"What? He actually took the flying sword with his bare hands?"

Even Luo Xinci's eyes widened, "The third brother will be so powerful, and the flying sword can't hurt him?"

Luo An's mind moved, and he directly erased the divine sense in the sword.

Burst!

Luo Feng, who was counterattacked, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face was extremely ugly, and he was not an opponent when he used magic weapons, so how could he play?

"No, no, I don't believe it, you are a waste material, just more than ten years of life, how can you become so strong? You should be suppressed by Young Master Ben casually, how can you be better than me." Luo Feng shouted hysterically, and the shock was completely realized, and it was unbelievable.

Not only him, but everyone else was also confused, thinking that the eldest young master would easily suppress Luo An when he came back, so Cheng thought it would be this kind of result.

Luo Ziheng was stupid, he wanted to regain face in high spirits, where would he have thought that his son was so vulnerable, the depressed breath made his chest tremble.

"Xinci, this sword belongs to you. ”

Luo An raised his hand and handed the sword to Luo Xinci.

"Thank you, third brother!"

Luo Xinci happily took the flying sword, she has never been accustomed to the style of Luo Ziheng's father and son, and there is nothing uneasy about holding the sword.

"No, no, it's impossible, I'm the Tianjiao of the Luo family, you're not, you're not, you taste my stunt and fall into the sword palm, you must die, die." ”

Luo Feng shouted, where was he willing to admit defeat, and suddenly flew into the air, the breeze under his feet supported him steadily, and that posture was much stronger than his father forcibly pretending to use his true qi to support himself.

"Wow, ride the wind!" another exclamation from the crowd.

"Die!" Luo Feng shouted, swooping down from top to bottom, his palms conjured up dozens of palm shadows and slashed towards Luo An, the palm was wrapped in a gang cover, and there was a hissing sound in the air, as if dozens of sword qi were slashing down, but it really had a bit of the power of a palm sword.

Luo An turned a deaf ear to his furious offensive, and directly reached out and patted it gently.

Syllable!

The majestic sword qi was instantly shot and dispersed, and Luo Feng's seemingly violent offensive was vulnerable, like a broken kite being photographed, and smashed on the wall, smashing the wall more than ten meters, and the whole person fell into the ground for more than three feet.

"This ...... Just filmed it?"

Everyone had a pain in the face, how strong the sword was just now, and the result was also vulnerable, the most important person was just a casual shot, and he couldn't bear it.

That situation reminded them of swatting flies, which was probably easier than swatting flies, so how strong should Roan be?

Luo Feng got up from the ground, his whole body was broken and his bones were broken, where could he fight again, the battle was suddenly trembling, and his gaze at Luo An worshiped fear.

Defeated!

Everyone knew that Luo Dashao was completely defeated, and Luo An understated it from beginning to end, they didn't dare to imagine what kind of realm Luo An was, and even Jin Dan could defeat him casually.

In an instant, Luo Ziheng's face was like ashes, his son was his dependence, and now that his sons were defeated, let alone regaining face, his life could not be saved.

At this moment, he was not going to help his son Luo Feng, but his legs trembled suddenly.

Scared.

I was so scared that I couldn't walk anymore.

Luo Feng's momentum was sluggish, his eyes were terrifying, how could he still be as high-spirited as when he came, he couldn't live forever, at this moment he knew how big the gap was with others, and this gap directly hit the bone marrow of the heart.

"Luo Feng, you can't live if you do your own evil. ”

Luo An walked slowly towards Luo Feng, his steps were not big, but they were like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart with every step, making him feel fear from the heart.

Suddenly, Luo Feng's eyes lit up.

"Luo An, you can't kill me, my master is an immortal, do you know the immortals?

Quickly, Luo Feng took out a jade talisman and crushed it violently.

"Messengers?"

Luo Ziheng also has this kind of transmission talisman, but he was crushed by him, and now that he sees that his son still has a back hand, he suddenly comes to his senses.

Luo An frowned slightly, there is a way to pull up the radish and bring up the mud, Shushan is only hundreds of miles away, if Luo Feng still has to rely on, it will be very troublesome, he is naturally not afraid, but the Luo family is in trouble, what he wants to do is to give the Luo family a stable living environment, instead of leaving a bunch of troubles.

Therefore, Luo An watched him crush the jade talisman and did not move.

Seeing that Luo An didn't move, Luo Feng came to confidence again, "Luo An, I'm afraid, it's too late for you to beg for mercy now, otherwise when the master comes, you will never know again?"

"Smack!"

Luo An slapped him and flew him out.

"You dare to beat my son, his master is an immortal. ”

Syllable!

Another slap, Luo Ziheng was also fanned out.

"You dare to hit me. Luo Feng struggled to get up, just wanted to say something and swallowed it back, there is a way that a good man does not suffer losses in front of him, and now he is not looking for a fight, and when the master comes, there is nothing that can't be solved.

Brush!

A sword flash flashed.

A young Taoist came with a broadsword.

The sword light was still in the distance, and in the blink of an eye, it had fallen into the courtyard like a meteor falling to the ground, and a terrifying pressure descended.

"Flying with a sword, is this an immortal?" The Luo family cheered up again, but when the immortal power came, they didn't dare to take a breath, where would they have thought that they would have the opportunity to meet the immortals.

Even Luo Zimo was nervous, immortals were simply legends to them, high and invincible.

"Master, you're here!"

Luo Feng was overjoyed, and the father and son supported each other and ran towards the Taoist priest.

This person was extremely proud, he didn't look at all mortals, looked at himself with his eyes to the sky, and said, "Feng'er, who hurt you, you are so ignorant, I don't know if you are a registered disciple of my Fengling Immortal?"

feelings, Luo Feng is just his registered disciple, but he was blown into a personal disciple.

But it doesn't matter, his disciple of the Feng Ling Immortals, even if he is a registered disciple, how can he be bullied at will, of course he has to find this field.

"Master, it's him, it's him, you kill him to avenge me. Luo Feng pointed at Luo An, with a fierce look on his face, and a little complacent in his fierceness.

Over there, Luo Ziheng couldn't help but raise his chest, his son's master came, he had confidence again, immortals, he never dreamed that he would have the opportunity to make friends with immortals by relying on his son's relationship.

What kind of glory will that be? In the future, in this Luyuan City, even the city lord will have to salute when he sees himself, hehe, hehe!! relying on this relationship, he can walk sideways in Luyuan in the future, and despise everything.

The more Luo Ziheng thought about it, the more proud he became, and his gaze swept majestically over the Luo family.

(End of chapter)