Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

“It’s the Chief Huang!” Yes! Long Jianquan’s face is now blue, ah, red and hot, and in a trance, hahahahaha!”

She was excited and excited.

The Head of the Sun has always been Xing Yaoyao's inner idol, but she doesn't show it on weekdays.

How could any woman hate such a phoenix who overshadowed all the arrogant people in the entire Xia Tian?

There is only infinite admiration in my heart, just like the women in history, no matter how they evaluate Wu Zetian, they would like to replace her with their own bodies.

Tao Rusu couldn't help but feel complicated. She had quietly asked Bai Yu before if he knew Huang Shouzuo, but she was put off by the other party.

Now it seems that all doubts are empty talk.

Everyone knows that the Head of the Sun does not belong to any force and does not interact with anyone. The fact that she can appear in Penglai to take action for Bai Yu can already explain a lot of things.

No matter what the reason behind it is, it does not prevent others from having their own understanding.

The people's vision is sharp.

Nine dragons rise together on the earth.

Long Jianquan, who was targeted by the nine dragons, turned pale.

Of course he was unwilling to sit back and wait for death, and said angrily in his heart - Even if you are the head of the scorching sun, I am not without the strength to fight!

He circulated the body-protecting Qi, changed the moves of his hands, and directly released the ultimate blow.

This move was originally used to deal with Bei Mingque, but now it is used on the Head of the Sun, and it does not disgrace its reputation.

Supernatural power: Canglong breaks through the mountain!

Long Jianquan didn't have any idea of ​​​​enforcing the situation and directly threw out his lifelong secret.

The magical power Canglong Breaks the Mountain is a unique magical power he created based on three secret arts. It focuses on the ultimate destructive power in an instant.

Once he takes action, he is extremely domineering.

The thunder dragon roared and hit the nine dragons.

The entire martial arts arena has been completely reduced to a place of confrontation between the scorching sun and the bright moon, and the onlookers immediately dispersed. Under the loud reminder from the surrounding martial arts club, they should leave when they can, and retreat when they can.

This is already a battle in the realm of grandmasters. The battle between a generation of grandmasters under the resonance of the power of heaven and earth. The aftermath alone can shock ordinary martial artists to death. You must have the ability to watch the show.

One dragon versus nine dragons.

The murderous intention on the ground seemed to be even more fragile. The former tore through the intertwined scene of nine dragons like a broken bamboo and pounced directly on Huang Qixia.

If it weren't for the fact that all his energy and energy were concentrated at this moment, Long Jianquan would have wanted to mock the other party as "nothing more than that", but just a second later, he felt something was wrong.

The magical power of Canglong Breaking Mountain exploded and released in an instant. Even though it had destroyed 90% of Jiulong, the remaining 10% was still there, so it resisted Canglong's offensive.

Then it starts to counterattack, grow, circle, turn, and strangle.

One goes down and the other goes up.

Long Jianquan took half a step back, and Cang Long was pushed back forcefully.

Jiulong twisted it in from different directions, and the murderous intention was frantically consuming the destructive power of this magical power that was not enough.

Haoyue's expression changed drastically.

He originally thought that the Killing Move was an instant ultimate move, but now he realized that it was completely different as a killing move. What he pursued was not instantaneous lethality, but lasting destruction.

The strength overlapped and the murderous intention grew. Each time the Nine Dragons strangled was more powerful than the previous one, and Huang Qixia, who supported the dragon and snake from landing, not only did not lose the slightest aura, but became even more powerful.

Jiulong's momentum is rising steadily, while the power of the magical Canglong has been unstoppable and has begun to decline.

If it had been anyone else, he would have become famous if he could suppress Long Jianquan in a head-on confrontation, but if it had been Huang Qixia, he could only say that it was a matter of course.

The gap between the two sides has become very clear.

Long Jianquan gritted his teeth and held on. He couldn't even tell whether Huang Qixia had built the bridge between heaven and earth. If Huang Qixia completely entered the realm of a first-generation grandmaster, he would directly choose to surrender, because the endurance of a first-generation grandmaster realm is amazing. Yes, the "hundred" that can leverage the power of heaven and earth with its own "one".

But she didn't even have the power to communicate with heaven and earth, and relied solely on her own foundation to support the exponential increase in consumption of the earth's murderous intent.

How long can this last? After all, her energy has its limit, and it will consume her alive, and she will need to ventilate when the time comes.

He originally planned to hold on for a while, but soon even holding on for a while became a luxury.

Because the end of Huang Qixia could not be seen at all, and his arms were shaking, sweating, and his legs were under tremendous pressure, and he took more than a dozen steps back step by step.

He didn't even have a chance to withdraw.

He watched helplessly as the magical blue dragon he released was swallowed up by the nine dragons.

