Chapter 9 The Battle of Cheating Dad

According to Xiao Wuya, a handsome man, he is also a family of official eunuchs. He grew up in the stars until the sudden rise of Luohe, which almost covered up all his aura. In fact, to put it directly, this guy was jealous of Luohe, so he challenged Luohe at the age of 12. At that time, Xiao Wuya happened to be favored by the Sword Pavilion. Before entering Xianmen, Xiao Wuya had a fight with Luohe in those years. As a result, Xiao Wuya was defeated and was also ridiculed by Luohe. He was sad and indignant. After Xianmen, he worked hard.

However, what Xiao Wuya didn't expect was that when he went down the mountain to find Luohe, he heard the cruel fact that Luohe was mutilated. Xiao Wuya returned to Chang'an to find his good friend, Changsun Zhongkang, the sixth son of Changsun Wuji, and Changsun Zhongkang told Luohe about his encounter in the past four years. However, Xiao Wuya could not accept this fact. On the way to Luofu, he saw Luohe running by with Ziyi in his arms. At present, he seriously suspected the fact that Luohe was mutilated, so there was the scene just now.

"So that's it. In this case, we might as well have a fight now." Luo He wiped the blood on his mouth, and a confident smile appeared on the increasingly durable Chinese face.

"No, you are far from my opponent now." Xiao Wuya was quite upright. He saw through at a glance that Luohe was only in the realm of martial arts in the first phase of martial arts. As long as he slightly increased the strength of his fist, he could break Luohe's body.

"How can you know if you don't try, and can't you suppress your strength in the martial arts world? You and I don't use Bao to distinguish a victory with fists and feet, how about that?"

Xiao Wuya seemed a little moved, but he was also a little hesitant. After all, he had never tried such a fight.

"If it's a man, just promise, don't be your mother-in-law!"

Being so excited by Luo He, Xiao Wuya immediately agreed: "Okay, since you want to die, I will fulfill you!"

"Father!" Ziyi's face was full of worry, but Luo He shook his head with a smile and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, I'm not short-lived. I can't die."

Then, Luohe let Ziyi go to the distance to watch, and Luohe and Xiao Wuya also stood on the flat ground, and the two were about ten meters apart from each other.

"I heard that you lost all your skills three years ago. No matter how talented you are, just three years of hard work will never win me."

"Hey, it doesn't matter whether you can win or not. Young master, I just want to have a good fight. Xiao, do you dare to fight?"

"Stay with me to the end!"

See Wudang Changquan again!

Luohe has never learned any profound martial arts moves. With all three doors open, he directly attacked him with a straight fist. While Luo He took action, Xiao Wuya's pupils dilated in an instant. He saw all the movements of Luo He, stretched out his hand to the next Luohe's fist, and hit Luohe's lower abdomen with his right fist.

"Touch!"

Luo He's body suddenly shook, and he only felt that his abdomen was hit by a giant car, and then his whole body flew out. After landing, he slipped seven or eight meters on the ground before stopping. When Luohe stood up, Ziyi, who was watching from a distance, couldn't help exclaiming, and tears rolled down in an instant, because at this time, Luohe's ordinary Chinese face had been worn by the sand and stones on the ground, and the bright red blood was almost stained with the whole face.

"Strong enough, hey hey." Luohe's foot was suddenly, and his body only left a shadow in Xiao Wuya's sight, but the moment Xiao Wuya turned his head, Luohe's more than 1,000 pounds of fist suddenly hit Xiao Wuya's left cheek. This time, Xiao Wuya was blown out like Luo He just now, and rolled dozens of times on the ground before stopping. However, when he stood up, there were no obvious scars on his body. Obviously, his true body protection removed most of Luohe's strength, leaving only a bright red fist mark on his left cheek.

"What a strong power, so fast speed, how did you practice it?" Most immortals do not exercise their bodies too much. They care more about their souls, because for them, even if the body is destroyed, as long as the soul is preserved, they can be resurrected. Xiao Wuya, like ordinary immortals, usually focuses on the sacrifice of magic weapons and the strengthening of souls.

"No one else, break through the limits again and again." Luo He pinched his painful and numb fist. Although he had just hit Xiao Wuya's left cheek, his true body protection still traumatized Luo He's right hand to a certain extent. Luo He seemed to like this raging power very much. His feet were fierce again, and his body disappeared in an instant!

"Don't think that the same move can knock me down!" Xiao Wuya shouted angrily. He suddenly put his hands together and shouted, "Jian Tong!"

"Touch!" Luohe, who was originally the attacker, was shocked out by the air that suddenly wrapped Xiao Wuya's whole body. Luohe staggered to the ground after rolling continuously in the air.

"Is this the spirit that can only be possessed when you reach the realm of martial arts?" At this moment, Xiao Wuya's whole body was wrapped in a sword-shaped Gangqi. Luohe couldn't help but flash a trace of envy in his eyes. Unfortunately, his cultivation time was still shallow, and the meridians in his body had not yet been formed. Not to mention the true qi transformed by the weather of heaven and earth to form Gangqi.

"It seems that you really have to find a master to learn martial arts. You can't do martial arts all your life." Luo He looked at his fist and shook his head helplessly.

"arrow rain meteor!" Xiao Wuya is not competing with Luohe. His purpose is to defeat Luohe. Xiao Wuya's move was originally a sword move. He has always been a sword, but today Luohe is not armed, and his weapon is a fairy soldier. With a sword wave, he can directly put Luo River in a different place.

However, Xiao Wuya will not do this. Although he hates Luohe very much, it is just a hatred in martial arts. He hates that he is not strong enough. His purpose is only to defeat Luohe. At the same time, he himself is also very clear that if it hadn't been for the existence of Luohe, a imaginary enemy, his progress would not have been so fast. In just four years, he became an inner disciple of the Sword Pavilion and was appreciated by the elders.

In a sense, Xiao Wuya is still quite grateful to Luohe.

You should know that the Sword Pavilion is one of the best immortals in the immortal world, and its disciples are less than tens of thousands of people. These tens of thousands of people are not full of talent. How difficult it is to stand out from these tens of thousands of people. With excellent talent, but hard work, it will never meet the entry requirements.

Without the fairy sword, Xiao Wuya was at a loss and stabbed dozens of times towards the Luo River. Luohe did not retreat and advance. He knew that under such an offensive, he could only defend, otherwise he would only be defeated. Luo He strengthened the power of "opening the door" again. He completely ignored the severe pain and punched directly bombard Xiao Wuya's heart!

"Touch!"

Xiao Wuya was remembered to fly back by Luo He. However, Luo He was already full of blood spots at this time. Every time Xiao Wuya stabbed Luo River, he brought out a blood hole. At this moment, Luo He looked very horrible and covered with blood. Ziyi had sat powerlessly on the grass. She covered her mouth tightly. She did not dare to make a sound for fear that it would affect the battle of Luohe. Tears couldn't stop. Seeing Luohe like this, her heart was bleeding.

"You have lost, and now you are not my opponent at all." Xiao Wuya closed his hand and stood proudly.

"Hmm, I don't think so. Shengmen, open it again!"