Dark red blood, dripping down, stained the ground red, Luo Sheng pulled out his long sword, and Qin Yi's body immediately lost its balance and fell backwards.

Luo Shan opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but his throat was involuntarily a little dry, this kid ...... He really killed Qin Yi with one sword!

Mo Feng's expression was completely gloomy the moment Qin Yi fell, he stared at Luo Sheng, and nodded angrily: "Okay, good Luo family, good Luo Sheng!"

Putting away the long sword, Luo Sheng and Mo Feng looked at each other calmly for a moment, and then said leisurely: "Since Elder Mo can come to the rescue at the critical moment, it means that he has already come to Luo Mansion, and I don't need to say the truth of the matter again, right? When I entered the house just now, then Qin Yi had half of my hand on me? If it was me who was controlled by people today, not him, would he still spare my life?"

"In that case, why should I spare him?"

Listening to those sonorous words, Mo Feng's face condensed slightly, he looked at Luo Sheng's light and breezy appearance, and his heart couldn't help but feel a pang, this kid is not only not a waste in the eyes of the Qin family, but a rare genius in the world, whether it is cultivation talent or temperament, he can be called the first person he has seen in these years.

Even the eldest lady of the Qin family, who has been cultivating in the inner courtyard, is afraid that at his age, he is afraid that it is a little inferior.

But he is Qin Ran's master, the master who has performed the rites of master and apprentice, if such a thing happens, if he doesn't show it at all because he is afraid of the other party's talent, how can he unite people's hearts in the future? How can there be apprentices willing to follow him?

He exhaled, a pair of cloudy old eyes gradually became fierce, staring at Luo Shan and Luo Sheng and said: "No matter what, your father and son killed Qin Yi, I can't be indifferent, I won't help the Qin family do anything to take revenge, but since I'm here today, let me have a discussion with the two of you." ”

"Shameless. ”

Luo Sheng's eyes were cold, and he scolded unceremoniously.

During the martial arts competition that day, Duan Yu said that he was a shameless old guy, but he didn't wronged him at all.

"Huh. Shaking his head, Mo Feng didn't say anything more, and shot directly.

A terrifying aura rushed up, and a strong sense of oppression instantly filled the entire room, shaking the skin of Luo Shan and Luo Sheng with a slight tingling.

Mo Feng's strength, although he has not yet reached the Tongtian Realm, is not far away, standing at the upper pole of the Xuanyi Realm, and can look down on Luoshan, a monk at the lower pole of the Xuanxian Realm.

"Jiaoxiang Collapse Finger!"

Seeing that Mo Feng was really ready to make a move, Luo Sheng no longer had any hesitation, and launched an attack directly, and as his shout fell, a white fingerprint quickly condensed in mid-air, and rushed to the opposite side like a streamer.

Mo Feng waved his sleeves contemptuously, and the silver-white fingerprint disappeared in an instant.

Luo Sheng's expression sank, this Mo Feng's strength was indeed not comparable to Qin Yi, with his current realm, he couldn't hurt the other party at all with this level of combat skills.

Unless he successfully cultivated the first form of the Heavenly Desolate Three Forms, he could possibly pose some threat to Mo Feng.

"Luo'er back off!"

Luo Shan shouted, striding forward, between the two.

"Red Flame Spirit Fist!"

With a broken drink, at this moment, the aura in the Luoshan Dantian was sharply compressed, and there was an explosive crackling sound, all of which rushed to the right fist, and that fist immediately turned into a golden-red flame divine fist, flowing violently and at high temperature, as if it was formed by magma condensation.

Looking at the fist that slammed into him quickly, Mo Feng still didn't say anything, and it wasn't until Luoshan was less than three feet away from him that he raised his palm and calmly struck a palm forward.

A palmprint with a beating electric light came in an instant, and slammed into the flaming fist.

Luo Shan flew out like a broken paper kite, slammed into the wall behind him, slammed the thick wall and shook it, cracking a few tiny cracks, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Na Mo Feng also took two steps back, then looked at the palm that was a little red, and nodded: "This punch is a bit capable." ”

"Daddy!"

Luo Sheng strode forward, staring at a pair of bloodshot eyes, he fused the soul of Luo Sheng in this life, and he had an instinctive worry about Luo Shan.

"Daddy is fine......"

