The man was very fast and his strikes were sharp. He was obviously not weak in strength and he did not hesitate at all. He was clearly a habitual offender.
But he is fast, Luo Heng is faster.
Luo Heng's face instantly turned cold.
Those who are riding horses are really like ants who are jumping around!
He raised his right hand and slapped him away.
"Crack!"
The crisp sound of slaps resounded throughout the stall area, and the charging figure seemed to have been hit by a giant hammer. He flew out, smashing over the two stalls next to him, and rolled on the ground several times before he stopped.
He struggled to get up, half of his face was swollen into a pig's head, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and several of his teeth were missing.
"You... you dare to hit me?!" It was a young man in a white robe, with an alternating black and white badge embroidered on his chest--
Yuan Sect.
Luo Heng recognized that badge at a glance.
He looked at the man condescendingly, with a calm expression, and said, "Steal my woman's things and beat you? If I didn't kill you, I would already be giving Eight Super Sects face."
"You--!"
The Yuan Sect disciple had a face full of resentment and wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't even see through the other person's cultivation level, and swallowed back the words when they came to his lips.
The movement here quickly attracted a crowd of onlookers. Many people's expressions changed slightly when they saw the badge on the chest of the man in white robe.
"It's Yuan Sect's person? Who hit him?"
"It seems to be Dao Sect, that one seems to be Dao Sect Grand Disciple Luo Heng."
"Is this the Luo Heng who killed Yao Ling?"
Discussions came and went.
"Who is causing trouble here again?"
A cold voice came from behind the crowd, and then two figures pushed aside the crowd and strode in.
The leader is a thin young man with a sinister face and sharp eyes like a falcon. His whole body exudes Nine Yuan Nirvana Stage fluctuations. The Yuan Sect badge on his chest is a grade higher than that of the previous one, with golden lines Entanglement on the edge.
One of Yuan Gate Eight Spirit Generals.
Behind him was a disciple who was also wearing Yuan Sect clothing. His cultivation level was slightly lower, but he was also at the level of Eight Yuan Nirvana Stage.
"Brother Jiang Tao!" The Yuan Sect disciple who had been beaten before saw the person coming, as if he had seen a savior. He covered his face that was swollen like a pig's head, pointed at Luo Heng, and said in an unclear voice, "That's him! He hit me!"
Jiang Tao's eyes fell on Luo Heng, looking up and down, with a cold smile on his lips.
"Dao Sect's?" He said in a contemptuous tone, "You are not timid, you dare to touch my Yuan Sect's people."
Luo Heng didn't even raise his eyelids, as if he didn't bother to look at him.
Ying Xiaoxiao whispered beside Luo Heng: "This person's name is Jiang Tao, one of Yuan Gate Eight Spirit Generals, Nine Yuan Nirvana Stage. He is not weak in strength and has ruthless methods. He ranks high among Eight Spirit Generals."
"Eight Spirit Generals?" Luo Heng raised his eyebrows, his tone casual as if he was talking about today's weather, and said, "Eight Pig Generals are almost useless."
His voice was not loud, but everyone around him heard it.
The whole place fell silent.
Eight Spirit Generals, Yuan Sect's top eight disciples are famous among the younger generation of Eastern Xuan Region. Which one of them should not be respected?
This young man Dao Sect actually directly called them...Pig Generals?
Jiang Tao's face instantly became extremely gloomy, with murderous intent surging in his eyes, and he said, "You are looking for death!"
"Looking for shit?" Luo Heng tilted his head, finally glanced at him, and said, "That's all you have in your mind? No wonder you talk so bad."
As soon as these words came out, Dao Sect Disciple around him couldn't help laughing.
Ying Huanhuan was laughing so hard that her ponytail was swaying.
Jiang Tao's face was ashen, and the Yuan Sect disciple behind him also had a face full of anger, and said sternly, "Presumptuous! How can I, Yuan Gate Eight Spirit Generals, be you--"
"What are you?" Luo Heng interrupted him, his tone was surprisingly impatient, and said, "You are not even Eight Spirit Generals, why are you interfering here? Did you Patriarch say anything? Dogs need to have the consciousness of dogs, and stop barking."
The disciple was so choked that his face turned red and his neck was thick, but he couldn't say a word.
