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Always strive for the first place in everything - this is the rule that Luo Cheng set for himself when he was six years old.

Today, in the Mausoleum of the Qin Emperor, he did it again.

"Bang!" A cloud of blood burst out of the void, opening his mouth like a human face and spitting out, squirting out Luo Cheng the first one from within.

Luo Cheng fell on the hard rock, and before he had time to understand the surrounding situation, he saw the blood-red face make another "bang" sound, and spit the second unlucky guy out of his mouth.

Although Luo Cheng has always disliked gossip, he can't help but wonder who will fall this time.

Unexpectedly, the first thing that caught my eye was not a human figure, but a ...... A big stick with a thick mouth ten zhang long, falling from the sky!

What's even more terrifying is that if your vision is correct and the calculation is correct, after one tenth of a breath, this big stick will be pestled straight on your chest, and the error between the front and back and the left and right will definitely not exceed half an inch!

"Your uncle!" After completing the accurate visual inspection and calculation, Luo Cheng was cold, and involuntarily burst out with a swear word, and at this moment, he didn't care about the demeanor of the world's most beautiful man, and desperately rolled sideways.

"Keng!" The Tongtian Jasper Pillar plunged straight into the rock that Luo Cheng was lying on it a moment ago, and it was more than six feet deep before it stopped.

Luo Cheng was pushed a few feet away by the huge shock wave, and he thought to be safe, looking at the jasper pillar that was trembling slightly, and the rock that was blown apart, and spat lightly on the strand of black hair that was hanging down.

He sat up slowly, and began to bend up his messy hair and wrinkled clothes, not noticing that a cloud of green had fallen from the blood cloud again, smashing into the top of his head with lightning speed.

By the time Luo Cheng realized that the situation was wrong, the thing was already close at hand, and there was no way to dodge. Seeing that he was about to be smashed by this murder weapon that fell from the sky, Luo Cheng's superb skills for more than ten years of family learning finally played a role, and even maintained the calm and calm of Mount Tai when he collapsed in front of him.

He calmly raised his head, and immediately figured out the volume, weight, and fall trajectory of the free-falling object at high altitude, and then came up with at least seven blocking moves and eleven ways to unload the force in a snap of his fingers.

"Bang!" This felt like being smashed on the chest by Li Yuanba's drum urn and golden hammer, Luo Cheng's eyes were full of Venus bones falling apart, and his two arms "Ka Ka Ka ba" groaned in pain and lost consciousness.

After a while, he swallowed a mouthful of hot blood stasis, lowered his head to look at the beautiful girl in green who fell from the sky and fell into his arms, and comforted her in an irresistible confident tone: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

Tang Xuesheng's hand had already grabbed the Tongtian Jade Pillar, but at the moment when she was about to smash it on Luo Cheng's head with a stick, she saw the other party's clear and almost innocent eyes, and immediately snorted and put away the big stick, stretched out her hand to support him on the shoulder, and stood up from her arms.

She stared around, only to see that she and Luo Cheng were instantly teleported into a barren space-time mezzanine by the turbulence. The void above was pressed very low, and the closest place to the ground was only forty or fifty zhang, and there were colorful and bewitching streamers, and perhaps a little touch would cause a shocking thunderbolt to flash down.

The land was devastated, the gray-brown rocks were mottled with countless grimaces carved into the surface. Each grimace was as big as the table top of the Eight Immortals, and its expression was hideous and painful, constantly twisting and twitching, making all kinds of fierce and violent facial expressions.

On these grimaces, some of the 700,000 unjust souls of the people who were ordered to excavate and build the tomb of the Qin Emperor were imprisoned, they were like desperate prisoners abandoned in this land of nothingness, absorbing the yin and evil qi all day long, and after more than 800 years of refining, they gradually became terrifying existences, and once released, they were enough to destroy half of the worldly realm.

Seeing this scene, even Tang Xuesheng, who had never been afraid of heaven and earth, couldn't help but hesitate and carefully searched for a way to leave this ghost place.

At that moment, a dark yellow hole suddenly cracked in the sky, and something fell.

"Be careful!" Luo Cheng's eyes were quick, and he lightly stretched his ape arm to take the falling object into his hand, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Dare to love, what he caught was a half-roll of broken bamboo slips, which were empty and faintly flowed with a pale cyan halo full of strange spiritual power.

Before he could figure out what this thing was for, a black shadow suddenly shot out of the dark yellow sky mark, which turned out to be a white-haired old man wearing a bronze mask, and he couldn't help but say that it was like a giant swooping down, probing his claws into the top of Luo Cheng's head, and coldly snorting in the jerky Da Sui official dialect: "Give it to me!"

Tang Xuesheng jumped up and volleyed. Although she is a descendant of the Tang Sect, she has never liked to use poisonous weapons, but is more accustomed to solving problems with force.

At this moment, the palm she used was the same, without any change in tact, without the slightest innate charm and dexterity of a woman, like an indestructible piece of pig iron directly fanned the head of the old man in black.

