Chapter 84

Long Yun listens to the discontent and sniff of the crowd. Haven't they seen the battle between themselves and Wuhai? There is a doubt in my heart. Is there a more powerful disciple than elder Wuhai?

After Ding Lei stepped on the new moon, Long Yun felt that the Four Swords in the corner resonated happily. Secret way, "another holy body, interesting."

But Long Yun's eyes are only those of xueshamen. He doesn't look down on Ding Lei. Instead, he says to himself that anyone who dares to play Yin in front of him will be severely punished by him. No God in heaven, no man in the world, and anyone who dares to harm him and his loved ones should be.

Ding Lei is calm from beginning to end, like a elder martial brother. He looked at Longyun curiously, and found that the other party didn't care about him at all, as if he didn't exist. Rao was as calm as water in his heart, and he couldn't help being angry.

"Ding Lei? But the disciple of your clan who didn't come last year for a special mission. " Lingxiaotian asked, as if pointing.

"Ha ha, that child was really busy at that time, and I didn't force him. To be honest, he never let me down." Apocalypse crane is not modest, frankly said it.

It's obvious that if Ding Lei takes part in the competition, there will be nothing wrong with you.

"If so? What's his origin? You can't say that he's your close disciple or something to prevaricate me, can you Lingxiaotian seems a little unhappy.

"Ha ha, how dare you? Seriously, he has something to do with your guards. But he hasn't been able to have a good home. He's also a poor child. Let's have a competition." The crane suddenly sighed.

"Just blow it. Whenever you are willing to admit your shortcomings, you have been fighting with me." Lingxiaotian disdains the way.

"Anyway, he can't compare with Long Yun." Xiaoqing is on the side of the road. Two old people are not good to deny Xiaoqing, have closed their mouths.

Long Yun, young and natural, slightly sharp, with a few silk wild uninhibited, from the appearance of men hate, women love the model. Ding Lei, who is opposite, looks mature and steady. He looks much older than Long Yun. They stand on the crescent platform for a long time.

The disciples at the bottom were also worried about them. Because one side was their respected elder martial brother and the other was their detestable enemy, they could not restrain their indignation.

"No, they have already begun to fight." Everyone looked for sound in the past, but it turned out to be a skinny disciple in the direction of xuesha sect, who was dismissive of it.

Blood evil spirit door this side is surprisingly quiet, everyone is silent, as if waiting for something.

Long Yun finally has a dignified feeling about Ding Lei. What makes Long Yun feel awkward is that the other party is like a perfect bottle. It has no edge and no angle, but it can hold thousands of people. The most important thing is the other party's insight.

If Long Yun guesses well, Ding Lei has seen the wonderful degree of his own spiritual power operation, which is proud of the benefits brought by the change of inner tendons. The spiritual power they inadvertently emit, as the skinny disciple of xuesha sect said, has already collided in the air.

Long Yun sees the shadow of the Apocalypse crane on Ding Lei. That old man is the most intractable guy Long Yun has encountered so far. Originally, when he took his second move, Long Yun tried to make use of the black and white pupil's ability to delay time, just as he and Xiang phosphor met the beast corpse Ze Python in the dead swamp.

But the crane seems to have noticed something wrong at that time. It left a distance that the black-and-white pupil could work, and then Longyun was seriously injured.

Is there something wrong with their eyes? Long Yun curiously looks at Ding Lei and the crane of Apocalypse below with his black-and-white pupil. There is nothing strange about the two people. The only difference is that there is a faint white light around them. The shimmering light echoes the beating frequency of the heart.

Things in the mortal world really make Long Yun, the God of war, very interesting. According to the sentence that Long Yun often talked about when he was still in the temple, the wisdom of ordinary practitioners should not be underestimated.

For example, Zhou chenxuan's spiritual power is shaped, and he kills elder lenghong in the king's realm with the power of xiaoshenjing. They are all fighting methods that Long Yun never thought of in his previous life. Now he is curious about Ding Lei's performance. Maybe he can learn from it, but it's absolutely impossible to lose!

