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"Ha chirp..."

During the gallop, Luohe suddenly sneezed, and immediately stopped abruptly.

what happened?

Do you have a cold?
Unaware at all, Luo He, who had already been targeted by someone, sensed his whole body, and after confirming that there was nothing unusual, he shook his head, pulled many phantoms, and crossed the streets of Heishui City at full speed, heading towards Luohe at the foot of Fumo Mountain. go home.

The figure is extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, the Luo Family Mountain Gate has appeared in the field of vision.

Immediately in the direction of the mountain gate, a guard pulled out his sword from a distance and shouted loudly: "Come and stop, today is the day of the Luo family's trial, idlers are not allowed to enter, if you trespass without permission, you will definitely be killed..."

"Get out of here."

Luo He just roared angrily, and then punched out.

Immediately, the biting fist wind swept over like a raging dragon, crackling, blowing several people with their weapons flying and smashing them to the top of the wall, and then drove them in.

Strong, so strong.

The figure fell to the wall, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

Feeling the turbulence of the air wave, the palm holding the knife was completely numb, and the guard disciple's face was full of horror.

Berserk, invincible.

Not human, more like a ferocious beast.

Is this guy really just a fourth-level disciple of the Luo Family?
He was shocked again and again, and the rest of the guards also climbed up from the ground in a daze. Immediately, one of them shouted: "You dare to break in by force. You really want to die. Let's chase..."

But just as he was about to speak, he raised his hand and slapped him with an ear scraper: "What are you chasing after, this pervert is so powerful, can you beat him if he catches up?"

"But, the Patriarch has an order that we must stop this kid, otherwise, we will have no good fruit to eat..." The man hesitated, a little embarrassed.

Immediately, the person opposite looked at Luo He's leaving figure and said with a sneer, "Of course I know that the Patriarch won't make it easy for us, but the premise is that with this pervert, his position as Patriarch can be preserved."

Although the sky is clear, there are dark clouds in the distance.

There is no doubt that the Luo family is about to change.

……

The Longmen Trial of the Luo family was passed down by Luo Yuanhao, the first ancestor of the Luo family.

Its purpose is to select the elite disciples of the family and focus on training them to revitalize the Luo family's martial arts.

It has been more than 370 years since Luo Yuanhao.

During this process, countless collateral descendants passed the Dragon Gate Trial, thus jumping over the Dragon Gate, changing their identities, and becoming the backbone members of the Luo Family.

Undoubtedly, for all Luo family children, this is an extremely important day that can change their lives and their origins.

The Dragon Gate Trial is majestic and solemn.

However, outside the trial hall at this moment, there were some harsh voices.

"Snapped……"

A crisp slap sounded in my ears, and when a red slap mark appeared on a girl's cheek, her petite and delicate body was also staggered backwards and fell to the ground.

Dressed in a green dress, with tears of grievance hanging on her bulging cheeks, she looked pitiful.

This person is none other than Luo Xiaoxiao.

Despite being slapped on the face, Luo Xiaoxiao still didn't flinch in the slightest.

He just patted the little stone that was pierced by the scratched palm, and the blood flowed from the palm, and then continued towards the door, a mustache manager in charge of registration, about forty years old, holding a pen and paper, kept bowing .

"Please, please wait a little longer, don't close the door, this trial is very important to brother Luohe, please wait a little longer, he will definitely come back soon."

The girl begged in a low voice, but she didn't move the steward in the slightest.

The latter just said coldly: "The trial of the Dragon Gate is a big family matter, how can you just wait for it?"

"But...but..."

Luo Xiaoxiao faltered for a while, glanced at the few disciples of the master's family who walked past calmly, and said, "But, didn't they still go in in time?"

"And the trial hall starts at a quarter of noon, isn't it still a while away?"

He welcomed the children of the main family into the trial hall with a flattering face, and when the steward turned his head and heard this, he immediately burst out laughing with contempt.

"You're just a little maid, why should you compare yourself to the Patriarch's direct line?"

"Besides, registration in the Trial Hall is a matter in my charge. When I say it will start, that's when it will start. When will it be your turn, a little girl, to make irresponsible remarks here?"

Then he waved his hands impatiently and said: "Go, go, get out of here quickly, don't get in the way here, or don't blame me for not being sympathetic."

After he finished speaking, he waved to several guard disciples, as if preparing to close the door of the trial.

Luo Xiaoxiao kept making bows, almost knelt down and kowtowed to the other party, but the other party still seemed unreasonable.

Immediately looking at the other party, he gritted his teeth, rushed over and hugged the other party's thigh and bit down, wanting to delay a little longer.

"what……"

Immediately, a scream rang in his ears, and under the pain, the steward slapped Luo Xiaoxiao's cheek again with his backhand, knocking him to the ground.

Caressing the wound, he continued to gasp and shouted: "You little girl, don't you have the courage to bite me?"

While speaking, his face was ferocious, and he slapped the girl again, bleeding from the corner of the girl's mouth.

