Chapter 194 Too Steady!

Thunder roared, lightning flashed, and heavy rain fell like a waterfall.

Yan Chunyang, who had been immune to wind and rain for many years, shuddered, feeling as if a cold wind blew into his bones. Even through the heavy rain, he could feel the murderous aura.

"Is that the Dragon Shadow Guard?"

Li Yuan walked at the end, looking at Yan Chunyang and the two black shadows in front and behind him with interest.

He had heard of the name of the Dragon Shadow Guard. It was said that they were all master-level warriors who died under Wan Zhuliu's knife.

After death, they were bound by the dragon god, and they had some memory and reason left. Although their martial arts could not be compared with their life, they were not afraid of life and death because they were neither alive nor dead. If they were in groups of three or five, even the masters would have to retreat.

"Long Xixiang!"

Seeing the person coming, Yingxin's expression changed drastically, and Yinghu couldn't help but clench his short knife, staring at Long Xixiang who was walking slowly, and felt a chill on his back.

"Hmph!"

Seeing several people looking at Long Xixiang as if they were facing a great enemy, Nie Xianshan's face trembled, and the sword energy behind him intertwined, and the pure Yang sword cut through the wind and rain, clanging and ringing, with great momentum, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

This move came suddenly, not to mention that Li Yuan and his apprentice were not expecting it, Yan Chunyang and others were also surprised, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Master Nie, Master Long..."

Ying Xin stepped forward, somewhat afraid to look directly at Long Xixiang:

"We came here tonight only for the Marquis, and we have never colluded with the two old ghosts of the Evil God Cult. I hope you can understand!"

"Really?"

Nie Xianshan sneered: "If there is no collusion, how do you know that there are two old ghosts, not just one?"

"To be honest with you, Masters."

Ying Xin was very frank: "Before nightfall, the two of us saw these two old ghosts sneaking into the Dragon and Tiger Temple, so we decided to follow them and take the Marquis down the mountain."

"Take him down the mountain?"

Nie Xianshan interrupted him: "Who do you think you are? How dare you rob the prisoners in my custody?"

"You..."

Before Ying Xin could refute, Yinghu was furious, but Yan Chunyang held him down.

After a brief panic, the Marquis of Dayun Xiaojing regained his composure. He did not argue, but just looked at the three people opposite him:

"Are you two here to kill me?"

"My Lord!"

Ying Xin felt his scalp tingling, and hurriedly bowed and said: "Master Long, the Marquis is guilty and the court will deal with him. His Majesty's decree has reached Hengshan Dao...

"Is it the amnesty document?"

This time, Long Xixiang interrupted him, his eyes fell on Yinghu, his eyes were heavy:

"Since you are here, you might as well show up and see me. "IF

"Hmm?"

As soon as Long Xixiang opened his mouth, Nie Xianshan realized something was wrong. He fixed his eyes, only to see the tall Dragon Shadow Guard trembling violently.

A stream of black air spread from his body, like a great demon emerging from the world.

"This is, the true qi taking shape..."

Li Yuan's heart was filled with smiles. In the surging black air, he sensed the breath of the first sword of the demon-suppressing knife.

~

Under the gazes of several people, the tall and burly body of the Dragon Shadow Guard suddenly collapsed, as if a pair of invisible hands were kneading it. In the blink of an eye

The Dragon Shadow Guard The guard had completely disappeared.

Instead, there was a young man in a black robe with a gloomy face.

"Wan Zhuliu?!"

Looking at the black dragon pattern on the young man's forehead, Li Yuan was shocked. Even though their faces and heights were different, the aura was too similar.

"Lord Molong!"

Seeing this young man, Ying Xin knelt on the ground, and Yan Chunyang also knelt on the ground.

Huhu~

Under the spread of invisible aura, the heavy rain that came with the night wind seemed to stop instantly.

"The Dragon and Tiger Pill is indeed a good thing. Forty years of sedimentation was swept away in one day, without a trace.

The young man's eyes fell on Long Xixiang, with inquiry and scrutiny:

"You are still as brave as ever. You know I am here, but you still dare to show up. "

"Molong!"

The Chunyang Sword behind Nie Xianshan turned into an ordinary size and was pinched in his hands.

"Even if Wan Zhuliu is here, I am not afraid of him, even if I talk about the true energy that is differentiated from a spiritual phase."

Long Xixiang's face was calm, neither happy nor angry, and he seemed calm and unhurried.

Spiritual phase...

"Is this the dragon god phase that subdues demons?"

Li Yuan suddenly realized, but was shocked. From what the old dragon head said, it was clear that the dragon god phase was another person.

"A ray of true energy?"

The young man laughed dumbly, but was not angry. He just said lightly:

"Your Majesty has ordered to pardon Yan Chunyang's crime and dismiss his title and official position. This is the prince's compensation for his merits, which is in line with the king's law. Do you have any objection?"

"Pardon?"

Li Yuan was slightly surprised.

As the nominal master of the world, Emperor Gan is naturally qualified to pardon. Not to mention pardoning one person, even if it is a general pardon, it is in line with the king's law.

But Yan Chunyang raped and killed many women, and everyone knew about it. Under such circumstances, he was pardoned?

Is this the emperor's illegitimate child?

"Humph!"

Nie Xianshan's sword trembled slightly, his face was as gloomy as water: "This man raped and killed many women in my Hengshan, his crime is unforgivable!"

"Oh?"

The young man raised his eyebrows slightly: "Dragon and Tiger Temple disobeyed the order, or disregarded the laws of the court?"

Li Yuan's expression changed slightly, and he felt deep malice.

