"Luo Jiaerlang, let me fight!" Luo Xingchen took out the top-grade mortal-level long sword and waved his hand.

"Kill!" "Kill!"

"Kill the Yang family's miscellaneous things

"Kill!"

The two men instantly crossed more than 20 meters away and fought each other. Thousands of people fought in a melee, and there were constant shouts of killing.

As soon as they met, both sides saw blood and suffered casualties.

Luo Xingchen cut off the spear in the hand of a disciple of the Yang family with one sword, slashing the opponent in half, and his internal organs flowed all over the ground, and the scene was extremely bloody.

Yang Lie held a silver scimitar of the scimitar of the Luo family and then rushed straight to Luo Xingchen.

Luo Xingchen and Yang Lie seemed to have a tacit understanding, and neither of them dealt with other minions. They headed straight to the other's head. They all knew that if the key to the battle was to kill the opponent's leader first, whoever took the initiative in the battle would be, and then the outcome would not be far from being separated.

"Hehe, Luo Xingchen, I've long been like you've experienced your twelve meteor styles." Yang Lie held the blood-stained silver sword of the waning moon and sneered.

"It just so happens that Brother Yang's Can Yue Shang Luo also wants to see him," Luo Xingchen said lightly.

The conversation between the two was like a friend's usual consultation, but the murderous intent contained was also the warriors who were approaching each other were full of fear.

"As it happens, let's take the call!"

As soon as Yang Lie finished speaking, his feet stepped on the ground. The bluestone slabs were like mud. A deep footprint was trampled. Yang Lie turned into a afterimage and rushed towards Luo Xingchen.

Luo Xingchen also moved, and the sword swung blood, and ran towards Yang Lie with a long sword, speeding like a cheetah in the forest. The warrior could only see a white shadow flashing through the outside.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!…

The moment the two of them met, the swords handed over dozens of times. Only the sound of the jingling and steel handed over was heard, and the figures of the two of them were not seen fighting. It can be seen how fast the speed was, and the energy was whispering within ten feet of the surrounding area, and shallow pits shot out on the street.

Both of them have been at the peak of the Ninth Heaven for many years, and are not comparable to those of the warriors like Wang Feng who are just as good as the Ninth Heaven. They are both in the Ninth Heaven. If Wang Feng and Luo Xingchen fight, the former will definitely not last thirty rounds under Luo Xingchen, and there is also a big gap between the same level.

Just when Luo Xingchen and Yang Lie were fighting fiercely, the disciples of the Luo family and the disciples of the Yang family had already fought each other. This time, the people who participated in the war in the two families were over 16 years old. Let me explain here that the adult standard of the Qin Empire was sixteen years old.

The people participating in the war in the two families had at least the fourth level and no one below the fourth level. The melee of thousands of people was spectacular.

"Luoshan, last time you attacked Yuanyang Tower and caused my brother Yang Xiu to die tragically. This time you want you to live!" Yang Xiong's palms turned ashen and he said hatefully.

"Hehe! Yang Xiong, you talk a lot of nonsense. My life is here. If you want it, it depends on whether you have the ability." Luo Shan pulled out the thousand-forged knife and pointed at Yang Xiong and cursed with a sneer.

Those who have revenge take revenge, and those who have resentment seek resentment, the seven elders of the Luo family also faced several elders of the Yang family. Luo Xinghe met with the Yang family named Pan Meng.

Both of them are both acquired ninth level, but they are still hard to tell the difference in a short period of time, and they are not sure of the winner.

The man named Hu Lang was wandering in the battlefield around Yang Lie and Luo Xingchen's fight. His eyes were filled with light, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity. He would find the opportunity to take action and would occasionally reap the life of a Luo family disciple.

The shouts of killing shocked Bailu Town. Even the ordinary people watching the battle were excited and did not feel bloody at all. The law of the world's prey on the weak has penetrated into everyone's hearts, regardless of men, women, age, and even without roots and bones, they still know a few tricks of fist and foot defense.

