Chapter 92

"The champion of the field is dizzy. Let's count down three times. If the champion can't stand up after three times, the winner of the contest will belong to the red side player of today."

The commentators in the fighting field explained in extremely reluctant voice.

And then, "three, two, one." When the announcer had spoken as slowly as possible, but he could not wait for the moment when the king of the fighting field stood up, everyone in the audience clearly saw that the fist of Luohe had been in full swing for a long time, which was faster than any previous attack.

And the king of the fighting field was worried about his own life, and there was no defense against the opposite door.

It is a miracle to be hit by a martial arts warrior with eight heart skills. It is a miracle to survive. It is just to see the king of the fighting field who has no eyes and no gods, and his face is covered with blood.

If you can stand up, it will be a reflection.

"I declare that the red side won."

The leader of ancient clock stood up and applauded his disciples sincerely. The smile on his face could not stop. It is worthy of being a disciple of Cangshan school, and it has not disgraced the sect.

Then there were many spectators standing up and clapping for the Luohe River. Before the people who mocked the Luohe River only felt the pain of their face, and immediately left the meeting hall with their heads hooked.

"Hum, let's go." Brocade men dumped a sleeve, with a group of family servants left with a large amount of scattered behind.

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Heishan City, backstage of Dadao field.

"We said well in advance, won the competition, you gave me medicine, lost I paid gold coins, why would it become my arm to make a bet?"

Luo he was calm, but the light burst out of his eyes like interrogation of the prisoner, which made everyone in the scene dare not look down on him.

The management of these fighting fields just now was watched. In front of such a young man who had been well trained and good at the same time, several old management affairs were immediately relieved.

I can't speak for a long time.

Several disciples of Cangshan sect standing behind Luohe were furious. Today, the matter is intended to be targeted. If you don't say it clearly today, you will only get more unfair treatment if you don't say it clearly today.

"Yo, just after winning a small game, I started to take care of it?"

A light, arrogant voice came from the side door, and the man in brocade suit who had just provoked in the audience.

Several panic God of the management saw the men of Jin Fu, immediately like eating the soul of the pill, and then came to live.

The waist was also straight and restored to the way I used to be high.

"Son, you're here."

Jin Fu Man nodded, and several officials stood behind him honestly. "Since you are in my arena, rules of course must be determined by me."

"Is there any question?"

"You!" Several Cangshan disciples behind Luohe had their fist clenched, and they were going to do it. There were so many people in the world who were so faceless.

But was blocked in front of the Luohe River, Luo river with eyes to show the disciples, the disciples found that the face of the people in front of the people also brought help.

Just as Cangshan disciples wanted to do it, a strong resistance force was created in the whole room. The source of the obstruction was the white haired old man behind the men in brocade suit.

The old man was not low in cultivation. The disciples of Cangshan school soon made a judgment and his clenched fist was released.

"Ha ha ha, I thought how many disciples of Cangshan school had, what? "I'm afraid?"

"Was not that a loud clamor?"

The man in brocade clothes saw that his elder deterred the disciples of Cangshan school, and he was more proud. He went directly to Luohe. He wanted to see how angry Cangshan sect disciples could not hold him back.

Unfortunately, when the man in brocade suits approached Luohe, Luohe raised his hand and hit several fists in a row with the arrogant speech at his front mouth.

Brocade men pupil suddenly shrink, do not look at confidence stare Luohe, chest gush a blood.

"Poof..." blood gushed out, splashing more than a meter high. Luohe and Cangshan disciples quickly stepped back a few steps before they were stained with the blood from men in brocade clothes.

"There are really many kinds of disciples of Cangshan school." Luohe wiped his fist, looking down at the men in brocade clothes who fell on the ground and spit blood, making a cold and cold voice.

I am a garbage. I want to insult Cangshan sect disciples by the influence of family? you must be dreaming!

"Master!"

A group of housekeepers screamed and rushed to the men of brocade clothing. The men who had already vomited half a basin of blood in brocade clothes were taken up.

Fortunately, the young master is still a little bit of cultivation, or Luohe can send him to see the king of their family.

"Boy! Find death! "

White haired elder with the fierce momentum toward the Luohe, Cangshan school students have prepared to meet the enemy, the fox elders initially released to deter them.At least, they also had five levels of cultivation in Linghai realm. Among the seven disciples, only Luohe had the highest level of cultivation. The rest of them were martial arts practitioners with seven mental skills. Even so, they did not want to beg for mercy.

Seven hit one, or a half of the body into the soil of the old man, not to have a try.

The elder of Linghu's family had white hair and his feet were hanging in the air to come to the side of Luohe River. Other disciples didn't have time to get close to him. Luohe had been carried to the opposite position.

The white haired elder dragged Luo He's body and pinched Luo He's neck with one hand. Because of his poor breathing, Luohe's face was red, but still a stubborn color.

"Boy? I'd like to see how talented you are. I haven't seen anyone in the world who is not afraid of death. "

"You just have to say that Cangshan sect is not a good school, and its disciples are not. I will let you go, OK?"

The hoarse voice sounded with disdain in the whole backstage. The strength of the white haired elder's hands increased a few points. Luohe's eyes rolled and nearly fainted. But there is still no intention of taking care of the elder with white hair.

The Cangshan sect disciples on one side looked anxious, but it was impossible for elder martial brother Luohe to say such things as abusing the sect and the same school.

The disciples of Cangshan sect looked at each other, and they had a plan in mind. If the old man really dares to do something, they would even kill him and kill him.

"Ha ha ha, OK. It seems that you are tired of living. Then I will help you."

Just when the elder with white hair was about to start, the disciples of Cangshan sect were also ready to go.

In front of the door "bang" a heavy collapse, wearing white ancient clock appeared backstage, "headmaster At the same time, the disciples of Cangshan sect breathed a sigh of relief.

The leader is here. Do you need them?

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