After he finished speaking, he sneered: "You are a fighter for the common people, and you don't understand the emperor's will. I do understand."
"The mouth is very hard."
Luo Ming was not angry, but sneered back.
"Do you know why this surnamed Kuang is under the banner of Lushan Jianguan?"
Then he whispered a few words, the emperor's eyes widened, and he lost his words for a while.
Luo Ming smiled and said, "So Dugu Ye will surely die."
Speaking of this, the voice of Fengjian came.
"Master, Demon Eye Shura asks to see you."
"Magic Eye Shura?"
Luo Ming remembered the fact that Shicai Demon Eye Shura refused to offer his weapon, and sneered in his heart, this newborn calf is really not afraid of tigers.
"Let him come in. Let me see what kind of apprentice the Demon Swordsman has come out, and dare to challenge my Luo family."
Not long after Feng Jian took command, Demon Eye Shura walked in with his two brothers who were competing in the competition.
When he saw Luo Ming, he didn't saluted, he snorted as a greeting. His eyes turned on the face of the emperor on the side, he seemed a little surprised, but he didn't say anything else.
Luo Ming was not angry, just smiled.
"My nephew came to look for Luo, I don't know what to say?"
"I don't have much to say, just a little uncomfortable. I want to come to you for an explanation."
"Explain? My nephew held the sword and refused to give it, but still want to ask Luo for an explanation?"
"It's not, it's not." Demon Eye Shura waved his hand, and said inexplicably: "It's not for what I want. It's for others."
Luo Ming said curiously, "Who else is there?"
"Is the owner of Luo Zhuang too forgetful, have you forgotten the one beside me?"
Luo Ming was startled and glanced at the two people on the left and right beside him. One was wearing a cloak, covering his head and face, while the other was a bald monk with a blue dragon thorn on his face up to the side of his neck, which was terrifying.
Luo Ming looked at the monk and said, "Your Excellency is a ruthless master?"
This ruthless monk is an abandoned Shaolin disciple, and his actions are ruthless and murderous. Luo Ming was more polite.
The ruthless monk put his hands together, but said, "Exactly."
"However, what does the master want to say to Luo?"
The ruthless monk looked at his nose and heart and said, "It's not a poor monk who is looking for the master of Luozhuang."
Luo Ming was even more confused and looked at the last person.
This person was covered with a gray cloth, as if he had a disease, and he couldn't see what was going on at a glance.
"Your Excellency is... "
The man was silent for a long time before speaking.
"it's me."
Suddenly, an inexplicable feeling hit the entire pavilion.
With the man in the cloak as the center, a deep-sea-like blue light erupted, and a huge spherical light formed a field that enveloped everyone in the pavilion.
And those who were shrouded in light, without exception, were overwhelmed by an incomparably powerful force. On the other hand, there is another small field on the body, which concentrates on counteracting the infuriating qi that the body resists.
No one knew what it was, and no one could describe the feeling. It was as if he had suddenly fallen into the deep sea, and was suppressed by a quiet and huge indescribable power.
Luo Ming knew this feeling. He used to use the Guizang Sword Theory to simulate this technique, although he could not exert 100% of the power of ghosts and gods, it only had the effect of crushing, and could not reproduce the miraculous effect of controlling the field. At this time, I know that the use of "Ghost Nerve" can be so wonderful.
The immobile body, only the corner of his eye could catch the center of the blue light, the man suddenly tore off the cloak.
The majestic roar is like the solitary howl of a wolf under the moon.
"Luo Ming Piff, give me your life!"
The blue sky-shattering sword light almost slashed the pavilion into two.
This person is feared as a ghost in the northern Xinjiang, and even today is still a recognized nightmare among princes and nobles.
His life twists and turns bizarre, magnificent. Some call him a hero, some call him a thief.
His name is Bodhi Aples.
Chapter 99 Ghosts and Gods War (1)
With a quick swipe of the sword, the green shadows fluttered, and Kuang Lu's sword was like a dragon. Every sword strike is calm and relaxed, which can be said to be the atmosphere of a dignified teacher in swordsmanship.
However, his opponent could not maintain such leisurely pace. In comparison, it is even more incomparable. Dodge and move, roll on the ground and other tricks are all available. It is still polite to say that you have lost the demeanor of a master, I am afraid that it is not much better than a fight with a beggar. At most a few mouthfuls of spit.
Rao is so, but no one dared to cast a disappointed look at Dugu. From the start of the war to the present day, no matter how strange and fierce Kuanglu's swordsmanship is, the three-foot green peak surrounded by the sword light has always been unable to reach the youth.
Dugu knew exactly what his mission was. It doesn't matter what the outcome is, delaying time is his biggest goal. Fighting would have been a good choice.
It's just that the only bad thing is that he has encountered an opponent of Kuanglu's level.
Kuang Lu's eyes gleamed brightly, and a quick stab just found a gap and broke into Dugu's arms. Dugu's reaction was as fast as lightning, his palms clasped together, and using some unknown technique, he even sealed the gust-like sword from the air.
However, Kuang Lu's body, which had just stopped, moved again.
It was as if a figure had once again transformed from the condensed sword, holding the ice front, breaking the wind and drawing a sword that was as gleaming as water.
This exquisite sword aroused thunderous applause, but seeing Dugu, who was supposed to be killed by this sword, didn't panic, turned around in a circle, and hit Kuang Lu's sword with his elbow.
His elbow was not directly cut off by this sword, but made a 'clang' sound, and a cloud of smoke erupted on the spot!
The two figures swayed, and they were ten feet away from each other. And the place where the two of them stood was a big hole. It can be seen that the real force hits violently.
Dugu raised his handsome face, and a pale face flashed across his face. The fight just now seemed to be a tie, but in fact, he was forced to fight head-to-head in addition to his internal injuries, which was really not good for him. This also proves one point, the opponent is not only skilled in swordsmanship, but also in the cultivation of internal strength is enough to enter the realm of the master of the pioneering faction.
And Kuanglu stroked his sword and showed deep thought.
Few people really know what martial arts 'Jin Chan' Dugu Ye is good at.
The origin of this young man is not mysterious. He is a war orphan. I met the emperor when he was on a tour, and ordered the emperor's side to adopt training, and he received hard training to protect the emperor since he was a child. This origin is not special. The number of orphans ordered to be adopted by the emperor is innumerable, especially the ones left by the war in the past, I am afraid there are not thousands of them. In the village where he met Dugu alone, there were a dozen children in the same situation as him.
Dugu is not the type to hide. Although he usually acts in a low-key manner, that is the quality that a spy should have. When he kills, he is no less than any other spy on the king's side—if he doesn't care about the difficulty of his opponent.