Suddenly, Long Yu smiled, turned around and looked at the black shadow, opened his left hand, and a Bagua formation appeared in his hand. Long Yu pressed his neck, his eyes moved slightly, and purple flames emerged with burning.

The cyclone continued to emerge from his body, and the white tiger appeared next to Long Yu, and let out a low roar. "Zong Ling, did you see that? I should be able to protect you now, but ... "

The wooden sword behind him moved a few times, as if ...