At this time, he suddenly approached and mocked: "It's really ridiculous that a collateral disciple who offended the Patriarch wants to participate in the Dragon Gate Trial."

"I'm not afraid to tell you, don't say you begged me today, even if you knelt down and kowtowed, don't try to get in here, you damned, uneducated little bastard."

Scolding in pain, he gritted his teeth, and slapped again.

Immediately, the slap shook slightly, and a hazy halo shrouded it, which turned out to be the circulation of true energy.

Luo Xiaoxiao is an ordinary person with no cultivation foundation.

If such a delicate woman suffers such a blow, she will surely die.

The guards on the side looked sideways when they saw such a scene, feeling that it was too cruel to watch.

Seeing that the opponent was about to slap the girl with a palm, and was about to kill the girl, but the next moment there was a loud bang, as if a thunderbolt exploded in the ear.

Then a gust of violent wind blew more than ten meters away, and when the vase in front of the main hall was blown, several people also staggered back a few steps.

"Where did the guy come from, dare to attack the Luo family's trial hall, courting death..."

While the wind was blowing, the steward just shouted loudly.

When the gust of wind calmed down completely, he looked at his eyes again, only to see a young man in black crystal armor standing in front of the lonely girl before.

Seeing this scene, the steward's originally vigilant expression immediately relaxed, and he said mockingly: "I don't know who is back, so it's you, a brat who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth."

"It's a pity that you came too late. The trial hall has already closed, so you should go back where you came from."

As he said that, he waved his hands contemptuously, as if Luohe was some kind of unnecessary rubbish.

However, Luo He didn't even take a second look at the other party's actions.

He just caressed the girl with pity and heartache, the red five finger marks on her fair and delicate cheeks, and the next moment, a bone-chilling voice came out from between his teeth: "Which hand did it?"

What?
Which hand hit it?
Hearing this, the steward laughed loudly: "Boy, what do you mean? Listen to your tone. Could it be that you still want to avenge this little girl?"

After saying a word, he said with an extremely cold face: "Although I don't know what happened in the Patriarch's hall that day, why the Patriarch is so interested in you, a small collateral disciple."

"However, although I am a steward, I am also an elite disciple of the family, and I have a seven-level cultivation base. If you still want to play wild with me, it is a big mistake..."

He spoke with a full face of arrogance, but the next moment, he felt a flash in front of his eyes, and before he could react to what happened, he felt as if he had been hit by a mountain, spit out a mouthful of blood, and flew upside down four or five meters away .

Before he struggled to stand up, his body sank, Luo He pressed over, and sneered condescendingly: "Are elite disciples really awesome? If I want to hit you, I'll hit you. What's wrong?"

After all, he slapped him directly with an ear scraper, and the opponent who slapped blood spit out blood, his teeth fell out, and said, "Say, which hand did it?"

Warm blood splashed all over his face, it seemed that at this moment, he realized that he had been beaten.

Immediately, his mouth was full of blood, and he said in disbelief, "Hit me? How dare you hit me, you little bastard..."

Before he could say these words, Luohe slapped his ear again, breaking the nose bone of the opponent directly, and also forcibly scattered the true energy that he had just cheered up.

"I fuck you..."

Without any suspense, what awaited him was another slap in the face.

After several blows in succession, the other party's teeth were all blown out.

It was only at this time that he seemed to know that he was afraid, and immediately shouted: "What are you guys doing, why don't you help me?"

As soon as his words came out, several guard disciples around him were shocked.

But at the next moment, Luo He stared coldly and shouted: "Why, do you want to be like him too?"

The voice was cold and piercing, and a murderous aura of extreme horror rushed towards the face, which made everyone turn pale in fright, and then stayed where they were.

The steward was also frightened by the monstrous murderous aura.

Seeing that Luo He was about to call again with a slap, he quickly said, "I said, I'll say right now, the right hand is the right hand."

"Oh, so it's this hand."

Luo He was stunned when he heard this, and the next moment, he directly punched the opponent's left arm.

Immediately, there was a click, and the bone broke in two directly.

Under the severe pain, the steward yelled, "I'll fuck you, it's my right hand, I said I hit her with my right hand."

But as soon as these words came out, Luo He raised his fist again, like a heavy hammer, breaking the opponent's right leg into two pieces.

After being severely injured one after another, the steward wailed in pain, and immediately begged for mercy with bloody nose and tears all over his face: "I was wrong, don't hit me again, I already know I was wrong, please don't hit me again."

However, despite his begging, Luo He just snorted coldly: "Now I know I was wrong, but it's too late."

Immediately, the fist was like a hammer, and he hammered down one after another, breaking the opponent's left leg and right hand one by one. The opponent who was in pain rolled his eyes and passed out.

Then he said: "Those who dare to touch me, break your limbs, this is considered my tolerance, you have to be thankful that you didn't hurt Xiaoxiao, otherwise, you won't be too much cut."

The words were cold and terrifying, but everyone heard them, but their faces were pale. No one would doubt that Luohe would really do such a terrible thing.

In fact, Luohe was really angry, he would definitely do that kind of thing.