Jiang Tao took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, stared at Luo Heng, and said, "Your name is Luo Heng? Dao Sect Grand Disciple? Okay, very good!"
His voice came out from between his teeth, and he said, "It's better than words, right? Then come and see the real seal in your hands."
As he finished speaking, he held his hand, and a piece of jade shot out and exploded in mid-air. The gorgeous fireworks turned into the Yuan Sect badge pattern and bloomed in the sky.
Whoosh!
The moment the light pattern appeared, the sky immediately resounded with the sound of countless breaking winds. Figures swept quickly from all directions and landed behind Jiang Tao. In just a few minutes, a dense crowd of hundreds of people gathered, each with a strong aura.
The crowd of onlookers quickly retreated, leaving a large open space.
"Yuan Sect Are you gathering people? Are you going to start a big fight?"
"Tsk tsk, Sect Tournament The show has already started before it even starts."
Ying Huanhuan saw the opponent's summons, his eyebrows stood up, and without saying a word, he took out a signal jade piece from his arms and threw it into the sky.
Phew!
The light patterns of the Dao Sect bloom in the air at the same time.
In an instant, Dao Sect Disciple who were moving nearby rushed over one after another and fell behind the three Luo Heng.
Many of them had been holding back their Sub-Flame for a long time. When they saw the Yuan Sect people, the anger in their eyes was undisguised.
The two gangs faced each other dozens of feet apart, and the atmosphere was tense.
Among the onlookers, someone whispered, "Dao Sect versus Yuan Sect, I'm afraid there will be blood this time."
"The hatred between the two sides is too deep. What happened with Heavenly Hall Senior Sister in the last session, Dao Sect Disciple has always been in my heart."
"Isn't that true? If you admit defeat and are beaten to death, who wouldn't hate you?"
At this moment, a gray figure walked out of the crowd, his steps were not hasty or slow, but there was a sense of oppression that people could not ignore.
Gray robe, epee, Yin Fiend Qi.
Wang Yan.
He asked the three Lin Dong what happened. After listening to Ying Huanhuan's brief explanation of what happened, he turned to look at the Yuan Sect disciples, with undisguised murderous intent pouring out of his eyes.
"If you don't want to die, get out." He said, his voice hoarse and cold, as if he was stating a fact.
"Yo ho--"
A burst of extremely arrogant laughter fell from the sky.
Boom!
A stalwart figure wrapped in bright thunder light descended from the sky and landed in front of the Yuan Sect disciples.
The thunder light dissipated, revealing a rough face, full of arrogance, looking at Wang Yan with eyes full of fun.
"Wang Yan, you, a defeated general, dare to ask my Yuan Sect disciple to get out? Come on, come on, I let you escape last time, let's see if you have that luck this time!"
Little Thunder King, Lei Qian.
Yimo City In another place, above a pavilion, two figures stood quietly, casting their gaze towards the lively area.
The leading woman is wearing a white dress and a white skirt, with black silk like a waterfall, and a veil covering her face. Her temperament is cold and aloof, like a cold girl from the Moon Palace who has fallen into the dust and been banished to immortality.
It is Ling Qingzhu.
Beside her, Su Rou was wearing a light blue dress, her blue silk stockings were casually pulled up with a jade hairpin, and a few strands of hair hung down by her ears, making her pretty little face even more soft and beautiful.
She held a green sword in her hand and a badge hanging on her waist, which was the symbol of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace Direct Disciple.
Standing next to Ling Qingzhu, it looks like an elegant green bamboo. Although it is not as stunning as Young Palace Master, it is still very cute and moving.
"It's Brother Luo! Sister Qingzhu, do you want to go over and take a look now?" Su Rou's eyes lit up, and he turned to look at Ling Qingzhu, with uncontrollable excitement in his tone.
Ling Qingzhu looked at Luo Heng in the distance, and then at the two women beside him, the light in his eyes moved slightly.
Isn't this big playboy only one when we met last time? Why is Ying Xiaoxiao also included this time? Humph!
Still want sisters?
Su Rou saw that she was silent, turned to look at her, and asked tentatively, "Sister Qingzhu?"
Ling Qingzhu withdrew his gaze and said softly, "Let's go, I just want to meet sister Huanhuan."
The two people moved and floated towards that area.