Looking back, the old man's sullen and white face once again had a faint smile, but he didn't answer Zhang Long's question, and continued to walk and said: "I heard that you are not very old, and your cultivation base is supernatural. I really want to learn from you. Learn."

"It's nothing." Zhang Long made an arrogant expression, "What I want to know is, are you the one who attacked my Zhang family?"

The old man who was walking forward suddenly stopped, and the smile on his face twitched, looking more and more mysterious.

Zhang Long's face sank, his eyes showed an extremely calm and ferocious look, and he said word by word: "It seems that it really is you guys."

"Hula!" As soon as the words fell, Zhang Long's figure rushed out, the blue energy overflowed from his body, and blue flowers automatically emerged around him.

"Now that you know, you can't let you go." Staring at Zhang Long who was rushing, the old man's eyes flashed a hint of sinisterness.

"Falling Flowers and Flying Needles!" A loud shout sounded, and less than ten meters away from the old man, Zhang Long waved one hand, and saw a large swirl of blue flowers rushing towards the old man.

"What an exquisite martial skill." The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and the old man said in a sullen voice, and at the same time his figure disappeared in a flash.

Silently, a row of azure flowers pierced through the phantom left by the old man, and then Zhang Long rushed forward, his pupils shrank, and he felt a trace of coldness behind him.

"Your sister!" shouted angrily in his heart, and gracefully pulled the orchid finger, and saw several tiny energy lines floating in the dim void, and the few blue flowers that flew out suddenly stagnated, and then rose into the sky , turned around and rushed behind Zhang Long.

"Sunflower Collection?"

Seeing that the flying flower was chasing after him again, a look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the old man, and he smiled with great interest, "Stinky boy, you really have some skills, and you know this lost martial skill."

Zhang Long didn't pay attention to it, and the energy of his whole body was poured into the energy lines, so that the speed of the flying flowers soared, and they arrived in front of the old man in an instant.

This time, the old man did not evade.

"Om..." He raised his hand slowly, but the seemingly slow movement brought up a large black afterimage, and the skinny palm like a tree branch opened slightly, and the dense brilliance like the night was released, instantly Completely submerge the old man's front, back, left, and right sides, forming a black area.

"Bang bang..." Like a stone falling into the sea, all the blue flowers were submerged into the blackness.

The energy lines pulled by Zhang Long's hand tightened, as if something powerful was sucking in the darkness.

"Boom!" In just a second or two, the mass of darkness suddenly exploded, and at the same time, all the azure flowers in it exploded, rippling along with the sticky darkness.

"Dengdeng..."

A gloomy sense of oppression made Zhang Long take a few steps back.

The darkness dissipated, and the old man still stood in place, never moving.

"It's really a good martial skill..." He looked at Zhang Long with a greedy look in his eyes, "Unfortunately, your cultivation level is not high enough, and you can't exert a stronger power. Why don't you give it to me, hehe..."

Amidst the sinister laughter, the old man started again and walked towards Zhang Long silently, like a ghost.

Zhang Long stood still, the old guy was right, although according to his age, Zhang Long's cultivation was abnormal enough, but compared with a real master, his physical value of more than 200 was just getting started.

The physical value of more than 200 has just crossed the threshold of the postnatal period. Compared with the old man with a physical value of more than 300 on the opposite side, it really pales in comparison.

With Zhang Long's current strength, some powerful martial arts in the Sunflower Collection cannot be used. At most, he can use the step of falling flowers and attracting butterflies, and the others are powerless.

What's more, Zhang Long has almost consumed the energy in the Sunflower Book at the moment, and he is indeed not the opponent of the opponent.

Zhang Long had thought of this a long time ago, but he didn't expect that this old guy was really the one who attacked Zhang's family. He was so angry that he didn't want to let it go.

"Death is so cheap, is the Zhijian system sure to kill this old bastard?" Zhang Long asked in the sea of ​​knowledge.

"Of course I'm sure," the little girl changed her solemn posture before, and said calmly, "Just now I thought that this old guy brought a lot of experts, but now it seems that he is probably the only one, so it will be much easier. "

"Hehe..." Zhang Long also laughed, "Then go ahead boldly, people from the Martial Arts Association will be arriving soon."

"Okay." The little girl smiled triumphantly, and turned to look at the dark void behind her.

"Boy, how about it? Give me the martial arts of the Sunflower Book, and I will make you suffer less." The old man was not far away from Zhang Long, and his eyes were full of green greed. in the eyes.

