After hearing what the Holy Lord said, Shui Songrou, who was about to speak, stopped.
Now that the Dragon Lord's true identity has been revealed, and he has been accused of killing those women's husbands, she wants to see how Ye Long will solve this matter next.
"I'm going to explain it to you, hammer. What kind of bastard are you? Get out of here!" Niu Baobao had been holding back her anger for a long time. Now that she saw the Holy Lord asking Ye Long, her temper was rising.
I saw the baby cow swinging his big black hammer, raising it high, and then smashing it to the ground.
A deafening sound came, and the whole earth seemed to tremble three times, and then the stone floor began to crack, and a huge crack appeared.
The people around him kept shaking their bodies, and their eyes turned to fear as they looked at the baby cow.
This hammer hit them so hard that they lost all temper and dared not say a word.
Especially the Holy Lord was frightened by Niu Baobao's blow.
Not only was the stone floor smashed to pieces, there was also a crack two to three feet long in the ground. Is this still the power that humans have?
"You, you, you! If you say another nonsense, this girl's hammer will not hit the ground, but hit you all!" Niu Baobao pointed at the Holy Lord, the middle-aged monk and Dao Baifeng, pink. Du's little face was filled with evil spirits.
"Amitabha, the little girl shouldn't have such a bad temper." The middle-aged monk twitched his eyes and said bravely.
And Dao Baifeng's face turned pale with fright. This little girl is so fierce.
"Are you challenging me?" Niu Baobao narrowed his big eyes and held a hammer in one hand, ready to hit the middle-aged monk.
"Baby, calm down, since they want to hear my explanation, then I will explain it to them." The puppet clone patted Niu Baobao's shoulder and said calmly.
"Brother, what nonsense are you talking to them about? The death of those people has nothing to do with you." Niu Baobao wrinkled his nose, a little unconvinced.
Seeing the cute appearance of the baby cow, the puppet clone smiled slightly, and then his body suddenly moved, and his whole person became ethereal. After just a few steps, he suddenly appeared in front of the middle-aged monk.
The puppet clone's hands turned into claws, and it shot out very quickly, grabbing the middle-aged monk's neck.
The middle-aged monk's face was suddenly startled, and then he quickly struck back, pointing his finger to block the attack of the puppet clone.
This power is a bit cold, but how can this kind of cold power be stronger than the Yang Zhigang Zhenqi of the Nine Yang Divine Art?
It can be said that Jiuyang Magic is the nemesis of Yinhan martial arts.
The puppet clone continued to change its moves, moving its hands up, down, left and right. The fist style seems gentle, but actually contains powerful power. What he uses is Tai Chi.
And it is Tai Chi driven by Jiuyang Zhenqi.
Although the middle-aged monk has good martial arts skills and is a half-step first-class master, what he encountered was Ye Long's puppet clone.
After just a few moves with the puppet clone, he was knocked away. Before he could stabilize his body, a dragon's roar seemed to erupt from the puppet clone's body.
Then the invisible big hand directly grabbed the middle-aged monk in the air.
There was a look of horror on the middle-aged monk's face. He kept struggling, but it was useless. Under the strong suction force, the middle-aged monk was restrained in front of the puppet clone.
"Master, save me!" the middle-aged monk exclaimed.
After the words fell, a man suddenly rushed out from the crowd. He was wearing a white gown and a mask on his face, only revealing his captivating eyes.
"Lingbo Weibu?" The puppet clone's eyes narrowed slightly, one hand clasped the middle-aged monk's neck, and also used Lingbo Weibu.
The two figures shuttled through the manor, fighting each other, leaving only drifting afterimages.
The shadows of palms and fist prints are intertwined.
After a dozen moves, the masked man stopped and stared at the puppet clone.
"You are strong." The masked man said, his voice slightly magnetic, which made people feel comfortable.
"Chu Xiangzi?" the puppet clone asked in a deep voice.
The masked man frowned and was shocked. How could Ye Long know about him? Did he discover it just by Ling Bo Weibu?
But that’s not right. Not only did he use Lingbo Microwave, but he also used the Twenty-Eight Subduing Dragon Palms imitated by Xiao Wuxiang Gong. Why didn’t Ye Long think that he was a master among the beggars?
"Are you Chu Xiangzi?!" The Holy Lord suddenly looked at the man, with a look of astonishment on his face.
Wasn't Chu Xiangzi suppressed by himself in the night well? When was he rescued?
The masked man glanced at the Holy Lord, then jumped up, stepped on the roof of the manor, and disappeared after a few jumps.
He has a grudge against the Holy Lord. If his identity is exposed, the Holy Lord will definitely take action against him. Facing Ye Long and the Holy Lord at the same time, he has no confidence at all.
The Holy Lord's face was gloomy, and he wanted to chase Chu Xiangzi, but thinking of his slight steps, he gave up the idea.
It's not that he can't catch up with Chu Xiangzi, but because even if he catches up, it will be two days later... The most important thing now is Ye Long, followed by Chu Xiangzi. After all, after suppressing him for almost twenty years, the feeling in his heart The bad breath can be considered as having passed.
Thinking of this, the corners of the Holy Lord's mouth slightly raised. Chu Xiangzi has appeared. Will Liu Xinru be far away?
