Wuling Continent, Jinling Empire, Demon Flame City, Tianshi.
The sun wakes up and stretches out, crossing the horizon, its beams shining on the earth unscrupulously.
"Surprise appeared, and the sound reached my ears."
"Look, isn't this a celebrity from Demon Flame City? Isn't he the laughing stock of the nobles, the good-for-nothing Baron, Luo Tian, the eldest young master of the Luo family?"
"Yes, the celebrity of Demon Flame City, the shame of the nobles, the genius of the Luo family with an ethereal body, a great celebrity..."
The sarcastic words gradually sounded, and as the eyes moved, they turned to the thin figure of the young man. Once he appeared in the sky market, he would arouse the ridicule of many poor people and nobles.
"Tianshi."
A place used to exchange goods on Wuling Continent. To a certain extent, the prosperity of Tianshi reflects the prosperity of a city and a country.
In Tianshi, people walking around were people of all religions and nine streams. The poor people from the lower classes taunted him because they were oppressed and finally found a way to vent their resentment towards the nobles. The nobles taunted him because those nobles thought he was
Existence has caused the nobility to lose face and glory.
A young man was ridiculed and humiliated by a group of people. However, he did not receive sympathy and help from passers-by. Such things happened from time to time in Wuling Continent, where the jungle is strong and the jungle is strong...
Luo Tian, who has an ethereal body, is famous throughout Demon Flame City and even the entire aristocratic circle for his reputation as a "waste".
The young man walked in a hurry, his steps were erratic, and his breathing was rapid. He wanted to hide, not wanting to be seen, not wanting to be bumped into by those so-called noble nobles, and then expose himself to an embarrassing situation.
If you are afraid of ghosts, there will be gods.
"Hey~~ Isn't this our famous Lord Baron?" After the words fell, the laughter started again...
"You see, Baron Luo Tian of Demon Flame City is different. He has many "nobles" and "celebrities".
You're not going to practice again!" The naked sarcasm revealed a disdainful sarcasm.
The young man raised his head and held the sword in his hand tightly. His face revealed disgust and hatred, and his eyes radiated murderous rage. This humiliation, this ridicule, and this contempt have been with him for more than ten years. He tried his best to
Change. However, the results are always unsatisfactory.
"Yes, when rats take to the streets, everyone shouts. When wastes take to the streets, everyone dodges. 'It's really embarrassing. Don't you know that the ethereal body is the abandoned son of God? Cultivation? Are you kidding me? It's a waste of time, and it's even more wasteful.
Resources~are you right? Baron Luo Tian."
Several young people who looked like sunshine surrounded the nobleman they called "Luo Tian". After the heated sarcasm, they did not forget to look at each other and wink. Everyone's eyes showed joyful ridicule and twisted pleasure.
Luo Tian came from the Luo family of Demon Flame City, and his title was baron. Although he was the lowest noble, he was still a noble. He enjoyed the privileges of the nobles, was protected by the laws of the empire, and had a monthly salary of thirty gold from the empire.
But for such a young boy, he was isolated by his so-called brothers and sisters in the family, and was even regarded as a worm in the family; and outside, he was even called a waste, and was regarded as...a laughing stock. There is only one reason for this result, the ethereal
body.
"Empty body", to put it bluntly, is an empty body that does not have any attributes, cannot gather spiritual energy, and cannot improve one's own cultivation.
Such physical attributes are destined to be bullied in the Wuling continent with weak meat. The mainland is rumored. The empty body is the child abandoned by God, because the aura in the air cannot be gathered
Therefore, it was spurred, despised, ridiculed, and even became what people talked about people after meals as jokes.
On the martial arts continent, martial arts inherit for tens of thousands of years, martial arts divide military force, martial arts, martial arts.
Emperor Wu, martial arts. Martial arts divided: "Heaven, earth, Xuan, Emperor." Wu Soul was born with heaven.
