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Luo Yunhe was in no mood at this time, even if he knew that this person had killed his son, he couldn't resist at all, the psychology of relying on the strength of the crowd was instantly crushed, and what he did was like a joke. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Luo Yunhe's face was pale at the moment, and his face changed several times unconsciously, as if he was humiliated, secretly thinking about how to get out, obviously this red-furred man had no solution to the beam under him, as long as he tried to delay the time, he would be able to escape and ascend to heaven when the head of the family arrived.

At this time, the long sword of the red-furred man was on his neck, the long sword was sharp, and it seemed that with a little force, he would become a headless corpse.

Luo Yunhe and Jiang Yangsheng are among the people in the rank of the Great Zhou Dynasty at the same time, but the two have essential differences, Luo Yunhe is a small step by step to this step, but Jiang Yangsheng is different, Jiang Yangsheng's sword is on the side, from the corpse of the person step by step to this step, killing more people, Jiang Yangsheng's bones are even more exuding a killing atmosphere, more precisely, it should be a kind of anger.

It's just that Jiang Yangsheng's reckless advancement will leave a lot of hidden dangers for himself, and Qin Lostlu, who met in the bamboo sea, told him like this that if he is not treated, there will definitely be a big difference in the future.

"Boy, do you want to be the enemy of our entire Luo family?"

Luo Yunhe said with a gloomy face, and a kind of gloomy duck appeared in his eyes, as long as he delayed the time now, everything would be solved after the old master of the Luo family came.

The corners of Jiang Yangsheng's mouth twitched, and he said coldly: "It is worthy of being a father and son, they are so brainless." Your dead son threatened me like this, except that he went to report to the underworld. ”

Hearing what happened to Luo Yunshu, Luo Yunhe's face was even more embarrassed, but the long sword was in front of him, and he couldn't resist, and resistance was a dead word.

The red-furred man was still standing firmly on the horse's head, the red-fur was so dazzling, and the surrounding Salt Gang disciples were even more silent, they were all shocked by the red-fur man's swift speed just now.

For they saw that the man in the red fur was approaching the horse, holding the horse's head with one hand, and then, like an ape, turned over and stood lightly on the horse's head.

"Boy, if you stop here, our Luo family will turn war with you into a jade silk, and treat you as a guest and worship as a guest?"

Jiang Yangsheng sneered: "Your Luo family is notorious in Qingzhou City, what prestige do you have?

"If you don't believe me, you can swear a poisonous oath. ”

Jiang Yangsheng knew in his heart that this Luo Yunhe was delaying time, waiting for Luo Xiuming to arrive, and when the time came, Luo Xiuming could ensure that he would not die.

"Are you sure that the old master of the Luo family will be able to save your dog's life if he comes?"

Jiang Yangsheng had a hint of mockery on his lips.

Is it the head of the Luo family who is fast, or the Qingque Sword in my hand is fast?

At this time, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on Luo Xiuming's forehead, and the oath just now disappeared, since the red-furred man knew that he was delaying time, then he must have full confidence to kill himself in front of Luo Xiuming.

A trace of panic finally appeared in Luo Yunhe's eyes again, his eyes were gradually entangled with bloodshots, and endless madness emerged in his eyes.

"Do you think I'll let you wait until the old immortal of the Luo family comes to save you?"

"I... I...

Luo Yunhe slapped his ankle and took out a dagger and stabbed Jiang Yangsheng's heart fiercely.

Jiang Yangsheng sneered, and suddenly exerted force under his feet, only to see a red and brown horse that was originally good and good being trampled by a foot, and suddenly a huge force formed fine small ripples on the horse's sweaty skin, from top to bottom, gradually transmitted to the limbs, under this huge force, the four legs were broken in unison, the horse's head smashed on the ground, the dust splashed, and the horse's head burst out, and a deep pit appeared on the ground, and the dead could not die anymore.

And Luo Yunhe was overturned by this force, and he took the opportunity to roll down a long way, wanting to avoid Jiang Yangsheng.

But Jiang Yangsheng rushed to his side a few steps away, and after a kick, Luo Yunhe was kicked out of the distance like a juju, until he hit a pine tree, his body trembled violently, and he vomited blood.

"Junior, so daring!"

On the city wall of Qingzhou not far away, an old man in linen with a pale face and white hair stood on the towering city head and roared angrily, his voice was full of anger, rolling like thunder spread all over the wilderness, as if it exploded in his ears.

The old man roared angrily, his face was pale, and he jumped down from the head of Qingzhou City, hunting in sackcloth, and the old man's beard flew like a fairy, but the old man's face was full of anger and destroyed this image.

He jumped down from Qingzhou City, his body was like a peng spreading his wings, swaying with the wind, and he was gliding in the wind for a long time, after gliding for a distance of about a few hundred meters, the old man landed on the ground with both feet, and in an instant, the ground shook like an earthquake and natural disaster, only to see a deep nest exploded under his feet, and the dust splashed, like the yellow sand flying on the battlefield.

With this huge force, the old man came to Jiang Yangsheng not far away.