The court is the common ruler of the world. No matter what happens in private, the rules of the king still come from the court. Emperor Gan issued an order, and all sects in the world must abide by it.

At least on the surface, you can't disobey the order.

But if you accept the order and release Yan Chunyang, the face of the Dragon and Tiger Temple will be completely trampled underfoot. How can you still lead the Hengshan Dao?

Especially, now that all the sects in the world are gathered in Hengshan Dao...

"My Dragon and Tiger Temple has always abided by the rules of the king, so naturally we will not disobey the order."

Long Xixiang spoke:

"I don't know what's new?"

Quiet!

As Long Xixiang spoke, the wind, rain and thunder seemed to disappear.

At this moment, not only Yan Chunyang who was kneeling on the opposite side, but also Li Yuan could feel the killing intention of the old dragon head, and then he suddenly realized it.

Daoist Master Long went down the mountain not only to fish, but also to take the opportunity to deal with Yan Chunyang.

Li Yuan felt the will of Daoist Master Long.

Daoist Master Long may not have expected that the court would actually issue a special pardon document, but his will was also very clear

"It's not clear that he disobeyed the order, but Yan Chunyang must die!"

Not only Li Yuan, but the people on the opposite side also obviously felt this. Yan Chunyang felt cold in his heart. This was the killing intention from the grandmaster.

Crack!

In the night, the electric snake rolled away.

There were little flames in the mountains in the rain, and footsteps were heard all around. The previous loud noise did alarm some disciples after all.

"Good, very good."

The young man's face was no longer smiling. He looked around. No matter how far away, anyone who caught his eye felt a chill in their heart, as if they were falling into the abyss:

"Since that's the case, there's nothing to say..."

Buzz~

As he spoke, a black tide surged around him, and an invisible aura rose up, like a huge wave hitting the shore, spreading layer by layer. ,

Even from a distance, Li Yuan felt the strong wind blowing on his face.

"Roar!"

The world became extremely dark at this moment. In the darkness, there was the sound of dragon scales rubbing against the ground, and a pair of red dragon eyes slowly lit up.

The violent and ferocious killing intent also descended.

"There's nothing to say."

Long Xixiang put his hands together, and Li Yuan only felt a heat wave spreading, pushing him away. He looked up and saw the Dragon Elephant King Kong Tian reappear.

In the interweaving of gold and white, the blue dragon and white elephant walked out of nothingness and confronted the dragon god in the darkness.

"Everyone, stay away!"

Nie Xianshan raised his sword and cut through the rain curtain. The light was dazzling and illuminated the darkness here.

"Slow!"

At this moment, a voice came, not too high or too low, but just right.

"Hmm?"

Li Yuan looked in the direction of the voice and saw an old monk slowly walking out of the rain curtain. He pinched his long eyebrows and seemed to have been standing aside for a long time.

"Master Long really has a backup plan."

The young man seemed to have expected it and was not surprised. He just patted Yan Chunyang on the shoulder. The latter let out a long breath and slowly stood up.

"I am an honest person, but there are too many ghosts in this world, so I have to be on guard."

Long Yingchan walked over:

"You invited me to meet you openly, but secretly sent your true energy to sneak into my mountain gate at night. It's really...

The old monk slowly raised his head:

"You are not a human being!"

Crack!

The sky and the earth suddenly became bright, but what crossed the rain curtain was not lightning, but a white blue dragon made of clouds and mist.

The blue dragon swam between the falling rain: like the flower in the wind and rain in the legend

"Real body?

Mo Long's face sank. This old guy is too shameless. His real body was waiting for him to meet, but he only sent a wisp of true energy down the mountain?!

"It's better to be careful."

Long Yingchan slowly stretched out his hand, and the blue dragon in the night swooped down. The wind and rain in the mountain had been dispelled after being separated by an unknown number of feet.

'Too steady!'

Li Yuan, who had withdrawn from the battle circle, was amazed in his heart, and suddenly felt that he had learned something again.

"This, this..."

Yan Chunyang's face was extremely ugly.

At this moment, in the night, the blue dragon was flying, and above the earth, dragons and elephants were surrounding it. Nie Xianshan's fingers were like swords, and the sword light was like a tide. In the distance, the dragon and tiger tower was flashing with brilliant light.

The wind, rain, thunder and lightning seemed insignificant.

Ying Xin's body trembled, and he felt a chill in his heart. He really felt what it meant to be in a dragon's den and a tiger's lair.

He had despised the two old ghosts for not daring to come in person.

Now it seems that if the two old ghosts really dared to come in person, they would probably fall here, and even Lord Mo Long...

"Huh!"

The blue dragon looked down, the white elephant cried, and the darkness behind Mo Long surged several times, but it actually calmed down. He let out a long breath:

"Master Long, do you have to kill him?"

"Can't he be killed?"

Long Yingchan asked back.

"He is the only disciple of the prince.

Mo Long had a headache. He didn't want to confront Long Yingchan, so he thought of taking people away privately, but he didn't expect to run into him.

Of course he was not afraid of Long Yingchan, but in this situation, if he wanted to protect Yan Chunyang...

"Then let him take another one!"

Long Xixiang was furious.

"We still have to give face to the King of Zhenwu and the court. It is naturally impossible to let him go, but...

Long Yingchan's tone softened instead.

One of them had a red face and the other had a white face, which made Mo Long furious, but he had to pinch his nose and ask:

"But what?"

"The King of Zhenwu has unparalleled martial arts, and his disciples should be good at martial arts..."

Long Yingchan paced in the rain, looking calm and composed:

"So, I will pick a disciple from my sect. If he can win, it means he is not destined to die. If he loses...