Dragon Emperor, Martial God

In the first Battle of Longmen Mountain, the famous Gateway Nine Gate faction came in a fierce atmosphere, but eventually the death and injury ended badly.

A total of 44 masters besieged Lingyun, and instead, Lingyun killed 17 people and seriously injured three. Two people from Shenzhen Mountain Village fled.

The other half of the masters, Shaolin Wudang's two factions and thirteen people somehow did not strike Lingyun at all; Shenmen Gate and Northwest Iron Thunder family were deterred by Lingyun to retreat; and one was even more ridiculous, and he never showed up at the top of Longmen Mountain.

The one who didn't show up, of course, was a Maoshan Ming Taoist priest.

This battle, Lingyun has a strong record. It was his first real battle against Huaxia Ancient Martial Arts. Lingyun won!

After tonight, Lingyun will be famous, shocking the entire ancient world of Huaxia!

“It seems that the path of mending this world is not lonely, at least now...”

Lingyun carried out light work to the extreme, rushing down the mountain, thinking about the gains and losses of this battle in his heart, mumbling darkly.

Longmen Mountain is located just north and west of Longpan Mountain, and the straight distance between the two mountains is about fifteen kilometers. At Lingyun's current speed, you don't need ten minutes to get back to Villa One.

However, the two mountains are all fluctuating and low-lying hills, one connected to the other. If Lingyun goes straight back across the hill, he will run at least twice as far, which is purely unpleasant.

After all, Ling Yun is not Jester. He can fly unhindered in the sky. At least not yet. Even if his light work is better, he will have to run on two legs.

Besides, Lingyun had already suffered severe physical defects and suffered some internal injuries after a series of wars. If he crossed the mountains and went back, let alone killed his enemies, he would probably get tired of not waiting to get home.

Such a foolish and self-inflicted business, Lingyun would not do it. He went down the mountain road and planned to find the mountain road first and run back along the road. Although it was a little far around, the road was flat and easy to run. He could also run while restoring internal strength and healing internal injuries.

Lingyun has a hunch that the enemies of Villa One are much more fierce than the enemies at the top of Dragon Gate Mountain. There's a real war waiting for him. That's the main battlefield tonight!

He was headed south, so of course, he went down the mountain road south of Longmen Mountain. At this time, the killing had been killed, and the walking was gone. The faster Lingyun went down the mountain, the faster he rushed.

“How come it's time for people to climb?! ”

Just as Lingyun reached the waist of the mountain, a shadow appeared in his gaze, and as the distance grew closer, the shadow became clearer and clearer.

“A Taoist? Shit, you never come to the wilderness in the middle of the night to play with water, do you? ”

“No! ”

Lingyun's eyes were like electricity, and he immediately saw that it was a young Taoist in a black, oh no, it was supposed to be a green gown, with a package on his shoulder, with a wooden sword in his hand, climbing up the mountain road step by step.

What makes Lingyun feel funny is that this little Taoist is really climbing a mountain, which is not much faster than a seventy-year-old man, and every time he walks a section of the road, he stops for a while, turns around and looks at the thick forest on the left and right, it seems afraid that someone will jump out of the thick forest to stop the road robbery.

“Is this also a famous and decent master? But if you're a decent master, how can you climb a mountain like this? ”

Ling Yun was bored and funny, because he was curious, he slowed down gradually, his figure flashed lightly, came to the little Taoist, and stopped.

Slowly climbing along the mountain road, of course, there was no way. Although he decided to go up the mountain with his teeth bitten, he really didn't want to face Ling Yun early. He was unwilling to climb up, almost three steps at a time, five paces at a time. He had been stalling until now, and only reached the waist of the mountain.

As he walked, he was about to pause again for a while. He couldn't help but look up and see a black figure falling in front of him.

“Holy shit! Ghosts!”

No wonder he almost didn't pee on the spot. He ran without hesitation, forgetting that he was a Maoshan Daoist priest, a professional is a ghost hunter.

Ling Yunqiang withstood so hard to make himself laugh. He held his handsome face red and his body jumped again gently. He fell directly under the path, blocking his way.

“Hey, Taoist, take a good look. I'm a man, not a ghost. ”

There was no choice but to panic and almost hit Lingyun's arms. Hearing this, he immediately stopped his footsteps, raised his head vigorously, widened the eyes of a pair of thieves, and carefully measured Lingyun's face.

“No, I'm sorry, just now, you scared the shit out of me, you, who are you, where, which door pie... how did you get down from the top? ”

Not everyone has anti-sky vision like Ling Yun. Naturally, it is worse. He used moonlight to confirm that Ling Yun is a person for half a day. However, the speech still stuttered to the detriment of Soo. Obviously, he was just too frightened and hasn't slowed down.

