"Whoever has illusions about you...is too narcissistic!" Mu Wan also spat. She said this, but she was telling Ye Long in her heart, not only do I have fantasies about you, but I also want you to lift my veil and marry you! If you don't pick it, I will pick yours.
"Strong and careless? Without such thoughts, you can survive the whole night... You can deceive them, but you can't deceive me." Dao Baifeng thought shyly in her heart.
As for Min Rou... seeing and hearing what Ye Long said, she thought of what happened last night.
"It's okay, I just love the old man, I like this." Zhao Min pinched the corner of his clothes and said delicately.
She knew that Ye Long was only in his early twenties, when he was in his prime of life. He was strong but not hearty, and had a weak will. In her heart, Ye Long should be strong and hearty, and still that kind of fierce.
"Poof!" Wang Baobao spurted out a mouthful of blood. My little sister is so good at this? If his father, King Ruyang, knew about it, he might beat her to death. But if Ye Long were younger and sacrificed some women to get such a master, it would be a great blessing!
"You woman, you are so shameless. Brother Dragon Lord is mine." Zhong Ling wrinkled his nose, pouted, and showed off his fists at Zhao Min.
"It's okay to have one more. Your Majesty still has three palaces and six courtyards, and there are three thousand beauties." Zhao Min curled his lips and said indifferently.
"..."
The girls were silent, each with their own thoughts and evil intentions.
Ye Long smacked his lips, Zhao Min had changed, completely changed. It seemed that she had been with him when he was a child and had received a lot of influence from him.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and a figure suddenly jumped down from the roof. His figure was ethereal, like an illusion.
He flickered and appeared, just a few flickers, before he appeared behind Ye Long.
The masked man slapped Ye Long with his palm.
If that power hits Ye Long, Ye Long will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die.
"Brother Dragon Master, be careful behind you!" Zhong Ling shouted eagerly.
"Brother Dragon Lord, behind your back!" Duan Yu also saw the man and shouted quickly.
"Dragon Lord, be careful!" everyone shouted, even Duan Zhengchun, Ding Busan and others shouted eagerly.
Before their internal strength recovers, this Ye Long is their hope! If Ye Long dies, they will also die.
Ye Long turned around quickly, and then suddenly slapped a palm.
The system did not detect any masters around, nor did he. It was obvious that the masked man who suddenly appeared was not weaker than himself, and was a real old monster.
The two palms faced each other, causing a storm.
Ye Long's face turned red and blood bleeded from the corner of his mouth. He felt as if his arm was going to explode. He quickly discharged the internal force that poured into his body into the ground, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back. If he took a step back, a deep footprint would appear on the stone floor.
This shows how strong the inner strength of this masked man is.
The masked man with white hair and purple clothes also felt uncomfortable, and his whole arm was trembling.
However, since he was a sneak attack, his situation was better than Ye Long.
But Ye Erniang was not so lucky. Under the powerful counter-shock force, Ye Erniang fell into a coma and bleeded from all her orifices. She looked very scary and miserable.
The masked man took advantage of the victory and pursued him. His right hand turned into a claw and grabbed at Ye Long at a strange angle.
"Dragon claw hand?" Ye Long's face was solemn.
He directly drew a graceful arc with his right hand and defused the masked man's attack.
Then he punched the masked man.
The masked man resisted with the palm of his hand and directly grabbed Ye Long's fist. Both of their bodies were shaken. It was obvious that Ye Long was at a disadvantage.
The masked man suddenly stretched out his left hand and pointed at Ye Long's lower abdomen.
The cold breath burst out, making Ye Long feel the biting coldness.
"Huanyinzhi, you are Cheng Kun!" Ye Long said in a low tone. It’s the dragon claw hand, and it’s the phantom yin finger. Besides Cheng Kun, who else could it be?
As for the white hair, it must be disguised.
The masked man paused for a moment, glanced at Ye Long in surprise, and then immediately clapped his hands several times and hit Ye Long.
"Lotus Palm Technique?!"
If this person is not Cheng Kun, who is he?
Ye Long quickly went to use the palm technique, which was also the lotus palm technique. Although the lotus palm technique was practiced by the women of the Beggar Clan, Ye Long had no sense of why he used it.
On the contrary, with the blessing of the internal power of the Nine Yang Sutra and the Shenzhao Sutra, the lotus palm technique he used was soft and yet fierce.
"Bang!" The two palms faced each other, and the floor beneath their feet collapsed.
Ye Long's arm shook, and Jiuyang's true energy was transmitted to his arm, trying to scare away the masked white-haired man in purple.
