Dragon-Marked War God Chapter 140: Failed to survive

Long Yang stood there quietly, Qi Sea was deserted, spiritual strength disappeared, golden light flickered on his body, and he was about to fall down.

"Go to hell!"

Bitao Immortal was severely injured, and at this time it was almost exhausted, the body became smaller, and the violent posture was lifted.

With a whisk in his hand, he is about to chop off Long Yang.

"Stop it!"

The white-robed old man take action from the Southern Sea business alliance stopped Bitao Immortal.

"You dare to stop me?"

Bitao Immortal angrily rebuked.

The face of the white-robed old man changed slightly. If Bitao Immortal were in their prime, he really wouldn't dare to take action.

But at this moment, Bitao Immortal has been shot through the throat by Long Yang and was seriously injured, so he is not without the strength to fight.

"Old immortal Bitao, I'm afraid you can't stop me from saving people now, right?"

"Would you like to try it? Go away!"

Bitao Immortal shouted, in your Southern Sea Chamber of Commerce, I give you a few points face, except for the Southern Sea Chamber of Commerce, what are you? Dare to stop my Bitao Immortal killing? !

Bai Pao Old Monster's complexion gradually darkened.

"Then give it a try!"

He is covered in spiritual strength, and the strength of Heaven Immortal peak is undoubtedly revealed. Although it is not as good as Bitao Immortal, it is also a rare expert in the Atlanta Trench.

Bitao Immortal was furious and waved the whisk in his hand, about to chop off the white-robed old man and Long Yang together.

"Hey, you're deceiving people too much!"

The old man in white robe waved a cyan flying ring around his body, and the flying ring drew a coquettish, pale and cold white light in the air, and collided with Fuchen tightly to together.

The old man in the white robe was knocked back a step, while Bitao Immortal stood still and entered the mountain.

“This Bitao Immortal is seriously injured, yet still has such strength!”

"It seems that the 100-year cleanup in the Chamber of Commerce has drastically reduced my combat strength."

The old man in the white robe had a solemn expression on his face. I am afraid that today, even he will be planted here!

"Bitao Old Ghost, after so many years, you are still only bullying others."

Flying from a distance, an old man with a paintbrush, precisely's ink-brush man known as the Jagged Judge.

"I advise you not to meddling in other people's business!"

Bitao Immortal's footsteps stopped, he was not afraid of the white-robed old man, but the ink pen in front of him made him extremely fearful.

"This kid, I'm safe!"

The ink pen Weng waved the barrel in his hand, and the pen moved Dragon Snake, blocking the blow of the Bi Tao Immortal for the white-robed old man.

He seems to be at ease, the first person who can go head-to-head with the Bito Immortal without falling behind.

At this time, the battle between Zhang Mo and Qinghai Daoist has come to an end.

Zhang Mo slashed the Qinghai Daoist's shoulder with a sword, and the Qinghai Daoist fell. Zhang Mo was about to make up the knife, but was attacked by Bitao Immortal's Divine Consciousness, so he had to avoid the edge for a while.

"Bitao, that kid gets stronger and stronger as he fights. I'm not an opponent."

Although the Qinghai Taoist broke his arm and looked a little miserable, he still seemed calm in his words, and ran to Bi Tao Immortal's side.

Bitao Immortal frowned, it seems that today is the only way to stop it.

"I hope you don't regret what you did today!"

Bitao Immortal coldly snorted, waving his hand, led the people from the Bitao Sect and Qinghaixuan to leave Nanyang City.

The people of Yasha Mansion, with the death of Yasha King, have already fled, and Wu Ying (traceless) has disappeared.

This group of wicked people of Yaksha Sect, after returning, I don't know what kind of terrifying battle will happen again.

With Bitao's Immortal and the others's retreat, Nanyang City also returned to calm, and Long Yang finally fell to the ground with a "thump", not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

One week later.

Long Yang Yoyo opened his eyes, confused by the scene around looks at.

