MTL - Dragon Martial Emperor-v2 Chapter 6 Wind home is not allowed

At the entrance of Fengjia Wuji Pavilion, the wind fell proudly and stood in front of Long Yu, showing disdain.

"Hey three heads, slap in the palm of your hand, and climb over your feet?"

Long Yu asked quietly.

In the Feng family, even if it is only the servant of the foreign surname, it is not a problem to enter the Wuji Pavilion. But now, as the son of his family, he wants to enter the martial arts club and wants to swear to others. It is ridiculous.

Behind all of this, it is obvious that the influence of Feng Changge in the wind home is not as good as before, and even the position of the family is about to be replaced.

"Yes, this is still a lot of magnanimity. If it is not, the waste like you should get out of my style."

The wind slanted and squinted, and the eyes were full of disdain.

"is it?"

Long Yu sneered, not anxious, but turned his eyes to the side.

In the vicinity of the door of Fengjia Wuji Pavilion, there will naturally be people guarding, and today the caretaker is an elder from the Fengjia family, named Feng Tianxiang.

At this time, Long Yu's gaze looked at Feng Tianxiang, only to see that the elders were slightly old, and they had to be white, but they couldn't be underestimated, but they couldn't be compared with the juniors.

It seems that it was discovered that Long Yu was watching himself. Feng Tianxiang blinked a little and waved his hand. He said lazily: "Just do what the young master said, if you don’t lick three heads, you will slap in the palm of your hand. You have to climb into the martial arts club from the foot of the wind."

As soon as this was said, there were a lot of ridiculous colors on the faces of a lot of onlookers.

"This dragon is really a waste. I don't know that Tianxiang elders are the people of our Feng family. I even ask him for help!"

"It's ridiculous. This kind of waste, as I said, should really be out of the wind, and living is also a waste of the wind."

"It is said that this waste was expelled from the home of a large family in the Imperial City. It is only shameless to live in our family."

Long Yu listened to the ridicule of the children around the wind, still smiled faintly, but this smile was brought with indifference.

It seems that this style is not allowed for him!

The whole wind home, only the wind long song, one person has a grace for the dragon, when he is closed, he can't feel anything. But now that I want to enter the martial arts club, I have encountered many obstacles.

"The wind home can't let me, I have something to do with myself!"

Long Yu's character is tough, and naturally it won't be hit like this.

Now that he has stepped into the martial arts, and staying in the wind home is also a trouble for the wind long songs, it is better to go out and experience the experience, and then to repair and then come back to help the wind long songs.

But before he left, he couldn't let go of the wind.

"The wind is falling!"

Long Yu stepped forward and his eyes were indifferent, looking at the wind: "You keep saying that I am a waste, but if one day, my waste will step you under your feet, then what are you?"

Bang!

Everything was astonishing, and everyone in the field was shocked.

How can you dare to say such a waste? A waste that can't be cultivated in the district, I dare to say that the martial arts, the martial arts, will step on the foot!

The martial arts are three-fold, and there are four thousand pounds of force in a random punch. I am afraid that if you punch it, you will be able to turn the dragon into a meat sauce!

In the martial arts hall, everyone stared at Long Yu, feeling that the waste was crazy, and even dared to provoke the wind to fall. The young master of the wind, but the wind family, is the younger brother of the strong, even if he killed the dragon, I am afraid it will not be!

Dragon Yu, this waste, even looking for death, is it already insulted to the extent that the brain is broken?

"what did you say?"

The wind and the smug look of the wind just cooled down.

He, in the Feng family is really nothing, and his same age Feng Yao has been martial arts seven, become the inner door disciple of the ice door. However, he has never been able to break through the bottleneck and step into the martial arts, so he has no qualification to join the Zongmen.

This made him always worried, but now the waste dragon, actually said that he wants to step on his feet, it is just that!

"Waste, this is your own death, I have to abolish your leg, let you know the consequences of talking indiscriminately, how serious it is!"

The wind is extremely gloomy, and stepping forward, the three martial forces are condensed in his hands.

The martial arts is triple, with four thousand pounds of giant force. If it is said that it is three days ago, it is not necessarily his opponent.

However, three days ago, Long Yu absorbed Ling Dan and then stepped into the martial arts. His strength also reached two kilograms. With the activation of the Qinglong Seal, it can also add a thousand pounds.

Three thousand pounds of giant force, coupled with the murder experience accumulated by Long Yu in the last generation, it is not difficult to deal with a wind.

