Come to The Peak

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Luo people's parliament hall.

Luosong, Elder Luosong and other three elders of the Luo ethnic group and more than thirty deities of the Ningyuan Realm of the Luo ethnic group gathered in the hall.

After the Luo people were destroyed, the Luo people immediately began to rebuild. For every warrior who was able to resist thousands of pounds, rebuilding the home was very simple. Everyone was a living construction machine.

A total of nearly forty people were sitting around a large round table, and the position of the patriarch was always empty.

At this time, whether they were the three elders of the Luo ethnic group or the other deacon of Ningyuan, they all looked dignified.

"Sure enough, Elder Luosong, Elder Luo Dao was killed, and the news that the patriarch was suspected of being killed has finally spread. The several forces have started to suppress our family and started to work on some industries. Yesterday, our Luo people Of a casino has been smashed "

A middle-aged deacon of the Luo ethnic group in a white robe frowned.

"I took someone to meet the enemy, but the other person retreated directly."

After listening to it, Luo Song froze, and Luo Gu said coldly, "This jerk, dare to go down this time!"

"Hey ... we Luo people have been in Qingyang City for too long, so there are many enemies. If you blame us, we were too kind-hearted and did not directly destroy them. Those forces and our Luo people also have hundreds of years of grudges. Elder Luo Shang sighed.

"The other party should not have been informed of the patriarch's death, so they have been provocative, there is no large-scale attack, otherwise they would have waged a war long ago," said Elder Luosong frowningly.

"But the patriarch hasn't shown up for a long time, I guess ..." Luo Gu calmly looked, and had the worst plan in his language.

As soon as Luo Gu's words came out, the atmosphere in the hall immediately became extremely depressed.

"Let's not set ourselves up and strengthen the protection of the family industry. If people come to the scene, kill!"

Eventually, Elder Luosong stood up and looked at the crowd sitting coldly.

"Yes, elder!"

At night, there are three conjoined four-storey restaurants in a certain street in Qingyang City.

At night, the business of the restaurant was very popular, and there were many warriors and ordinary people drinking.

Zuiwenglou, a well-known restaurant in Qingyang City, the chefs here are first-rate chefs in Qingyangcheng, but they are also relatively high-end restaurants. .

Every year also brings a lot of benefits to the Luo people.

A group of about 1,400 or 500 people suddenly appeared on this street. All the warriors in black robes holding swords came to this side and surrounded all the conjoined restaurants.

"The guests in Drunk House all listened to me, except the Luo people, get out of me."

An ugly, burly man in a black dress is holding a dazzling razor coldly.

"Ah, isn't this the Tiexiong's gang leader?"

"That's right, it's Tiexiong. Why, what is the black guy doing today? This drunk man's house is a Luo industry, so why don't he hit the battlefield?"

"It seems that you haven't heard that the elders of the Luo ethnic group and the chief of the Luo ethnic group are dead, and now many of the forces that are hostile to the Luo ethnic group are about to start their operations."

The other residents on the street talked, and the drunkards upstairs ran out in fright and watched on the street.

At this time, more than 200 warriors wearing the blue robe Luo nationality came out of the drunk man building, headed by a thin white robe middle-aged man, Luo Hong, the deacon of Ningyuan Realm of Luo nationality.

Luo Hong looked gloomy at the black gangsters around Drunk Weng Lou.

"Tie Gang Lord, what do you mean, what is this you want to do?" Luo Hong asked coldly, but there was some fear in his heart.

This gang of black men is also a first-class force in Qingyang City, and the master Tiexiong is even more agile, and has always had business conflicts with the Luo ethnic group.

However, the Luo ethnic group is strong, and the black male gang has always looked up at the breath of the Luo ethnic group and did not dare to run into it, but now, as soon as Luo Hao, the great **** of fire of the Luo ethnic group, dies, the most deterrent person of the Luo ethnic group no longer exists. .

Although Luo Yu can also make these forces fear, but the ancestors of Luo Yu many years ago, Luo Yu expelled Luo Yu, Luo Yu returned from Luo, today the most bright star of this empire no longer belongs to Luo.

"Hey, what do you mean, my black male gang was oppressed by your Luo tribe for a hundred years, and today I ’m looking for some interest, come on, kill!"

Tiexiong yelled, the golden true elements in his body surged, and the momentum of the strong man emanated from the middle of the agile state. He took a mountain knife and slashed at Luo Hong.

Huh!

A three-footed swordmang cut sharply at Luo Hong with a sharp knife.

Luo Hong was horrified, and the blue Zhenyuan body was protected. At the same time, a white long sword appeared in his hand, and his body burst back with a sword.

The blue sword-mang cut off to the sword, but how could the true element attack by the warrior in the Ningyuan Realm be better than the true element attack of the strong in the middle of the spiritual realm.

The Golden Blade Mang directly chopped Jian Mang, and then cut off Luo Yuan's attack, and cut off half of Luo Hong's shoulders.

"Hmm ...!"

" what…"

Luo Hong's shoulder was cut off and a scream of pain was heard.

Huh!

And Tiexiong rushed into Luo Hong's front, and swept into Luo Hong's belly with a stab.

