Chapter 92: The head is coming

"The battlefield king unexpectedly fainted, let us count down three times. If the battlefield king can't stand up after three times, the winner of the competition will belong to today's red player."
The narrator who belonged to the arena spoke in an extremely reluctant voice.
Immediately afterwards, "three, two, one." It sounded, the narrator had already spoken as slowly as possible, but he still couldn't wait for the moment when the Battlefield King stood up. Every audience present could clearly see. Luo He's punch has been gaining momentum for a long time, and it is faster than any previous attack.
But Douchang Wang was full of worries about his lifeblood, and he didn't do any defense against the door.
It was a miracle to be hit on the head by a warrior with eight levels of mind, and it was a miracle to survive. It was just to see the look of the battlefield king's lack of vision, his face covered in blood.
If he could stand up, it would be a good time.
"I declare that the red player wins."
The head of Gu Zhong stood up and applauded the disciple heartily, the smile on his face couldn't stop. As expected to be a disciple of my Cangshan school, I didn't shame the school.
Then, many audience members stood up and applauded Luohe. Those who had mocked Luohe before felt a pain on their faces and immediately left the meeting place with their heads hooked.
"Hmph, let's go." The Jinfu man shook his sleeves and left with a group of domestic servants behind him.
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Black Mountain City, the Great Arena backstage.
"We agreed in advance. If you win the game, you will give me the pill and medicinal materials. If you lose, I will pay gold coins. Why do I use my arm to bet?
Luo He's face was calm, but the light in his eyes burst out like an interrogation prisoner, so that everyone present did not dare to look down upon him.
The stewards of the arena just watched the whole game, and in front of such a young man with good skills in cultivation, several old stewards were suddenly discouraged.
He was speechless for a long time.
The eyes of several fellow Cangshan school disciples standing behind Luohe were furious. Today's matter is clearly aimed at intentionally. If you don't make it clear today, in the future, the senior sisters and sisters in the door will be treated more unfairly.
"Oh, just won a small game and started to discuss it?"
A frivolous and arrogant voice came from the small door on the side, and the person who came was the man in Jinfu who had just provoked in the audience.
Several panicked stewards met the man in Jinfu, and immediately came back to life as if they had eaten soul-recovering pills.
The waist also straightened up, returning to the way it used to be arrogant.
"My son, you are here."
The man in Jinfu nodded, and several stewards stood behind him honestly, "Since you are competing in my big arena, of course I will decide the rules."
"Any questions?"
"You!" A few disciples of the Cangshan School behind Luohe clenched their fists, and they had to do it. There are such shameless people in the world.
However, he was stopped by Luo He who was in front of him. Luo He motioned to the disciples with his eyes, and the disciples realized that the shameless person in front of him had brought a helper.
At the moment when the Cangshan faction disciple wanted to do something, a strong obstructive force was generated in the entire room. The source of that obstructive force was the white-haired old man behind the Jinfu man.
The old man's cultivation level is not low, and the disciples of the Cangshan School quickly made a judgment, and the clenched fists were also loosened.
"Hahaha, I thought there are so many kinds of disciples of Cangshan School, why? Scared?"
"Didn't the clamor just now be so powerful?"
The man in Jinfu saw that his elder intimidated the disciple of the Cangshan School, and he was even more arrogant. He walked directly in front of Luohe, wanting to see how angry the disciple of Cangshan School was but couldn't hold him back.
It's a pity... "Boom boom boom..."
At the moment when the Jinfu man approached Luohe, Luohe raised his palm abruptly, and hit the young master who was uttering arrogant words in front of him.
The Jinfu man's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at Luo He disbelievingly, a mouthful of blood poured out of his chest.
"Puff..." The blood spurted out, splashing more than a meter high, and the disciples of Luohe and Cangshan faction stepped back quickly, and they didn't get the blood spurted by the man in Jinfu.
"The disciples of the Cangshan faction are indeed very kind." Luo He wiped his fists, looking condescendingly at the man in Jinfu who fell on the ground and vomiting blood, coldly.
I am a rubbish, and want to insult the disciples of the Cangshan School because of the power of the family? dream!
"Master!"
A group of housekeepers screamed and rushed to the Jinfu man's side. The man in Jinfu who had already vomited half a basin of blood was served.
Fortunately, this young master himself still has a bit of cultivation level, otherwise Luohe's few punches can send him to see their fighting field king.
"Boy! Looking for death!"
The white-haired elder slammed towards Luohe with a fierce palm. The disciples of the Cangshan faction were ready to respond to the enemy, and the elders of the Linghu family initially released a deterrent aura.
To say nothing, they also have the fifth level of cultivation in the Linghai Realm, and among their seven disciples, only Luohe has the highest level of cultivation, and the others are all martial artists with the seventh level of mind. Even so, they have not thought of begging for mercy.
Seven hits one, he's still a half-lengthed old man, it's not impossible to try.
Seeing Linghu's elder with white hair fluttering, his feet hanging in the air came to Luohe's side. The other disciples had no time to get close, and Luohe had already been carried to the opposite position.
The white-haired elder dragged Luo He's body and pinched Luo He's neck with one hand. Luo He's face was red because of poor breathing, but he was still stubborn.
"Boy? I want to see how kind you are. I haven't seen anyone in this world who is not afraid of death."
"You just have to say, Cangshan Sect is an influential sect, and a disciple of Cangshan Sect is an influential disciple, I will let you go, how about?"
A hoarse voice with a tone of contempt sounded throughout the backstage, the white-haired elder increased his strength a little bit, Luo He rolled his eyes and almost fainted. But there was still no intention to deal with the white-haired elders.
The disciple of the Cangshan School on the side looked anxious, but it was absolutely impossible for Senior Brother Luohe to speak out about this kind of insulting sect and the same sect.
The disciples of the Cangshan faction glanced at each other, and had plans in their hearts. If the old man dared to do something, they would have to drag him to death even if they tried their best.
"Hahaha, yes, it seems that you are tired of living, then I will fulfill you."
Just when the white-haired elder was about to start, the Cangshan faction disciples were also ready to go.
The door in front of him collapsed with a "boom", and the ancient clock in white appeared in the background, "Head!" The Cangshan sent disciple breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, with a joy on his face, and the thought of death of the same thing was given up instantly.
The head is here, do they still need to do it?