But the opponent's Qi is still flowing, like an endless river, which has never dried up since ancient times.

Long Jianquan coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his eyes suddenly dimmed. He was injured.

The supernatural power was defeated from the front, and the mind attached to it was also damaged. He covered his mouth and nose, but he couldn't stop the blood that continued to overflow from his mouth and nose.

He didn't even have time to say the word 'admit defeat'.

Huang Qixia obviously did not intend to let this battle end here. In her opinion, this was not the end yet.

The Head of the Sun has never let go of any challenger easily, and every time he takes action, he always ranks first in the ICU.

The same is true for the other two blazing suns, so the blazing sun of achievement is the record of undefeated incarnation.

No one has ever been able to challenge them and remain unscathed.

If anyone can survive unharmed, it will either prove that the blazing sun has lost its qualification as a scorching sun, or it will prove that the sky is the same on both days.

The leader's eyes were cold and indifferent, looking equally at every fool who dared to challenge her.

Jiulong pounced on Long Jianquan. If the latter was hit by this move, he would be seriously injured at worst. If he was unlucky, he would be left with hidden wounds for the rest of his life.

Long Jianquan knew that the situation was over and hurriedly wanted to retreat.

Even if he urged his right leg to move, his reaction would be sluggish.

Oops! Can't avoid it!

The moment he closed his eyes and prepared to accept the baptism of murderous intent, Kowloon seemed to hit an invisible wall, and the roar sounded like a huge stone falling into the ocean.

Dragon Snake Qilu disappeared into the martial arts arena, as if it had been wiped out by something.

Long Jianquan survived the disaster, raised his head and looked at the back in front of him, and whispered: "Second Elder?"

The tall, thin old man in Tsing Yi stood in front of Long Jianquan and raised his hand to block the blow from Huang Zuzuo. He seemed to be doing it with ease.

He nodded: "Originally I didn't plan to take action, but it wouldn't be appropriate to see you so seriously injured."

Longzhixiang is an autonomous region, and the older people have the right to speak, and the autonomous association is also called the Presbyterian Church.

Elderly people with high moral standards and profound spiritual practice are ranked among them according to their seniority.

This second elder of the dragon clan is the second-ranked elder.

Long Jianquan didn't know that the other party was there, and he didn't expect that the other party would leave the Dragon Country, but it was obvious that he was not here for himself, and was just helping out.

"Get back," the old man said.

"Yes..." Long Jianquan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, glanced at Huang Qixia, and showed a wry smile.

Even if you have a higher vision than him, you should recognize the gap between reality. Facing the head of the scorching sun, you can't even survive a single move...

The second elder of the Dragon Clan introduced himself: "I am Long Zuoyou, the elder of the Dragon Country. This is my first meeting with the leader of the Sun Phoenix. It would be rude to intervene."

Huang Qixia straightened her peaked cap that was blown askew by the wind and straightened her messy hair: "This is Penglai. I take action once and you take action once. It's even."

She said: "If you still want to continue, I will be happy to accompany you."

Long Zuoyou is an old-fashioned old man with a serious smile: "I came here to deal with the internal affairs of Dragon Country and take someone back. This matter has nothing to do with Huangshou. I hope you will not interfere."

Bai Yu knew he couldn't beat him, but he still laughed at the scene for the first time: "We beat away the True Dragon Club, and another Haoyue came. Now the younger one is gone, and here comes an old guy - it's really a ghost who hangs himself and rubs his rouge."

Now it is suspected that the fox is pretending to be the tiger, but the other party is bullying the smaller ones first, so it is better to be shameless.

Long Zuoyou's level is that of a first-generation master, and he may have even reached the fifth level.

Who knows how long this old guy has lived. Most of the dragon bloodline has a relatively long lifespan. Two or three hundred years old is not considered longevity in the land of free dragons.

Huang Qixia narrated in a calm tone: "If you want to hurt him, you have to get through me first."

Long Zuoyou frowned immediately after hearing this.

Bai Yu was in a complicated mood.

I'm happy that Chief Huang stood up, but I'm sad that she really stood up for herself.

Isn't she thinking that 'I can only chop off Bai Yu's dog's head'?

The two of them had never had a good communication at all. Basically, they could do something but not talk, and they could get away without making a fuss.

The person he communicated with in the heart of fist was the shadow body, which was also Huang Qixia in the past. Why she came here now, he didn't understand at all.

The atmosphere at the scene was somewhat deadlocked.

Long Zuoyou was obviously inconvenient to fight Huang Qixia.

I don’t know if I feel like I can’t win, or I feel like it’s inappropriate to win or lose.

The Head of the Sun has too much influence. Although Huang Qixia does not have any power behind it, her name is Daxia's golden signature.

