Chapter 41 What Is Refining the Internal Organs? This Is Refining the Internal Organs!
The Luo family's resistance was fierce.
However, facing the Zhao family's more than 1,500 armored young men and the two monks who had reached the perfect state of bone refining.
No matter how fierce the resistance was, it would eventually become useless as time passed.
"The destruction of the Luo family is a foregone conclusion!"
"If you are willing to be killed, I might consider letting some of the old and weak go, so that your Luo family's bloodline can continue on this continent."
Zhao Wu and Zhao Hong.
Forced to fight with the third son of the Luo family, and then separated.
He looked at the man in front of him with a somewhat cold expression, with a red face and fist marks and footprints all over his body.
Luo Yong looked extremely embarrassed.
He whispered to persuade him.
"Will you be killed?" Luo Yong looked at Zhao Wu and Zhao Hong in front of him, and he couldn't help laughing: "It seems that your Zhao family hasn't figured out the situation yet!"
"It's not my Luo family that should be killed, but your Zhao family!!!"
After the negotiation between Zhao Wu and Luo Yong completely collapsed.
Zhao Wu and Zhao Hong, the two brothers.
They gradually became ruthless in their hearts, and no longer held back against Luo Yong in front of them.
Since everyone in the Luo family is so stubborn and so ignorant.
Then none of them can live on this continent.
"Second brother, use that trick" Zhao Wu silently glanced at his second brother Zhao Hong beside him, and he whispered.
Zhao Hong nodded silently.
After keeping a certain distance from Luo Yong in front of him.
He squatted down slightly.
He clenched his right hand into a fist.
The right fist was aimed at Luo Yong in front of him in a somewhat weird posture.
"Is this the Zhao family's Boom Fist??"
Seeing this scene, Luo Yong's expression gradually became a little solemn.
In the Luo family's land, there are family-inherited skills of the best level.
The Zhao family naturally also has family-inherited skills of the best level.
In the Zhao family's library, there are other ordinary best skills.
The Luo family doesn't care much about it, but this so-called Boom Fist is the only destructive and terrifying skill that the Luo family fears the most.
This skill consumes a lot of blood and qi in the body.
And after using it once, it can't be used a second time in a short time.
But among the cultivators of the same level, cultivators who can withstand the lethality of the Boom Fist are generally very rare.
Even on the surface, as the strongest person in the Luo family, Luo Yong, who has the perfect state of bone refining.
Face this Boom Fist, dare not be careless.
"The Zhao family has revealed all their secrets. Are you not going to take action, Changfeng Patriarch?"
While Luo Yong was preparing to defend against the punch, he silently looked in the direction of his Changfeng Patriarch's courtyard.
Just as Luo Yong gritted his teeth and was about to withstand Zhao Hong's punch.
In the depths of the Luo family's territory, an old man in a white robe with a head full of silver hair.
He was thin and had his hands behind his back.
He exuded a faint aura from head to toe.
At this moment, he suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
When the Luo family saw the old man, everyone's face showed a touch of joy, and a big stone in their hearts finally fell.
Because, they knew.
As long as their Changfeng Patriarch appeared.
All the problems will be solved.
And the people of the Zhao family saw that the Luo family's ancestor Luo Changfeng appeared directly in front of them.
The faces of the people of the Zhao family gradually became a little ugly.
However, things have developed to this point.
Even if Luo Changfeng, the ancestor of the Luo family, appeared.
The people of the Zhao family would not stop the matter of exterminating the Luo family.
Among the Zhao family, only Gao Qi, who had a pale face, a thin body, and a mediocre appearance, was there.
The moment he saw Luo Changfeng, the ancestor of the Luo family, appear.
His face, which was already somewhat defeated, became even paler.
His thin body was also somewhat out of his control at this time, and trembled slightly.
Although the ancestor of the Luo family only appeared in front of everyone and did not make any movements.
But even so, Gao Qi was still able to perceive it keenly.
The situation seemed to be beyond his expectations little by little.
"I am not dead, is it a surprise?"
Looking at the people of the Zhao family in front of him, Luo Changfeng was silent for a moment, and then he said calmly.
"Ancestor Changfeng, Zhao Hong seems to be using a punch on Uncle San!!!"
Behind Luo Changfeng, Luo Chuan, who followed silently, saw Zhao Hong's right hand clenched into a fist.
And the abnormally bulging muscles on Zhao Hong's right hand.
He suddenly reminded.
"Bang Fist?" Luo Changfeng narrowed his eyes slightly and silently shifted his sight to Zhao Hong.
Sure enough, at this time, the blood and energy in Zhao Hong's body.
was rushing towards his right arm at an extremely fast speed.
"Second brother, hurry up and deal with Luo Yong first."
"Then deal with Luo Changfeng, the old immortal."
Zhao Wu frowned slightly and shouted to his second brother Zhao Hong beside him anxiously.
Even the brothers Zhao Wu and Zhao Hong, who were a little slow to react.
They already felt something was wrong at this time.
"Brother, don't worry, this Luo Yong will definitely die!!!" After Zhao Hong finished saying this, he raised his head and shouted again.
Even, nearly two-thirds of the energy and blood in the body.
All of it poured into his right arm with a somewhat weird posture.
Zhao Hong's right arm also swelled once again due to the injection of a large amount of Qi and blood.
A more terrifying aura gradually spread over Zhao Hong's body.
"call"
"call"
"call"
As Zhao Hong continued to take deep breaths, bursts of hot white mist continued to exhale from his mouth.
His right arm had swollen to a terrifying degree.
At this moment, he once again shrank back a little.
However, just when Zhao Hong wanted to use this accumulated terrifying energy and blood, it carried extremely terrifying power and destructive power.
Even a monk who has reached the perfection of bone refining can be directly injured seriously with one punch.
He had thousands of silver hair, a thin figure, and his hands behind his back.
Luo Changfeng stood silently and motionless.
At this time, it suddenly started to move.
His speed was beyond what anyone could bear with the naked eye.
As gusts of breeze came towards him, Luo Changfeng appeared behind Zhao Hong in an instant.
I saw that he just slightly raised his skinny right hand and slapped Zhao Hong on the head.
But with such a simple movement, Zhao Hong's head was like an exploding watermelon, flying in all directions.
Red blood spurted everywhere, and white brains were spread all over the ground.
Zhao Hong's body has not yet fallen, and the punch carrying terrifying power and terrifying destructive power has not yet been punched.
He possesses the perfect state of bone refining and leads a "big man" with about five thousand people in the village.
At this moment, he suddenly fell into the Luo family's clan.