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Chapter 48 Strength Recovery

The inner courtyard of the He family was only in a waving room, and everyone fell in a pool of blood, extremely miserable and could not bear to wait and see.

Tang He looked at Ye Yan with ferocious and desolate eyes, and the anger in his heart came even more fiercely than the scorching sun.

Looking at the big knife with a cold light flowing, Ye Yan took a deep breath and felt a little cold. His speed and strength were not as good as this domineering Zhantian Realm powerhouse. If he really chopped it down, he would have to leave it to fate.

Ye Yan stood up with anger in his heart, and his expression was very resolute. The pressure brought by the big sword immediately made him breathless.

Just as Tang He slid down with a big knife in his hand, Ye Yan's spiritual consciousness suddenly felt another kind of spiritual power fluctuation appearing behind him. He thought it was the power brought by Uncle Fu, but after careful consideration, he found that it was not what Uncle Fu sent.

This kind of energy is much higher than that of Fu Bo, and it can even be inferred that the power of strength is not inferior to Tanghe!

Regardless of whether the big knife was slashing on his head, Ye Yan subconsciously looked back and saw a medium body leaning over, his face calmly, like the water in the Three Autumn Pond, without any rippling.

In a blink of an eye, Ye Yan was also stunned. Looking at the man in a green robe, he opened his eyes and said to himself: Father!

I felt that these few breaths had been very long. When Tang He heard this, he immediately let go of his spiritual consciousness and noticed a powerful force attacking his body. He had to stop and take this attack more.

Tang He revolved back and saw in surprise, his face changed drastically, and said, "You... Helong?"

He looked ahead without turning his eyes. After a long time, he realized that some changes seemed to have occurred in the latter's body, which was indescribable. However, after a breath just now, Tang He was shocked by He Long's move. With his own perception, he dared not confirm that this was He Long, whom everyone looked down upon. Has his strength recovered?

"How is this possible? Why does he have such ability?" Tang He's anger slowly rose.

"Old man Tang He, I haven't seen you for a long time. You actually want to kill my VIP. Do you think I am the Helong of the past?" Helong waved his sleeves lightly and walked to Ye Yan to help him up.

Uncle Fu used his spiritual power to stop the blood from the scar in his palm, and then walked to Helong and greeted: "Master!"

He Long turned around and looked at him. Seeing that Uncle Fu was also seriously injured, which was particularly serious than Shang Ye Yan. He immediately ordered: "Uncle Fu, you can go to the house to heal the wound first, and leave it to me!"

Uncle Fu didn't say anything else, nodded and walked back.

"Hmph, I disappeared for a few days and didn't expect you to come back, but what if I come back? Today, Ye Yan must pay the price for everything that I have done in the Tang family, otherwise..."

"What else?" He Long asked in a flash before Tang He finished speaking.

Ye Yan breathed a few sighs of relief. Although he had no fluctuations just now, he felt that it would be miserable when he was separated from life and death.

Now Helong has regained his previous lost strength, and it is even more mysterious. Others don’t know it, but Ye Yan is indeed clear that the effect of the marrow-cleaning pill is unique.

Tang He carefully considered He Long and said, "Don't think that if you recover your strength, I will be afraid of you. Compared to our Tang family, what is the He family?"

"Haha, then today I will let you see the power you have never seen before." A cold light burst out from He Long's eyes, and then his right hand opened, lifting up a blue air ball. The gas was rubbing like cotton, which seemed inconspicuous.

But as Tang He saw, the old face became more and more gray, his expression changed, and he had more than a dozen expressions in several breaths.

"Die me!" Tang He lifted up the big sword and tried hard to inject the spiritual power all over his body into it. After full absorption, the Horcrux flashed a little more than before. His feet were off the ground and rushed towards Helong at a very fast speed. The big sword sprayed a ray of light, and then drove straight in.

He Long turned his black eyes and waved his palm. The green air ball quickly wrapped the attacking sword. The tip of the knife was completely stopped when it was a few centimeters away from He Long's face.

In an instant, time seemed to stop between them, without a moment of passing. Although He Long had lost his cultivation for a long time, his control over his spiritual power was still as easy as before.

"What?" Although Tang He already knew what the green air mass was, this scene still shocked him.

"Hiss~hiss~"

The hand holding the big knife tightly made a burning sound, and a trace of black smoke rose. It can be seen that Tang He's hand holding the knife was burned.

"Ah!" With a scream, he had no choice but to release the knife, and when he looked at his palm, it had become charred.

"I didn't expect that it was true that the rumor that He Long had 'spiritual fire'!" Tang He thought to himself.

After thinking about it, it seemed that I could only return to the Tang family and make plans. Not to mention that my strength is not as good as He Long, and coupled with the extremely strange spiritual fire, I have no confidence at all.

"Father, what should we do?" Tang Kun was also surprised by Helong's appearance and immediately looked at Tang Hedao.

"Let's go!" Tang He shouted to his son and servants.

The dozen strong men still protected their weapons in their hands and slowly retreated.

However, it is not so easy to come whenever you want, and kill so many people in the He family. Even those who are calm in Helong will get angry.

"Let's go? I think I'd better stay!" Helong smiled strangely.

"Let's go, go quickly, you guys come on!" Tang He realized the crisis He Long had issued to him, and immediately pushed Tang Kun out of the gate and ordered more than a dozen strong men to rush towards He Long with their swords, and he was also supporting his son.

More than a dozen strong men were of ordinary strength, all of them in the Yuan Realm. With the scolding of Tang He, they all bravely rushed towards He Long, but they were only a few meters away from He Long, and their bodies could not move. On the contrary, they were slowly pushed away by a pressure, and the weapons in their hands made a sound of breaking.

"Ba!Ba!Ba!"

In a few breaths, all the weapons turned into pieces and slid down the ground. Helong waved out a few balls of green flames. When these soft things spilled on everyone, they instantly melted them away, looking extremely terrifying.

Everyone turned into a smoky ashes.

"I want to leave?" In the blink of an eye, I saw Tang He spread his feet and ran away immediately, looking a little embarrassed.

Just as his front foot stepped across the threshold, a blue flame flew over, and immediately, his whole body was wrapped in it. Tang He tried his best to activate his spiritual power to rush it away, but it had no effect and then turned into a handful of ashes.
Chapter completed!
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