The second elder obviously did not dare to take action rashly, and the two sides had not reached this irreconcilable point. He was just more confused... because Huang Qixia's attitude was too determined.

So Long Zuoyou focused most of his attention on Bai Yu, and he said deliberately: "Tao Rusu is of dragon blood, and it is reasonable for us to bring him back."

"But she is unwilling." Bai Yu snorted: "Besides, her registered residence is from Nanling! What does it have to do with your Dragon Clan?"

Long Zuoyou didn't speak, but quietly glanced at Huang Qixia.

The expression of the head of the blazing sun did not change at all, her eyes were as silent as a deep pool, and she could not seem to care at all about this. She still stood there, like a silent mountain, with an aura like a sharp sword pointing to the sky.

Long Zuoyou looked thoughtful.

Damn you!

How could this be?

This boy surnamed Bai is clearly protecting another woman, but Lord Huang is actually indifferent?

Could it be that the relationship between the two parties is not the kind of relationship that was speculated?

But if not, why is Huang's attitude so determined?

It can't be the default, right?

At this time, not only the second elder of the Dragon Clan thought so, but other bystanders were also somewhat distracted.

The second elder's expression became even stiffer, and he was somewhat at an impasse, in a dilemma.

Should we continue to be strong?

Or should I undergo a soft walking program?

Choosing to be strong means having to contend head-on with the blazing sun. It’s not that you can’t win, but that the cost is too high.

Furthermore, the premise of respecting the elderly is to love the young. If you do not respect the elderly, don't expect others to respect you according to the social consensus of hoeing the strong and supporting the weak. The other party will just shout, "Old man, let's get some gold coins" and then roll up their sleeves.

He was roasted on the fire.

But before this happened, who would have thought that the first genius would show up.

The situation was originally very good. It was at least a favorable situation for the True Dragon Society.

As a result, an off-site big daddy was directly teleported, and everything went wrong.

Life will always encounter all kinds of unexpected surprises.

If it is limited to these performers in the martial arts arena, it will inevitably aggravate conflicts.

The Dragon Clan are arrogant and it is difficult to get them to bow down. Long Zuoyou is also an old-fashioned person. Even if the opponent is Huang Qixia, he will not give in.

This will inevitably lead to intensified conflicts between the two parties, and ultimately there will be no room for maneuver between the two parties.

This result is not what the Dragon Clan wants, nor is it what Bai Yu wants to see.

In order to investigate Ao Xuanyue's disappearance, he had to go to the Dragon Country... He couldn't completely fall out yet.

Fortunately, at this moment, Chekov's gun fired.

A person appeared quietly and came to rescue the Dragon Clan.

A sturdy old man wearing a shirt and sunglasses appeared in the center of the martial arts arena at some unknown time.

He passed through the crowd without attracting anyone's attention, raised his hand and slapped Long Zuoyou on the shoulder.

"Oh, Long Lao Er, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Long Zuoyou's tall and straight body was shortened by the shot. The next moment, thick arms wrapped around his shoulders, controlling him forcefully and easily.

The next moment, the two of them had left the martial arts arena and appeared at the door, passing through the crowd.

The burly old man with strong muscles grinned: "Let's go outside and talk about old times in the woods!"

It's not that the second elder didn't try to break free, but he didn't have time to get angry.

All he saw was a pale cyan claw pressing near the collarbone.

Long Zuoyou caught a glimpse of an extremely kind face full of traces of the vicissitudes of time, smiling close by.

Underneath the sunglasses, there was a cold smile on his face.

"Be honest, you old fool, you don't want me to drill a hole in your collarbone and drag you to the beach, do you?"

Long Zuoyou heard the voice, saw the claw again, and finally realized the fact that he was being held hostage. His expression suddenly changed: "You, you are... a tyrannosaurus."

"Have you come to your senses?" The old man patted Long Zuoyou on the back and laughed heartily: "Relax your expression and move more naturally... If you dare to call for help, I will pull your tongue out right now, tie it in a knot, and stuff it back in. "

Long Zuoyou's steps staggered, and anyone could see the reluctance in his heart.

Dragging the second elder out of the martial arts arena, the old man waved his hand to the stunned crowd: "It's okay, you can continue."

From an angle that no one else could see, Bai Potian gave Long Zuoyou a critical uppercut that exploded his abdominal muscles. The latter's body was three centimeters above the ground before he was pressed back.

"Bai Potian!" Long Zuoyou's face flushed, and his voice was as suppressed and sharp as a boiling kettle.

"Stop yelling." The old man waved his hand: "This punch is to teach you a lesson. Don't think that only you dragons can use the trick of 'hit the young and the old will come'! If you dare to bully my grandson, what the hell am I doing?" I'll kill you!"