Come to The Peak

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"Luo Jiaerlang, fight with me!" Luo Xingchen took out the top grade fan sword and waved his hand.

"Kill!" "Kill!"

"Killed the Yang Family

"Kill!"

The two men and horses crossed a distance of more than 20 meters in an instant, and the intertwined battles fought together.

As soon as they met, the two sides saw blood and were injured.

Luo Xingchen cut off the spear in the hands of a disciple of the Yang family with a sword and split the other side in half. The internal organs flowed and the scene was extremely bloody.

And Yang Lie, holding a silver remnant moon scimitar, beheaded a Luo disciple and went straight to Luo Xingchen.

Luo Xingchen and Yang Lie seemed to have a tacit understanding. They didn't deal with other babies. They went straight to the owner of the other party. They all knew that the key to the battle was who would kill the leader of the other party first. They have taken the initiative in the battle, so it is not far from the victory.

"Hey, Luo Xingchen, I'm already like your twelve-style meteor," Yang Lie sneered, holding the blood-stained Moon Moon Sword.

"Just as Brother Yang's remnant Yue Luo also wants to see," Luo Xingchen said lightly.

The dialogue between the two is just like a regular friend's discussion and advice, but the intention of killing, but the other martial arts close to him are all trembling.

"That's it, let's go!"

As soon as Yang Lie's words fell, his feet slammed on the ground, and the street surface of the bluestone slab was muddy. He was trampled out of a deep footprint, and Yang Lie turned into a residual image and swept away from Luo Xingchen.

Luo Xingchen also moved, and the blood on the sword fluttered, and he ran to Yang Lie with his sword. The speed was like the cheetah in the forest. The appearance of the warrior could only see a white shadow flashing.

Ding! Ding! when! when! ...

The two swords handed over dozens of times when they met each other. They only heard the sound of Jin Ming's iron and steel transfer, but they did not see the fighting. It can be seen where the speed is fast, and the energy is rattling within a square of the surrounding area, and shallow holes are shot in the street.

Both of them have entered the peak of Jiuzhong Heaven for many years. They are not comparable to the warriors who are as early as Jiuzhong. They are also Jiuzhong Tian. They exchanged Wang Feng and Luo Xingchen, and the former definitely did not walk under Luo Xingchen for thirty rounds. There is also a big gap between levels.

When Luo Xingchen and Yang Lie fought fiercely, the disciples of the Luo family and the disciples of the Yang family were killed together for a long time. This time, the two people who participated in the battle were over 16 years old. Let me explain here that the The adult standard is sixteen.

Each of the two people participating in the war had at least a quadruple sky, and no one under the quadruple sky. The melee of a thousand people is so spectacular.

"Luoshan, the last time you sneaked into the towers and killed my brother Yang Xiu, this time it took you to life!" Yang Xiong's palms became iron blue, he said resentfully.

"Hey! Yang Xiong, you and his nonsense are so much, Lao Tzu's life is here, if you want to see if you have that ability" Luo Shan took out a thousand forging knives, pointed at Yang Xiong and sneered and cursed.

With revenge and resentment, the seven elders of the Luo family also met the elders of the Yang family. Luo Xinghe met with the Yang family named Pan Meng.

Both of them are also Jiuzhong the day after tomorrow, but in a short period of time, they are also inextricably bound and indiscriminate.

The one named Hu Lang walked around the battlefield where Yang Lie and Luo Xingchen fought, and his eyes were like a serpent waiting for opportunity. Look for the time to make a shot, and from time to time you will reap the lives of a Luo family disciple.

The shouting and shaking shook the town of Bailu. Even the ordinary people watching the battle around saw the blood boiled and did not feel bloody. The rule of weak and strong food in the world has penetrated into everyone's heart, regardless of gender, regardless of age, even if there is no root. He has not practiced martial arts, and he knows a few ways to defend himself.

