The city of preaching has been peaceful in recent days.

Luo Heng was seriously injured on the spot in the city, and the Luo family, who was extremely arrogant and domineering on weekdays, unexpectedly did not make any moves, and the situation was calm.

This makes some guys who stretch their necks and want to watch the excitement feel very boring.

Evening.

Luo Yihai stood in the ancestral hall of the Luo family at this time, looking at the plaques of the Luo family in front of him, his eyes were indescribably obscure.

The henchmen on both sides were silent, not daring to make the slightest movement.

Qi Zhengxuan's actions to the three of them at the door of Qi's house had naturally reached Luo Yihai's ears.

Not to mention the others, just that young gray-clothed boy was enough to make people jealous, and it was not surprising that he was a closed disciple of the first-class sect in the Tianhai Continent, not to mention that with his understanding of Qi Zhengxuan, a high-ranking scholar, those three people must still have a deep background.

Luo Yihai, as the head of the family now, naturally knows how to make trade-offs, his own ancestor who has just stepped into the realm of no distance is still in retreat, and after weighing the pros and cons, he is willing to swallow this evil breath for no reason, after all, it is his own children who are at fault first.

It's just that in addition to this, it is natural that no more than half a point can be conceded.

As a result, I didn't expect Qi Zhengxuan to have to make an inch of progress today, and it was ridiculous to ask for the quota for his Luo family to enter the assessment of the Cold Cloud Sect.

Even if the other party paid enough to make his heart move, he still refused, Qi Zhengxuan didn't know how to practice, and he had no heirs in the family, so it must be for the sake of the three foreign guys.

hurt his son, and wanted to rob him of the Luo family's place, which was really too deceitful.

Luo Yihai made up his mind that even if he smashed this quota in his own hands, he would not cheapen them!

With a cold snort, Luo Yihai strode out of the lobby and walked slowly along a small path.

The Luo family in a city actually has a wide road with seven turns and eight twists, and the winding path leads to a secluded place, and a green blue pond appears in front of him.

The strange thing is that there are countless long swords hanging above the pond, these are the personal ancient swords of the previous heads of the Luo family.

And the sword qi emanating from the countless long swords in the pool can help the sword path to sharpen.

Luo Yihai is also a sword cultivator, limited to his qualifications, he is not very top-notch, and now he is only a sword cultivator who has come out of the dust realm, but no matter how busy he is on weekdays, he will inevitably concentrate on cultivating here for two hours every night, rain or shine.

A kind-looking teenager walked in through the door.

Luo Yihai said calmly: "Your second brother is seriously injured, you will go to the Cold Cloud Sect this time in his place." “

There was surprise and panic in the young man's eyes, and he whispered: "My realm is not enough, I'm afraid I will lose face for the Luo family." ”

"If you are told to go, you will go. ”

A look of impatience flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he snorted coldly: "I didn't expect you to do anything promising, even the swordsmanship that has been passed down from generation to generation in my Luo family has not been practiced for so many years, waste!"

The young man's eyes darkened, and he did not speak.

He has not had any outstanding strengths since he was a child, he is not as good at reading as his eldest brother Luo Yang, and his kendo qualifications are not as good as his second brother Luo Heng.

He just simply likes to practice swords, especially when he happened to hear the ancestor talk about the true meaning of swordsmanship, he liked it even more.

Luo Yihai put his hands behind his back and said in a cold voice: "Those guys want a place in my Luo family, I just won't give them to them! You leave tomorrow, even if they are disgusting, they have to stay for me for a few days!"

The young man with a wooden sword on his back had a numb face, he had heard too many similar words, and he was about to say something, but his face suddenly changed.

He pointed to the roof of the pond with trembling hands, and said in a trembling voice, "Dad... There's someone there!"

Luo Yihai raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly raised his head.

A black-shirted figure stood quietly on the glazed tile roof.

Luo Yihai's eyes flickered, and he said coldly: "Dare to ask where it is sacred?"

The uninvited guest turned a deaf ear, his hands in his pockets, and his eyes surveyed the pool.