Each level of force is promoted, it is necessary to gather the aura to form a cyclone, break through the obstacles of the meridians, and obtain the improvement of combat power.
Top.
In the Wuling continent, the strong has the right to speak. As a noble, Luo Tian, I do n’t know if God deliberately made trouble, or the ink dots in the goddess of destiny, the regret of the empty body, entangled him for ten years
Nympho
This kind of abolition of firewood is oppressed by a panting, mocking red face, and the life of isolation to lose language is a kind of torture, and it is also a kind of experience in mind.
The teenager who was talking in front of him made Luo Tian deeply disgusted and looked at the appearance of his face. There was a sense of frustration that Luo Tian in his heart. Wu Qiong, who was also the karison of the empire, should be the primary samurai.
The feet have entered the threshold of martial arts.
"Good dogs don't stop the road, let it open."
Luo Tian held the iron sword in his hand tightly, and the humiliation exposed in his eyes turned into a language of attack.
"Who is a dog?"
Wu Qiong was angry, and his eyes revealed a scornful ridicule.
"Of course who blocks the road, who is a dog."
Looking at the disdain in Wu Qiong's eyes, Luo Tian counterattacked and touched it.
"You are just a waste material! The empire nobles in the exit, you know that what he committed was the crime of bullying." After listening to this, Luo Tian glanced at the strange woman who suddenly emerged.
"Who are you?"
Hearing Luo Tian's doubts, a glamorous woman's face showed a coquettish face, and the provocative colors were revealed between the eyebrows.
fiancée……"
"Not the nobles stand by, men speak, what kind of" water. "You do n’t understand what kind of chickens are, what kind of chickens, what kind of eggs, your appearance is not as good as the peach willow and chrysanthemum in Hua Cao Lane."
"Huahua Lane, what is that?"
The girl showed a look of idiots and ignorance. Although she was secretly annoyed in her heart, she knew it was a brothel, but how could the girl's restraint say that she was embarrassed and asked intentionally.
"It's really pitiful to forget the person you have forgotten your family!"
The exciting language has just been spoken from Luo Tian's mouth, and the woman who is arrogant and arrogant is scolded. Your family is the brothel open. "The woman just finished speaking, feeling that she was leaking, and her eyes sparked.
There are a lot of mercenaries and adventurers who love to watch jokes in the city. Listening to such obvious ridicule, watching this naive but aggressive girl, I can't help laughing, and some still blow up.
Rogue whistle.
"Brother Wu Qiong..."
When the girl was in extreme embarrassment, Wu Qiong also lost face, but who asked him to deal with such a gossiping cousin? However, thinking of the ecstasy last night, his brain was eroded by lust...
"Luo Tian, don't forget your identity! However, even if you have a noble title, you are still a waste!" Looking at Luo Tian's contemptuous eyes, Wu Qiong's eyes flashed with a trace of viciousness. After all, she was also his woman.
"Trash, so what? At least he is a man compared to the people who come out of Flower Alley." Luo Tian hated others calling him a trash, and when he heard Wu Qiong's attack, he taunted him.
"You...you must apologize for what you said."
Wu Qiong had never thought that Luo Tian, a loser, would even dare to humiliate himself. The anger in his heart and the arrogance of the nobles made him immediately pull out the sword on his back. The sword exuded coldness and contained murderous intent.
"Apologise, must!"
"There are only gods who die in battle, and there are no humiliated men." After Luo Tian finished speaking, he placed the sword in his hand on his chest.
"Shame has made Luo Tian forget fear!"
Luo Tian's toughness was beyond Wu Qiong's expectation. According to Luo Tian's fighting power, he would always remain at the level of a warrior. To confront him, a warrior with fighting power, would be to throw an egg at a stone and seek death by overestimating his own capabilities.
Thinking of this, Wu Qiong showed a happy smile on his lips, "If Luo Tian can be killed, it will not only weaken the Luo family's list of noble titles, but also improve his reputation in Demon Flame City and his family's status.