"Where is this?"

"It's the Southern Sea Inn, Master, you finally woke up."

Nie Xiner's voice sounded.

Nie Xiner's aura at this time is already Half Step Heaven Immortal, and the fiery red spiritual energy on her body is more pure, and she is only one step away from advancing to the Heaven Immortal realm.

"Master, you've been unconscious for a whole week, I'm scared to death."

Nie Xiner said.

Long Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he recalled the **** battle in Nanyang City in his mind. In the end, he fell to the ground with exhaustion and was rescued by Mobi Weng...

"What happened after I passed out? Why am I here?"

"I had an epiphany at the time, but I didn't wake up... So I don't know about this. I only know that the white-robed old man from the Southern Sea Chamber of Commerce sent you back."

"He is also in the inn. Here are his coordinates. He said you can go to him when you wake up."

As Nie Xiner said, she handed Long Yang an jade token.

Long Yang stretched his waist and felt a little pain in his body. Panlongji was already in a deep sleep, and his Qi Sea had also recovered, full of spiritual strength.

And after this **** battle, his spiritual strength is more refined, with a faint sense of a breakthrough bottleneck.

"Okay, Xiner, what's going on with you?"

I saw Nie Xiner wearing a red coat. The coat was covered with Qilin. Some were chatting and laughing, some were looking at the sky, and some were eating, just like a Qilin life book.

"I don't know. After my epiphany was completed, such a piece of clothes popped out from the hairpin, attached directly to my body, and couldn't take it off."

Nie Xiner scratched her head, looking confused.

Long Yang calmed down and saw that the Qilin pattern on the fiery red coat could continuously absorb spiritual strength and generate fiery red elements, which flowed into Nie Xiner's body. It was definitely a rare treasure treasure.

This can almost double Nie Xiner's cultivation speed. It can only be said that the inheritance of Qilin is too terrifying.

"Xin Er, you practice keep it up, I think you may catch up with me in the future."

Long Yang said, looking a little excited.

Nie Xiner become stronger, then he can hand over the Heavenly Dragon mansion to Nie Xiner, and he can explore around by himself.

"Well! Don't worry, master, I will definitely become stronger, and then protect you."

Nie Xiner clenched her small fist.

"Hahaha ha... am I bothering you?"

An old laughter came, and two old men walked in one after the other.

One is the white-robed old man from the Nanyang Chamber of Commerce, and the other is the unfathomable Ink Pen Weng.

"Don't disturb, don't disturb, Long Yang would like to thank the two helps for their kindness."

Long Yang bowed to the two of them. Long Yang had a clear sense of grievance and grievance. He repaid his kindness and revenge.

"Where, if it weren't for the superior strength of the Long Yang little friend, who seriously injured Bitao Immortal, we would be powerless."

"It's not so much that we saved Xiaoyou, but Xiaoyou's own hard work and perseverance saved you."

The white-robed old man exclaimed.

Long Yang is neither arrogant nor impetuous, obviously powerful, but not arrogant, which makes him very satisfied.

Of course, when Long Yang was crazy, he didn't see it at all.

"I don't know who my senior is?"

The old man in white robe Haha laughed:

"I am the person who speaks for the Southern Sea Chamber of Commerce in Nanyang City, with white eyebrows and prestige."

Long Yang smiles.

"Hello Senior Yin Wei, who is this?"

"Ink Pen."

Said the bookish old man, succinctly.

Long Yang said:

"I don't know why the senior saved me?"

He knew that the reason why Southern Sea Chamber of Commerce Yin Li saved him was because of Second Elder's orders.

But he didn't know why Haimobiweng wanted to save him.

Could this ink pen Weng be involved with the Southern Sea Chamber of Commerce?

The ink pen Weng frowned slightly, then smiled:

"When the road sees injustice, draw a knife to help."

The words are righteous, but a little strange.

So many people do not save, but they want to save Long Yang?