The wind fell, and even the bottleneck of the martial arts could not be broken. Of course, we could not comprehend any profound martial arts. Its combat power was the weakest category in the martial arts trilogy of martial arts.

"Death!"

The wind fell into the face, the right fist condensed four thousand pounds of giant force, exudes a burst of gloom, like a Shura, waving toward the dragon's chest.

"It is the Shura hand, the martial arts in the Wuji Pavilion, and the wind has already realized its realization!"

"Dragon Royal waste, this time can not escape. It was originally a waste that could not be cultivated. In the future, it was necessary to throw away one leg and become disabled!"

"Shu Luo hand, cultivation of Dacheng can reveal the atmosphere of Shura, shocking people's hearts, but unfortunately this wind is still too poor, so only for a few years can understand Xiaocheng."

"How about Xiaocheng, how to deal with a waste dragon, no martial arts are more than enough, is it afraid to lose?"

The surrounding wind family had a lot of arguments and pointed to the middle of the field.

No one thinks that Dragon King can escape from such an attack.

In fact, Long Yu did not want to escape, his mind was moved, Qinglong imprint was suddenly activated, and a mysterious force filled his limbs.

Three thousand pounds of force!

It's not just power. In terms of combat skills, the Dragon King is a lot stronger than the wind.

In the face of the wind, the dragon body shape quickly moved, and a side body swept from the edge of the punch, and then one leg swept forward.

"what!"

Three thousand pounds of giant force, a solid sweep on the knees of the wind, so that the wind can not help but scream, the whole person "slammed" and fell to the ground.

Snapped!

Long Yu stepped on the back of the wind, and his face still had a faint smile: "It turned out that this kid is so weak, I thought it was strong."

In the whole martial arts hall, it was quiet.

Just a trick, Long Yu will step on the wind!

Everyone was stunned. They couldn't believe what they saw in front of their eyes. Just the waste dragon that couldn't be cultivated, even the one who took the wind and fell down?

"This, how is this possible?"

"Is he not a waste? But how can there be two or three kilograms of strength on that foot!"

"Impossible, it must be my eye."

Many people also blinked their eyes, but when they blinked again, they saw the same scene, and they couldn’t help but be speechless. The waste dragon, really kicked the wind down, and then stepped on him. On the back.

In the minds of all the people, the words that Long Yu said to the wind before the moment - "If one day, my waste will step you under your feet, then what are you?"

What kind of?

Of course it is more waste than waste!

The wind fell to the ground and was stepped on the back by the dragon. It only felt that the whole day had collapsed. He was defeated by a waste, or was defeated by a move!

"How is it possible, you are obviously just a waste..."

The wind fell and the teeth were cut, and the eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.

"Yes, I am a waste, but you are more waste than me."

Long Yu faintly said: "You just seem to say that I want to abandon my leg? If so, I will return it to you!"

"stop!"

A sigh of sorrow came from the side, and the elders who had been sitting on the sidelines, Tianxiang, finally moved!

This must be sent to the old man, but his body shape is as fast as the same gust of wind, and his eyes flashed in a flash of color: "The martial arts cabinet is strictly forbidden to use force, force warrior, die!"

Long Yuzhen is self-sufficient and sneer: "Are you blind?"

Just wind and wind, hands and hands, Feng Tianxiang did not pay attention, now the wind is about to be abolished a leg, Feng Tianxiang came out, but also use the reason of the martial arts in the martial arts strictly prohibited, it is ridiculous!

Although Feng Tianxiang is very fast, there is still a long way to go with Long Yu.

His speed is fast, not as fast as the dragon!

Long Yu lifted his foot and stepped on it.

Hey!

The sound of a broken bone broke out from the wind and left, making everyone around them look different.

"You waste, you dare to do it!"

Feng Tianxiang was furious, the fierce light in his eyes flashed, and his body shape was sharp and windy!

Today is his guarding the martial arts pavilion, but the wind has been abandoned by a person, which is a shameful shame for him, and makes him in a very bad situation.

You must know that the wind is the younger brother of the future home!

"Waste things, since you are looking for death, you can't complain. Even if you step into the martial arts, I will abolish you now, let you know that waste can always be a waste!"

Feng Tianxiang is extremely angry, and his hands condense Shura's breath, which is actually a martial arts Shura hand who understands Dacheng.

If this hand hits the dragon, the dragon will not be killed if it is not dead!

"Is it enough?"

Just as Feng Tianxiang was about to approach Longyu, a dull voice rang from the door, only after a moment, a tall figure had already reached the front of the dragon.

The wind master's main wind song, finally arrived at this time.

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