Just when Luo Yihai couldn't hold back and was about to make a move, the man spoke: "I want your Luo family to go to the Cold Cloud Sect for a place. ”

Luo Yihai's mind turned sharply, and finally understood who the person in front of him was, and sneered: "I hurt my son, and I still want a quota, Your Excellency is so bold." ”

"If I had done it, he would have been dead. ”

Lu Shen said calmly: "Don't give it?"

Luo Yihai squinted and said, "What if you don't give it?"

"Not how. ”

Lu Shen turned his head to look at him and said, "You just beat him." ”

"Look for death!" Luo Yihai suddenly shouted.

A flying sword burst out of the pond and rushed towards Lu Shen with a rapid grinding sound.

Luo Yihai's hands kept changing, and he frantically drove the flying sword that he had kept at the bottom of the pool all year round.

The other party's trespass into the Luo family's mansion has already touched his counter-scales.

Lu Shen didn't even look at it, and with a wave of his sleeves, a quaint bag appeared in his hand.

I saw that the wind suddenly rose, and the originally menacing flying sword was instantly contained without the slightest wave.

Luo Yihai couldn't feel the connection with the flying sword at all, and his face changed greatly.

The next moment, he still didn't give up, and shouted angrily: "Get up!"

The many flying swords at the bottom of the pool began to tremble, slowly rising towards the sky.

Luo Yihai has been practicing here all year round, and there are faint signs of merging with the sword intent here, so he can barely drive these long swords.

"I'll help you. ”

After waiting for a while, Lu Shen said, "Get up." ”

I saw more than 100 long swords that were originally trembling and majestic flying towards the sky of the small courtyard in unison, densely packed.

Luo Yihai only felt numb when he saw this scene, and his whole body couldn't help trembling.

Because the tips of the flying swords are all aimed at him without exception, if the flying sword falls the next moment, then he will be stabbed into a hedgehog on the spot.

And this kind of shocking sword technique, even the ancestor who had reached the Boundless Realm couldn't do it.

Lu Shen said: "To give or not to give, I'll give you three seconds." ”

Luo Yihai's expression was unpredictable, and his inner intuition told him that if he refused, the other party would not have the slightest hesitation to kill him with a sword.

But if he gives it like this, as the head of the Luo family, how can he have face?

Lu Shen said silently: "Three, two..."

"Shut up, you are not allowed to insult my Luo family!"

The young man clenched the wooden sword in his hand and stopped in front of Luo Yihai.

Luo Yihai roared angrily: "Luo Sheng, get out!"

Lu Shen was expressionless, just glanced at him.

The young man felt that the wooden sword in his hand suddenly weighed a thousand catties, and the already small spiritual power in his body was even more stagnant, and he completely lost his previous wishes.

The wooden sword boy had a sense of panic in his heart that he had never felt before, and he subconsciously wanted to escape, but for some reason, he still stood in place, resisting the endless momentum emanating from the other party's body.

Luo Yihai had completely lost the heart of fighting, and said weakly: "I implore my senior's subordinates to be merciful and let him go, I will promise you everything." ”

"No way!"

I saw that the young man who had never disobeyed his father's orders in his life, even though he felt that his whole body was going to be crushed by a thousand catties of boulders, he still gritted his teeth and said weakly: "It can't be like this." ”

Lu Shen said calmly: "Why?"

The young man held the wooden sword in his hand with both hands, and said loudly: "Because my ancestor said that my generation's sword cultivation can be low, and the swordsmanship can be weak, but when facing the enemy, the long sword in his hand, the sword intent in his heart, must not lose!"

Luo Yihai's pupils shrank, and he seemed to know the most uncompetitive son in his eyes for the first time.

For some reason, after the wooden sword boy said this, he only felt a never-before-seen spirit appear in his chest, and the majestic pressure around him disappeared.

Lu Shen said with a smile: "Your ancestor is not very capable, and his tone is not small. ”

"You are not allowed to insult my ancestor!"

The young man was furious, and his lame sword went straight towards Lu Shenmian's door.

Lu Shen's expression was calm.

At this moment, an old voice with a smile suddenly sounded at this moment.

"Stinky boy, people are kind enough to keep their hands, and they still want to cut people down just because of your broken path?"