Chapter two hundred and fortieth underground things
A sarcastic laughter came out of Helong's mouth. He walked slowly step by step, with a majestic spiritual fire luster all over his body, and his breath was a little bit stronger.
"I'm not dead yet!"
Mugan was slightly stunned. Not only did Helong not lose, but his aura increased a lot. Although he didn't know why, it was enough to make him feel slightly nervous.
"Qingyan Blade!"
He Long stretched out his arm, and the violently burning blue flame quickly condensed under his thoughts, turning into a blue sword blade, and the fanatical spiritual fire continued to spit out, which was even more powerful.
Seeing the ever-changing methods, Mugan's eyes gradually turned red.
"drink!"
Before Mugan could react, Helong raised the blue flame blade and slashed it straight towards Mugan. Suddenly, the seemingly weak aura burst out like a cannonball, and layers of light were raised on the ground.
"puff!"
The power of the arrogance shrouded in Mugan was red. Although he had tried his best to avoid it, his sharp edge finally fell on his left arm. His body retreated at the same time, and his blood was spitting out.
One arm fell to the ground and was still trembling slightly. Then he heard Mugan screaming wildly. A burst of hot pain came from his shoulders, making him feel desperate. The remaining hot temperature made the flesh and blood on the surface slightly anxious.
In just a moment, Mugan completely lost contact with his left hand. His pale expression almost collapsed, but there was still a trace of rationality in his heart.
Mugan quickly took out a medicine bottle and sprinkled a layer of white powder on the wound. It was not long before the flowing blood stopped. He did not dare to look at He Long, his eyes changed slightly, and he secretly guessed in his heart.
Although I am not dead now, I have lost an arm. This situation is a considerable loss for a strong man. If I continue, I will inevitably have the worries of my life. I still need to make other plans now.
"Well, I, Mugan, finally fell into trouble today. As long as I can return to the City of Light, He Long will die sooner or later. Damn Tang Tian, you dare to sell me out. The Tang family can't just let it go if you look back." Mugan's face twitched, then closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"I will die with you today." A fierce look appeared on Mugan's face. The white medicine powder made him forget the pain for a short time, and once again activated a powerful spiritual power.
"Just die by yourself." He Long said lightly, holding the Qingyan Blade with his right hand, his figure as stable as Mount Tai.
Mugan smiled softly, and did not charge forward, but slapped his palm on the ground.
Bang! Bang!
The smoke and dust rolled out like a surging giant lang, completely covering all clear angles and blurred vision for a moment.
"Thousands of shadows!"
Mugan's low shout came from the smoke and dust.
"Escape?"
He Long was slightly stunned, and the sword blade cut a huge gap. Within the reach of his eyes, countless black shadows had already appeared in different directions and were gradually moving away.
"I didn't expect that the people from the Mulong Gang were also afraid of death, haha."
He Long chuckled, but there was no expression of pleasure on his face. He was so troubled by this person that he could not kill him. He felt uncomfortable, not to mention that he didn't know what was going on now, but he left one arm today, and there would be more than that next time.
It was not until Mugan left that He Long restrained his breath and then felt much tired. Without extraordinary means, he could not continue to waste with him like this. After all, that was also the peak strength of the early stage of the War Lord Realm. With the pills he took, after being stimulated by external objects, ordinary mid-stage strong men dared not easily get involved with him.
In a blink of an eye, the place was already in a mess and shattered. The large and small earth pits were like a different scene, and the entire hunting square was ruined like this.
A gust of wind gently brushed across his face, and He Long frowned instantly, his eyes became surprised, and he smelled a very strong smell of blood in his breath, mixed with death. He looked at the ground. Even if Mugan was covered in blood, this smell would not be possible.
It should be that something went wrong with Ye Yan. When he came to his senses, He Long's figure disappeared here and rushed over.
"Old Ghost Tang Tian, if something happens, you must not die too quickly."
As soon as the whispered words fell, Helong saw Uncle Fu and many figures surrounding a boy with an ugly face not far away.
"Uncle Fu, what's going on?"
He quickly came to everyone's side, and Helong's expression changed.
Upon hearing this, Fu Bo's eyes turned and he had already seen He Long come to his side. He was a little surprised, but he didn't ask so much, and replied: "Young Master Ye Yan was seriously injured and his consciousness is still sleeping."
He Long looked at Ye Yan's face, which was gradually regaining his complexion. This was probably because Ye Yan swallowed a large amount of pills before he fell asleep. He recovered very quickly. Soon He Long let out a breath. If he had nothing to do, he would not have to feel too guilty when facing Master Bai.
"Where is Tang Tian?"
After a while, He Long slowly remembered the name, and his ordinary eyes began to change.
Fu Bo paused, stared at the remaining blood mist in the air, and said in a deep voice: "It was solved by Young Master Ye Yan."
"Die?" He Long was shocked, his eyes full of doubts. He immediately glanced at the others and saw them nodding unanimously. He was stunned and suddenly felt incredible. He was not unaware of Ye Yan's strength. Compared with the two, there was no comparison at all. He could actually erase Tang Tian. He Long still doesn't believe it yet.
However, after observing the tragic situation here, He Long slowly came back to his senses. The place was also in a mess, and the situation was unsightly. The cracks and pits were blown away all over the surface. If it weren't for the powerful damage, this kind of scene would not have been formed.
Staring at the blood mist that had not completely dissipated in the air for a long time, He Long was even more surprised. Such a method was no worse than himself. He knew who Tang Tian was. Even the scheming Tang Tian died at Ye Yan's hands. It was really not easy.
After spending more than ten minutes, Uncle Fu completely explained the steaming process he saw in detail.
"It seems that Ye Yan got some treasure in the hunting competition. It is not easy for such an existence to completely obey his own orders. This little guy is not simple, even if I don't have this ability." He Long sighed. He never thought about such an unexpected result. He thought that Tang Tian had really escaped, but he did not expect that he would end up with no bones left.
After giving a few simple instructions, all the members of the He family returned to the family. During this day, Neil City was still as calm as usual, without any abnormality.
Before Helong and others returned home, everyone quickly returned to Neil City. The entire team passed through the bustling crowd, and this time it attracted many eyes and surprises.
Chapter completed!