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Luo Shan barely showed a smile, then stared at Mo Feng behind him, nodded and said, "Go on." ”

Mo Feng snorted coldly and glanced at him and Luo Sheng: "I said, I have no obligation to avenge the Qin family, so let's stop here today." ”

After saying this, he grabbed Qin Yi's body, jumped on the roof, and left.

"Luo'er, this matter is settled, you must not have other thoughts, then Qingtian Academy...... It's not something that our Luo family can afford to provoke. ”

Seeing Luo Sheng's eyes full of murderous intent, Luo Shan couldn't help but sigh, and then said seriously.

Luo Sheng looked at him, was silent for a short time, and finally nodded.

He didn't want Luoshan to worry too much, and the follow-up ...... It's up to him to deal with it alone.

He has always been revenge!

Throughout the ages, there has never been any race, no one who can make him swallow his anger, and what is the value of an elder of Qingtian Academy?

Luo Shan was fine, after all, he had already shot with all his strength, and Na Mo Feng just hit him casually, although he was injured, it was not enough to cause any serious injuries.

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"At most, Lei Dongzhu can only pose a threat to the monks of the extreme position in the Xuan Rank Realm, and for a monk of Mo Feng's level, I am afraid it will not have much effect. ”

In the room, Luo Sheng said to himself, the jet-black bead that he had injured Qin Yi earlier was a secret weapon called the Thunder Bead, which was made of a rare fire thunder stone, which was extremely powerful, and it took him a whole day to refine one, but even so, it was still even more difficult to hurt the cultivator at the extreme level of the Xuan Realm.

"What's more, Linghu Shiyu has already given me all the fire and thunder stones stored in Yunshang Building, and if I want to refine them, I am afraid that I will not be able to find the materials in a short time. ”

After thinking about it for a moment, he decided to start cultivating the Heavenly Desolation Three Forms.

This is a fist combat technique that has reached the level of the heaven-level, even if Luo Sheng only drew it to the level of the upper grade of the spirit level, its true strength must be stronger than other combat skills of the same level, once the first type of cultivation is successful, and then the realm is raised to the middle stage of the spirit sea realm, it is against a monk of Qin Yi's level, and it can also have the power to fight.

On the second day, the news of the death of Qin Yi, the head of the Qin family, swept through the entire Chiyun City like a storm.

Unlike Qin Ling, who was killed before, he was no matter how much he was just an elder of the Qin family, and his cultivation was only in the middle of the Spirit Sea Realm, and if he died, he would die.

And Qin Yi is completely different, not only does he control a powerful family, but his own cultivation has even reached the Xuan-level realm, even if he looks at the entire Chiyun City, he can be regarded as the number one figure, such a strong man, but he was suddenly killed, and the sensation caused can be imagined.

The news spread all over the streets and alleys, from the city lord to the old and weak women and children, and almost no one did not know about it.

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Qin's mansion is gloomy and bleak, the house is full of white silk, everyone wears linen and filial piety, and the mourning is endless.

Qin Yi is the pillar of the Qin family, and he is also one of the only two powerhouses of the Qin family, and now he suddenly died, and the impact on the Qin family is undoubtedly fatal.

Without the powerhouse of the Xuanwei Realm, the Qin family will soon fall from a second-rate family to a third-rate family, although there is still a Qin Bing practicing in Qingtian Academy, but Qin Bing is in the Nanshan Empire, according to the distance between the two places, even if he receives the news, it will be at least a month later, and the distant water can't save the near fire.

Qin Ran's eyes were red and swollen, covered with white linen, tears kept rolling down, shaking Qin Yi's body vigorously, and crying: "Dad, you were fine last night, why! Why did something happen all of a sudden?!"

Mo Feng stood aside, looked at the grief-stricken Qin Ran, sighed, and said, "The head of the Qin family was killed by Luoshan's father and son, and the matter has come to this point, and there is no way to return to the sky, you should mourn." ”

Qin Ran raised his head, his red eyes were full of hatred, and he glared at Mo Feng and said, "Master, since you were there at the time, why didn't you think of a way to save my father, why didn't you kill those two bastards?!"

"That kid Luo Sheng had already drawn his sword at that time, and it was too late for me to make a move. Hearing the anger in Qin Ran's tone, Mo Feng frowned, and said with some displeasure: "Qin Ran, I am your master, pay attention to your attitude when talking to me!"

Qin Ran was silent for a moment and said, "Master, I want Luo to live and die! No matter what the price is, I am willing!"

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