Long Yang thought:

"Why did this man hide his purpose of saving people? And why didn't he take action earlier?"

“He is not like Yin Li, his strength is not good. He is expert who can face off against Bitao Immortal. Even if Bitao Immortal is not seriously injured, he can still save me from his hands.”

"But he doesn't have take action. He must have seen something before he wanted to save people, and his purpose of saving people is still unknown."

Long Yang smiled and said: "Senior is really kind-hearted, upright, and a role model for me."

Ink pen Weng smiled:

"That's natural, who doesn't know that the ink pen Weng has been upright all his life, and has always been against Bi Tao Immortal."

This person speaks calmly and appears to be very righteous, but the occasional gleam in his eyes seems very complicated.

"I have to be careful with this person."

Long Yang secretly thought.

"This person is absolutely dishonest."

Yin Li saw that the atmosphere between the two was a little weird, so he rounded up and said with a smile:

"Little brother Long Yang, you'll be fine."

"Second Elder has rushed back to the helm of the Southern Sea Chamber of Commerce. If not, he will rush back. At that time, he will come with the chairman's daughter. I hope the Long Yang little friend will recover quickly and help."

Long Yang nodded slightly.

He said:

"This Yin Wei has a really strong purpose. I just escaped from death, and I began to think that I would sacrifice my skills to save others."

Mobi Weng suddenly said: "Long Yang little friend, I also have something to ask for."

Long Yang frowns slightly.

"You said you saved my life, and I deserve it in return."

“Have you heard of divine wood Lin Hai, Long Yang?”

Long Yang nods.

"divine wood Lin Hai is about to open. I hope I can go in with my little friends at that time. It can be regarded as a support."

"This ink pen Weng is so powerful, in order to form a team with me? Isn't this carrying a tow oil bottle?"

"This person is far from pure."

Long Yang became more and more wary of this ink pen, but still respectfully said:

"Since the senior Mo is willing to support him, then the junior should be respectful rather than obedient."

Ink Pen Weng nodded.

"This is for you, use it to contact me when relic opens, crush it, and I will know your location."

Mobi Weng took out a simple and unadorned charm and handed it to Long Yang.

Long Yang accepted it silently and put the spell into his arms.

Ink Pen Weng was only satisfied when Long Yang put the spell in place.

"Then I'll leave first, divine wood Lin Haili see again/goodbye."

The ink pen Weng said, turned his head and left.

Beimei Yinwei said with a smile:

"Old Mo is still as handsome as ever, and he is still so cool when he is old."

Soon, the ink pen Weng disappeared in the Long Yang cave.

After Mobi Weng's figure completely disappeared, Baimei Yinli's expression became a little serious.

"Young friend Long Yang, I think you can feel it too. I'm afraid there is no need for him to ask for this ink pen."

Long Yang nodded, but sneered in his heart: "Is there any difference between you and him? If it weren't for your daughter of the president, I'm afraid take action wouldn't help me, right?"

But of course he couldn't say that.

"Then I won't say more. I hope you take care of yourself, and I hope this divine wood Lin Hai will open later."

Bai Mei Yin Wei sighed, and casually chatted with Long Yang about the Southern Sea Chamber of Commerce, and told Long Yang that Second Elder would come back for a maximum of two months, and asked him to prepare and practice Divine Consciousness hard.

Then he said goodbye.

Long Yang just lay down, Nie Xiner gently rubbed his calf and wanted to relax, when another voice came from outside the door.

“Zhang Mo from the mansion of Shenhou, seeks an audience Long Yang.”

The voice is still cold, but less arrogant and more mature.

"Zhang Mo, you are finally here."

Long Yang's face finally showed a hint of happiness from the heart.

He opened the door of the cave, Zhang Mo saw this and walked in.

Long Yang did not get up, but still lay lazily, enjoying Nie Xiner's massage.

