Come to The Peak

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"Hey, okay!" Luo Zheng smiled insidiously.

The two stared at each other, and the war broke out.

When Luo Fan patted his waist storage bag, a black spear appeared in his hand. The spear was about two meters in length, and the spear tip flashed cold and cold.

"Show your weapons!" Luo Fan said coldly, looking at Luo Zheng.

"Hey!" Luo Zheng laughed strangely, this must have boasted Haikou, not too big, there is a pair of iron armor gloves in his hands, there are some sharp spikes on the phalanx of the gloves, looks particularly shy.

Luo Zheng put on his gloves slowly and clenched his fists, and made a clicking noise of friction between his fingers.

"Take a move! Otherwise you have no chance," Luo Zheng said wearing a good fist boxing watch at Luo Fan.

Luo Fan raised his eyes and didn't talk much. He took a spear and stepped. A flat stab stabbed into Luo Zheng's throat.

Although it is just an ordinary flat stab, there is no false trick of Huali, fast and accurate!

"Huh!" Luo Zheng snorted, and didn't dodge, his hands stretched out like lightning, and the hands in iron gloves held Luofan's spear tip.

Luo Fan's face changed slightly, but he must have more combat experience than Luo Long and others. Although he was not dismayed, his hands spun around the spear, and the spear broke Luo's hands by turning. He picked a spear and went straight to Luo's front. Luo Zheng leaned back and avoided this challenge.

Luo Fan Yu strokes constantly, taking a plane sweeping leg sweeping Luo is off the plate.

Huh! Luo Zheng retracted his waist and abdomen, and a backflip escaped. Luo Fan swept his foot over the iron bar on the side, and the iron bar was cut off by this foot.

"Good brother Fan!"

The disciples of the Luo family discouraged Luo when they were under the control of Luo Fan.

Luo Fan looked at Luo Zheng ten steps away, his face was dignified. Just now it seemed that this young boy in the yellow robe fell a little under his hand, but in fact it was not the case. Every attack of him seemed to hit Luo timing quickly, and the opponent The right to escape, more importantly, the opponent has never shot.

"There are two brushes, but still not enough!" Luo Zheng looked at Luo Fan Road, stretched his arms, stretched a lazy waist, and then looked straight.

"Now it's time for me to move" Luo Zheng's voice fell, his feet slammed, and his body shot at Luofan as fast as lightning, leaving only a residual image. The ten-step distance appeared in front of Luofan in a flash. .

"Fast!" Luo Fan was shocked, and he quickly speared his defense.

"The first move!" Luo Zheng shouted and ran straight to Luofan face. Luofan retreated sharply to avoid.

"Second move" Luo Zheng jumped a few meters high, raised his feet and slammed into Luo Fan's head, Luo Fan's spear was crossed, Luo Zheng's kick was split on the spear.

boom!

Luo Fan's hand holding the spear was numb by the force of Luo Zheng's foot, and it hurt so much that he couldn't hold the spear. Step back again and again.

"Third move!" Luo Zheng chased after the victory, another attack to kill, and another series of attacks to fight Luo Fan only parry, no fight back.

"Tenth move, mysterious martial arts, breaking the military fist!" In the last move, Luo Zheng finally used his martial arts. The iron armored gloves filled with energy, forming a cone of airflow, and the air was shaken with one punch.

Luo Fan's heart was terrified, and the punchy force made him tremble.

Luo Zheng made a fist close, Luo Fan wanted to hide behind, but had to resist. The spear stood against his chest.

Huh!

Luo Zheng banged on Luo Fan's chest with a spear and slammed on Luo Fan's chest. Luo Fan uttered a terrible spit, spit blood and fell on the stage, and flew out more than ten meters away. Cracks appear. If it wasn't for that spear that blocked most of the punch, that punch would be enough to penetrate Luofan's chest.

"Failed ..."

"Fan Brother was defeated in ten moves!"

"How is this possible, Brother Fan, but the seventh day after the repair, why can't even the other party's ten moves?"