As soon as Ling Yun heard it, he knew that it must also be a righteous “master” who went up the mountain to trouble him. It was just the courage and skill of this little Taoist. It really made Ling Yun feel funny and amused, and he couldn't even get his hands to bully him.

So Ling Yun asked with a smile: "Who are you? Which door is it? Why go up the hill? ”

I couldn't help but notice that he thought he was a decent man, and suddenly felt a little ashamed of his performance. He was brave, coughed up, and started reporting himself to his family.

“The path of poverty is the closing disciple of the Maoshan Qing Dynasty generation." It's only natural to go up to Lingyun and ask for an explanation, but it's a little late... ”

He noticed that Ling Yun's face was covered with blood and even his shoulder clothes were broken. He asked: "This friend, I don't know what's going on at the top of the mountain right now? Was it intense? Look at you. There's blood all over you. Are you hurt? Can I help you with the alley? ”

Turns out it was the Maoshan Qing Dynasty. Ling Yun suddenly remembered Liu Deming and the dust-free Taoist mayor who had been killed by him. He had to smile.

“The battle on the top of the mountain is over, the fight was quite intense, a lot of people died, I also suffered some internal injuries...”

Hearing that the battle was over, he was a little stunned, but there was a sense of relief in his heart. "Who's dead? Um... How's Lingyun? Can a friend tell you the truth? ”

That joy in Lingyun's heart, but he was also somewhat confused. The famous Gate was trying to besiege himself this time. It was an amazing idea to make him die, and his strength was okay. You could tell that the battle was over. This little Taoist didn't even ask himself if he was dead.

So he smiled and asked, “Why? Do you think he'll ever make it down the mountain alive? ”

No wonder he was born to know Ling Yun. He talked to Ling Yun for half a day. He threw his initial vigilance and fear out of the Nine Mixed Clouds. He simply put it together and leaned against Ling Yun's mysterious whisper: “Brother, we're all on our own, let's not hide it from you. According to the gossip, Ling Yun will not die tonight. How many people are being sent to our famous gate for nothing. I count the gossip as very spiritual, really...”

Ling Yunton felt amazed and had to take a closer look.

I couldn't help but look at Lingyun's eyes. I knew I was right. He had to smile. A pair of thieves' eyes filled with pride. That means obviously, I think I got it.

Ling Yun nodded and laughed: “Well, you're right. I'm Ling Yun. ”

“Pfft!”

“Hoo-hoo! ”

Momentarily pale, his legs softened, and he squatted on a cold mountain road!

Fighting people, his joy was endless, Ling Yun's heart could not support him. He squatted down with a smile and looked at the frightened eyes, gently reaching out and patting his shoulder.

“You son of a bitch! Talent! I can't believe it's gossip... Tell me, what do you want me to say? ”

No wonder he broke his soul. He swallowed spit, his body was stiff, and he rolled his white eyes vigorously. He reached out his hand and swayed at Lingyun. He said: "Wait, wait, wait, wait... let me catch my breath... we'll talk later! ”

No wonder at this moment, my heart says your sister, I won't go up the mountain, I just don't want to face this Sha Xing, this is great, I actually met you here, what now?!

If you knew that, you might as well go in the morning. At least be with those dozens of people. Someone can help me!

Ling Yunxin said that this guy is really weird. He's here, and he still wants to talk to himself.

“Come on, I have limited time. ”

No wonder, it was even more silly. He completely misunderstood Ling Yun's meaning and hurried to say: “Brother, no, come on, I never wanted to kill you, I never wanted to fight with you. I just wanted to go up to the mountains and ask you to tell me, you... don't kill me, right? ”

Ling Yun was almost laughed at. He slapped him on the shoulder and said out loud: “Who said I was going to kill you? I mean, I have urgent business to do. If you have anything to say, fart! ”

Lingyun also wants to solve the Maoshan pie thing. Either way, now that we see it, it's natural to end it.

No wonder Ling Yun beat me, I was all over the spirits, I almost jumped off the ground. I heard Ling Yun say not to kill myself, so I relaxed and relaxed.

“Well, I sent Liu in Maoshan... Liu...” But he was still afraid to die. He stuttered again and didn't dare say anything.

Ling Yun said helplessly: “I'll do it for you. Maoshan sent Liu Deming, and the dust-free Taoist mayor, they were all killed by me. Just tell me what you want to do. Do you want to fight me and avenge them? ”

Ling Yun immediately said it, then quietly looked at it, see what he said.

He shook his head like a wave drum and thought about it and said, "I can't beat you right now, but you have to tell me, why did you kill them? ”

Ling Yun sighed slightly, grew up directly, and lifted his hand from the ground.

“Come with me, why kill them, and you'll see. ”

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Ling Yun's best friend, Mr. Dao finally made a gorgeous appearance! Well, don't doubt it. It's going to be a great role in the future, and it's going to be great. Stay tuned.

The drama turns, every turn is very tangled, so write slowly, please understand.