But here, the puppet clone's mood was a little solemn.
Chu Xiangzi, Xiaoyaozi’s youngest disciple! not simple.
The two of them fought just now. Although he was holding the middle-aged monk in one hand and could only fight with one hand, Chu Xiangzi was evenly matched with him. You must know that he has 80% of the strength of his main body.
At the very least, he is an existence at the very top of Qi training realm.
This Chu Xiangzi is not only a person at the top of martial arts, but he may have already stepped onto the second floor with half of his feet.
Is this the bottleneck of Chu Xiangzi that Li Qiushui said? He wanted to use the Great Shift of the Universe to step into the second level of the Qi Training Realm.
Regarding the appearance of Chu Xiangzi, many people's expressions changed. They are either famous people for a long time, or they have strong sect backgrounds, or they are princes and kings.
I still know more or less about the Xiaoyao Sect.
The Xiaoyao Sect was the largest sect in the world a few decades ago! Later, Xiaoyaozi disappeared mysteriously, and the Xiaoyao sect also gradually declined due to some reasons, and finally disappeared from the world.
And this Chu Xiangzi is a famous figure in Xiaoyao Sect! Among the five major disciples of Xiaoyaozi, besides Wuyazi, he is the one with the strongest martial arts talent.
Does the emergence of Xiaoyaozi now mean that the Xiaoyao sect, which was the largest sect in the world decades ago, will return to the world?
The people present all had different expressions and didn't know what they were thinking.
A dragon ball fragment actually attracted so many hidden powerhouses...
"Your master has escaped. Tell me, who can save you?" The puppet clone grabbed the middle-aged monk's throat and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"You dare not kill me. Do you dare to kill me in front of so many martial arts seniors? You seduced other people's wives, killed other people's husbands, and killed your own adopted father. What you have done is unacceptable in the world." The middle-aged monk looked at him. Holding the puppet clone, there was no fear in his eyes.
"Do you have any last words?" The puppet clone grinned, revealing its thick white teeth. The smile was a bit scary.
"I am the direct disciple of Master Kongjian of Southern Shaolin, Yuan Zhen. If you kill me, you will offend the entire Southern Shaolin." The middle-aged monk finally showed a trace of fear on his face.
"Southern Shaolin? Senior monk of Southern Shaolin, do you know who you are? Do you know that you came to this Hailong Island? Do you know that you killed my sworn brother Xie Xun's family, raped and killed his wife, and killed his son Xie Wuji? Do you know that you are Are you a disciple of Chu Xiangzi of Xiaoyao Sect? Ah! You should tell me, Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand Chengkun!" The puppet clone said calmly, and as he spoke, his face became gloomy.
Then he slapped out a palm and hit Cheng Kun directly in the lower abdomen.
"No, no... what are you going to do! Beiming Divine Art, you actually know Xiaoyao Sect's Beiming Divine Art, no, don't suck my inner power!" Cheng Kun was frightened. Ye Long would kill him, but it would be better to absorb his inner power. Much better.
But his begging for mercy was unnecessary. In just a moment, Cheng Kun's internal energy was absorbed by the puppet clone.
And throughout the whole process, no one disturbed me.
Those hidden masters would not bother Ye Long because they only cared about the dragon ball fragments. They did not care about Cheng Kun's life or death. That was Ye Long's own business.
And those who are not as strong as Ye Long dare not stop him.
On the one hand, it's because they were shocked by what the puppet clone said and couldn't tell whether it was true or false, and they didn't know who was right and who was wrong.
On the other hand, it’s because of fear! Ye Long is the Dragon Lord. The Dragon Lord's strength is something that even the current top master Wang Chongyang is afraid of.
"It feels so good!" In a dark corner of Hailong Village, Ye Long burped. Oh no, it was Gobi Twenty who burped.
The puppet clone has absorbed Cheng Kun's internal strength for decades, which means that he is absorbing it. When he stepped into the second level of Qi training, his internal strength has already reached two hundred and fifty years. Now he has absorbed Cheng Kun's thirty years of internal strength. Internal strength... two hundred and eighty years!
Ye Long feels that he is really invincible now.
He used to be fearless of anyone one on one.
One on two, it might be a draw.
One to three will feel difficult.
But now after absorbing Cheng Kun's thirty years of internal energy, he felt that even if the four of Old Man Sanji, Wang Chongyang, Sheng Zun, and Guo Xiang joined forces, he would be able to fight.
"Don't you want to listen to my explanation? Let Cheng Kun, the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand, explain to you what he has done in these years and how my foster father Shi Huolong died." The puppet clone was like throwing mud. Kun dropped it on the ground.
But Cheng Kun couldn't think of anything to say. He wanted to explain and beg for mercy.
But his vitality is slowly fading.
Ye Long not only absorbed his internal energy, but also destroyed his Dantian! When Dantian is destroyed, it means that the whole person is destroyed, and he is not far from death.
"Junior brother, he is the Hunyuan Thunderbolt player...Cheng Kun?!" Song Yuanqiao was a little confused.
"Elder brother, don't you believe me? You two come here." The puppet clone nodded, and then shouted to the two elders Xuan Ming in the distance.
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