"The family has suffered such a huge change, and it should be inseparable from the person in front of me. I originally wanted to use it, but now it seems that I have to get rid of you. No matter which family you sent you, I will cause such a huge loss to my Zhuotai family, and I will be extremely sorry for you." Zhuotai looked at Luo Tian, ​​who was indistinguishable from Mr. Dongfang of his family, with a gloomy face and snorted coldly.

He raised his hand and attracted several close-knit guards: "Depending on the current situation, Mr. Dongfang may suffer both losses with this person. You guys are like this..." Zhuo Tai gave the idea in person.

"Yes, sir." When these people heard this, they nodded immediately, then quietly slipped out and left the manor.

"roar……"

Luo Tian was in a fierce battle. Faced with a master like Dongfang Bubai, he used all his strength without reservation. He took the seven hunting styles, chased the wind, stepped on the waves, broke gold, cracked stones, tragic, hunted and killed, and his fighting power was nearly 20% higher than that of the Xuanwu and Baihu. He really fought with a crazy battle, his body was as strong as the wind and as fast as lightning.

A master who reaches the level of Luo Tian can increase his strength by 20% at once, which is quite powerful. As his realm increases, he can no longer use the seven hunting styles to increase his combat power. It is impossible to improve a realm like the white tiger and the black tung. It is impossible to increase his strength to reach a certain bottleneck. It is difficult to improve a little bit. Of course, Luo Tian used the seven hunting styles to prevent his potential from stimulating his strength. It is just a large amount of real power consumption.

"Chi! What sect are you? Why are your kung fu so complicated? And you are so proficient, you can still use your combat power. It's good, I'm becoming more and more interested in you."

Dongfang Bubai's eyes became heavier and he whispered softly, but his hands were not idle. The coils were stimulated by her internal force, like steel wire, the coils automatically rotated, and colorful lines shot towards Luo Tian, ​​like a net of heaven and earth, extremely strange. No matter how strong Dongfang Bubai in the movie was, it was a movie made after all, but Dongfang Bubai in this reality was indeed extremely terrifying. The clouds and winds were light and the threads were shot, as if all the creatures in the world were in her control.

"Puchi, puchi!"

Although Luo Tian had all his strength to deal with it, his true power was extremely powerful, but he was still penetrated by two silk threads and blood was splattered everywhere.

"Bastard!" Luo Tian yelled. He had never suffered such a great loss for so long. The true power was shocked and suddenly broke the silk thread. The black gold head in his hand was flying up and down. He was actually controlling it with the true power to avoid the vital points of his body. He was fighting through the terrifying woman's silk thread and rushed to Dongfang Bubai's face with strange steps. He threw his head out, making a whimpering sound, spinning, trying to cut off the terrifying woman's head. At the same time, he took action, his left hand was like a hook and his right hand iron fist, and he used three-pronged approaches to defeat him.

"Hmph, looking for death!" Dongfang Bubai snorted coldly, his body rolled in the air, and at the same time, he flipped his bare hands and forced a palm against Luo Tian.

"Swoosh..." The head rotated back, without making any contribution, was caught by the retreating Luo Tian, ​​bullied himself in his hand and fought with this woman. The woman was truly powerful and her power was not weaker than her. Luo Tian was very confident in his strength, and he did not get an advantage in melee battle, which made Luo Tian very helpless and fell into a hard battle for a while.

"Bang!" Luo Tian finally got the opportunity and punched Dongfang Bubai's shoulder. If it were someone else, this punch could smash his shoulder blades. However, Dongfang Bubai just let out a painful cry and took two steps back. At the same time, a thread penetrated Luo Tian's body again, only about two centimeters away from his heart.

"No, if you continue to fight like this, I have to tell you that this place is too strong. This terrifying woman is worthy of being called Dongfang Bubai. In addition, the people of the Zhuotai family are still eyeing each other in the dark and cannot capsize in the gutter." Luo Tian thought to himself, and blood lines on his body flowed down, almost soaking his clothes. With the real power, it hurts so much that it hurts.

"Stinky woman, one day, I will come back and deal with you with my own hands! See if you are a man or a woman!" Luo Tian shouted loudly, and flipped his palm and shot at Dongfang Bubai.

"Bang..." Dongfang Bubai bounced casually, and a silk thread shot out like lightning. In the middle, a slight explosion sounded, and a smell of gas drifted in the wind. It turned out to be a one-dollar lighter.

"Damn it! Let him run away."

When Dongfang Bubai wanted to chase after him, Luo Tian was already fifty meters away and was about to run away. It was the first time that the dignified Xiaoyao King was forced to such an extent by a woman.

There is no way. With Luo Tian’s current realm and strength, he is really no match for her. He can fight until now, with only one breath. This Dongfang Bubai’s realm must have reached the late stage of entering the saint, which is exactly the realm he has always dreamed of.

