Long Yu flew quickly towards the mountain peak, and with a loud roar, he was so scared that he rolled off the sword and fell to the ground, lying in front of the gate of a courtyard in a dog-eat-shit posture. Leng Tu held a bottle in his right hand and a tattered fan in his left hand, looking at Long Yu with anger on his face.Long Yu felt that the situation was not good, and quickly retreated far away, fearing that Leng Tu would suddenly attack him. Leng Tu pointed his fan at Long Yu and shouted, "You are responsible for this, you bastard. Many disciples of the Divine Sword Pavilion are lost in your sword formation. Once they enter, they will never come out. Why don't you let them out quickly?"Long Yu touched the back of his head, with a harmless face, "I was in a hurry to comprehend it at that time, and forgot to tell everyone the secret feeling of the sword formation." Leng Tu stared at Long Yu with wide eyes, looking like he wanted to eat him. Frightened, Lon
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