On the one hand, there are dozens of children of the Luo family led by Luo Yunfeng, the elder of the Luo family, and on the other hand, there are also dozens of children of the Zhao family led by Zhao Wuming, the elder of the Zhao family.

The two teams were sloppy and did not give in to each other, and for a time the wind was overflowing in the field, and the momentum was pressing.

Luo Yunfeng saw the moaning guards all over the ground, his eyes were full of anger, and he roared: "Zhao Wufang, you dare to hurt my Luo family's children, are you bullying me No one in the Luo Mansion?"

Zhao Wuming saw that there were also many Zhao Mansion guards on the ground who were seriously injured, his face was ugly, and he said coldly: "What's the matter? If you are only allowed to hurt people in the Luo Mansion, you are not allowed to protect myself in the Zhao Family? What is the reason?"

"What if you get hurt? It's your Zhao Mansion that is making trouble first!"

If it weren't for your Luo Mansion to provoke the incident, why would today's dispute come about!"

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Luo Feilong, the eldest young master of the Luo Mansion, took advantage of the dispute between the two elders, and quietly approached Luo Feiyun and said, "Third brother, thanks to you being here today, otherwise my Luo Mansion will definitely suffer a big loss." How are you? Have you ever been hurt?"

Luo Feiyun shook his head, made an expression that reassured the eldest brother, remembered something, turned to Wuxian and asked softly, "How are you?"

Traceless was frightened, and his ribs ached, but fortunately, it should not be broken, and he shook his head with a smile and replied: "I'm fine, young master, don't worry." “

Luo Feilong, the eldest young master of the Luo Mansion, glanced at Wuxian suspiciously: "He is your newly acquired little domestic servant?"

"Yes, don't look at his young age, his martial arts are not weaker than me, if it weren't for him today, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to support. ”

Luo Feilong stared at Wu Xian in shock, not weaker than Luo Feiyun Where did this kid come from? He opened his mouth to praise a few words, but his expression was cloudy and uncertain, and he didn't know how to feel in his heart.

Luo Feifeng and Cui'er both looked at Traceless with admiration, if it wasn't for Traceless's help just now, they were both afraid that they would inevitably be injured, and the previous prejudice against Traceless gradually disappeared, and the more they looked at her, the more they felt that she was pleasing to the eye.

Besides, this kid's martial arts are so strong, even if he wants to bully in the future, he will have to weigh it again.

Luo Lin didn't know what to think, and looked at Traceless with a somewhat gloomy expression.

At this time, Luo Yunfeng and Zhao Wuming were arguing, and they each roared angrily and fought hard.

Suddenly palm shadows and fist shadows flew all over the field, and the strong wind seemed to blow gusts of wind in the wind, and the surrounding people were forced to retreat step by step.

The peak martial artist is really shocking, every move and style has a mysterious power, and no one can get close within three zhang in front of him.

Seeing that a melee was inevitable again, a deep voice came, shaking everyone's eardrums with a faint pain: "Feng'er, stop!"

Luo Yunfeng's eyelids jumped, and he quickly stopped and let go of him, who else dared to call himself Feng'er?

Zhao Wuming also had to stop, the person who came was very terrifying, and his Xuan Li was almost dispersed with a gentle word, except for the masters of the Martial Sect realm, who could have this ability?

Everyone in the audience fell silent, looking at a figure slowly walking in the distance with respect and admiration.

The man walked slowly, as if he was extremely slow, but he came close in the blink of an eye, with white hair and a childish face, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, he was Luo Changfeng, the current head of the Luo Mansion, and one of the top masters in Yaofeng City.

Luo Changfeng glanced at the field and sighed: "What's the matter?" After saying that, he glanced at Zhao Wuming on the other side.

Zhao Wuming felt a chill coming, and suddenly trembled, and he didn't have time to open his mouth to defend himself. Luo Changfeng took his eyes off him, looked into the distance and said lightly: "Zhao family master, since you are here, why hide your head and shrink your tail? “

"Hmph, what's there to talk about!" A shrill female voice came from afar, and an old woman appeared in front of everyone's eyes, wearing a purple robe, with silver hair flying, looking mysterious and weird.

