In the vicissitudes of life, the changes of all things, the first ancestor of the Luo family could not have imagined that there would be a scene where Si Mingjun confronts the Emperor Yan today.
In order to prevent the change in the family, Luo Si ordered the sword in the hall to prevent Aoxue and his cousin from starting. His saber looks inconspicuous on the outside, and it is a world-shattering treasure when it is unsheathed. The three-foot green front was unsheathed, and a touch of the moon-blue secluded flower flew out, with a hint of cold air, and the sword wind actually condensed. Like a waterfall of ice, the cold is deep. Aoxue and Luo Si Ding both felt extremely uncomfortable at the time, and they retreated respectively. Luo Siming was just relieved, and before he could speak, Fang Zhan's sword potential was shattered by a fiery blast.
It could be seen clearly that the broad sword blade in Luo Yan's hand on the opposite side was extremely long, more than half the length of a normal blade. The whole body is red in color, and when it is gently swayed, the airflow will appear in a state of refraction, and the temperature changes as quickly as a flame is burning. However, the body of the sword has not changed. I don't know what the steel used is, so it can have this abnormality.
This Yanhuang is not an ordinary blade, it is a strange weapon that was forged by the founder of the Luo family when he collected flint from the sky and spent several years exploring how to use it. Those who hold the Flame Emperor must have the inner strength of the high and deep Yang realm, otherwise they will not be able to control the fire, and will be attacked by the high heat.
Luo Yan learned casting and swordsmanship from his elder brother since childhood, but he was born in blacksmithing. Since childhood, he has endured high fever, and there is a faint fire in his internal strength. Later, he cultivated the "Lieyang Liver and Gallbladder", which was qualified to be practiced by the enshrined Japanese characters. At the age of 30, in the first floor of Huojin, he could hardly find a qualified opponent in the Luo family. After decades of ascetic cultivation, it can be said that he and Yan Huang have almost reached the realm of the unity of the human and the sword.
He didn't need to use sword moves, just with a single strike, Huo Jin was able to stably contain Luo Si Ming's cold air.
In terms of swordsmanship, Luo Siming is in charge of the sword room, and he has practiced swordsmanship for many years, and he can be the enemy of Luo Yan. It's just that Luo Yan has been immersed in the fierce yang liver and gallbladder skills for decades, but his internal strength is not as young as Luo Si's life.
Luo Yan's eyes were calm, and there was murderous intent in his eyes.
"Ever since I have Luojian Villa, Emperor Yan and Lord Si Ming have been a good pair. Qi was conferred the supreme weapon by Emperor Taizu a hundred years ago. I don't want to have a day of fighting today."
Luo Siming respectfully guarded his duty, returned his long sword to the sheath, and cupped his hands: "Second uncle, Si Ming will never dare to challenge you. Today's New Year's Eve should be a group of harmony. I don't want my cousin and Aoxue to have some misunderstandings. The sword came out from below, please forgive me, Uncle."
Luo Yan did not speak, looked up at the sky, and said coldly after a long while.
"Put out your sword."
"Second uncle?"
Luo Yan stopped talking this time, swung his sword in the air, and an extremely violent ring of fire scattered out of thin air. It turned out to be the magic skill of making fire out of thin air!
No matter how observant Luo Siming was, he didn't dare to joke about his life. He used his movement technique to dodge and pulled out Si Ming-Jun to take a defensive posture.
"Luo Siming, are you really loyal and benevolent, or are you a traitor, the old man doesn't want to pursue it any more. This makes it clearer."
Luo Yan was waiting for Luo Siming, and a terrifying momentum rushed over.
"I don't mean to wrong you either. It's not you Luo Siming who will fight today, but me Luo Yan."
"Second uncle... why?"
"If you want to be the head of the Luo family, I won't stop you. If you want to be the supreme martial artist, I won't stop you. As long as I, Luo Er, are still worshipped in the Japanese character of the casting room, the casting room will have to listen to the old man. of."
"If you want to hold the God Refinement Casting Meeting of Lao Shizi, you should step over the old man's body first! Young master, let's do it!"
Chapter 30 New Year's Eve Visitors
Luo Siming was only shocked, his eyes widened in surprise, and he shouted: "What happened! The Refining God Casting Club was indeed ordered by my father. Every time my father wrote a book from Jianxin Xiaozhu, it was me. Go with the second uncle and open the viewing together. You know the origin of the Refining God Casting Association, why has it become my arbitrary and tyrannical now? Why did you step over from your body and talk about it?"
Luo Siming still wanted to say more, but Luo Yan just said 'Let's go', which was like a secret signal. The Luo family disciples sitting on the other side of the casting room suddenly jumped up and attacked, and the weapons produced by the Luojian Villa casting room suddenly hold in hand. On New Year's Eve, weapons were hidden under the table.
For a while, the sword light and snow snow, and the sword light was everywhere, and the sound of shouting filled the hall, but Luo Siming's voice was suppressed.
The number of casting house brothers in Guizang Island was originally far less than that of Jianfang, who was responsible for guarding, so it stands to reason that they were not afraid at all. However, the number of children who were eligible to attend the New Year's Eve party was about the same, and the other party was holding a sharp weapon, and the army was swept away.
The rest of the Luo family's side branches, or those who belonged to the miscellaneous clan, were stunned on the spot and no one dared to make a move.
These people are the elites of Luojian Villa, and most of them are the mainstay. By no means is the two ends of the snake and rat. If a foreign enemy attacks, let alone unarmed, even if you have broken hands and feet, you will dare to step forward and fight the enemy bravely.