Long Yun immediately shook a note of "Shenyue Lantian" to Ding Lei, and the instant energy of the crescent moon swept the whole crescent.

Everyone praises that the release of martial arts is fast and slow, and the victory and defeat of the master duel is often in such an instant.

Long Yun's martial arts skills just now are absolutely fast! Regardless of the level of martial arts, it is impossible for the disciples of tiandaomen and weimen to ask themselves if they can achieve the degree of appearing out of thin air without any momentum or pithy formula.

And they feel that the martial arts level is not below the prefecture level. A terrible idea wants to appear. Is it heaven level martial arts?

Only lingxiaotian and tianqihe, who have heaven level martial arts skills, know that Longyun's shenyuelantian doesn't belong to heaven level martial arts either. The only explanation is that they need higher level martial arts skills. They are shocked.Because the level of martial arts is related to the vibration of the released martial arts, the master can capture and distinguish it.

As they can see, the air waves produced by the Yellow level martial arts are only between one person, and the surrounding things are as calm as water. The energy released by the dragon cloud just now bends the moon. The two old men seem to have heard the resonance of other places in Wutai Mountain, but they dare not look up. It seems that the sound still comes from the cloud.

Long Yun now exerts his divine level martial arts with the strength of the king's realm. He already has this power. It's hard to imagine how many myths he created by relying on the God of moon and sky in the period of the God of war.

Long Yun is waiting for Ding Lei to fly into the air, and then releases the blast stream to blow him out of the field, so as to win the competition.

The accident happened. Although Shenyue Lantian is powerful and fast, Ding Lei still reacts.

He didn't fight hard, and he didn't fly into the air. He just lowered his waist in a very difficult position to avoid the sky.

Although the action is not beautiful, but he did it after all, not beautiful to Little Joe can't help but turn his face, such a gesture is too provocative! Xiao Qiao suddenly thinks if Long Yun can also do this kind of posture. Thinking of this, he bumps into Wang Li's funny face, as if he has discovered his secret. Xiao Qiao is shocked. Wang Li back to a you understand I understand, no third person to understand the eyes. Little Joe gave him a white look and continued to lock his eyes on the stage.

Ding Lei dodges the God of dragon cloud, and doesn't stop. Instead, he keeps that posture and slides towards the dragon cloud quickly.

In front of and behind Longyun's face, he held his hands on the ground. As a support, he kicked Longyun like a storm with his feet. Longyun didn't dare to be careless and hit back with his fist.

The confrontation between the two people is mixed with the collision of their own rich spiritual power. Long Yun feels that Ding Lei's realm is really higher than that of Wuhai. If they really fight, Long Yun believes that Ding Lei can do the same thing.

Before he knew it, Long Yun had retreated to the edge of the crescent, but his fist skills were still parrying Ding Lei's leg skills. Besides, Long Yun was only the first level of the king's realm.

Because elder lenghong's cultivation is higher than that of Wuhai, Jiulong Ding can't absorb his cultivation again, so long Yun is still maintaining the first level strength of the king's realm at the moment.

"Is long Yun going to lose?" The crowd sent out doubts that they didn't even believe in, and even the little fans who were incarnated as pure warriors, hoping that Long Yun could hold on for a few more rounds.

Although they didn't think long Yun had any chance to win from the beginning to the end, you at least lost at a certain level? At least it's also a way to defeat the man without sea elder.

"Your feet stink!" With a loud drink, Long Yun suddenly stops at the edge, holding Ding Lei's feet with both hands at a speed that can't be caught by the naked eye, and Ding Lei's offensive also stops.

A strong grass in the wind is so fast that ordinary disciples don't even see Long Yun using his feet. Ding Lei flies back, covers his chest and spits out a mouthful of blood. For him, for the crane of apocalypse, and for the disciples of tiandaomen, this mouthful of blood is too eye-catching!

Some disciples were completely stunned. What did Long Yun do just now? They only heard what Long Yun said angrily, and then their elder martial brother flew back?

Xiao Qiao did not forget to add a sentence in his home base camp. What our family Long Yun said was, "your feet stink!"