Zhang Mo frowned slightly when he saw the scene in front of him, but he still endured it.

"The battle of Nanyang City, I owe you a favor."

"Bitao Immortal should have been defeated by me, but I didn't do it. This is the humiliation of my life."

"You took his attack for me and got hurt, so I owe you a favor."

Zhang Mo said.

Long Yang squinted eyes and said:

"The favor you owe me is far less than this. Have you ever thought about why Bitao Immortal found you so accurately?"

Zhang Mo frowned slightly.

"Could it be?"

"Yes! You have been targeted by him for a long time! Think about it, who have you offended! Old Immortal Bitao has already targeted you before the auction!"

Zhang Lone thought silently.

"I, Zhang Mo, have killed countless people, and the wicked have their revenge. I killed all the wicked people I saw. I don't know what offends them, but those people are very low in cultivation base. This background."

Long Yang smiles.

"That's you, is there a bargaining chip worth Bito Immortal take action?"

Long Yang's eyes, unscrupulous looks at Zhang Lone, saw his scalp panic.

"You, you enough! I only have this sword on my body, everything else is outside the body, you can give it to you if you want, but this sword, even if you kill me, I will not give it to you. "

Zhang Mo said firmly.

"Your sword is very good, but it has given birth to Sword Spirit. Sword Spirit recognizes it as the master. It is just like my Panlong Back. Although it is very precious, it is useless in the hands of others. It is not as good as a piece of scrap iron."

"Bitao Immortal definitely didn't take the risk of offending your God Hou Mansion and attack you for this."

Long Yang had a sudden flash of light.

"Shenhou Mansion, he is not afraid of Shenhou Mansion. Could it be that there are people behind him?"

"And that person is the expert of your Shenhou Mansion?"

Long Yang looked at Zhang Mo and asked suddenly.

Zhang Mo was stunned for a moment, looking a little unbelievable, and then gradually calmed down, his face became gloomy and indifferent.

He sighed and said:

"I understand, it was my younger brother who wanted to kill me."

Long Yang was about to speak, but was stopped by Zhang Mo.

"This is my family business, I'll take care of it myself, not yours."

He looked at his long sword, and then at Long Yang. He wanted to say it several times, but he held back.

"You don't let me take care of your family anymore, what are you doing here?"

Long Yang looked at Zhang Mo, his eyes full of teasing, this young man Zhang Mo is still inexperienced in the arena.

I'm afraid this sword idiot is still thinking about the piece of Spatial Meteorite Iron in Long Yang's pocket at the moment, but Long Yang is kind to him, and he still owes him a favor.

"I, I'm fine, let's go first, I will definitely return this favor to you."

"I, Zhang Lone, do what I say!"

After saying that, Zhang Mo gritted his teeth, but he held it back. He didn't ask for iron. He looked apologetically at the long sword in his hand, raised his foot and left.

Long Yang suddenly took out the Spatial Meteorite Iron and played with it.

"This piece of iron Gada is really hard. At that time, it will be made into a very strong armor. I'm afraid it is Bi Tao Immortal. I can't do anything about it."

Zhang Mo stopped and looked back at the Spatial Meteorite Iron madly. The long sword in his hand, which was also made by Spatial Meteorite Iron, was also trembling slightly.

"You are ruining things! Spatial Meteorite Iron is the best material for refining weapons. It must be refined into weapons and excellent offensive weapons to reflect its value!"

He looked very excited.

"This Spatial Meteorite Iron is mine, I can play it as I want, and use it as I want, why do you care so much about me?"

Long Yang laughed.

"You! You! You don't know the goods!"

Zhang Mo was furious, turned around and left, not wanting to continue watching Long Yang.

"Of course, I can also give you this Spatial Meteorite Iron, and even use my Dragon Horse blood essence to make a sword for you."

Long Yang's light words exploded in Zhang Mo's heart, making him crazy!

"Are you serious?"

"Of course it's true, but you have to grant me two requests."