But now this is the infighting between Luo's family room and the second room, the casting room and the sword room, both of whom are surnamed Luo.
Luo Yan followed Luo Ming to fight the country since he was a child. After taking charge of the casting room, he devoted himself to forging iron, but everyone knew that the revival of Luojian Villa was absolutely indispensable to his credit. He is usually taciturn, but his methods are sharp, and he is never soft to the enemy himself. He is the most majestic elder in the Luo family. Who dares to provoke him
Luo Si's life is a few years old, and he is far inferior to his uncle in the world. But he was upright, accommodating, and very popular. Although no one has mentioned it, the position of the next villa owner will never be an outsider. This is the understanding of Luojian Villa, and even the entire Jiangnan martial arts.
One is the elder-level uncle and the other is the nephew of the direct line. It makes sense to help everyone.
It's a pity that neither of these two is the real owner of Luojian Villa. Luo Si ordered the general manager of the villa's internal affairs to control the military and horses of Huzhou, but after all, he was the 'generation' owner of the villa. No matter how high Luo Yan's martial arts are, he is still the 'Second Master' after all. If you can't be in charge of Emperor Yan and Lord Si Ming at the same time, everything will be in vain. Because of the chaos in the hall, these people did not dare to take action, they just put their hands aside, their hearts were complicated.
What's more complicated is that Luo Siming, who is getting hotter and hotter around him, is being targeted by fire in the game.
"Second uncle! What is this!"
Luo Yanjian pointed at Luo Siming, but said nothing else: "Pick up your sword, under the sword of the Emperor Yan, without hurting the unarmed." His attitude was as determined as iron, and he was determined to have a fight.
—Second uncle clearly knows the end of this matter, why would he say such a thing? Tonight on New Year's Eve, I, Luojian Villa, have strict rules, I am my own person, how can I allow someone to carry weapons? It must be the second uncle who threatened him, so no one dared to check. He deliberately did this thing... Could it be that the second uncle is finally dissatisfied with my position as the temporary owner of the villa, and is determined to cause chaos tonight
Since Luo Si was appointed as the acting owner, there have been countless conflicts with Luo Yan. Luo Yan was not convinced that he was appointed by his father to be in charge of Si Mingjun at a young age. He was a young man at that time, and his martial arts knowledge was not comparable to that of the yellow-haired boy Luo Siming. The elder brother would rather let a teenage boy in power than take him into consideration, so how can he not be jealous
Luo Siming's temperament is harmonious and harmonious, and he handles things properly, and his voice in the Luo family is gradually increasing. But Luo Yan was even more disgusted. It is difficult to say that he has repeatedly encountered problems, and he has never stopped his subordinates and even his son's troubles to find Luo Siming. Luo Siming held a group of peaceful thoughts, and cautiously retreated everywhere, but today... always have to face each other.
Luo Siming remembered all kinds of forbearance and retreat in the past, and couldn't help feeling even more chilling.
—It turns out that I have done so much... You never recognize my nephew!
Thinking about this, what are you still worried about
The right palm slashed like a ghost, but Si Mingjun pulled it out from the bottom of his palm. Luo Yan barely had time to react. If it wasn't for Si Mingjun's cold energy pulling out the blue flowers in the unbearably hot air, dozens of ice lines and a simple sword wind swept out, Luo Yan would have to see this sword clearly, I am afraid it is already a distance from the tip of the sword It's time for him to be three feet tall.
Luo Yan shouted: "Good boy!"
The broad sword swung open, and swung a scorching cyclone, blocking Si Mingjun's approach.
"Mysterious fire has no door!"
This sword, Xuan Huo Wumen, is a defensive style in the Yanhuang Sword Art.
"It's a good move, Xuan Huo has no door!"
Luo Si ordered the sword to make a sharp point, and thirteen phantoms appeared, and the swordsmanship was unbelievably fast. In just an instant, it changed from left to right to up and down to attack. He is in charge of the sword room, and he is good at studying the Luo family's swordsmanship. He has made great progress in martial arts in recent years, and his understanding of kendo is probably better than that of his uncle.
Luo Yan frowned and shouted.
"Long Yi."
However, the Emperor Yan took the road of opening and closing, and when he swung his sword, he could see the illusion of a dragon. The Yanhuang Sword Art is extremely powerful, and it is not afraid of reckless fighting. No matter how fast Luo Siming's swordsmanship was, when he got close, he still had to fight against the destructive Emperor Yan.
Luo Siming suddenly restrained Si Mingjun's astonishing coldness to the tip of the sword, and endured the high heat to break into Luo Yan's body three feet before he took out the sword. Luo Yan's offensive was blocked by a surprise attack, the heat plummeted, and Luo Siming was saved from being burned by the fire.
The two uncles and nephews are the top figures of the Luo family, and they know each other's martial arts very well. If you want to tell the winner, you must be outside of Lily.
The situation is stalemate, and suddenly there is a clear zha outside the door.
"Please stop."
A black shadow that could not see the entity was suddenly thrown into the hall. Although the objects thrown into the house could not be seen clearly, the sound of breaking wind was terrifying. The sound of the wind was so loud that it almost covered the sound of everyone fighting.
The thing fell between Luo Yan and Luo Siming, and the two felt that a peerless force was pressed against them.
The thing flew straight between the two of them, hitting the ground with a bang, like a boulder falling to the ground. It should be a kind of huge hidden weapon that has no friends.
But if you look closely, everyone is discolored.