"puff…"

The **** knife tip protruded from the back, the serrations on the back of the knife were still hung with a white intestine, Luo Hong's eyes glared, and then he felt that the strength of the whole body was passing quickly.

" kill!"

More than one thousand warriors of the Tiexiong gang also yelled and killed two hundred Luo ethnic disciples of Luo ethnic group. An unequal battle or the massacre began.

Tiexiong looked indifferently at the hilt, leaning his head on Luo Hong's ear and whispering softly.

"Today is the beginning of the destruction of your Luo ethnic group!"

After Tiexiong finished speaking, he pulled out the knife, and Luo Hong glared with wide eyes and squinted ...

Tiexiong again cut off several Luo students with a knife, and four Luo students were directly hacked into two halves.

The fighting lasted only a few minutes, and more than two hundred Luo disciples were slashed and killed in front of Zuiwenglou, and blood flowed into a bloodstream.

Tie Xiong glanced at the corpse, sneered at the corner of his mouth, and spit.

"Luo, the oldest martial arts family in Qingyang City, haha ​​... Today is the day of your Luo's demise, go, one by one, Luoju's Longju Inn!"

Tiexiong took over a thousand people to the next Luo ethnic industry to rush past, and today, it is destined to be a sleepless night for countless people.

And those who watched on the street stared at this scene, usually walking in Qingyang City, with lofty disciples of the Luo ethnic group, now lying in a pool of blood.

"What the **** is going on here. The warlords over the Luo ethnic group destroyed the Luo ethnic group in front. Now the Tiexiong Gang is blatantly picking the Luo ethnic group's place. Could it be said that Qingyang City is going to change?"

"The Luo tribe has stood in Qingyang City for thousands of years, and there are so many enemies. It was rumored that Luo Hao, the prince of the royal family of the Luo tribe, was killed in the battle of all the kings.

And Luo Dao was forced to kill by Purple Sword Shu Luo Luo Yu, coupled with the influence of the War of Kings of War a while ago, now Luo people can be described as the lowest valley, how can those Luo people ’s enemies miss this opportunity? ”

"Huh, but they blame themselves. If they didn't expel Luo Yu at the time, whoever dared to move the Luo tribe, based on Luo Yu's current reputation and strength, would blame himself!"

"Ah ... it would be a shame if the Luo people really destroyed this, after all, it is a martial arts family for thousands of years ..."

Numerous onlookers watched this scene, and they all lamented in their hearts.

The same thing is happening elsewhere.

Hongqing Street, a competition site covering an area of ​​more than 1,000 square meters, three tall lofts and a hall around the venue, Luo industry performance martial arts hall.

The performance martial arts hall is a martial arts hall opened by the Luo nationality. You can learn martial arts in the pavilion by paying a certain tuition fee. There is a real master in the hall to guide at any time, and from time to time, there are warriors in Ningyuan to guide martial arts.

Most of the Luo people's surnames are from Wuguan, and every year, some children of civilian families send them to Yanwu to check the capital.

You can also learn some low-level exercises and martial arts of Luo people to pay tuition fees with root bones, and train them to work for Luo people in the future.

The Yanwu Pavilion has become a way for some civilian children. If they can marry a Luo ethnic woman or enter the Luo ethnic minority, the future is even brighter, so the Luo ethnic performance Wuguan is a very lively place.

Thousands of young girls practice and learn martial arts every day in the martial arts hall.

Tonight's Yanwu Hall is surrounded by more than two thousand warriors wearing blue military robes, and all the young girls and girls in the hall are hiding in fear in the hall.

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More than 300 Luo warriors were guarded in front of the main hall. At the forefront was a middle-aged man wearing a blue Luo robe with a firm face and a beard standing in the forefront, looking dignified.

Tian Gang, a martial artist in the late Ningyuan Period of the Luowu Performing Arts Museum, is also the master of the museum, and a surname of the Luo people.

And more than 2,000 Qingpao warriors came from a first-class force Qinglingtang in Qingyang City. A middle-aged man in a blue gown with thin cheeks and sunken cheeks was the strongest in the middle of the aggression.

"Zhang Tangzhu, what do you want to do when Qinglingtang surrounds us Luo ethnic performance martial arts hall?"

Tian Gang asked solemnly.

"Why, Tian Gang, I don't think you are a member of the Luo ethnic group. Today you can spare your life and come to my Qinglingtang. I can give you the same treatment as the Luo ethnic group. Otherwise, you will only be buried with the Luo ethnic group today."

Zhang Qing said to Tian Gang lightly with both hands.

"You want to destroy the Luo people. Toad is really yawning. Great tone, Zhang Qing, if your Qinglingtang today dares to play the idea of ​​performing martial arts, tomorrow is the day of your Qinglingtang's destruction."

"Oh, so you want to bury the Luo people?"

When Zhang Qing heard this, his face immediately cooled down.

"Well, the Luo people have great gratitude to me, Tian Gang. An orphan of my Tian Gang can have this self-cultivation and his current status is all from the Luo people. He wants me to surrender to you unless I die!"

Tian Gang was glaring with anger, his whole body was agitated by blue Zhenyuan, and a black spear appeared in his hand, with a determined attitude.

"Well, there is love and courage. In this case, you go to funerate the Luo people!"