The old man in black snorted contemptuously and coldly, and his claws were clenched into fists and slammed into Tang Xuesheng, wanting to eat the other party with his skills.

"Bang!" The fists and palms struck, Tang Xuesheng's cherry lips snorted and overflowed with a bloodshot, and the entire jade palm of Ao Xue and the frost suddenly became like a transparent blood-red agate, emitting a thick cold mist, and the delicate body flew out diagonally.

The swooping momentum of the black-clothed old man was also completely disintegrated, and a silver palm mark appeared on his fist that penetrated through the vein gate, and his body shook and retreated three feet with a startled sound.

"Keng!" Luo Cheng grabbed the five-hook god flying silver spear and rushed to attack, and shouted in his mouth: "What person? I am an officer of the Great Sui Praetorian Guard, and now I suspect that you are suspected of committing a crime, so I will immediately lie down and be examined!"

He said twenty-nine words, and shot ninety-two shots, the guns were fierce and fierce, and then the whole person was wrapped in an overwhelming dazzling number of guns, like a silver hedgehog throwing its body and smashing at the other party.

"Bang, bang!" The old man's fist lit up with a dazzling red glow, and he unhurriedly slammed his fist on the five-hook divine flying silver spear. Every time the fist and gun collided, the barrel of the gun would burst out with a trembling roar, shaking violently.

If it were someone else, a few punches would have been scattered. But Luo Cheng's gun moves can be constantly adjusted and changed with the vibration of the gun, and he pushes the boat down the river with the help of his strength, like a silver snake dancing wildly, and he only took advantage of the situation to withdraw from the war group after using all the ninety-two Luo family's "desperate guns".

His face was pale, and his hands were all cracked, but he raised his hand to wipe the blood droplets from his mouth and nose indifferently, pointed his gun at the old man in black, and sneered: "Report your name, your grandfather Luo will not die under the gun!"

But he heard Tang Xuesheng say coldly: "He is the Blood Moon Law King, one of the four great Dharma Kings of the Secret Moon Demon Sect!"

Luo Cheng was stunned and said, "How can it be this devil?"

The old man in black said indifferently: "Give me the bamboo slip." ”

Luo Cheng said hesitantly: "That is the stolen goods of your crime, and it must be confiscated." ”

He is not uncommon to be half-broken bamboo slips, but Fusang wants to snatch things from his hands, but there is no door!

Yamamoto Qihachi shook his head, and showed a pair of sun and moon magic wheels from his cuffs and said, "Then there is no way!"

"Woo-" The blood-red sun wheel roared through the air, suddenly soaring like a mountain, and ten thousand rays of light blasted towards Luo Cheng. At the same time, his moon wheel had also made a move, turning into a beam of frost-like silver-gray divine light that flew towards Tang Xuesheng.

"The sunset shines on the banner, and the moon swells on the river?" Tang Xuesheng's pretty face showed a hint of surprise. For the first time, she saw that there was someone in this world who could use the two great skills of the Great Sun Demon Sect and the Secret Moon Demon Sect at the same time, and the combination was so seamless and natural!

But is this still Yamamoto seven or eight? You must know that this Fusang guy used a moon flame magic knife in the past!

"When!" she unleashed the jasper pillar across the sky, slashing at the moon wheel, her delicate body like thunder, her arms numb.

"Bang!" More than ten zhang away, Luo Cheng's body fell out like a broken kite, obviously suffering a greater loss.

Yamamoto Seven Eight False Push Sun Wheel continued to chase and beat Luo Cheng hard, his body was like a phantom to bully Tang Xuesheng, and his arm grabbed the moon wheel and cut it off like a sickle.

The three of them rolled over and fought to the death in this desolate realm full of life, but until now Luo Cheng still couldn't figure out what the half of the bamboo slips that Yamamoto Qiba grabbed with them was.

But it doesn't matter, no matter who the Dharma King is, if the Fusang guy dares to come to Middle-earth to grab things, then he can only fight to the death!

If you can fight, you have to fight, but you can't fight even more!

Lao Luo's dictionary has never been afraid of these two words, let alone what it means to run away. You can say that this is stupid ignorance, but it is precisely because of this pride and backbone that the prestige of the Five Hook God Flying Silver Spear will resound throughout the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, making the Goryeo barbarians dare not cross the Thunder Pond for decades!

In an instant, Tang Xueshang was surprised to find that Luo Cheng had changed. His face was no longer arrogant and frivolous, and he no longer spoke nonsense, completely integrated into the endless gun intent.

Just like the unsheathed sword with cold light, the expression is focused and rebellious, Ren is so strong that even he is difficult to contend with, the bright silver spear in his hand is still indomitable, always desperately attacking, never defending and never retreating!

His white robe had long been stained red with blood, and his mouth, nose, ears, and eyes were bleeding, but his face was cold and arrogant and resolute, like a piece of solid ice, which could never be shaken and melted, and only a bright silver spear was left in his hand!

It turns out that this is the true meaning of the Luo family's 92-way desperate gun - if the enemy is defeated, it will be extinguished!