Chapter 377: An Unexpected Third Level

Luo Xiaofeng rushed over and cried, "Grandma......"

The white-haired grandmother was taken aback: "Whose child are you, why did you come here?"

Luo Xiaofeng was stunned and stood up suddenly.

Under the faint light, Luo Xiaofeng looked at the white-haired grandmother in a daze. This old man is seven points similar to Luo Xiaofeng's grandmother in his previous life, but she is not Luo Xiaofeng's grandmother after all!

It has been five or six years since Luo Xiaofeng's grandmother died in her previous life! She is Luo Xiaofeng's only relative!

The door of the hut suddenly opened, and a little boy of seven or eight years old came up to him. The child's face was as red as a ripe apple. He hid behind the white-haired grandmother, suddenly stretched out his little head again, and asked curiously, "Grandma, who is this big brother?" He looked at Luo Xiaofeng, his big eyes flickering with curiosity.

The white-haired old woman smiled and shook her head, "I don't know either!" she said, taking the little boy in her arms.

"His name is Luo Xiaofeng, and he is here to rob our family's treasure!" A middle-aged man who looked like he was collecting firewood stood at the door, holding a flat pole in his hand.

The white-haired grandmother hugged the little boy and stepped back with a panicked face.

Luo Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "My name is indeed Luo Xiaofeng, but I am not a robber!"

The middle-aged man rushed out with a flat pole, he was barefoot, and he didn't even have a pair of straw sandals! He protected the old man and the child behind him, and the flat pole in his hand was flat, and he could sweep out at any time.

Luo Xiaofeng didn't know what to do, he didn't know the origin of this family, but he could see that none of them were bad people!

The middle-aged man said suddenly: "Someone has long told me that a person named Luo Xiaofeng has broken in, and the Heavenly King Divine Cave is in danger!

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the middle-aged man in surprise, he really didn't expect that the third level would be like this!

The middle-aged man said hatefully: "If you want to pass this level, you must defeat us and take away the paintings in the house!"

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the middle-aged man and sighed: "I don't want to do anything with you...... Is there any other way?"

The middle-aged man clenched his shoulder and said loudly: "Do you look down on us?" I heard that you have a sword and a sword, why don't you take it out and fight us to the death?"

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the middle-aged man's eyes that were full of anger, he had no choice but to take out the Blood Flame Divine Sword from the infinite space.

The gray-haired grandmother looked at her son worriedly, she did not speak, but the concern on her face trumped any words.

The little boy tilted his little head and asked his grandmother, "Why did this big brother rob our family's treasure?"

The gray-haired grandmother did not reply, and she held the little boy tightly in her arms.

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the little boy and smiled: "Big brother is not a bad person, he won't rob your family's baby?"

The middle-aged man didn't seem to hear it, and he glared at Luo Xiaofeng fiercely: "You have a knife in your hand, I have a flat shoulder in my hand, as long as you kill me, you can break into the house and take away the paintings on the wall!"

Luo Xiaofeng smiled: "I'm not interested in your paintings. ”

The middle-aged man sneered: "That painting is the only way for you to enter the Heavenly King Cave, will you give up at the last level?"

Luo Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "If I don't give up, what can I do?"

The middle-aged man said: "If you can break into here, your ability must be not small, as long as you kill our family, that painting will be yours." He gritted his teeth and continued, "We are a family of four, as long as there is still breath, you don't want to step into the house." ”

The gray-haired old woman took the little boy's hand and stopped at the door of the hut at some point.

Luo Xiaofeng's heart was sour, and the Blood Flame Divine Sword in his hand slowly drooped.

The middle-aged man picked up his shoulder and shouted, "Since you are here, our battle is inevitable." As he spoke, the flat pole in his hand came towards Luo Xiaofeng with a gust of wind.

The strength, speed, and angle of this move are all handled just right, tepid, not arrogant, not impatient, not in a hurry, not light, not heavy, not fast, not slow, and impartial!

Although the moves are good, there is no murderous aura in the slightest!

Luo Xiaofeng could see that his opponent was a good person!

Since the other party made a move, he should take the fight back, which is also the awe and respect for the warrior!

Luo Xiaofeng didn't pull out the knife, he used the scabbard to block up and catch the middle-aged man's flat shoulder.

The middle-aged man said angrily: "Why don't you pull out your knife?"

Luo Xiaofeng smiled indifferently: "My scabbard is iron, your flat shoulder is wood, and I have an advantage in weapons." ”

The middle-aged man looked at Luo Xiaofeng in a daze, and after a long time, he sighed: "Although my flat pole is made of wood, it can also hurt people." ”

Luo Xiaofeng nodded: "I know!"

The middle-aged man finally smiled: "It's good that you know! Once I make a move, I will go all out, and I will never be merciful!"

Luo Xiaofeng nodded again: "Okay!"

The middle-aged man looked at Luo Xiaofeng and said slowly: "Although my martial arts cultivation is very low, my strength is very strong, and my speed is also very fast!"

Luo Xiaofeng smiled: "Thank you for the reminder!"

The middle-aged man slowly took a few steps back, and the flat pole in his hand rose flat.

Luo Xiaofeng's eyes tightened, he already felt the pressure of the other party. The energy contained in this middle-aged man's body is indeed amazing, but unfortunately, he is not a cultivator, just an ordinary martial artist. His martial arts cultivation is still at a very low level of the Shaoling realm.

Luo Xiaofeng was thinking about how to deal with this decisive battle with a huge disparity in strength.

The middle-aged man finally made a move, and his flat shoulder attacked Luo Xiaofeng from an incredible angle. His strength is indeed very large, and his speed is indeed very fast, but compared to Luo Xiaofeng, he is nothing more than a witch!

Luo Xiaofeng turned around and dodged the flat dan, and the scabbard of the Blood Flame Divine Knife gently pressed towards the flat dan's head. He only used a layer of strength, but unexpectedly, the head of the flat shoulder broke with a "click".

The middle-aged man was taken aback!

Luo Xiaofeng frowned, he was wrong, this wooden flat head couldn't even withstand the strength of his own layer!

The middle-aged man looked at the scabbard of the Blood Flame Divine Knife as if he had seen a monster. How did he know that if the Blood Flame Divine Sword was unsheathed, it only took one move, and everything here would be in vain!

The house here is an ordinary house, and the people here are also ordinary people, but Luo Xiaofeng's Blood Flame Divine Sword is an attack-type superb artifact!

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the middle-aged man and suddenly smiled: "This battle is not fair to you, because I already have a great advantage in weapons." ”

The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed, "It was your people who interrupted my burden, not your weapons!"

Luo Xiaofeng was also shaking his head: "When the wood touches the iron, of course the wood is broken!"

(End of chapter)