The momentum of the Yuan Sect disciples was obviously a bit weaker, and many people looked at Luo Heng with fear and even fear in their eyes.
Lei Qian looked gloomy, but was unwilling to retreat like this.
He is one of the dignified Yuan Sect Little Three Kings. With Half-step Life Xuan Stage's cultivation, he has few rivals among the younger generation of Eastern Xuan Region. If he is forced to retreat by an Dao Sect Disciple like this, how can he still survive in Eastern Xuan Region in the future?
"Luo Heng, do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Lei Qian said in a deep voice, and the lightning around him surged again. This time, it was more violent than before, and he was obviously going to take action for real.
Luo Heng looked at him and suddenly smiled.
That smile was gentle, but it made Lei Qian feel an inexplicable chill in his heart.
"Lei Qian, do you think you are very powerful? Half-step Life Xuan Stage, Yuan Sect Little Three Kings, walking sideways on Eastern Xuan Region?" Luo Heng said in a calm tone, as if he was talking about something insignificant, and continued, "But in my eyes, you are no different from the trash who just grabbed things."
His voice was not loud, but it reached the ears of everyone present clearly.
"You--!"
Lei Qian was about to attack, but he felt an extremely terrifying pressure descending from the sky!
The pressure was so strong that it was like an invisible mountain, pressing hard on Lei Qian!
Lei Qian's legs trembled, his knees were slightly bent, and he almost fell to his knees!
His expression changed drastically, and he crazily activated the Primal Energy in his body, trying to resist the pressure, but the pressure was too strong, and his efforts were useless.
"You... you..." Lei Qian's voice was trembling, and his eyes were filled with fear.
Not only was he already overestimating Luo Heng with that slap just now, but now this pressure is stronger than he imagined!
What kind of realm is this?!
Luo Heng looked at him, his tone still calm. "I said, in my eyes, you are no different from trash."
"It's just that if you don't believe it, you have to try it."
"Do you believe it now?"
Lei Qian looked pale and could not speak a word.
Jiang Tao's legs were so weak that he could hardly stand still. Just now he had wanted to snatch the woman's hairpin, but now he just felt scared.
Luo Heng withdrew his pressure, stood with his hands behind his back, glanced at the Yuan Sect everyone, rolled his eyes, and said:
"I don't want to kill anyone today, leave Spatial Pouch behind and get out."
As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
Leave Spatial Pouch?
This is worse than killing!
Those Spatial Pouch contain all the belongings Yuan Sect disciples have accumulated over the years, Spirit Treasure, elixirs, Nirvana Pill, martial arts... which one is not their lifeblood?
"Luo Heng, don't go too far!" Lei Qian said angrily. Although he was suppressed, he would rather fight again if he was asked to hand over Spatial Pouch.
"Excessive?" Luo Heng smiled and said, "You just wanted to steal my woman's things, but now I just want you to keep Spatial Pouch. I've already given you a lot of face."
He paused and then said, "Why, don't you Yuan Sect people value 'face' the most? I gave you face, but you don't want it? Well, then let's keep everyone together."
After the words fell, he raised his hand.
Lei Qian's face changed drastically!
He can feel that if Luo Heng's palm is really taken, he will be disabled even if he does not die!
Is this the new commander-in-chief Dao Sect Disciple? Why does he feel more ruthless than Yuan Cang! Even more fearless!
"Wait!" Lei Qian gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words from between his teeth.
Luo Heng looked at him and did not take back his hand.
Lei Qian took a deep breath, with unwillingness in his eyes, but finally took off Spatial Pouch from his waist and threw it towards Luo Heng.
"Go on!"
Spatial Pouch drew an arc in mid-air and was caught by Luo Heng.
He didn't even look at it and just put it in his arms.
When Jiang Tao saw this, his legs went weak and he could hardly stand. After hesitating for a long time, he still tremblingly took off his Spatial Pouch and threw it away.
