Although Mr. Luo Jian has always been obsessed with cultivation, he is the previous head of the Luo family and the strongest person of the Luo family. Therefore, he has a great reputation in the Luo family and is extremely majestic in front of a group of family disciples on weekdays. He can be said to be free from talking and laughing.

Not to mention in front of disciples in the clan, the same is true even in front of one's own sons and grandchildren.

But what he said just now was completely different from his usual days. Not only did he deliberately show off his grandson in front of others, but he also pretended to be a slut.

Not far away, Luo Yuntian looked at his father deeply and thought to himself: "It seems that his father has completely recovered from the affairs of his elder brother and third brother, and his knot in Han'er was completely untied!"

At this time, Luo Han had already passed Luo Jian and pretended that Luo Jian said, "What are you pretending?" as if he didn't hear... He couldn't say that his grandfather was pretending, right?

Moreover, after he stepped forward, he cooperated with Mr. Luo Jian a little and said coldly: "Han Lin, right? You really don't deserve to be my grandfather's opponent, and even if you are my opponent, you are a little reluctant!"

Han Lin's face turned pale and said with hatred: "I am the peak of the fourth-level military general... Who gave you confidence that you dare to say such things?"

When Han Lin was just asking Luo Jian for a fight, the people around Han Lin had already retreated toward the surroundings.

Not only those soldiers, but even the disciples of the three major families made aside and specially set aside the battle circle for Han Lin.

Untie the Sword Immortal Wine Gourd on his waist, and Luo Han poured a sip of wine into his belly.

"Who gave me confidence? Haha...!"

Feeling the heat flow in his body wandering, Luo Han suddenly laughed, and his voice became louder and louder.

"You misunderstood! What I originally meant was...not only you can be my opponent, but even the strong men from your three major families were also forced... No matter how much garbage it is, it will be garbage when it is piled together!"

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Han took a step forward suddenly, and his whole body suddenly blurred. The next moment, his figure had reached mid-air, pounced towards Han Lin like an eagle.

"Immortal Demon Body!"

The fighting energy in the sixth-level martial arts realm was running wildly. When the person was in mid-air, the magic Kai, surrounded by demonic energy, had already appeared on him.

"The Demon God is Coming!"

The momentum rose, and then climbed again. By the time he swooped down, the momentum had already reached its peak.

Scary sounds appeared, and the sounds were captivating.

Layers of blood-colored mist surged, and the entire courtyard was filled with mist in an instant. The strong smell of blood and the sound of ghosts pouring into his ears seemed to make the courtyard fall from the world to hell in an instant.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

"Even if you have the ability to challenge the level higher, I don't believe you can beat me at the level of a sixth-level martial artist... I am the peak of a fourth-level martial general!"

Seeing Luo Han rushing towards him, Han Lin did not dodge. He suddenly pulled out the long sword from his waist, and thunder sounds suddenly appeared on the sword edge, and then the sword lights in the sky crashed towards Luo Han.

"Sword of Wind-Chasing Thunder!"

At this time, Luo Han had nowhere to leverage his power in the air, and Han Lin's sword move was extremely fast, and he arrived in front of Luo Han almost instantly. Everyone thought Luo Han had nowhere to avoid and could only take Han Lin's sword...!

They guessed it right... Although Luo Han could use his wine to easily avoid it, he still chose to take it...

"Bi Jian? As you wish!"

"Green Lotus Sword Song!"

The giant storm sword in his hand was swung out instantly, and Luo Han's entire figure became illusory. At this moment, countless Luo Han's figures seemed to appear in the air. Then the same dense sword lights surged out wildly, directly colliding with Han Lin's Fengfeng Thunder Sword.

Countless sword lights intertwined, extremely dense collision sounds, and the sound of gold and iron clashing even overwhelmed the entire battlefield and fell into everyone's ears.

At this moment, many people subconsciously slowed down their movements, and their eyes looked at this side, including Meng Yanfei and Bai Qing.

"Will you win?" Meng Yanfei stepped on the corpse of an eagle guard with one foot, staring at the place where the sword lights were intertwined.

On the other hand, Bai Qing also relied on his breath: "Brother Han is at the peak of the fourth-level military general, and he will not lose..."

At this moment, it can be said that many people are distracted...

At this moment, a strange figure suddenly appeared behind Meng Yanfei.

The figure was graceful and petite, and her face was even more beautiful, but her eyes were filled with indifference to life and there was almost no expression on her face.

Weird! The figure appeared silently, without warning, as if it had come to this world out of thin air.

"Fantasy Dance!"

At the same time as the figure appeared, a pair of black short swords in his hand rushed towards Meng Yanfei.

And that's not all. Wang Zhaojun, who had originally followed Luo Han, had arrived in the battle crowd at some point. At this time, he was raising the staff in his hand and pointing at Meng Yanfei far away.

The cold breath spread, and countless ice crystals condensed at the top of the staff...

"Confine the Frost!"

With a light shout, the power of ice exploded instantly. While A Ke took action, the power of ice also came to Meng Yanfei.

"What?"

The biting coldness and the sudden appearance of snowflakes made Meng Yanfei wake up instantly, and the fighting spirit of the third-level military general also exploded wildly.

"Surprising me? Seeking death!"

He suddenly turned around, and the long sword in his hand rushed straight to A Ke and slashed him.

"Hmph!" A Ke's mouth curled, his figure suddenly disappeared, and the next moment he appeared behind Meng Yanfei again.

"Click!"

Snowflakes all over the sky fell on Meng Yanfei's body, and the power of ice instantly rushed into his body.

Although Wang Zhaojun's realm is still only an eighth-level martial artist, under the skill of imprisoning Han Shuang, Meng Yanfei's whole body still stiffened, and his whole body paused for a moment.

"This... is over..."

Feeling the stiffness of her whole body at that moment, Meng Yanfei's face instantly turned gray and her heart sank to the bottom.

Regret!

He didn't expect that the snowflakes condensed and floating in the air had such power. If he had known it, he would definitely not have turned around to deal with A Ke just now, but would jump out of the area covered by snowflakes as soon as possible, or mobilize the fighting spirit to shake the falling snowflakes away...

Unfortunately, there is no if in this world. Even if he is a third-level military general, even if Wang Zhaojun is only an eighth-level martial artist, A Ke is only at a sixth-level martial artist... The moment his whole body is stiff and frozen, the ending is destined.

......

On the other hand, the first confrontation between Luo Han and Han Lin has ended, and the sword lights in the sky have long dissipated.

"The peak Xuan-level martial arts? Humph, the power is a bit poor...but it is of some use to my Luo family!"

Luo Han stood not far away, covered in blood, pointed the long sword in his hand at Han Lin, and said with a smile: "But don't worry, I won't force you to hand over the martial arts... This kind of martial arts is not worthy of me... After killing all of you, I will search it, and I will always find it."
Chapter completed!