Eight Desolate Valkyries

221 Careless underestimate the enemy
The Spear of Regret for the World was spinning extremely fast in the hands of the Song Army, the sun was overflowing, and the surging power sent out a strong air current, and the perfect true essence of the Song Army in the early days quickly accumulated.

"The spear breaks the shield!"

The moment the God of Regretful Spear stopped, the Song Army, which had gained momentum, turned into an afterimage, attacking like lightning.

Wherever it passed, all the stones on the ground were broken.

Before reaching Luo Cheng's body, his black hair was blown up by the gust of wind.

"See how you pick it up!"

Song Jun smiled complacently. With the help of the Spear of Regret, he took advantage of his superiority over Luo Cheng to launch a swift and fierce offensive, not giving Luo Cheng a chance to display his martial arts attainments.

Clever and sophisticated, he is worthy of being a strong man who grew up in life and death.

The only pity is that Luo Cheng's current strength is no longer afraid of this.

Song Jun's attack was fast and fierce, and he did not want to be outdone, and he used Lve Ying.

There is no need to accumulate strength, the person stands in place, and moves suddenly, leaving afterimages one after another. At the beginning, there are traces to follow, but when the strong wind surrounds, Luo Cheng's figure is hidden in it, faintly visible, flickering left and right.

He mastered the "Wind No Phase" of the Wind Path, and the "Supreme Swordsmanship" in swordsmanship.

The two ways of martial arts have achieved Luo Cheng's fierce swordsmanship and extreme speed.

Combined, it is most appropriate to describe it as fast as a ghost.

Song Jun's confident move couldn't hit anyone at this time, and he couldn't help feeling aggrieved by punching an empty space.

In the strong wind, he could barely see Luo Cheng's figure flickering, but he couldn't keep up with it at all.

"What's the point of hiding? Come if you have the ability!"

He was so angry that he cursed loudly. At this time, he didn't think he would lose, but he just lamented that Luo Cheng's speed was too fast, and he didn't dare to prove the confrontation with him.

He is not afraid at all in Gangfeng, because he wears the 'Dragon Scale Armor', as long as he protects his vitals.

"Fulfill your wishes."

Luo Cheng's voice came from behind, and Song Jun, who had been on guard for a long time, raised his eyebrows and didn't even look at it. He swung the spear back in his hand, and the terrifying power on the spear did not dissipate.

However, the blow still landed in the empty space, Song Jun looked back, and there was nothing behind him.

"It's too slow, here."

At the same moment, the voice came from behind again, but in a different direction.

This time, Luo Cheng appeared, holding the Qingming Sword, the cyan blade was dazzling, and the sword pellets were pulled up into countless sword threads, which were almost invisible to the naked eye, as if a gust of wind could blow them away, but he could see the blood sealing his throat, the sharpness abnormal.

Countless sword threads bloomed from the Qingming sword and struck Song Jun's back.

"Is he stupid? He clearly knows that Master Song is wearing spiritual armor."

Seeing this scene, the people around couldn't help thinking.

Just now, when Luo Cheng took advantage of Song Jun's carelessness, he stabbed him in the back with a sword, but he failed and returned without success.

At this time, he seized the opportunity and sent out another sword, but he made the same mistake.

"Hahaha, don't you give up? Your true essence is no match for me, and you can't do anything to my 'Dragon Scale Armor' at all. It's like an adult dealing with a child. Even if the child is flexible, the attack is still weak. You...how? meeting?!"

Song Jun was laughing triumphantly, and at the same time swept across with a spear, forcing Luo Cheng to retreat, although he still failed, but thinking that Luo Cheng could not do anything to him, he was very rampant.

However, to his surprise, bursts of tingling pain came from the place where Luo Cheng's sword hit. It was very slight at first, but soon spread with an uncontrollable momentum, penetrating into the internal organs.

The incomparable pain made Song Jun sweat profusely, his hands and feet were numb, his knees softened, and he knelt on the ground.

Everyone was startled, and looked at Song Jun for no reason, only to see that his face was contorted, his lips were tight, and he tried his best to endure something, but obviously failed, with a sound of 'wow', blood spurted from his mouth.

"how come?!"

Seeing this scene, many people couldn't figure out how a simple hand-to-hand combat could have such a bad result.

Luo Cheng stopped, and Gang Feng disappeared.

"You are very good, at least you can compete with me, but it is too careless."

Luo Cheng's expression remained the same after defeating a man who was at the initial stage of the cultivation realm. He didn't feel any excitement, but a little disappointed. If this guy can be serious, he can force out his golden armor.

However, he was too careless, too conceited and underestimated the enemy.

Song Jun ignored him, and stretched out his hand to touch his back. Where Luo Cheng was hit, he felt a piece of wetness. When he put it in front of his eyes, it turned out to be blood.

But he clearly felt that the 'dragon scale armor' was intact, and he didn't understand how he was injured.

On the contrary, the person standing behind him saw that under the backdrop of blood, there were hornet's nest-like pores, which were too small, and could not be found at all if there was no blood flowing out of them.

"Speed ​​is nothing. You dare not confront me head-on. You are despicable and cowardly!" Song Jun yelled unwillingly. He had never touched Luo Cheng with his spear in the previous battle, so it was no fault of him.

Luo Cheng shook his head, disdain to say more, his advantage is fast and fierce, and the opponent's advantage is strong strength.

He perfectly played his own strengths and restrained the opponent's performance, which was enough to be proud.

Song Jun's words were nothing more than a loser's complaint, wishing others would hit him with a spear.

"Wang Xiaoer, it's your turn now." Luo Cheng looked at the little boy who was still standing on the stairs.

Wang Xiaoer was stunned, then took a step, came to Luo Cheng's side, looked at him, then at Song Jun.

"Go ahead, his body is destroyed by the sword thread now, and it hurts so much to move a finger." Luo Cheng nodded and encouraged.

Wang Xiaoer was skeptical. In normal times, the prestige of the Song Army made him dare not look directly at him, but with new and old grudges in his body, there was a resentment in his heart that needed to be vented.

Therefore, the small body walked towards Song Jun.

Song Jun felt that he was wronged by the defeat, and was very unwilling. Seeing the little boy approaching again, he moved his fingers and wanted to grab the spear.

In the end, just as Luo Cheng said, he moved his finger and moved his whole body. The severe pain almost made him dizzy.

"Little bastard, do you want to court death?" Song Jun could only stare fiercely.

Wang Xiaoer paused, hesitating for a while, but to his surprise, he suddenly yelled and rushed up, slapping Song Jun's face with his small palms.

The scene fell into silence. A master who had completed his cultivation at the early stage of Yuanyuan Realm was slapped in the face by a little boy with no hair yet.

I am afraid that no one present has seen it in their lifetime.

The warriors of the Song family wanted to go up and stop him, but when they saw Luo Cheng, their thoughts disappeared immediately, not daring to offend Luo Cheng's anger.

At the same time, Luo Cheng walked towards the iron cage, Qing Mingjian cut off the lock and helped the two out.

"I'm sorry."

Looking at the middle-aged man's face, Luo Cheng said with shame.

"It's okay, it's not that you forced me to do such a thing, I'm willing, let's go, leave Black Rock City, or the Hong family and Song family will come soon." The middle-aged man said.

(End of this chapter)