Park Xi, who was pale, covered her chest with white hands.

He looked at Ling Aofeng, then roared at Long Qingyun, "Who are you? How dare you interfere in the affairs of my Xuantian Sect? Are you impatient to live?"

He has a irritable tone and a hideous face.

In Park Heeba, this person was mixed with the entourage recruited by Cui Baozhai. Even if he had some skills, he would not be from a famous sect, so he naturally did not take the strong middle-aged man seriously.

Long Qingyun ignored Park Xibai, but bowed to Zhan Aoshuang and said respectfully:

"Meet the young lady, this person is arrogant and domineering. What should I do? Please tell me clearly." The attitude is humble and polite.

Zhan Aoshuang was slightly stunned. When did such a master appear in the ranks of entourage?

Looking at Chen Zhaohu in the distance, seeing the other party nodding slightly, Zhan Aoshuang immediately understood and said loudly: "He was also seriously injured, so please bypass him for the time being!"

While speaking, Zhan Aoshuang looked at Park Zhaonan and Ling Aofeng on the chair. It was obvious that Miss Song adopted the attitude of first politeness and then military service, and calming the situation.

Judging from Long Qingyun's move just now, he seems to be a top master with unfathomable martial arts skills. The meticulous Park Zhaonan dare not underestimate it and tentatively said:

"Who are you? Why haven't I heard that Nan Yong has a master like you appeared?"

Long Qingyun smiled embarrassedly and sneered: "What are you? Who is I? I only listen to Miss Zhan's instructions!"

Long Qingyun never spoke mercilessly and confronted him with such a scum who colluded with alien races.

Park Joonan was the decent deputy leader of the Yezhe Gang. He was actually humiliated by a sergeant. How could he tolerate this tone? But this person was well-educated and smiled slightly:

"I am nothing. Elder Ling of the Xuantian Sect, you should give him some face, right?"

Park Joonan was very cunning and led the war to Ling Aofeng. It seems that Park Joonan was deliberately making things worse today.

Zhan Aoshuang was also secretly anxious and hurriedly gave Long Qingyun a face, asking Long Qingyun to stop when he saw the situation was right, for fear of making the matter big.

The Xuantian Sect is so powerful that it is known for its ruthlessness and domineeringness. It is better to be less provoked. It is best to be able to calm down the situation.

But I knew that the middle-aged Long Qingyun in gray robe looked like a naughty green man. After fighting Park Joonan, he met Ling Aofeng again, with a contempt expression on his face, and said with a sneer:

"The Xuantian Sect has heard of what 'Xi Xuanyue' is? I have so many balls and I have the ability to fight with me again."

As soon as this statement came out, it was like a thunder thunder slashing into everyone's ears.

Everyone was stunned and looked at Long Qingyun, staring at the middle-aged man in gray robe like a monster.

A strand of white hair on the forehead, a handsome middle-aged handsome guy with outstanding appearance, how could he be a fool?

"This person's figure is similar to Long Qingyun..." Zhan Aoshuang was both curious and funny, and looked at Long Qingyun with a pair of wonderful eyes, thinking:

"It's just that this person is nearly forty years old, and his speaking style and tone are very different from Long Qingyun."

"What's wrong with me? I actually thought of him again..." Zhan Aoshuang felt a dazed in her heart, and she actually allowed the middle-aged man in the gray robe to angrily criticize Ling Aofeng.

Ling Aofeng couldn't bear to worry about his face.

He immediately slapped the table and shouted loudly: "Where did the dog come from? He dared to be so arrogant. If you don't kill you today, wouldn't it damage my Xuantian Sect's reputation in the martial arts world!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Aofeng jumped up, and the man was in mid-air, and his palms came out to slap Long Qingyun.

The palms were as red as blood, and instantly turned red brown, which was the "blood handprint" that changed in the world.

When a person is in mid-air, he can slash out in the air.