It is Zhao Junlian, the head of the Zhao Mansion, although she is a woman, it is rumored that she has reached the realm of an intermediate martial sect, which is a little more terrifying than Luo Changfeng.

Luo Changfeng frowned, and said lightly: "Today is the juniors who are not handling things properly, Fang is so unhappy, and now the disciples on both sides have their own injuries, for the sake of the harmony of you and me, it is better to stop here, everyone disperses." “

"Well, that's not going to work. Zhao Junlian's face was expressionless, "Today, my disciple suffered such an unwarranted disaster, how can he stop here?"

"And what should you do?"

"Luo Mansion has assigned ten stores to me, so it's okay, otherwise, hum. “

Luo Changfeng's face changed slightly, ten shops! It's really a lion's big mouth, what a big breath, it seems that Zhao Fu really has ambitions.

Luo Changfeng said in a deep voice: "I heard that the head of the Zhao family has reached the intermediate level, and the old man admires it so much, I wonder if the head of the Zhao family can let the old man see and understand?"

Zhao Junlian said proudly: "If you are not convinced, you can try!" After saying that, the sleeves of her shirt flicked lightly, and an amazing fist wind broke through the air.

The surrounding wind was raging, and the mysterious power overflowed, and even the air became depressed as if it had been evacuated.

Everyone present gasped, and many people saw Wu Zong's attack for the first time, and they didn't expect the power to be so terrifying.

The Great Martial Master can penetrate the Xuan Power through the body and attach it to the palm of the fist or weapon, but the Martial Sect has already reached the Xuan Power Release, producing a huge destructive power out of thin air.

Compared with the two realms, it is simply incomparable.

Luo Changfeng's long eyebrows were furrowed, he didn't dare to be careless, his palms drew an arc in front of him, and the fierce Xuan Li came out of his body, turning into countless palm shadows around his body, scrambling to meet the opponent's fist.

The fist wind and palm shadows intersected, and there was a burst of "crackling" in mid-air, Luo Changfeng's shoulders shook slightly, and he took half a step back, but Zhao Junlian did not move at all, and the strength and weakness of the high and low were clear in one move.

It seems that it is not a false rumor that the Zhao family master has reached the realm of an intermediate martial sect, and his Xuan power is much stronger than that of a junior martial sect.

Luo Changfeng sighed, and said coldly to the roof beside him: "Liu Yixian, have you seen enough?

"Haha, you old man, it's boring. Before the laughter fell, a green shadow rose into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it was a gray-haired old man in a green robe, who was Liu Yixian, the head of the Liu family, one of the three major families in Yaofeng City.

Zhao Junlian's face turned cold, and she said coldly: "Old man Liu, you also want to go against my Zhao Mansion!"

"Don't dare, don't dare!" Liu Yixian said with a hippie smile, "I'm just here to see the excitement, how dare I go against you, Sister Zhao." Having said that, he stood with Luo Changfeng.

Zhao Junlian was secretly jealous, although she was in the realm of an intermediate martial sect, she was not completely sure in the face of the two junior martial sects joining forces, but she felt unwilling to give up like this.

At the moment of the stalemate, a slender figure appeared on the roof, but it was Jiang Linhai, the city lord of Yaofeng City.

Although he was not in the realm of the Martial Sect, his whole body faintly exuded a kind of coercion, which made the family masters feel a trace of palpitations from their hearts.

Jiang Linhai said lightly: "All the heads of the family are the leaders in the city, why bother hurting the harmony for some trivial things, for the prosperity of the city and the well-being of the people, today I will look at the thin noodles in the mansion, shake hands and make peace, and stop here." “

The three family heads glanced at each other, and since the city lord came forward, this matter was not a big deal, so they all hugged their fists and agreed, and led everyone to disperse gradually.