He didn't dare to stop. He was already at a disadvantage. If he withdrew his inner strength first, he would face this man's crazy attack and would be defeated sooner or later.
And Ye Erniang, who was held in his left arm, would also suffer the same fate.
Although Ye Erniang is one of the four evil people, she is actually quite pitiful. Her son Xu Zhu was taken away by Xiao Yuanshan when he was a child, so she was stimulated and her brain was a little abnormal. Her actions were a bit extreme.
Ye Long is not a good person, but he will not kill any poor person, let alone a Chinese with Han blood flowing in his body.
Because murder is illegal...
Feeling that Ye Long's internal strength had increased, the masked man felt surprised and his own internal strength also increased.
Ye Long's face was stern, but he was sneering in his heart.
He suddenly withdrew Jiuyang Zhenqi, and the Beiming Divine Art was running wildly.
"This is... the Star Absorbing Technique! No, Beiming Zhenjing, you are from the Xiaoyao Sect!" The face of the masked man in purple changed drastically, and his inner strength suddenly disappeared, which reminded him of the Xiaoyao Sect.
However, he was also decisive and struck out with another palm, hitting Ye Long's chest with overwhelming force.
If he wants to crack Beiming's magical skill, the masked man currently only knows two ways.
The first method is to use absolutely strong internal force to shock and injure the person who performs the Beiming Divine Art.
The second way is to use powerful external power to fight against the Beiming Divine Power. If you don’t use internal power, how can you absorb it?
However, at this time, he and Ye Long were competing for internal strength. It was unrealistic to withdraw his palm power and use external power to fight against Ye Long. If he withdrew his palm power at this time, he would definitely be backlashed and seriously injured.
Therefore, we can only use strong internal force to shock Ye Long, but this needs to be done before his internal force is sucked dry.
Facing the palm of the masked man, Ye Long could only make two choices. The first was to withdraw the palm that touched the masked man and leave the battlefield. The second option is to drain this person's internal energy at the risk of being beaten to death!
If it were normal, he could naturally use his other hand to fight, but at this time he was still holding Ye Erniang and letting go of Ye Erniang, then Ye Erniang would die in the strong air flow caused by the competition between the two people's internal strength. .
Ye Erniang can only survive if she stays by her side.
In addition, Ye Long didn't want to die, so he decisively chose the first option.
Ye Long quickly withdrew his right hand, and Ling Bo moved out with a few steps. With a few flickers, he hugged Ye Erniang and moved away from the masked man.
The masked man took a deep look at Ye Long, then turned around and jumped into a hot spring pool without any further pause.
Without a successful sneak attack, facing Ye Long head-on, there is no certainty who is stronger and who is weaker. Besides, he has been sucked away by Ye Long for more than ten years of attack... It hurts to think about it. I have nothing to do! Come here and give the other party more than ten years of inner strength! This Dragon Lord actually knows the Beiming Magic! It was something he never expected.
If you encounter this girl in the future, you must not compete with her internal strength, otherwise she will be sucked dry. You can only fight with external strength, but most external strength seems to be driven by internal strength...
The masked man held Wang Baobao in one hand and Zhao Min in the other, then climbed over the wall and jumped out, and soon disappeared.
"Brother Dragon Lord, I don't care if you are an old man, I will wait for you in Dadu." Zhao Min's voice came from outside the wall.
Ye Long watched the masked man leave coldly and did not stop him. It was not that he didn't want to stop him, but that he was really hurt! He was attacked by a masked man and suffered a lot of injuries.
This masked man was afraid that he would not give in to Li Qiu Shui. He had just entered the Qi training realm, so he still lacked the enthusiasm to face such an old monster.
But having absorbed the power of the masked man for more than ten years can be considered compensation.
"This little girl..." Ye Long smiled bitterly. Ye Long already had a correct guess about the identity of this masked man.
The dragon claw hand of Shaolin Kung Fu, the phantom yin finger independently developed by Cheng Kun, the lotus palm technique of the Zhongdu Beggar Clan...who is it if it's not Cheng Kun?
"Damn Chen Youliang, I asked Shi'er to teach you the Lotus Palm Technique, but you actually passed it on to Cheng Kun. Don't run away and I will find you." Ye Long squinted and thought of Chen Youliang. This guy is not strong, but his strategy is extraordinary. , hidden in the dark, is a poisonous snake.
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"Master Zi Lao, why are you here..." Wang Baobao's tone was trembling.
The masked man was being carried like a chicken. Not only did he not have any dissatisfaction, but his tone was a bit frightening.
"You should ask King Meng Ge." The masked man glanced at Wang Baobao, ruthlessly stiff.
