The chicken was not enough to lose rice. Luo He wanted to restore some strength to deal with Ye Chen, but in the end, Ye Chen's power recovery speed was much faster than himself, which forced Luo He to stop his idea of continuing to practice and then forced his way towards Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's goal was very obvious. Such a big movement was impossible without obvious. Then there was a sharp point. The standing collar produced by the folding fan was also quite large, and it brought a bright arc before it even reached its front.
As the sense of crisis came, Ye Chen felt something, and he stopped practicing in an instant. Qiong's cold little face flashed with the solemn momentum, turned into a black light, and rushed towards the Luo River. The speed was so fast that even Ye Chen could not stop it.
"Qiong!" Ye Chen shouted, but it was too late, so he could only step on his toes. Ye Chen held the spirit and rushed up. Even though Ye Chen saw a white mist in the white fog, he was not wrong with the direction of the fu.
A sword energy was first thrown out by Ye Chen. This time, two black lights of Qiong and Sword energy appeared in front of Luo He in an instant. Luo He had a little more advantage over Ye Chen, which was that in this white mist, Luo He could see everything around him clearly.
Facing the sword spirit, Luo He's expression remained unchanged. The folding fan lightly tapped on the light that was shot from the sky. He twisted his body and avoided the sword energy. The folding fan spread out, and an arc of wind blade was cut out, heading straight towards Ye Chen.
Unable to see clearly, Ye Chen could only rely on his ears, and the wind blade that was speeding rapidly, with a squeaking sound of breaking through the air. Ye Chen jumped up, and his eyes turned black, and Qiong also flew to his side. Then Qiong shot down again, taking Ye Chen to find the direction of Luohe.
Ye Chen's body reversed and rushed directly in the direction of the shooting. Luohe brushed and folded fans spread and merged. Sharp wind blades were thrown out by Luohe, in all directions. The messy wind blades brought great obstacles to Ye Chen. Because he could not see his five fingers, various wind blades were not seen by Ye Chen.
All Ye Chen could do was to sense the direction of the wind blade and hear the harsh sound, so he could dodge. But what made Ye Chen change color was that there were wind blades coming from different directions, which sounded like there were everywhere.
Ye Chen instantly contracted the spirit-killing spirit that was piercing out, and his body stopped in the strange shooting. He waved his sword and danced a layer of sword wall in front of him. He heard a series of bang bang bang bang bang bang... A series of impacts exploded on Ye Chen's sword wall.
In this short moment, Qiong rushed to Luohe. Both attacks were blocked by Luohe, and the first time he was hit so severely, it was a great humiliation for Qiong. If you don’t take revenge, Qiong would be unwilling to accept it!
The small body contained huge power, and the murderous intent was boiling. The small Qiong stopped briefly in front of Luohe, clasped his hands tightly, as if there was a smaller sword in his hand. He raised his head high and slashed it down violently, and his body also followed.
Luo He had never underestimated Qiong, otherwise he would not have used the precious stream in the fan to deal with Qiong. However, as he slashed the sword, Luo He realized that he had underestimated Qiong. In his originally empty little hand, he was holding a small black sword, and he didn't know when it appeared.
With this slash, a momentum of slashing the sky and the earth roared out. Even the white mist that was invisible was swept away by this momentum, and a huge mouth was cracked. As the sword fell, it was astonishing as the entire sky was pressed out.
Faced with this oppression of the sky, even Luo He felt a tiny feeling, as if in this sword, he was just that an ant and would be beaten to death at once, and seemed very helpless. "No!" Luo He roared in panic.
Then he threw the folding fan in his hand out. Although the Qiong was small, it seemed to hold the sword of the entire sky and slashed directly on the folding fan. What made Luohe look as if it was ashamed that the treasure-like folding fan was actually shattered by this sword!
You should know that this folding fan is the treasure of the Luo family. If it weren't for practicing the black book, it happened to be a fan as a weapon, if it weren't for this game, the family wouldn't have given it such a folding fan to themselves and let it compete.
But such a folding fan was actually shattered by a sword, which made Luo He unable to believe it, but it really happened. If the elders of the family and his father saw it, they would definitely not be able to avoid him. Even if he would take charge of the family in the future, he would not be able to resist this mistake.
Just as Luo He was looking as if he was thinking about what happened after the game, the torn folding fan suddenly changed. It was originally torn into pieces, but it should have been wiped out like ashes, but one of the torn pieces burst out with a dazzling light.
Suddenly, a beautiful white light rushed straight into the sky, and all the mist around it was absorbed into the glowing fragments, becoming brighter and brighter, and people who watched through the video could clearly see the scene on the ring.
"What is that?"
"What's going on?"
...
A series of questions appeared on the heads of the surrounding audience. Qiong had seen it, but the sword force emitted by Qiong was like the entire sky was dragged down. This terrible scene was not often seen by people.
The Luo family members on the rostrum also stood up in panic. Even Luo Shui couldn't help but stand up. The folding fan was passed down from ancient times. It is said that there is an amazing legend, but in the hands of the family, it is just an ordinary folding fan, at most it is made of hard material.
It was not until Luohe practiced that the folding fan showed an unusual appearance. The useless folding fan in the hands of others could actually reproduce the scenes in the painting and move the mountains in the painting to reality. Although it is not a real mountain peak, the mountain shadow also has unimaginable power.
The people of the Luo family were excited about it and were optimistic that Luo He could lead the Luo family to the top again, and even lead the family into the sword cultivator's holy land, Sword City, and obtain very huge resources, but all of this was destroyed in a blink of an eye.
The folding fan in the family that is basically unbreakable has turned into pieces now. How can it not surprise people, not surprise people, and not let the Luo family change their color? You must know that this is the hope for the rise of the Luo family. Although it is not all hope, with more confidence, you will have more chances of winning.
However, this is the ring, adhering to the principle of fairness and justice, even the city lord of Luocheng could not change this result. Therefore, although the people of the Luo family were anxious, they did not panic and rushed to the ring to kill Qiong to vent their anger.
"What's wrong with Brother Luo?" Feng Xing looked at Luo Shui with curiosity and asked.
Hearing Feng Xing's inquiry, Luo Shui woke up, then his face turned calm, and he said with a faint smile: "It's nothing, the child was defeated, which made Luo a little worried. It's okay."
The competition was also at a critical moment. Since Luo Shui said it was okay, everyone turned their attention to the ring, but it was unknown what they were thinking. The elders of the Luo family also sat down slowly, but the worry and anger were not so easy to eliminate.
On the ring, the light of the fragments became stronger and stronger. Even the sky-like sword could not be cut off, and was blocked by the fragment.