In the scattering and debris flying, the dust finally settled, and suddenly there was loneliness.

When Luo shook off the only dust on the black velvet cloak, he calmly and smiled at the old man with a childish face in front of him.

The old man's body was covered with debris, and his face was full of dust, and he was already gray.

Ahem!

A rapid cough.

The painting style emerges from the collapsed wooden ladder.

As soon as she stood firm, she looked around anxiously.

But what they didn't expect was that the long-bearded old men were all far away from the ruins and looked spotless. And himself, including the second general of the sky and the earth, is already in the center of the attack full of debris, and there is no place on his head and body that is clean and tidy.

Sou.

A moment of gray and white.

The person who looks like a white scholar is floating to the ground with a high spirit.

His light skills were almost to the point of the Het, and at the moment when the fog ball burst when the sun and the sky were swallowed, the white scholar swept into the air. When the house collapsed and the dust was raised, he had already unknowingly flashed away from the scene, avoiding the embarrassment of debris flying and dust on his face.

Oops!

"It's really exquisite. ”

The white scholar stood in front of the crane-haired and child-faced old man, but he was facing Luo Jingfeng.

An expression of interest instantly stirred up on his face.

"It's still a matter of where and where! ”

Luo Jingfeng's face was elated.

He turned around and glanced at the bearded old man, but he stood still in a dashing manner. When the whole process is over, it is to move forward with a high spirit.

Ha ha!

A hearty laugh.

"If you look at my brothers and sisters, and then at your brothers and sisters, you will understand what the difference is in the essence. ”

He stood on the pile of miscellaneous items only two steps away from the white scholar, looking dignified.

Oops!

A voice that seemed to be laughing but not laughing.

"It doesn't mean much, but I think you can guess what's next. ”

The white scholar rotated the giant trombone pen in his hand, but the tip of the pen was aimed at Luo Jingfeng.

"All I can think of is that you're dying more ugly than anyone else. ”

Luo was frightened and calm, revealing a hippie smile.

Due to the urging of the force, the sun and the sky must have been in his hands, trembling, and there is a feeling of shaking and floating.

"Get out of the way. ”

A fierce shout.

The crane-haired and child-faced old man stretched out his arms sharply and grabbed the white scholar.

"Today, I want him to die. ”

Oops!

Another nasal sound.

The white scholar retreated to the other side, but there was a look of contempt on his face.

"Don't get excited, beware of demons. It's all this age, but why don't you know how to be stable!"

Luo stepped back, widening the distance between them.

He left enough space for the wave of the sun and swallowing the sky, of course, he also knew very well in his heart that the next moment was the time for the crane-haired and child-faced old man to save face and fight hard. It is also an opportunity to present the most exquisite martial arts.

Hmph, hum!

Continuous nostril jets.

The old man with a childish face was already so angry that he couldn't speak. His purple face, in the moment of crawling rust. A pair of firm, yet powerful arms flipped and waved. When the left foot stepped forward, there was a lot of dust, and when the left foot moved, it brought debris through it.

After all, he is the number one warrior, although he is appointed by Wang Mang, his essence should not be underestimated.

Sou.

In the black flash and whirlwind, Luo frightened the wind and rushed straight up, and in the blink of an eye, he was already in the air.

Waving his arms and beard, the silver is shocked.

In his waves, the sun and the sky must be swirled and danced in the stars. Suddenly, a round of silver halo swept through the sky. On the ruins, it was already dim and dull, and the slanting sunlight sprinkled in the moment of the halo reflected ten thousand white lights, shining brightly.

Although facing the crane-haired and child-faced old man and the unfathomable strange martial arts, Luo Jingfeng did not have the slightest fear, and was ready for the most drastic preparations. While he waved his arm to cover the sun and swallow the sky, the strength of his whole body had already gathered in the palm of his hand, and with the emanation of the wave, it was stimulated to the whisker whip.

This moment.

In front of the chest of the crane-haired and child-faced old man, his arms were waving and flipping, and the strong wind wrapped the huge fog ball where the true qi had gathered, which had turned into a dark gray. On the sphere, there was no fog hairspring, but it shone with a dark light.

Suddenly.

The forest light flashed rapidly, and the fog ball rose into the air and began to circulate and flutter.

Luo frightened the wind and drove the halo, flying upward, and the moment it brushed the surface of the fog ball, the halo silver light once again covered the sky above the fog ball.

He dodged the attack of the fog ball, and in the flash, he had a plan.

Although the fog ball is huge and round, it is floating in mid-air, because the volley of internal force is not so flexible and fast. And the crane-haired and childish old man, with his eyes wide open, always watching the drift of the fog ball, did not care about his own exposure at all.

When a look of joy appeared, Luo Jingfeng turned his body, pulled through the halo and rotated, but aimed at the head of the crane-haired and child-faced old man, and fell sharply.

The next moment.

It's another life-and-death contest, and it's an unpredictable chill.

For.

