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Two hundred and eighty-five: begging to die

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The onlookers saw that Zhang Dongjun had only used one move to make Zhu Xiashui, who was in the Nascent Soul stage, was frustrated, and they couldn't help but feel afraid of him.Ww    W.

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"Who is this person? How could the disciple of the Liu family have such a powerful person!" A short young man with a big sword behind him was constantly talking to the people around him.

"I have participated in several martial arts competitions, but I have never seen this person. Could he be the rising star of the Liu family? It seems that it is difficult to erase the Liu family from the cultivation world this time. Zhu Xiashui and the patriarchs of the three major clans can have the power to fight, but today he was helpless by this young man."

A female disciple who was watching held her cheeks in both hands, staring at Zhang Dongjun's body, and said shyly: "I seem to have found the prince charming in my heart. He is so strong and handsome!"

When the female disciple said this, countless heartbreaking voices rang around.

Just as the audience was talking, the flames on Zhu Xiashui's hand became more and more violent, and soon he had swallowed his entire palm. He kept using the spiritual energy in his body to suppress it. However, it was useless.

"Ah! What kind of fire is this? Child, please dissipate the fire quickly, otherwise tomorrow will be the time when your Liu family is destroyed." Zhu Xiashui frowned in pain and screamed from time to time. Even so, he still did not forget to threaten Zhang Dongjun.

Zhang Dongjun said he was helpless. He really didn't know how to take back the Nine Heavens Xuanhuo. He could only disperse the fire in his hands, but he hadn't tried it on others and didn't dare to try it. If he didn't get it right, it would be a loss.

"Captain Zhu, I have no choice but to do this. You should think of a way out on your own. As for destroying the Liu family, I hope you are just a joke, otherwise... you will bear the consequences!" Zhang Dongjun said this sentence almost in a tough manner, and a turtle aura suddenly spread around.

The Nine Heavens Profound Fire had already burned to Zhu Xiashui's arm. No matter how he had the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul stage, he could only watch the flames devour him.

At this moment, a figure fell from the sky and was accompanied by a sword light.

"Ah!" Zhu Xiashui screamed like a pig, and saw his arms separated from his body and fell to the ground.

"Captain Zhu, I'm sorry. I'm doing this just to guarantee your life, I hope you can understand!" The man who fell from the sky took the sword back into the scabbard behind him and said to Zhu Xiashui with a helpless look on his face.

When everyone present saw the man's appearance, they exclaimed in surprise.

Zhang Dongjun looked at Editor Liu beside him in confusion, wanting to wait for him to introduce him to him.

Liu Ying's head was very fast, and he hurriedly said, "Brother Jun, this person is the leader of the Long family among the three major families, Longquan. It is said that the Great Demon King of the Demon Realm was a member of their family before. Don't be afraid of his youth, Longquan is actually an old monster, who is over 100 years old!"

"Did Long Ming come from the Long Family?" Zhang Dongjun said to himself, but his eyes never left Long Quan's body from beginning to end.

Longquan was wearing a white robe and looked like a fairy-like figure. If it weren't for Editor Liu's real age, Zhang Dongjun would have thought Longquan was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties.

After Longquan explained to Zhu Xiashui, he turned to look at Zhang Dongjun, and showed a surprised expression.

"Long...Long Ming? Why are you here?" Long Quan trembled all over his body when he said this.

The reason why Longquan believes that Zhang Dongjun is Long Ming is because the portrait of Long Ming has always been circulated in the family.

When Longquan said the word "Long Ming", all the onlookers were excited. What kind of existence is Long Ming? He is a mythical figure who can fight the entire cultivation world alone and lead the demon world into the heaven.

If Zhang Dongjun is really Long Ming, he would be furious, and no one present today would leave alive.

Zhang Dongjun hugged Longquan and said with a smile: "Captain Long Clan, you must have recognized the wrong person. The name below is Zhang Dongjun, which is not what you call Long Ming at all."

"Are you really not?" Long Quan was still a little confused. There were two people like this in the world.

Zhang Dongjun shook his head: "It's really not!"

After Zhu Xiashui was treated by his tribe members, the pain had been relieved. He looked at Zhang Dongjun's eyes and showed anger. His entire right arm was abolished. Although his cultivation level had not been reduced, it was about to have a family competition. One hand was missing.

"I'll kill you!" Zhu Xiashui roared angrily, used all the spiritual energy in his body, and suddenly sand and stones flew around him, and smoke and dust soared into the sky.

Longquan felt the murderous aura on Zhu Xiashui and yelled: "Captain Zhu, stop! Don't be impulsive. All this is a misunderstanding. You might as well sit down and have a good talk."

In fact, Longquan was not worried about Zhang Dongjun's safety, but about all the disciples of the cultivation family present. This Nascent Soul Stage full-strength attack cannot be resisted by everyone.

"Will I talk about you? He slander me! He slandered my right hand, this hatred is irreconcilable!" Zhu Xiashui could be said to have entered the crazy mode and sweared directly.

Zhu Xiashui's eyes were red and bleeding. If his eyes could kill people, Zhang Dongjun's body might be full of holes. He gathered all the spiritual energy on his left hand and was still compressing it.

Zhang Dongjun didn't dare to take Zhu Xiashui's move, and couldn't help but turn his head to Erlang Shen's direction, signaling him to help him.

Seeing that Zhu Xiashui did not listen to the advice, Longquan pulled out the long sword behind him and issued a final warning: "Captain Zhu, in the name of the patriarchs of the three major clans, I will order you to stop immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

The three major families have immortal weapons and have always served as the great task of protecting the world, so they can order the patriarchs of other families when necessary.

Zhu Xiashui was now blinded by the revenge of the broken arm and was determined to kill Zhang Dongjun. He could not care so much, as if he was either you or I was dead.

Longquan's forehead was covered with sweat. If Zhu Xiashui used this move, there would definitely be many casualties among cultivators, and the competition venue would become purgatory.

However, the cultivators did not dissipate. They did not smell the breath of death at all and were still watching the show.

Zhang Dongjun walked to Longquan and said to Zhu Xiashui: "Old thing, you were provoking first. Now you want to kill me again. It's simply a shame to the world of cultivation. Bah! Spicy! Labor and capital hate people like you who pretend to be B and want to kill people if you fail. If you can't kill me today, you can take my surname!"

After Zhang Dongjun said that, he looked like he was asking for trouble and dying.

"You!" Long Quan looked at Zhang Dongjun incredibly. Now Zhu Xiashui has entered a crazy state. He didn't expect that Zhang Dongjun would say such provocative words. Does he really want to live anymore?
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