The disciples of the Zhongluo family were shocked, and at the same time, a bit of sadness and a bitterness were born in their hearts. Is this the gap between the family disciples and the disciples?

Luo Zheng sneered at Luo Fan, who was struggling to get up.

"I lost," Luo Fan said bitterly, his face was full of sorrow, and he was considered a genius in the family. He was destined to be the next generation of Luo parents. He lost to a younger than him, and asked him in his heart. How can I feel good about it.

"You are defeated!" Luo Zheng said coldly, watching Luo Fan. "Don't forget our bet, if you lose within ten strokes, you will climb over me." Luo Zheng opened his legs between the words and looked at Luo Fan ironically.

"Boy, don't you go too far"

Finally, a lot of disciples from the Luo family couldn't help but jumped into the contest and glared at Luofan.

"Hey, why! Can't you fight one group at a time? Your Bailu branch is so unfaithful?" Luo Zheng looked at the hundred young disciples of Luo family who jumped onto the stage without fear.

"You ..." The disciples of Zhongluo's family were suddenly speechless and speechless, yeah, the agreement of the ten strokes was agreed by both parties. Luofan's ten strokes were defeated, and they did not find the rebuttal.

"You retreat!" Luo Fan, who was being guarded, spoke in a low tone. Luo Fan left and appeared, her face was full of complexion.

"Fan Brother!"

"The people in my Bailu branch must do what they say," Luo Fan said lowly, with humiliation and unwillingness in his eyes.

"Oh, hey, so what are you waiting for? Come on," Luo Zheng sneered, pointing to the ground.

Regardless of the obstructions of the disciples of Luo family, Luo Fan walked to the front of Luo, bit his teeth, and slowly lowered his body.

"Fan Brother!" Luo disciples whispered, and some girls were almost in tears. The whole Luo family was beaten by a 16-year-old teenager. It was such a shame that it was forced to suffer With the humiliation of stepping down, how humiliating it is for the proud soldier.

Luo Fan gritted his teeth, endured shame, and slowly climbed down from Luo Zheng. This process took only a few seconds, but it seemed as long as centuries for all Bailuo Luo's disciples.

"Ha ha ha ha ...!" Luo Zheng laughed wildly, completely disregarding the eyes of all Luo family disciples who wanted to eat people.

Luo Fan climbed over Luo Zheng's step and slowly stood up, his face was calm, but the pain and humiliation in his eyes could not be covered, all the disciples of Luo family looked at Luo Fan with frustration.

"Oh!" Upstairs in the distance, Luo Xingchen smashed the table with one palm, and the yellow anger was overflowing.

"Luo Fu, what do your disciples mean?" Luo Xingchen said with a grimace.

"Brother Xingchen, but the fun in the junior, why be angry?" Luo Fu was so calm.

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"Huh! Fun? This is an insult to step down, I'm afraid Luo Fan's cultivation will be impossible in the future!" Luo Xingchen drank.

"Well ... that's not what I meant. Don't you understand the situation of your Bailu branch?" Love sighed, but there was no guilt in her eyes.

"Zongjia! Zongjia! Hahahaha, I understand. Today and the old account, I will sooner or later ask Bai Zong for an account!" Luo Xingchen suddenly laughed wildly. After more than ten years, it was enough.

"Hum!" Luo Fu snorted, and didn't answer to provoke some unreasonable Luo Xingchen.

On the contest stage, all the disciples of Luo family looked at Luo Fan. Luo Fan, who had not spoken just now, finally spoke. "I shame my family today. Luo Fan faced the owner and his brothers and sisters with shame. The only thing to do was to wash and humiliate." Luo Fan tickled on his toes, the spear on the ground bounced, Luo Fan shook his hands to his chest. Interrupted, Luo Luo martial arts heart was broken by Luo Zheng after this great disgrace, this shame is more uncomfortable than death for most martial arts.

" No."

"Fan Brother!"

The disciples of the Zhongluo family were shocked and wanted to help.

"Slow!" Then came a loud drink outside the court!

"Oh!"

A sound of breaking air came, and a sharp arrow shot on the spear, and fell Luofan's spear on the ground.