Chapter 182: The saint has a crush on me, the queen is my wife, compare me
Chapter 182 The saint has a crush on me, the queen is my wife, compare my background?
Luo Yu's fearless tone made the old man furious.
With such a level of cultivation, how could he not be humbled by others? He has never been so despised by a junior.
"Boom!"
Eight circles of soul rings vibrated, and the dragon head staff in the old man's hand slammed to the ground.
Eyes wide open, he yelled loudly.
"Who gave you the courage to talk to this old man like this."
"Today, even if you are eloquent, this man-faced demon spider belongs to this old man."
"If you don't hand it over quickly, don't blame the old man for being rude."
Facing the old man's fierce threats, Luo Yu's expression remained unchanged, with playfulness on the corners of his lips.
"Why, do you still want to **** this man-faced spider from me?"
The old man narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous cold light appeared from the gaps.
"If you don't want to hand it over, the old man can only take it by himself. If you accidentally hurt you, don't blame the old man for being ruthless."
"Tsk tsk."
Luo Yu shook his head repeatedly and chuckled.
"You are so overbearing, does your family know?"
Seeing that the young man in front of him was so confident, the old man suddenly became cautious.
Scanning his surroundings vigilantly, he found that there was nothing unusual, and there was no strong person ambush.
Then he let out a sigh of relief.
He snorted and asked, "Boy, tell me, which sect are you from?"
"You old man is a bit of a dog, you have to look at the opponent's strength and background before robbing?" Luo Yu shook his head: "If you really want to ask me which sect I came from, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it if you tell me."
"Ah."
The old man sneered again and again, quite proud.
"Old man Long Gong Meng Shu, although he is not considered a top figure, he has a great reputation in the mainland. How could you, a junior, be able to scare you with a few words."
"It's ridiculous."
He stared closely at Luo Yu's handsome and extraordinary beauty, and took several serious glances in a row.
After a little pondering.
The conversation suddenly changed.
"If you are the parent and child of the last three suzerains, or the holy son of the Wuhun Temple, I will apologize to you on the spot, turn around and leave, and don't talk about the man-faced spider."
Luo Yu's eyes showed surprise.
He felt right just now, this old guy might not be a human, but a real dog.
When fighting, ask about the background first, and the four words of bullying and fearing hard are written on the face.
"I can't tell, you old guy is quite good at judging the situation."
Duke Long could naturally hear that Luo Yu was speaking ironically and sarcasm him, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
But still not in a hurry to do it.
Because of Luo Yuxiu, although he couldn't detect it, his speech and behavior were too unlike ordinary people. Facing him alone, an eight-ring Contra had nothing to fear.
He inevitably doubted Luo Yu's identity.
In his heart, it is not worthwhile to offend the successor of Dazong or the Holy Son of Wuhundian for a man-faced demon spider.
"Boy, quickly explain the details. The old man has limited patience, and I don't have time to spend time here with you." Duke Long urged, greedily looking at the Man-faced Demon Spider behind Luo Yu.
The corner of Luo Yu's mouth curled up, playing with taste:
"Don't you like to bully the weak and fear the strong?"
"That-"
"It's a showdown, you can't afford my background."
"Now bow and apologize."
Seeing Luo Yu's appearance of playing a monkey, Duke Long's expression darkened immediately.
"Do you think I will believe it?"
"The successor of Dazong, the holy son of Wuhundian, who has such a noble status, will have expert guardians wherever he goes."
"What about you kid, you are so poor that you don't even have a guard around you, and you probably don't have any background."
"It seems that I was too careful and overestimated you."
Facing Duke Long's aggressiveness, Luo Yu was not only not afraid, but instead felt sleepy and bored.
Couldn't help but yawned, and glanced at Duke Long, "Okay, save yourself, those noble identities you admired are nothing to me."
Duke Long stared, "You are not ashamed to speak out, what confidence do you have to dare to speak so loudly."
"What confidence do I have?"
Luo Yu sneered.
Then the smile slowly converged, and he said calmly:
"The saint of Wuhundian has a crush on me, and the empress Bibidong is my wife."
"The little princess of the Qibao Liulizong is my woman."
"The young patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family was beaten to the **** by me, the strongest genius of the Haotian School was beaten by me, and the holy son of Wuhundian begged me for mercy if he didn't beat him."
"You ask me, what confidence do I have?"
Hearing Luo Yu's calm statement, Duke Long froze there.
After a few seconds he laughed.
Almost burst into tears from laughter.
"This tone, this demeanor, it seems to be the same as the truth."
"If you make up a more realistic story, the old man may believe it."
"The female pope is your wife?"
"The little princess of the Qibao Liulizong is your woman?"
"Has Hao Tianzong and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Tianjiao been blasted by you?"
"This horse riding is outrageous. What kind of spring and autumn dream are you doing? Do you dare to make it a little more fake?"
Duke Long glared at Luo Yu, feeling that the other party was insulting his IQ.
"Why, don't you believe me?" Luo Yu said.
Duke Long stared, and scolded: "Don't make fun of your Master Long, why don't you say that this Star Dou Forest is yours?"
Luo Yu thought about it, and said seriously: "It's not mine, but it's similar to mine."
The old man was extremely angry, feeling that his IQ had been insulted, and angrily said: "If you can do one of the things you said just now, the old man will recognize you as a father."
Luo Yu shook his head, "Sorry, maybe you want to admit it, but I won't accept it."
"what!"
Tolerance Long was almost blown out of his chest, his eyes were red, and he was panting heavily.
"Boy, since you are not a disciple of Shangsanzong and Wuhundian."
"Then I, Duke Long, will take you a soul beast, so that the people behind you will not dare to turn against me."
Luo Yu's eyes showed pity.
"friendly reminder."
"I advise you not to do anything, or it will be too late to regret."
"I regret you ****!"
Duke Long let out a stern roar, his aura exploded, and he charged fiercely with a dragon stick in his hand.
He thought very clearly and had nothing to regret.
It's just a move of a junior.
Even if this junior has some background, as long as he doesn't kill him, the forces behind him won't dare to trouble him.
Duke Long felt that he would not be satisfied if he didn't give this kid a **** meal today.
Why.
Why would a mere junior dare to ignore his majesty.
"Tsk tsk."
Seeing Duke Long's attack, Luo Yu's calm face disappeared, and a touch of coldness appeared on his face.
The eyes are condensed and flickering coldly.
"I just made a breakthrough, so I just want to try you."
"hold head high!"
A startling dragon chant sounded.
Nine-colored divine light burst out, and the phantom of the dragon **** soared upwards, heading straight to the nine heavens.
Falling down quickly again, submerged into Luo Yu's body.
Possessed by the Dragon God Martial Soul, he instantly enters the state of dragon transformation, and the power of majestic Qi and blood bursts out instantly.
Aimed at the Dragon Lord Meng Shu who was attacking with a dragon stick, he blatantly punched him.
Duke Long did not expect all this, let alone his own blood trembling when the dragon chant sounded.
Soul power disorder.
Didn't give him much time to think, when Canguang's fist hit the dragon staff right now.
"Clang!"
The sound of gold and iron gongs and explosions suddenly spread.
Duke Long, who was so imposing just now, was instantly blown away by Luo Yu's powerful punch with a look of astonishment on his face.
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It’s not long since I got home, sorry, sorry, there’s another chapter before twelve o’clock.
(end of this chapter)