Wang Baobao shut up...asked King Meng? King Meng Ge has come forward, and things have obviously become very complicated.
Zhao Min frowned slightly. Now her intelligence has gradually been revealed. Master Zi Lao came out and involved King Mengge... Could it be that Khan was dissatisfied with his father? Is it because they have not unified the Central Plains for so many years... but lost Jiangzhou in the Central Plains?
…
Looking at Ye Erniang who was unconscious and with three scars on her face, Ye Long frowned slightly.
In the end, she secretly used Shen Zhao Jing to help recover Ye Erniang's injuries.
After Ye Erniang's injury stabilized, Ye Long put her down.
"Ling'er." Ye Long came to Ling'er, gently touched her jade face, and then sent some internal energy to her.
The medicinal effect of the sad breeze in Zhong Ling's body was quickly dissipated by Ye Long.
"Brother Dragon Lord!" Zhong Ling's beautiful eyes were filled with brilliance. She straightened up, hugged Ye Long's neck, and kissed her sweet lips.
Ye Long didn't expect Zhong Ling to be so open-minded. He was a little embarrassed for a moment, but he calmed down quickly, raised his eyebrows at Mu Wanqing, and then immersed himself in the passionate kiss.
Ye Long quickly found a familiar feeling, the feeling of being in that world.
Zhong Ling at this time is her, she is Zhong Ling.
Mu Wanqing's eyes widened. Her beautiful eyes under the veil were full of shame and anger. Just kiss me. Why are you provoking me? When she thought about it, Ye Long's eyebrow raising at her was a deep provocation.
You're just kissing, it makes me feel like I haven't kissed before, as if... I really haven't.
A martial arts woman has a clear distinction between love and hate, and dares to love and hate.
Zhao Min's words just now silenced the women present, and now Zhong Ling is using actions to teach them how to fight for their own love as a woman.
After a long time, the two gradually separated and looked at each other, their eyes full of affection.
"Wait for me." Ye Long touched Zhong Ling's little head, and then walked towards Duan Yanqing.
"If you want to die, you still want to live." Ye Long looked at Duan Yanqing calmly.
"Kill me..." Duan Yanqing raised his head and glanced at Ye Long. He felt that living in this world was meaningless.
Ye Long raised his eyebrows and looked deeply at Duan Yanqing.
"You don't want to take back the throne of Dali?" He secretly sent a message to Duan Yanqing.
Ye Long wants to calm down the troubled times and unify the world, and in the end he will definitely have to confront the Dali Kingdom. In his world, Dali belongs to China. What he wants is not allies or surrender, but the true annexation of Dali and the inclusion of Dali into the territory of China.
And if Duan Zhengming always occupies the throne of Dali, and finally passes it to Duan Zhengchun, and then to Duan Yu, and Duan Yu is his cheap younger brother... it will be difficult for him to do it.
So I could only help Duan Yanqing secretly, let him regain the throne, and kill people with a borrowed knife, while I, the mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind, destroyed Dali.
Although the method is a bit cruel and unheroic.
But for the sake of world peace, he will do whatever it takes.
Even though he did it behind his back and stabbed his sworn brother, it was very shameful.
But Ye Long is not a chivalrous person, he wants to be an emperor!
And he didn't like Duan Yu in the first place...
Duan Yanqing suddenly raised his head and stared at Ye Long closely. The two of them looked at each other like this, but they were both thinking about what they wanted.
"You'd better kill me." Duan Yanqing lowered his head again.
"Back at Tianlong Temple, under the bodhi tree, the flowers are sloppy, and Guanyin has long hair." Ye Long said again, his tone neither happy nor sad.
"View... Guanyin Bodhisattva!" Duan Yanqing stared at Ye Long, his eyes full of shock.
He couldn't imagine that this Dragon Lord actually knew what was going on outside Tianlong Temple! That was a day twenty years ago...
Now he can't forget that woman, she is Guanyin Bodhisattva, who gave him hope to live.
"You...you know she..." Duan Yanqing also transmitted the message, but he was already in tears and his voice was choked with sobs.
"Submit to me." Ye Long nodded silently, then turned and left.
He waved his hand, and the Dragon Sword flew back, landed in his hand, and then disappeared out of thin air.
"Plop!" Duan Yanqing slid down from the wall.
His chest was still bleeding, but he didn't care about his injuries. Without the crutches, he could only crawl.
He climbed to Ye Long's feet and hugged one of Ye Long's legs.
"Dragon Lord... I surrender to you!" Duan Yanqing took a deep breath and said something that shocked everyone.