The foundation was laid for the fight for the position of family patriarch."
Once an opportunity is lost, the best way to seize it is to seize it.
"In that case, then accept my challenge." After Wu Qiong finished speaking, he pointed his sword at Luo Tian. This is a challenge.
"No need to talk nonsense." Luo Tian roared, anger burning in his heart, his personality should not be violated.
"You are looking for death."
When Wu Qiong finished speaking, he raised his sword, and the light from his sword blade was directed towards Luo Tian's face. With murderous intent, the sword was about to roar.
The sword in Luo Tian's hand was suddenly raised, and the thick blade was pushed towards the opposite side. There was no evasion or fear. It was sword to sword, a desperate fighting style. This was the first time Wu Qiong had seen...
Wu Qiong, who had taken the lead, in order to avoid the situation of losing both sides, turned his sword, swayed lightly, and ended the fight that was the first to fight back. He mentally cursed: "Damn it, you are fighting like this, then don't blame me, I made you stop breathing air.
The time comes early.”
Gathering energy, the sword spun in Wu Qiong's hand, stabbing Luo Tian cunningly, with obvious hatred on his lips. This sword implied the unique fighting power of a warrior.
Gathering Qi and concentrating force is a unique martial skill of warriors and a symbol of their identity.
"Let's see how you take this sword."
Just as Wu Qiong finished speaking, the sword flew in front of Luo Tian. The whirlwind of the warrior's combat power made Luo Tian's expression change. He, who has the reputation of being a good-for-nothing, will never, never be able to obtain such combat power. Since he can't, then
Just fight to the death, there is no joy in life, no fear in death.
There was a "clang" sound of weapons rubbing, and the two weapons collided. Wu Qiong took two steps back, wiped the bloodshot eyes from the corner of his mouth, and his chest sank, making a muffled sound.
Luo Tian was even more unbearable. His chest was stained red with blood. He stepped back no matter how many steps and fell to the ground. This injury was far more serious, heavier than Wu Qiong, and deeper than Wu Qiong.
He climbed up with difficulty, held the sword, and stood on the ground stained with his own blood. He slowly lifted the sword and looked at the gap in the iron sword. Luo Tian had a look of surprise in his eyes, and then saw that Wu Qiong's sword was intact.
, I felt desolate in my heart.
The family didn't even give myself a good sword, was it too bad, or the family had given up on himself.
"Ah ..." Luo Tian roared, kicking Shensha under his foot, and his figure burst out, rushing to the opposite side like a villain.
Looking at Luo Tian, who was mad, Wu Qiong flashed the thought of regret, "Go to death." Wu Qiong condensed the combat power cyclone, and the warrior's combat power was completely presented.
"His ..." The sound of a weapon in the air, jumping out of fire.
"Ka." Luo Tianjian was cut, and Luo Tian was beaten into the mud by Wu Qiong, and the blood flowed all the way.
When everyone thought it was over, when Wu Qiong thought, Luo Tian on the ground suddenly stood up, and the sharp sword stabbed to Wu Qiong.
"Fu Zhili" drank, and the roar sounded.
Wu Qiong's attributes are thunder attributes, and the attack power is quite strong. A person who cultivates martial arts, without the martial arts, can buy the same spiritual symbol as his physical attributes to blow his own attributes.
Sequelance.
Looking at Wu Qiong, who forcibly using Lei Zhili, Luo Tian's face -up face showed a desolate smile, watching the spark with a lightning attribute flying towards himself, Luo Tian tried his best, throwing out the iron sword in his hand, flying to Wu Qiong's doubles, the doubles of Wu Qiong's double
leg……
It was too close to Wu Qiong, who was unable to hide, but did not expect that Luo Tian chose to abandon his sword. His leg was smashed by the iron sword, making a crisp "squeak" sound.
Luo Tian, who was hit hard by Lei Zhili, had a distorted expression on his face, but the bottom of his eyes contained a smile of liberation ...