One realm is a day of shattering. Even if you use Luo Tian’s martial arts to open your fu, you cannot fight across borders. After all, it is too difficult. Especially when a master who has entered the Saint Period wants to kill the enemy across one realm, it is really against the will of heaven. Being able to fight with this woman until now, although he is seriously injured, he has also injured Dongfang Bubai. It is already an impressive record when it is passed.

Otherwise, ordinary masters in the middle stage of the Saint would have been defeated against Dongfang Bubai in the late stage of the Saint, and they would not even have the power to fight back. Luo Tian not only fought with her for so long, but he could still hurt her, and his record was enough to be proud.

"What a powerful skill, he speaks in a scattered manner, does not play cards according to the rules, has a variety of skills, but is extremely proficient, and has direct moves, extremely sharp, and has the style of a passionate soldier. Could it be that he is the famous Xiaoyao King in China in recent years?"

Looking at Luo Tian's back, he disappeared into the manor. Dongfang did not chase after him, and he whispered softly. His stunning face frowned slightly, looked a little dazed. He reached out to stroke his right shoulder, took a deep breath, adjusted for a moment, and returned to her residence like a red cloud under the night.

The violent scene finally became quiet. The wide lawn was filled with pits and dust, and the turf rolling was all traces after the war.

"I didn't expect that this man in black had such a high skill, and even Mr. Dongfang could not keep him. Who was he?"

Zhuo Tai led the people out, his face was gloomy and his eyes flashed, he muttered softly, he glanced at Mr. Dongfang's direction, and came forward to greet him intentionally, but I'd better forget it. This woman is changeable by nature, so it's better not to mess with her. Despite this, Zhuo Tai still bowed his hand to Dongfang Bubai's residence and said a few words of thanks.

"Sir, what should we do now?" Zhuo Tai also had some confidant guards, all of whom were above the top, but after watching the matchup of experts tonight, they felt ashamed of themselves. They felt that their two brushes were like children playing house in other people's eyes, restraining their arrogant expressions. At this moment, a guard asked respectfully.

"He can't run away, hum, remember, don't talk to anyone about what happened tonight, Bachai, you can take someone to pick up the young master." Zhuo Tai looked at the direction where Luo Tian left, couldn't help but sneer, and whispered to a guard under his command.

"Yes, sir." The guard agreed, waved his hand, and hurriedly left the manor with a few people.

Besides, Zhuque, Wang Xiaohan and Baihu drove the car and followed the route set in advance. When they ran a hundred kilometers, they encountered a roadblock ahead. Several cars were crossing the middle of the road, and they were fully armed and ready for battle. Several people even carried rocket launchers.

"Damn it, I really invested a lot! Damn!" Baihu, who was sitting in the car, was shocked when he saw this formation. He couldn't help but curse, picking up a gun and preparing to start shooting.

"Don't be impulsive, it's your own people." Zhuque hurriedly stopped Baihu. According to the prior agreement, it should be Master Basong who came to pick him up. Zhuque had already seen the old man, wearing primitive clothes, but now he was wearing black clothes and standing among the crowd, looking anxiously.

Zhuque stopped the car from afar, and the headlights flashed three times in a row, which was a secret code.

"It's your own person to take over, hurry up, please help." Seeing the signal from the other party's car, Basong, who had been waiting anxiously, couldn't help but be overjoyed and hurriedly called someone to run over. Not to mention that this old man ran so fast, he deserved to be from the Hunyuan Tribe.

Zhuque, Wang Xiaohan and Baihu got out of the car and met.

"Haosen fighting arena, won fifteen consecutive games, and is comparable to the boxing champion. I will be lucky to see my true face today." Basong is a skilled Huaxiazhi. He smiled when he saw the white tiger step forward.

"The old man laughed and came to pick him up late at night. I am so grateful!" Baihu thanked.

"Okay, get in the car first. When Shan was not talking, Xiaoyou Luo ordered that you must be sent out of the country. I cannot bear the burden!" Basong did not dare to stay here for too long. Although the Bagan tribe is also a very powerful tribe, it is generally uncontested and cannot be compared with the big family like Manda. This time he dared to come to pick him up. It can be seen that this old man still has a lot of feelings for Luo Tian, ​​thanking him for saving his life back then.

"White Tiger, what are you going to do?"

After seeing Baihu sending him and Wang Xiaohan to Basong's car, he turned around and walked towards the previous car. Zhuque couldn't help but scream.

"My life is the boss, I have to go back. Zi Yan and the old man first, and I will come when I go." Bai Hu grinned. He did not return before because Zi Yan and Wang Xiaohan. He wanted to save the boss, but he didn't want his woman to get in. Now Zi Yan and Wang Xiaohan are safe, so he can go back with confidence.

"No, Baihu, wait for me, I'll go too." Zhuque jumped out of the car.

"And I!" Wang Xiaohan was about to get out of the car with his machine gun. She now realized that she had misunderstood this White Tiger. The degree of affection and friendship was beyond her imagination. Such a man was indeed worthy of Zhuque's love. Otherwise, Wang Xiaohan would really look down on him.
Chapter completed!