On the earth, ordinary three or two big men may not win the weak women among the civilians of the Great Qin Empire. Most men were bloody. The martial arts style and the sturdy folk style can be seen from this. From time to time, the stump and broken arm rose to the sky, wailing and deafening. The snoring of the knife into the bone constituted a **** and brutal fighting melody.

The bluestone paved street was gradually filled with blood.

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Yang Lie and Luo Xingchen met each other, and both sides took a few steps back, and the force released from their feet crushed the bluestone slab. The strong wind whizzed up the robes of the two. Yang Lie used the anti-seismic force of that palm to pull away. Suddenly, his soles slammed on the ground, soared into the sky, and jumped more than three feet high. The clenched scimitar was clenched tightly with both hands, and the energy emerged through the body through the meridians, converging on the scentilled scimitar.

"The waning moon-the moonlight is shining!"

The silver machete was magnificent, making Yang Lie in the air extremely dazzling. Then he slammed the Luo Xingchen down.

Luo Xingchen was stabbed slightly by the brilliance of Yang Lie ’s silver knife. Yang Lie did not stab the hero to make a hard connection, and his body quickly retreated. Yang Lie did not arrive first, and his energy went first, blowing Luo Xingchen. His long hair danced wildly in the wind.

"Oh!"

Before the knife fell, the knife gas first cut a deep knife mark on the ground. When the knife stood up, Luo Xingchen's sword suddenly appeared, and he suddenly emerged obliquely, picking Yang Lie's knife style a little, but weaken The stabbed gas cut a shallow wound on Luo Xingchen's left shoulder. Blood drenched the white robe on his shoulders.

Luo Xingchen retreated, and opened a few meters away from Yang Lie.

Touching the blood on his shoulders, Luo Xingchen smiled lightly. "Oh, how can Brother Yang be so weak and weak, isn't he full?"

"Huh! You dare to speak hard when you are dead. Today is the day when your Luo family will be destroyed." Yang Lie was mocked by Luo Xingchen, and he was so angry that he was too lazy to talk with Luo Xingchen too much and raised his knife.

"Hey, I just tried to see if you have made progress in these years! Now it seems that you still haven't made much progress." Luo Xingchen said with a sneer, and then he drank violently.

"Meteor Twelve-Meteor Rain Fall!"

The long sword in the hand keeps spinning, and the thick inner strength is poured into the long sword. The long sword dances in the air, making countless sword flowers. The fierce split head covered his face and shot, the offensive was fierce, just like a rainstorm pear flower,

Huh!

"Ding Ding Ding Ding! ..."

Yang Lie's face changed, but Luo Xingchen had such a strong backhand. Then he withdrew the knife and waved beside him. The sword and light were intertwined. Luo Xingchen's sword stabbed one by one on the street next to Yang Lie. Fist-sized potholes. The sword in Luo Xingchen's hands kept spinning.

"Oh!"

Yang Lie's defense was tighter, but there were times when it was one hundred secrets and one sparse, and finally Luo Xingchen stunned a shot, and a sword spiking on the right chest, came out through the shoulders, bringing up a large blood mist.

"Ah!" Yang Lie covered his right chest and violently retreated, but the silver moon knife in his hand did not stop, blocking Luo Xingchen's relentless sword energy.

Just as Luo Xingchen was almost completely gaining the upper hand, Hu Lang, who was walking around, suddenly jumped up, kicked himself, and kicked back at Luo Xinchen, who was unprepared.

Luo Xingchen stood on the back with a cold hair, his heart was tight, and he didn't know well. At the last moment, his body moved to the right by two minutes, avoiding the vitality of the vest, but was kicked on the left waist and the strength of that foot. The shock caused liver damage and internal injuries.

A burst of blood rushed into his throat, but Luo Xingchen swallowed again, turned and slanted his sword towards Hu Lang, forcing Hu Lang back a few steps.

Hu Wei and Yang Lie came together and stood in front of Luo Xingchen. Luo Xingchen wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and his eyebrows stood up to Hu Yang ...

(To be continued