Chapter Ninety-Six: The Man Who Doesn't Want to Be a Fisherman
"Huh!!"
"It doesn't feel right!"
Surprised, Luo Tiangang wanted to raise his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, but when he lifted it, he suddenly felt something pressing on his hand.
Pinch it off!
Well......
Stop soft!
When I looked down, I saw a woman lying on top of her, and his chest was just pressing on her hands!
Amitabha......
Quietly retracted his hand, Luo Tian said silently in his heart.
This person is the beautiful woman who wanted Luo Tian Hero to save the beauty just now, but it seems that because of some reason in her heart, she has been scared and fainted at this moment!
Looking at the empty surroundings, Luo Tiandi frowned and pondered, the script of this hero saving the beauty seems to be over, although the content is a little wrong, but do you have to get paid!
Looking at the necklace on the woman's neck, which he knew at a glance was not something that ordinary people could afford, Luo Tian struggled for half a second, and then slowly raised his right hand!
Suddenly!
A commotion came to his face, Luo Tian sniffled, his face changed suddenly, and he slowly turned his head to look between the woman's legs............
“..................”
"Count you ruthless!"
"When Lao Tzu also learns the curse technique, I will throw one on your head every day in the future!"
Flipping open the woman with one hand and looking at the water stains on her pants, Luo Tian wanted to cry without tears!
"Xun Yu: Three Thousand Crows Fall!"
A burst of shouts came, instantly attracting Luo Tian's attention.
Looking for prestige, I saw that among the two people who were fighting above, the younger middle-aged man shook the folding fan in his hand, and countless streamers suddenly gushed out from the folding fan, turning into pieces of black feathers, shooting towards another older sword-wielding old man like a rain!
"Humph!"
"It's just a little trick to carve insects!"
"Mt. Mountains!"
Although the mouth was lightly picked, the face of the old man with the sword did not dare to relax at all, he clenched the long sword with both hands, and an earthy yellow aura suddenly burst out on the long sword, complementing the old man's true yuan, faintly with a trace of the heavy atmosphere of the mountains and rivers!
"Die!"
His eyes were full of anger, and his mouth burst into a shout, and the long sword wrapped in the earthy yellow true yuan in his hand seemed to grow a little in an instant, and a sword swept towards the countless light feathers that shot out from the opposite side!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A string of explosive bodies came, and the countless light feathers that shot out were all shattered by the old man's sword!
"Chongyue, Broken Mountains and Rivers!"
The old man seemed to have hit the real fire, and after a sword, although it also consumed a lot, it was followed by another sword and slashed back!
The light on the earthy yellow long sword suddenly swelled, and an earthy yellow ten-zhang sword light burst out, suddenly slashing towards the middle-aged man holding a folding fan.
In the face of this menacing sword, the middle-aged man holding a folding fan finally showed a trace of caution.
"You old turtle, you are so old, you still dare to use this trick, is this impatient!"
The figure suddenly changed, and the song of a hundred birds sounded, and the middle-aged man holding a folding fan could dodge the sword and laughed loudly.
"Hmph, my old bones aren't falling apart yet!"
"Chongyue, Broken Mountains and Rivers!"
Another sword light rose, and the old man slashed at the middle-aged man holding a folding fan again.
"Phantom Feather, Three Thousand Crow Bodies!"
With a flicker of the figure, the middle-aged man holding a folding fan instantly conjured up countless afterimages, and shuttled through the sword, but the sword failed to hurt the middle-aged man holding the folding fan for half a point, fell into the market below, and directly cut half of the street!
Seeing that half of the street was wiped out by a sword, Luo Tian's figure below trembled suddenly!
It's not safe here, if a sword qi suddenly falls or something, then he can't be erased together!
Now Luo Tian's only thought is to feel like leaving here and going to a safe place!
As for waiting for them to lose here, and then the fisherman will profit or something, he didn't even think about it!
Not to mention whether there are other people who are stronger than him who also have this idea, he can't handle the aftermath of the battle alone!
"Xun Yu: Three Thousand Crows Fall!"
Before Luo Tian could get up, another burst of cheers sounded above, and the middle-aged man holding a folding fan waved the folding fan in his hand, and countless black feathers shot towards the old man with a sword!
"Chongdake Yashan!"
At this moment, the old man with the sword had just gone to the new force, and he only had time to draw his sword to defend himself, turning the earthy yellow into a shield and firmly protecting himself!
Although there were many of those black feathers, their power had also decreased a lot because of this, and for a while, they were also shields transformed by the earthy yellow sword light, and they were bounced away by it!
"Be careful!
A roar like a broken bellows came, Luo Tian was shocked, looked up, and saw that among the countless black feathers that were bounced away, one of the black feathers was shooting towards him!
There was a chill in his heart, although the black feather was far from reaching the terrifying power of the Returning Realm because of too much differentiation, but for a pseudo-one-type totem master like him, it was also an unbridgeable terrifying gap.
Without thinking, Luo Tian instantly jumped to the side with all his strength, hoping to avoid the center of the landing point of this black feather, but the speed of that black feather was too fast, and as soon as Luo Tian jumped up, the black feather had already fallen not far from Luo Tian!
The moment he landed, the furious black feather burst out in an instant, and the furious true yuan suddenly swept out!