On the earth, ordinary three or two big men may not be able to take over the weakest women among the civilians of the Qin Empire. Most of the men have been stained with blood. The martial arts style and the strong folk customs can be seen from this. The broken limbs and broken arms rise up from time to time, and the howlings are deafening. The puff sound of the knife cutting into the bone formed a bloody and cruel fighting melody.

The street made of bluestone gradually flowed with blood.

Yang Lie and Luo Xingchen faced each other, and each side took a few steps back. The force released from their feet shattered the bluestone slab. The strong wind rolled up by the energy made the two of them roars whirring. Yang Lie used the recoil force of the palm to widen the distance, and suddenly his soles stepped on the ground, soaring into the sky, and jumped more than three meters high. He held the scimitar of the scimitar with both hands, and the scimitar of the scimitar through the meridians and gathered on the scimitar of the scimitar.

"The waning moon sorrow-the light shines on the moon!"

The scimitar shone brightly, making Yang Lie in the air particularly dazzling. Then he slashed downward towards Luo Xingchen below.

Luo Xingchen was stabbed by the light on Yang Lie's waning moon silver sword. Yang Lie slashed him with a knife and did not act like a hero to take over. He quickly retreated. Before Yang Lie's sword arrived, his energy came first, and it made Luo Xingchen's long hair dance with the wind.

“         Puff!”

Before the sword fell, the sword energy first slashed a deep knife mark on the ground. When the sword was standing on the head, Luo Xingchen's sword suddenly slanted out as if it was a flash in the pan, and he picked Yang Lie's sword style a little, but the weakened sword energy cut a shallow wound on Luo Xingchen's left shoulder. The blood wet the white robe on his shoulder.

Luo Xingchen retreated suddenly and set a distance of several meters from Yang Lie.

Touching the blood on his shoulder, Luo Xingchen smiled faintly and said, "Haha, Brother Yang is so weak that he is not full of food?"

"Hmph! You dare to be stubborn when you die. Today is the day when your Luo family is destroyed." Yang Lie was ridiculed by Luo Xingchen and spoke out in anger. Then he was too lazy to talk too much to say with Luo Xingchen, so he lifted his sword.

"Hehe, I just tried to see if you have made progress over the years! It seems that you have not made any progress now." Luo Xingchen sneered, and then shouted in his heart.

"Twelve Meteor Styles - Meteor Rain Descend!"

The sword in his hand rotates constantly, and the thick internal force is poured into the sword. The sword dances in the air and makes a sound, cutting out countless sword flowers, and the sword energy is everywhere. If the meteor shower is blowing towards Yang Lie, the attack is so fierce that it is like a rainstorm pear blossom,

Swish swish swish swish swish!

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!..."

Yang Lie's face changed. Unexpectedly, Luo Xingchen had such a strong backhand. Then he pulled back the knife and kept waving it beside him. The sword light and sword shadows intertwined. Luo Xingchen's sword energy pierced a hole the size of a fist on the street next to Yang Lie. The long sword in Luo Xingchen's hand was spinning constantly.

"Puff!"

No matter how tight Yang Lie's defense was, he was still a little secret. In the end, Luo Xingchen was shot with a false shot, and a sword energy stabbed into his right chest, penetrated his shoulder, bringing out a large amount of blood mist.

"Ah!" Yang Lie covered his right chest and retreated violently, but the silver sword in his hand kept stopping, blocking Luo Xingchen's sword energy that was chasing him.

Just as Luo Xingchen was about to completely gain the upper hand, Hu Lang, who was wandering around, suddenly jumped up and kicked Luo Xingchen, who was unprepared to deal with Yang Lie.

Luo Xingchen stood on his back and his heart tightened. He knew something was wrong. At the last moment, his body moved to the right two points to avoid the vital points of the vest, but was kicked on the left waist and abdomen. He was shocked by the energy on the kick and injured his liver and internal injuries.

A mouthful of blood surged into his throat, but Luo Xingchen swallowed it again. He turned around and slashed at Hu Lang with a sword, forcing Hu Lang to take a few steps back.

Hu Wei and Yang Lie walked together and stood in front of Luo Xingchen. Luo Xingchen wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Hu Yang and the two of them with cold eyebrows...

(To be continued
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