Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Tiger's Mouth Escapes Again
"Daddy!!"
The moment Luo Fanchen stepped over the eaves, he saw Luo Feng exploding and was grief-stricken.
Luo Feng was dead, and the silver barrier that protected her immediately turned into nothing, and in a few breaths, she landed on the ground.
"If you don't take revenge, I, Luo Fanchen, will be in vain!"
Luo Fanchen shouted angrily, picked up the only remaining internal force, and rushed to the outside of the villa!
"It's Luo Fanchen, stop him!"
The "father and son" of the Luo family have gone, and many disciples have defected and killed Luo Fanchen with swords in hand.
Regardless of entangled with these swordsmen, the long sword in Luo Fanchen's hand stirred up a crazy sword qi, blocked the opponent's attack, jumped under his feet, and broke out of the encirclement.
At this time, in her heart, there was only one word
Escape!
In order to give himself a chance to live, Luo Feng did not hesitate to explode, he couldn't live up to his father's last entrustment!
Just when Luo Fanchen felt that he had escaped, a light hammer the size of a grinding disc fell from the sky!
Luo Fanchen bit the tip of his tongue, forcing himself to use the last internal force, flipped to the side, and the light hammer smashed straight into the surface and exploded.
"Bang!"
The ground cracked one after another, and the light hammer immediately dispersed into countless energy fragments.
Luo Fanchen was forced to spit out a mouthful of blood by the martial pressure brought by the light hammer, and staggered and was about to fall to the ground, but the remaining trace of clarity allowed him to point to the ground with the tip of his sword, supporting his body that no longer had half of his strength.
"Little martial artist, you can dodge my 'Flying Hammer', you are still the first, not bad, not bad"
The big-headed butcher shook the hammer in his hand, revealing a hint of surprise, staring at Luo Fanchen from a distance.
In less than a few breaths, Lu Kun led Ruan Bai, Ma Xiongzhi and his son and a group of disciples to arrive, and they were all relieved to see that the big-headed butcher had successfully stopped Luo Fanchen.
"Lingfeng faction, Ma Xiongzhi, I, Luo Fanchen, am a ghost, and I won't let you go!"
Luo Fanchen's white clothes were stained with blood, his black hair floated with the breeze, and there was more monstrous hatred in his eyes as clear as autumn waves, especially when he looked at Ma Xiongzhi, who was terrified in an instant.
"Hehe Luo Fanchen, I didn't expect you to plant it in my hands one day haha"
Lu Kun was extremely proud, looking up to the sky and laughing, Lingfeng sent this trip, as if Luo Fanchen was the real target.
"The extremely shameless Lingfeng faction, recognize the thief as the father and stir up the rivers and lakes, you will not end well!" Luo Fanchen was furious.
Ruan Bai snorted coldly, and was about to pick up the knife in his hand to give the other party a good time, but Lu Kun stopped him.
"Don't do it yet, I still have to catch up with Master Luo, and it's not too late to send him on the road later!"
Lu Kun stepped forward step by step, staring at Luo Fanchen with a somewhat hideous face
"Young Master Luo, originally my Lingfeng Sect would wait until I ate all the sects in northern Yuzhou before I went to Panlong Mountain, but I, Lu Kun, really couldn't wait. In the past ten years, I have often dreamed that the sword in your hand is drawn at me, and every time I am shocked into a cold sweat, God has eyes, and finally let me wait for this opportunity, and let you taste what it means to be humiliated!"
Luo Fanchen was not afraid and spat at Lu Kun
"If you want to kill, you have to listen to the respect, what are you doing with so much nonsense!"
A mouthful of scattered blood fell on Lu Kun's face, but the latter was not angry at all and gently wiped the blood away.
"Ten years ago, when I was twelve years old, I followed my father to Luoshui City to play, and I heard that there was a seven-year-old prodigy in the Yushen Mountain Villa on Panlong Mountain, and he was good at swordsmanship, so my father took me to visit Luo Fanchen, do you remember?"
Luo Fanchen frowned, "Ten years ago, there were many swordsmen who were defeated in my hands, and you were one of them?"
The corners of Lu Kun's mouth twitched with anger
"You actually forgot, you actually forgot that I remember it clearly, it was your last sword that left me a pain that can never be erased! I still remember your proud appearance at that time, and my father's disappointed eyes, it was you who ruined my life, you deserve to die!"
Lu Kun stroked the scars at the corners of his eyes and said the resentment that had been suppressed for ten years.
Luo Fanchen smiled coldly
"What does your life have to do with me Luo Fanchen, if you die under the sword of the Lingfeng Sect today, I won't let you go as a ghost!"
Lu Kun's eyes opened slightly, and he finally pulled out his sword, the blade of the sword was incomparable, and it turned out to be a divine weapon.
The tip of the sword slowly pointed at Luo Fanchen's white neck, Lu Kun's breathing was a little short, he had been waiting for this moment for ten years.
"Luo Fanchen, it seems that I am the one who has the last laugh"
Lu Kun's hand shook, and the sword qi from the tip of the sword was about to pierce Luo Fanchen's neck in an instant.
"Ding!"
The sword qi was crooked by something, and it brushed a wisp of green silk from Luo Fanchen, and a few strands of hair that had been shaved off flew in the air.
"Ding!"
Then, Lu Kun's wrist was also beaten to a sore numbness, and the sword in his hand fell with a "bang".
"There are assassins!"
Ruan Bai was the first to shout and protect Lu Kun's side, the speed and accuracy of the two attacks just now were so fast, the other party was obviously a master.
However, after searching for a circle, his martial arts still didn't notice that there was a martial honor-level enemy ambushing around, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face.
Lu Kun stroked his sore wrist and shouted angrily
"What a damn bastard, don't show up for me!"
As soon as the words fell, several fragments of the blade attacked Lu Kun respectively, and at the same time, a string of phantoms were hidden in the sword light, appearing and disappearing.
Ruan Bai and the others were busy escorting, and they sacrificed their weapons to fly the hidden weapons that attacked the master. After delaying this less than a breath, the phantom picked up Luo Fanchen, carried it on his shoulder, and flew out upside down, the speed was unbelievably fast!
"Catch up with him quickly!" Lu Kun shouted frantically, angry.
Ruan Bai and the big-headed butcher responded, and the martial spirit was activated almost at the same time, and the strange light under his feet flickered, and he rushed out at great speed.
Luo Fanchen was carried on his shoulder, although he was saved, he was still surprised, and after seeing the appearance of the person who saved him, he almost shouted.
"Liu Liuren, why are you, didn't you leave Panlong Mountain?"
"Liu Ren" has changed into a black warrior suit, and he has opened up the eight veins of the Qi Jing, and his explosive power is as strong as that of an ordinary martial artist, coupled with his unique light skills, he is speeding like lightning on the eaves.
"I was about to go down the mountain, but when I thought of Ma Zhaode's words that day, I was still a little worried, so I came back to take a look, I didn't think that the Imperial God Villa still fell for the tricks of traitors."
Luo Fanchen's heart moved, and he was stunned for a moment before speaking
"My father is dead, and the Okami Villa is over, so you might as well let me go and run for your life."
"Liu Ren" looked tight, the owner of the village is bright and frank, he is a real hero, I didn't expect to end up like this, it's really embarrassing.
"The old hero must have fought with his life to save you, Luo Fanchen, if you are a man, give me a good life"
As soon as these words came out, something in Luo Fanchen's heart quietly shattered, and the tears in his eyes couldn't bear it anymore, and flowed down his cheeks.