop me too?”

Chen Tianlong couldn’t help but be irritated by Di Chuan, and he was angry enough. Now there is another one?

Yue Long This time, the complexion changed slightly because the figure standing in the sea disappeared in his eyes.

Instead, a long, seemingly innocent figure of Dao Cultivator appeared in front of him.

Chen Tianlong is full of anger and killing intent. Unlike Di Chuan, this time, this figure is not moving, forcibly blocked this palm.

Under the moonlight, Qin Xuan’s appearance seemed to be a layer of glory, standing between the two old men.

“Roll! Then make a move, kill you!”

A faint discourse, but there is an unquestionable overbearing.

The object of this discourse is Chen Tianlong, who is known as Earth Immortal and has never lost.

(End of this chapter)