Luo Heng caught it and put it in his arms as well.
The other Yuan Sect disciples looked at each other, and finally, under the death gaze of Lei Qian, they took off Spatial Pouch one after another.
In an instant, countless Spatial Pouch flew towards Luo Heng like raindrops.
Luo Heng welcomes everyone who comes, catches them one by one, and moves smoothly.
Ying Huanhuan looked on from the side, smiling so hard that his eyes turned into crescents.
"Brother Heng, your gesture of borrowing things is so beautiful."
"This is called friendly negotiation." Luo Heng said seriously, and continued, "They gave it voluntarily, I never force it."
Lei Qian almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.
Voluntarily?
You call this voluntary?
You are robbing!
"Okay, you can go." Luo Heng waved his hand in a casual tone.
Yuan Sect disciples turned around and ran away as if they were pardoned, wishing they had two more legs.
Lei Qian took a deep breath, looked at Luo Heng with a gloomy look, turned and left.
Jiang Tao followed behind, running desperately faster than a rabbit.
In the blink of an eye, Yuan Sect hundreds of people disappeared completely.
The crowd of onlookers burst into loud cheers, and Dao Sect Disciple was so excited that his face turned red.
"Senior brother Luo Heng is so awesome!"
"Let me just say, senior brother Luo Heng is the number one Eastern Xuan Region!"
"Yuan Sect? Nothing more than that!"
Lin Dong stood aside, looking at the messy Yuan Sect people in the chaos, and then looking at the hundreds of Spatial Pouch in Luo Heng's hands, the corner of his mouth twitched.
As expected of Brother Luo Heng, he is so friendly when borrowing things.
"It's gone, it's gone." Luo Heng waved his hand and said to the people watching.
The crowd gradually dispersed, but the discussion continued for a long time. Today's incident will soon spread throughout Yimo City.
Dao Sect Disciple gathered around Luo Heng, their eyes shining brightly.
"Luo Heng, senior brother, that move you just made was so cool!"
"Yes, yes, when you curse, those Yuan Sect people's faces turn green!"
"Luo Heng, senior brother, how do you practice? Can you teach us?"
Luo Heng's mouth twitched, how do you teach this? Are you gifted, born?
"Okay, go back and practice hard." He waved his hand and said, "Sect Tournament, there are plenty of opportunities for you to vent your anger."
Dao Sect Disciple all responded in unison, their eyes full of anticipation and excitement.
"Brother Luo Heng is right, on Sect Tournament, we must let the people of the Yuan Sect know that Dao Sect is not someone to be trifled with!"
"Yes, avenge Senior Sister!"
"Revenge!"
Suddenly, Dao Sect Disciple's momentum reached an extreme level.
Just then--
Two figures floated up in the sky.
Wearing white clothes and skirt, with black silk like a waterfall, veil covering her face, she has a cold and aloof temperament.
Ling Qingzhu.
Beside her, Su Rou was wearing a light cyan dress, her green silk stockings were held up with jade hairpins, and the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace badge hung around her waist.
The two of them landed on the edge of the crowd and immediately attracted a lot of attention.
"It's Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace's person!"
"That... is Young Palace Master Ling Qingzhu?!"
"So beautiful..."
Ling Qingzhu ignored those glances. Her gaze passed through the crowd and landed on Luo Heng. There seemed to be a faint smile in her cold eyes, but there seemed to be no smile at all.
Luo Heng's gaze passed through the crowd and collided with Ling Qingzhu's gaze.
The surrounding sounds seemed to have quieted down at that moment, and the chatter, cheers, and noises all receded, leaving only the two intersecting gazes between heaven and earth.
Ling Qingzhu stood there, wearing a white dress and a white skirt, covering her face with tulle, her green silk hair fluttering gently in the wind, her cold eyes looking across the crowd, like the moonlight falling from the sky, cold but gentle.
Luo Heng's mouth corners slowly curved.
"Qingzhu."