At this time, in Zhang Long's sea of ​​consciousness, a red light across the earth was already rising, and the scorching temperature filled his whole mind. Invisibly, a strong force was pouring into Zhang Long's whole body. At the same time, a kind of icy cold And the tyrannical will is occupying Zhang Long's body.

"Want the Treasure of Sunflowers? It's here, you can get it if you can." Relying on the last touch of consciousness, Zhang Long pointed to his head and said.

After speaking, Zhang Long's eyes suddenly became hollow.

Unfortunately, the old man didn't notice this slight change, but was irritated by Zhang Long's arrogance.

"Stinky boy, you won't cry until you see the coffin. I want to see what skills you have." His face darkened, and the old man quickened his pace. On the black robe, strands of black light and shadow floated, like three heads and six arms .

A gloomy aura enveloped the audience, and the temperature plummeted.That kind of aura is more terrifying than fierce murderous aura, as if there are invisible demons in the shadows around the old man.

Behind, Le Ying frowned, eyes full of horror, knowing that Elder Hong was going to show off his power, but he was helpless.

"Hoohoo!"

A few steps away from Zhang Long, the old man suddenly raised his hand and rushed out.

A series of black shadows spread out, and in front of the old man's raised palm, a huge black claw figure appeared, and faintly, there was the sound of howling ghosts and wolves.

"What kind of martial art is this? Forbidden art, right?" In the taxi far away, Shang Gu stared, terrified in his heart. This old man's martial art can feel the evil spirit just by looking at it, and it must have a great impact on the warrior's heart. It is reasonable to say that this kind of martial arts is forbidden to be used by the Martial Arts Federation. I didn't expect this old man to be so bold that he dared to practice sorcery.

"Why isn't the Martial Arts Association here?" Staring at the old man who was about to attack Zhang Long in the blink of an eye, Shang Gu said nervously. He had already seen that Zhang Long had fought so many people in a row, how could he have the strength to fight this pervert? The old man competes.

"I want to know too!" Li prison echoed. He was also a big man. The old man was obviously more perverted than Zhang Long. He would rather die in Zhang Long's hands than die in the hands of that gloomy old guy. hand.

However, just when everyone thought Zhang Long was in danger, a vision emerged.

The old man rushed in front of Zhang Long, and the huge black palm print directly covered Zhang Long's head. There was even a sinister smile on the old man's pale face.

"Boom!" At this moment, Zhang Long's body suddenly burst into flames.

The monstrous fire, red and pure, is completely inspired by pure energy, without any sparks or smoke.The flame more than one meter high completely covered Zhang Long's whole body.

And when the flames exploded, a round red light mask rose rapidly, and with a bang, the black palm that the old man dropped was directly annihilated in the sea of ​​flames, turning into nothing. Flying out under the energy of a horse.

The layer of black light that appeared above the black robe was broken by the raging fire, and the black clothes on the chest were burned clean, and in the curling black smoke, the old man's emaciated chest that was burnt black and blue appeared.

Flying straight for a distance of tens of meters, the old man landed. After landing, he kicked back a few steps and crushed the corpses of several masked men before he finally stood firm.

Ignoring the pain in his body, the old man froze in place, the original gloomy look in his sunken eyes completely disappeared, and the surging fire reflected in his eyes, illuminating the deep fear and horror.

Not only him, but everyone at the scene opened their mouths wide open. Shang Gu was better. At least he had seen the terrifying scene of Zhang Long's transformation, but Le Ying, the two drivers and the men in black had never seen it before. .

"What the hell kind of martial art is this? Isn't it too much?" With eyes wide open and mouth wide open, everyone shouted in their hearts.

"Kaka..." At this moment, there was a sound of gears snapping together, and a more terrifying scene happened.

Zhang Long's whole body has turned into a burning man, and he can only faintly see the outline of his body, and above that outline are raging fires everywhere.

With the mechanical clicking sound, starting from Zhang Long's feet, the fire suddenly converged, condensed, and transformed into a pair of red armored boots in the blink of an eye, matching Zhang Long's feet exactly. Foot fit, then legs, waist, arms, and up to the head.

People were suffocated watching it. When the fire disappeared, Zhang Long was no longer Zhang Long, he was the fucking Iron Man!
"This, this..."

Looking at the scene in front of him that surpassed his perception, the old man widened his eyes, and couldn't help but retreat again. His chest was scorched black, and his pale face was covered with burnt bruises. He was extremely embarrassed.

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