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Volume 2 Hongmeng World Chapter 45 Dances with Wolves

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    "Xiahou Buren, come out. If you have the ability, we will fight. I will definitely defeat you this time. Ouch!"  Go back and face the wall." "Death, death." Listening to Su Xiaoqi's words, the werewolf suddenly froze and fell into a daze.  "Dead, Xiahou passed away. Has Xiahou really passed away?" He murmured to himself.  "Long Er, use your half-blue sword to blast him in. Let's close the door." Su Xiaoqi was not interested at all in this monster with a wolf head and body.  "Wait a minute, you can't do this." The werewolf shouted: "Who are you? You are Xiahou's disciples. This is our agreement. Even though he is dead, you must abide by it as his disciples." "If no one  If you can defeat me, you have to let me out. A true man has made his word, and he will never go back on it." "What nonsense logic," Su Xiaoqi said, "That's what Senior Xia Hou said. If you want to fight him so much, then go down and fight him.  That's it." "You¡ª¡ª" The werewolf looked up to the sky and roared: "Xiahou, Xiahou, I didn't expect that your descendants would be so disdainful of your fame. I must be very disappointed, haha.  ¡ª¡ªOuch!" "You're farting." Longlong said: "Although we are not the disciples of Senior Xiahou, I am willing to fight with you." The werewolf's eyes glowed green, and he looked up and down at Longlong.  Said: "Okay, okay, it is true that a hero comes from a young age. For Xiahou's sake, I will fight you with chains, but if I win, you have to let me out." "No." Su Xiaoqi  Seeing that Long Long wanted to say something, he was afraid that he would respond and quickly interrupted: "Long Er is not the only one who has received the inheritance from Senior Xia Hou. Unless you also defeat me, we will agree to let you out." "  Okay." The werewolf agreed without thinking.  In his eyes, Su Xiaoqi and his gang were brats, and he was someone who could fight Xia Hou hundreds of times before losing.  He hasn't paid much attention to these mere brats.  Sonorous!  Longlong drew his sword and stepped forward.  The stone door opened wide, and the werewolf retreated into the stone room.  This stone room is much larger than the first one. Under the dim light, the sword marks and fist marks on the wall are faintly visible.  One after another, they are so densely packed that there seems to be no smooth place on the four walls.  "Kid, you go ahead and make your move." "Okay." Longlong was not polite, held half of his hands in his hands, and slashed out with a bright golden beam.  Bang!  With a muffled sound, the werewolf punched and hit the golden knife mark. The knife shattered, but his figure did not move at all.  There was wind coming from the room, and dust was flying on the ground.  "Kid, your cultivation is not bad." The werewolf said: "You have such cultivation at such a young age, you are indeed a hero." Listening to the werewolf's words, Su Xiaoqi's group did not relax very much. Instead, they became even more nervous, because  They had seen the power of that punch before.  Although Longlong's sword didn't use all his strength, the power of the sword and the dazzling Jin Mang were already revealed. Su Xiaoqi felt that he should be more cautious when dealing with this sword, but he didn't expect the werewolf to take it so easily.  "This monster seems to have a very high level of cultivation." Linglong said with some confusion. She turned back to look at her brother, only to find that Chi Huang was also looking into the stone chamber with a solemn expression.  "Should monsters fight monsters?" Long Yu shook his head and said, "Long San, why are you so anxious?" Chi Huang ignored him. No one seemed to listen to him, and Bai Mei even took two steps forward.  .  The stone chamber was full of swords and punches, and the sound of fists was like thunder. Each sword was reflected in the stone chamber, and the room was brightly lit.  With fists and swords intersecting, the stone room seemed to be filled with lightning and thunder before the sudden rain in the summer night sky.  Longlong's face became more and more solemn, his whole body's spiritual energy was rolling, his sword was surging, and his one hand had been replaced by two hands.  Holding the knife in both hands, the wind in the room became stronger and faster.  The werewolf always stood on the spot, his expression unchanged. No matter where Longlong's sword came from or how powerful it was, he would always punch it.  The majestic energy rushed outside the door and everyone could hardly open their eyes.  "Little brother, it seems that your body's expression and blood have not been fully stimulated yet. Well, this knife is not bad. However, your cultivation level is still not good enough."   The werewolf spoke to Longlong while receiving the move, with a calm and relaxed expression: "You have inherited Xiahou's spiritual power, but you have to know that you only got a very small part. Even if he spent all his thousand years of cultivation  Pass it on to you, I think you will not be my opponent." "Because the spiritual power obtained from others is not as powerful as the spiritual power that one has worked hard to cultivate.  A good sword needs to be refined over time." "That's nonsense." Linglong retorted: "We all absorb the dragon's inner elixir to improve our cultivation. The dragon's inner elixir is also not cultivated by ourselves.  That's not the same, our dragon clan is still getting stronger." "This is why you are not as good as the previous generation." The werewolf said, "Is there anyone like Xia Hou in this world until now?" He shook his head.  Said: "I'm afraid there won't be any." The werewolf was fighting the dragon calmly while talking, as if he was strolling in a garden.  "Haven't you heard that the edge of a sword comes from sharpening." The werewolf continued: "If you rely too much on your own magic weapon or your own weapon, your own strength will often improve very slowly. If they encounter a real opponent, they can  I can kill you easily." "You mean, you are a master." Linglong laughed: "Then I see you haven't defeated Brother Long." "Okay, little brother, just give me a punch.  " As soon as the werewolf finished speaking, his feet suddenly sank, bang bang!  There seemed to be two muffled sounds on the ground, and the dust surrounding his feet flew up instantly.  Phew!  The werewolf's body jerked forward, the air rolled around, and a fist seemed to appear in the air.  A black and white fist smashed forward. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The air seemed to be on fire.  "Be careful." Looking at that fist and feeling the strange energy, everyone outside the door subconsciously widened their eyes, and Linglong even screamed in surprise.  "Heaven-breaking knife." Longlong shouted, and the knife suddenly exploded, like a crescent moon and blasted forward.  He had used up all his strength with this sword, and this sword was also the strongest sword in the book of swordsmanship he got from Emperor Sanhuang.  boom!  The swords and fists collided, and there was a loud noise. The stone room shook violently, as if the whole hall was shaking.  Bang!  Longlong was hit by the powerful energy, and his back hit the stone wall, causing a groove to form in the hard stone wall.
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