Thunder Martial

Lan Rui, who was ready to fight Luo Long with all his strength, did not expect the opponent to have such a move.

Caught off guard, Jiao Mang had already approached.

With a loud bang, the powerful waves dispersed, and the air waves rolled away, bringing up countless smoke and dust.

Lan Rui's body retreated another ten feet, and this time there was blood on the corner of his mouth. Although he was not defeated yet, he also suffered a dark loss and was slightly injured.

The Jiao Mang turned back and wrapped itself around Luo Long's waist. Luo Long held a short spear in his hand and said disdainfully: "This is the strength of the direct line of the Lan family? But that's it."

"If it wasn't for your shameless calculation, how could Lan Rui lose to you?" Lan Hongyi said angrily.

"Calculations?"

Luo Long snorted, and said: "Is this called strength? Don't worry, beauties. After I kill them, I will find a warm place and discuss this issue with you."

"Bah! You deserve it?" Lan Hongyi looked disdainful.

"You'll know soon if you deserve it or not."

Luo Long held the gun and moved forward, the aura of soul reality erupted all over his body, and the eyes of the snake wrapped around his waist were cold.

"Poisonous Dragon Slash!"

A sharp attack emerged from the tip of the spear, like a dragon, heading straight for Lan Rui.

Blue light flickered all over Lan Rui's body. Having suffered a dark loss earlier, he knew very well that the opponent came prepared and wanted to suppress himself.

Therefore, if you don't make a move, let it go, you must do it with all your strength!

"Blue Ling!"

Behind Lan Rui, a complex pattern appeared, and among those patterns, blue feathers flew out.

The feathers are not soft, just like arrows, shooting forward with howling noises, containing terrifying power.

As the future heir of the Lan family, Lan Rui's combat power should not be underestimated. Even without the magic tricks, he is still a powerful Lan Rui.

Peng! Peng! Peng!

The blue feathers exploded in front of him, like fireworks in full bloom,

Luo Long's body kept retreating.

The flood python waiting for an opportunity was also unable to get close.

Lan Rui made seals with his hands, and blue ripples, like ripples on the water surface, kept agitating around.

The surrounding space is like boiling water, as if even the line of sight is affected.

Confusion once again appeared in Luo Long's eyes.

But just as his consciousness was hallucinating, the ring on his finger released a ray of light.

This was specially prepared by Luo Haishan for him before coming here, just to fight against Lan Rui, for which he spent a lot of blue crystal coins.

Just when he woke up, Lan Rui's attack had already reached the front.

With a loud bang, Luo Long swung backwards.

There was regret in Lan Rui's eyes. If it wasn't for that special ring, this Luo Long, who has the title of the first soul reality in Luowei City, should have died.

His face was a little pale, these moves were not a small effort for him.

Luo Long retreated a few feet, and even though he was fully prepared, he was repulsed by the opponent, which made his face look ugly.

"You are courting death!"

The short spear in his hand began to tremble, and there was a strange light in the eyes of the dragon on his waist.

Lan Rui clenched his fists. If the folding fan had been there, he would have been able to relax in this battle. As for the soul soldiers not far away, he didn't even look at them.

"Let me do it."

Seeing the battle resume, Zi Chen's voice suddenly sounded, "You should reserve your power to deal with other people."

Lan Rui looked back at Zi Chen and nodded.

Even though he felt a little unwilling at this moment, he knew the overall situation.

Under the circumstances that Luo Long was clearly targeting him, it was quite difficult for him to kill him.

Instead of wasting energy fighting Luo Long, it's better to preserve his strength for the next battle, after all, there are still many enemies waiting for him to kill.

Watching Lan Rui retreat, a strange color flashed in Luo Long's eyes. He had noticed Zi Chen before, and his words were very mean, but he didn't care about it before, but now, he actually made Qiang Qiang The eldest line of the Lan family has retired, who is he?

At this moment, other people also have doubts in their hearts.

This also includes Lan Cangmang watching this scene from a very far away. In his plan, Lan Rui is the most powerful. As long as Lan Rui is solved, others will not be afraid at all.

But right now, Lan Rui actually obeys the words of an inconspicuous boy.

This is too suspicious.

"I don't care who you are, and I don't care if you are pretending to be a ghost. If you dare to provoke me, you are looking for death!"

Seeing Zi Chen approaching, Luo Long's eyes flickered with murderous intent, "Kill him!"

The dragon python wrapped around his waist immediately flew towards Zi Chen like a bolt of lightning.

Zi Chen, who was moving forward, kept walking, watching the dangerous light transformed by the dragon python, his expression did not change much.

The only thing that changed was his hand. With a flash of brilliance, a long stick with scratches on the surface appeared.

The next moment, a ray of light lit up on the stick, and in that ray, sometimes thunder flashed.

He raised the stick, the movement was not fast, but he completed the movement before Jiao Mang arrived.

His footsteps stopped.

Suddenly, there was a stern light in the plain eyes.

The raised stick fell down.

There was a piercing whistling sound in the air, as if some object had been torn apart, which made people very uncomfortable.

Then, thunder roared.

It was like thunder from the nine heavens, deafening.

The long stick hit the Jiao Mang's head firmly, causing the Jiao Mang, which turned into light, to reveal its real body.

Its volleying figure sank a few feet toward the ground, its body was still suspended in the air, and the light around it changed.

The long stick in Zichen's hand was lifted up again and smashed down.

Bring out countless afterimages.

The second roar of thunder sounded, and a powerful wave of air spread out like a spreading storm.

Jiao Mang's body continued to descend.

Immediately afterwards, there was a third thunderclap, and the injury was even more powerful. Countless thunderclaps shot out in all directions, and the dazzling light illuminated the surroundings.

After the thunder, there was another roar on the ground, but it was the body of Jiao Mang, which finally smashed into the soil, leaving a very deep and very clear mark.

Three sticks.

Only three sticks.

Luo Long's powerful dragon snake just fell into the ground, and his life and death are unknown.

The faces of those ghosts and souls around them all changed drastically, and they were shocked.

They were just watching the battle. After hearing the three thunderclaps, their minds became unstable. It was hard to imagine what it would be like if the three sticks fell on them.

The soul state of the two theatergoers also changed.

One of them looked towards Luo Haishan. Luo Haishan, with a dignified expression, shook his head slowly, expressing that there is no need to intervene.

Obviously, he still has confidence in Luo Long.

Moreover, there should be no accidents with them rushing to the side.

But after Zichen's fourth stick fell, Luo Haishan could no longer keep calm.

With the fourth stick, Luo Long flew out dozens of feet.

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