A dull and terrifying blow.

The moment the halo disappeared, the sun swallowed the sky and whiskers were whipped on the head of the crane-haired and child-faced old man.

Wow!

The screams echoed in horror.

The crane-haired and child-faced old man, the moment he held his head with both hands, the blood flowed like a torrent.

Boom.

There was a bang.

The huge fog ball exploded in mid-air, and as the mist drifted away, the gossamer of true qi flew through.

Crackling.

A crunch of whipping on the body.

The robe of the crane-haired and child-faced old man who stopped his waist fell in an uproar, and a deep whip mark on his waist was already blurred with flesh and blood, and white bones were clear.

Luo Feng retreated, and waved his arm again.

Swish.

The giant pen swiped through the air, bounced back and shot down again.

The white scholar's shocked expression changed to a calm expression when the huge pen swung to cover the sun and swallow the sky.

He saw the hope of winning the day and swallowing the sky, and the moment he withdrew the huge pen in his hand, he began to speak in a tricky way.

"Don't always think that this trick of yours is a masterpiece that can be used to conquer the world. In my opinion, it is a little bit of carving insect skills, and there is no fanfare. There are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky, I think you know this truth better than me. ”

Luo couldn't help but laugh, but when he slowly narrowed the corners of his eyes, a smile had already climbed up his cheeks.

When the white scholar's huge pen swung back to cover the sun and swallow the sky, he already understood in his heart. To deal with the white pure scholars, you can't use the twitching of the sun and swallowing the sky at all.

"Pull your eggs, if you want to break into the world, who is successful with one trick and one style. It seems that you are still a scholar, and you don't even have the least common sense, and you want to mingle in the rivers and lakes, and you are ashamed to teach me a lesson. ”

Luo Jingfeng retracted his beard to cover the sun and swallow the sky, and when he tied it at his waist, it was another natural and chic move. When the hands are thrown back, the black velvet cloak flutters in the wind. Then he crossed his hands and grabbed the front of the cloak, and looked at the white scholar in front of him with a smile.

"Can you guess how you died?"

Speaking in a low and contemptuous voice, the white scholar began to play with the huge pen in his hand again.

Hi hi!

"I haven't really thought about this, but I've figured out what it would look like for you to die a miserable death. ”

Luo frightened his eyebrows and danced.

"You really think of yourself as a good person. ”

"Whether it is expected or not, it depends on the final result, some things are immeasurable, and some things are of course expected. ”

"Do you have an accurate estimate of the end of today's meeting?"

"Is there an estimate, you should look and ask again. ”

Luo Jingfeng smiled indifferently, let go of his crossed hands, looked away from the white scholar's face, and turned his upper body to look around.

"Haven't you seen such a result?"

"What can this be regarded as a result, you can rest assured, although you have killed an old man who is ranked first, it does not mean that you are already victorious. ”

The white scholar shook his head slightly, but looked around.

"Today's matter must be brought to an end, and I want you to die without a place to be buried, and even more so that the anti-thief gang will fall apart and be useless. ”

The words of the painting style instantly aroused Luo Jingfeng's angry expression.

He pointed to the crane-haired child-faced old man who fell to the ground, and then raised his arm and waved, pointing to the painting style with a stunned face, and shouted sharply.

"A lot of things are not that I'm doing too much, it's that you're pushing too hard. Of course, I don't want you all to die, especially you, because you're a woman. I let it go a few times, not because of how powerful and exquisite you are, it's just that I don't want to kill women, let alone hurt women. ”

The sharp but resentful eyes stared tightly at the face of the painting style.

Yo!

"Do you mean to let me go today?"

Under Luo Jingfeng's watchful gaze, the painting style took a step closer in silence.

Ha ha!

An unnatural, helpless laugh.

"You really don't have the slightest shame, it's just a matter of time. And you have been like this again and again, and you have thought about it carefully, today, can I still let you go?"

Luo Fengfeng's eyes flashed, and he was already glaring angrily.

Maybe it wasn't her stirring and talking, which hadn't made Luo frightened and murderous. But at this moment, he was already angry to the point of unimaginable. Although Daddy's death was committed by Yan You, if there was no whistleblower from the painting style, he would not have died in the battle.

Because the painting style is a woman, he counted this account on Yan You's head. originally wanted to be eliminated in Yan You's death, but at this time, he had to find a reason to let the painting style die in his own hands. Of course, to avenge your father, there is no distinction between men and women.

After deep thought, Luo Jingfeng calmed down.

Babble!

"Stop talking nonsense with her. ”

In the midst of a light shout, Chu Tianmei took a sword and walked quickly from the side of the ruins.

Sou.

A touch of white.

The white pure scholar floated slightly above Luo Jingfeng's head, and the huge pen was thrown out by his hand in his rapid flight, and hit Chu Tianmei, who was striding forward.

Yes!

An exclamation.

The moment the giant pen bounced back, Chu Tianmei lost her voice and fell.