It was Luo Xiuming, the old master of the Luo family!

The sneer on the corner of Jiang Yangsheng's mouth became even stronger after seeing this old man, and the Qingque long sword in his hand was stabbed down in Luo Yunhe's terrified shout, piercing his heart and stabbing a hole, and blood splattered immediately.

Luo Yunhe is dying!

"Good, good!"

Luo Xiuming looked at the red-furred man with a gloomy face, and said three good words in a row.

"If I don't take your life today, I will not give up!"

Luo Xiuming said in a deep voice, his palm was already bent into a claw, and almost in the blink of an eye, it flashed to Jiang Yangsheng's side, although Jiang Yangsheng had already been on guard in his heart, but this speed was still beyond his expectations, and he couldn't dodge it, Luo Xiuming came to his own approach, he reached out and pressed a hand on the hilt of the long sword in Jiang Yangsheng's hand, and suddenly exerted force, Jiang Yangsheng felt a huge force coming from the hilt of the sword, and the Qingque Sword couldn't allow him to resist, and was pressed back into the scabbard.

Luo Xiuming's other hand was grabbed in front of Jiang Yangsheng's chest, and with a force, a force came out of the palm, and he wanted to use this to crush the latter's chest, fortunately, Jiang Yangsheng's chest had a close-fitting soft armor, Rao is like this, Luo Xiuming's claw was partially removed, and it came five or six out of ten, Jiang Yangsheng suddenly felt that his chest was stuffy, so painful, his throat was fishy and sweet, and a mouthful of blood stasis was spit out.

Jiang Yangsheng was knocked out of the distance by Luo Xiuming's palm, and broke an arm-thick pine tree to stop the decline.

Luo Xiuming didn't give him a chance to breathe, his figure flashed, and he approached him again, at this time, the blood in Jiang Yangsheng's mouth kept surging, and he wanted to pull out the sword on his waist, Luo Xiuming saw this, sneered, and poked out his claws again, the old state reverted, and the moves were the same as just now.

A swordsman is held down by a long sword and cannot be unsheathed, that is an unsolvable death!

Just as Luo Xiuming grabbed Jiang Yangsheng's right hand with one hand, wanting to break his palm, and pressing one hand on the chest that had collapsed slightly, the palm of one hand was from between the two, this palm was densely printed, and the furrows on the chapped skin were vertical and horizontal, and it was like shriveled bacon, and the skin was very rough.

With a slight shock of this palm, it directly shook the palm that Luo Xiuming was already about to exert his strength, and then lifted Jiang Yangsheng's collar and threw it behind him at will.

Luo Xiuming saw a palm silently poking in front of him, and his heart was even more puzzled, who knew that the strength on this palm was not small, and a shock would disperse the power he had secretly condensed.

Luo Xiuming felt strange in his heart at the moment, and even stretched out a claw to fight with him, who knew that this time the palm was full of strength, obviously that person also did his best, but he suffered a lot of losses under one blow, and his body retreated a few steps backwards.

Luo Xiuming stood up to his figure, but he saw an elegant old student with gray temples standing in front of him, the old student was carrying a yellowed bookcase behind his back, and the remaining hand was holding a greasy turban.

The old student looks elegant, but he looks sloppy and abnormal, the green cloth shirt on his body seems to have not been washed for a long time, it has turned gray, and it is full of greasy, the turban in his hand is also greasy and yellow, and it is full of holes eaten by silverfish, obviously it has not been cleaned for some time.

Lao Sheng shook Luo Xiuming back with a palm, and did not pursue again, but blocked in front of Jiang Yangsheng, his face was joyless and carefree.

Luo Xiuming was shocked back by this old student's palm, his expression was full of shock, and after seeing the appearance of the person who came clearly, he was even more angry in his heart.

His face turned pale, and he said coldly: "Old poor sour, what do you want?"

The old scholar who stepped in sideways glanced at Luo Xiuming, and said softly, "Creation makes people, Luo Xiuming, you can't kill this son in Qingzhou City." ”

The old poor sour spoke, with a straight look and a true color.

After Luo Xiuming heard this, his face became even more gloomy, and he roared in a low voice: "Old poor and sour, do you know that he killed my righteous son and grandson!"

The old poor sour tone was still tepid, "I just want him not to die, for my apprentice, he can't die in this Qingzhou City." ”

"Are you determined to go against me?"

"No, it's just that we're here for different purposes. ”

Luo Xiuming was angry from his heart at the moment, and lost two children and grandchildren in a row, originally the Luo family's status in Qingzhou City was unstable, and this incident will definitely make the Luo family's vitality greatly damaged, and it will not be a grand event, if you don't kill this culprit now, it will only make the Luo family's status worse, and it will be difficult to convince the public in the salt gang, and the status is unstable.

"Old and poor, although I don't know if your ability to retreat in the past few years has grown compared to before, today Luo is asking for advice. ”

The old student didn't care, and immediately reached out and tucked the turban in his hand into his arms at will, and said to himself: "If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, since the will of heaven is like this, why bother struggling." ”

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