c_t; After Lian Ziheng finished his cruel words, he glared at Luo Cheng, who was actually strong on the outside and strong in the middle, and his heart was full of fear. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info (Wind and Rain Start)

Luo Cheng is now equivalent to personally admitting to killing the black-robed man he sent, proving to him that he is not a simple young master of a black iron-level force, and judging from his various performances in Liufu today, anyone can see that he is extraordinary.

What Lian Ziheng cares about is what Luo Cheng plans to do, whether he wants to take revenge on himself, if so, then it is a question whether he can survive with just another guard in the late stage of Peiyuan Realm.

However, Lian Ziheng obviously thought too much, Luo Cheng didn't plan to do anything at all, the reason why he brought it up was just that he couldn't get used to his hypocritical face, and as for the assassination, it was not himself who suffered, so he didn't bother to pursue it.

"Guest officer, the horse has been brought to you." The guy from the restaurant trotted over and bent down respectfully.

"Farewell."

Luo Cheng casually took out a tael of silver, threw it to the guy in the restaurant, glanced at Lian Ziheng again, and turned to leave.

The moment Lian Ziheng saw him turn around, he breathed a sigh of relief, wiped his forehead, and found that he didn't know when he was already sweating profusely.

Luo Cheng walked out of the restaurant and walked towards his horse, but unexpectedly, two people came out of the crowd and stopped in front of him, Ma Zhiyong and Ma Zhiyu, two brothers.

"Luo Cheng, right, you injured my brother, you don't think I won't look for you, right?" Ma Zhiyu was tall and looked at him with a downward gaze.

Hearing this, Luo Cheng glanced at Ma Zhiyong, who was still wrapped in white gauze, and shrugged his shoulders indifferently, the contradiction between the two is no longer important, looking at his brother's appearance, it is useless to say anything.

"Then let's go out of the city, just as I'm going back." So he said.

"What?" Ma Zhiyu didn't react, and after realizing what Luo Cheng meant, he asked in disbelief: "Are you going to do it with me?" ”

"Isn't that clear enough?" Luo Cheng asked rhetorically.

"You defeated my brother and defeated Sikong Ming, but they are only mid-stage beginners, and I am the peak of the mid-stage, mastering the complete sword path, do you really think you can win me?" Although Ma Zhiyu came to find trouble, seeing that he was not afraid at all, but took the initiative to challenge, he couldn't help but feel that he was despised.

"Or do you expect me to admit my mistake?"

"Good, good."

Luo Cheng's attitude completely annoyed Ma Zhiyu, his eyes narrowed, and a cold light shot out of it, giving people a strong sense of oppression under the advantage of his height.

Immediately, the two sides walked out of the city gate together and came to the open space next to the avenue outside the city wall.

Looking at the posture of Luo Cheng and Ma Zhiyu, the people walking on the avenue realized that there was a good show to watch, and immediately stopped to watch, and after a while, a huge crowd of onlookers was formed.

People first recognized Luo Cheng, because he was almost the protagonist of this banquet, and he was in the limelight.

And when he saw his opponent Ma Zhiyu, there was a lot of uproar in the crowd.

Luo Cheng's early consummate strength to kill the mid-stage entry-level Sikong Ming clone with one sword has already attracted the attention of many people, and now seeing his opponent become the peak of the mid-stage, it is naturally inevitable to be surprised.

"Where do you say this Luo Cheng is sacred, is he really just a child of a black iron-level force?"

"I think there must be something strange in it, how can the black iron-level forces have the resources and ability to cultivate such an excellent young generation."

"Do you think he is a little too arrogant, and he crosses the level to challenge to the peak of the middle stage, if this spreads, I am afraid it can scare people to death."

"I think this Luo Cheng thinks the same way, now this place is from all over the Northern Cang Domain, and anything that happens can become a major event in the entire region, he wants to become famous in one fell swoop."

"But you have to win, and if you lose, it's a laughing stock."

The crowd was talking, discussing Luo Cheng's behavior, and they were very interested in what the outcome of the two sides would be, although it seemed that Luo Cheng was at an absolute disadvantage, but with the previous performance, people did not doubt that Luo Cheng would create a miracle.

Lian Ziheng and Huang Ou also rode out of the city at this time, and when they saw that the water around the avenue was impassable, they couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and immediately noticed Luo Cheng and Ma Zhiyu who were holding over there.

"Hahaha, I knew that the brother of the horse madman couldn't be indifferent." Huang Ou couldn't hide his excitement, he was afraid and hated Luo Cheng, when he was in front of him, he showed a kind of awe, but when he saw that there were more powerful characters who went to trouble Luo Cheng, he naturally couldn't help but gloat.

Lian Ziheng's eyes also lit up, just now he was still thinking about whether Luo Cheng would retaliate against him, that is, he was frightened, and he gritted his teeth with hatred.

They all know the Ma brothers, and they also witnessed the conflict and contradiction between Luo Cheng and Ma Zhiyong yesterday, so now they are not surprised to see Ma Zhiyu come to the door, but they are curious about why things have developed to this point, in the face of absolute strength, Luo Cheng should admit and apologize, at least if it were them, they would do it-.

"Boy, I think your swordsmanship is good, in order to ensure fairness, I will compress my true yuan and compare it with you." Ma Zhiyu was not in a hurry to make a move, and he didn't know if he was taking into account the opinions of the onlookers or his personality was like this.

"Someone did the same last time, but he ended up badly, so I advise you to give it your all."

"Well, since you insist on looking for death, take me a knife."

Ma Zhiyu didn't know where Luo Cheng's confidence came from, but he felt that as long as he showed his strength, it didn't matter for any reason. A scimitar appeared in his hand, the blade was crystal clear, glowing with a jewel-like light mask, and the mist-like light was wrapped around the blade, and with the wave of his hand, there was a sense of oppression that cut the air.

He didn't say any more nonsense, he directly dodged and rushed towards Luo Cheng, as fast as lightning, just hearing a 'whoosh', the person was already in front of Luo Cheng, and a thunderous knife fell.

"You shouldn't have reservations, there's no need for me."

Luo Cheng's whole position was shrouded in edge, the weeds on the ground were pressed close to the ground, and the white robe on his body seemed to be torn by someone.

However, his face did not change much, and his eyebrows exuded a unique aura.

The next moment, Luo Cheng raised his right arm, and a simple black long sword appeared out of thin air in his palm.

As soon as this sword appeared, the whole person seemed to be integrated into the sword, revealing a sharp edge all over his body, and a single look could stop people.

With a snap, Ma Zhiyu's scimitar slashed at the obsidian sword, and the thunderous blow fell on the black sword, but it couldn't shake it in the slightest, and the obsidian sword and Luo Cheng's arm did not tremble at all.

Ma Zhiyu's pupils shrank and hurriedly retreated.

Luo Cheng did not take advantage of the situation to pursue, because the other party's knife just now also spared, and only used sixty percent of his strength, obviously afraid that he would be killed with one knife.

Author's words: I recommend a very "Reverse Heaven Spirit God"

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