The title of "Blood-handed Madman" is indeed not a false reputation, and the peak combat power of the fourth-rank Martial Emperor is blooming freely.

Everyone screamed in shock. Such combat power is enough to compete with the top ten masters in Nanyong.

It is this "blood-handed maniac" Ling Aofeng, who has such high skills that it is enough to compete with Mo Tianyu, Bai Yunqi of Songyang Sword Mansion, and Gu Jianqiu, a master of swordsmanship.

The middle-aged man in gray robe didn't hide. Isn't he seeking death? Or was he so scared that he didn't have time to escape?

Long Qingyun stood up with his sword, looked at Ling Aofeng coldly, and scolded him sternly:

"Ling Aofeng, you can recognize this sword!" Before he finished speaking, Long Qingyun had already stabbed into the air with a sword.

Suddenly, the Zhanlu sword turned into nine giant dragons and circled and flew in the air. Everyone was shocked. Such a strong and yang sword technique was only seen in their life.

The "Blood Hand Madman" Ling Aofeng's pupils suddenly contracted. The Sword of the Supreme Hard and Sunny is the natural nemesis of his "Blood Hand Print".

As if he had thought of something, Ling Aofeng suddenly woke up and blurted out: "Zhanlu Sword Technique, are you Long Qingyun?"

The voice was desperate and frightened, as if he had encountered a devil, and there was a faint sense of shrillness.

By Long Qingyun's powerful sword force, Ling Aofeng's "blood handprint" could not be slapped out at all. Although the blood handprint was powerful and domineering, he did not dare to fight hard when he met a master stronger than him. Otherwise, this "backlash" would make the palmist feel unrelenting.

Thinking of this, Ling Aofeng suddenly turned his palms and slapped the crossbar in the sky to leverage the force.

After a "bang!", Ling Aofeng took advantage of his strength and turned his body in mid-air, turning his head and running towards the gate.

"Where can you escape!" Long Qingyun shouted in a stern manner.

At this moment, the nine flying dragons merged into one, transforming into an extremely huge sword body, shining with a scorching cold light, and whistling towards Ling Aofeng.

With a "puff!" sound, a flash of light was seen, and an arm was cut off from his shoulder, and a "swish!" was thrown into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, "Bang...bang!", Ling Aofeng's body and arms fell to the ground one after another.

"Oh...ah..."

A shrill cry sounded at the gate, resounding throughout the living room. Ling Aofeng staggered, and blood sprayed out from his right shoulder and broken arm. The scene was extremely bloody.

This scene happened too unexpectedly. Ling Aofeng, who is the fourth-rank martial emperor, was cut off his left arm by Long Qingyun with a sword.

It's simply too incredible.

The moment Ling Aofeng called out Long Qingyun's name, Zhan Aoshuang was extremely surprised and extremely worried.

Didn't expect this to end?

All this came too quickly, and everyone hadn't reacted yet.

Ling Aofeng's left fingers quickly came out, sealing the acupoint on his right shoulder, and blood stopped spraying out.

A torn pain came from his right shoulder, but Ling Aofeng did not dare to make any sound. He looked at Long Qingyun with a pale face, his eyes full of fear and begging for mercy.

At this time, everyone held their breath.

Looking at Long Qingyun with a dumbfounded look, everyone thought Long Qingyun was a fool, but they didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was thick. It turned out that he was a fool.

There are mountains outside the mountain, and there is also mountains high!

At this moment, everyone's eyes were filled with shock, shock, fear, doubt, and admiration!

The air in the entire living room seemed to have solidified. You can hear the needle falling!

A high-pitched voice broke the calm, and Long Qingyun stood with his sword and said sternly:

"Ling Aofeng, your Xuantian Sect is famous in the martial arts world. Isn't I the Cuibaozhai famous? Today you came to provoke me, but no wonder I was ruthless under the sword!"

The sound is loud and magnificent!
Chapter completed!