C1197 (1/2)
Lu Fanghao looked down at Luo Yu as if he were the master of his life and said coldly.
”Ha ha ~”
Luo Yu smiles and looks at Lu Fanghao.
The young man's mouth showed a trace of irony: ”your son's life is life, my life and my friend's life are not life? Your son is a warrior. He can't compete with me in the same stage. He deserves to be killed by me ”
” and you, a strong man of Emperor Wu, didn't speak to me like this because you were born thousands of years earlier than me? If you give me another hundred years, what are you?
I, Luo Yu, only kneel down to my parents' close relatives and elders' benefactor. Even if it's the same day and the earth, I can't be forced to kneel down, let alone kneel down. If you want me to kneel down, you'd better kill me straight to the ground ”
the young man looked at Lu Fanghao with iron and steel, and sneered without fear. Lu Fanghao's face was very blue.
If you give me another hundred years of Luoyu, what are you!
This sentence is more like a thunder, in the hearts of people.
What a bloody man!
Murong Qinghai looks at Luoyu's eyes with a more appreciative color.
”No kneeling? Naturally, I have a way to make you kneel ”
Lu Fanghao exudes a golden force of space, and suddenly the pressure of tens of thousands of pounds in the space comes to Luo Yu.
Click, click, click!
Luo Yu's body suddenly came the crisp sound of bones, and his body was bent down by gravity.
The gold and stone ground under his feet was also broken and cracked, with huge cracks.
Then the defense array below was touched, and the crack at the foot stopped spreading.
”Kneel or not!”
Lu Fanghao looked at Luo Yu who was slowly bent down and cheered coldly.
”No, kneel!”
The young man gritted his teeth and straightened up slowly. His waist was straight and his eyes were sharp as a knife. He was not afraid of Lu Fanghao's authority and looked at him.
What kind of eyes, unyielding, angry, resolute, fearless of life and death.
Boom ~
the pressure in the space increased by ten million jin again. Luo Yu suddenly lowered himself and almost knelt on the ground.
When Luo Yu kneels down, his fists come out together, and his fists hit the ground hard. He stops his kneeling knees. His head is still high. He looks at Lu coldly and laughs.
Boom!
The power of space is increased by 10 million, and the terror pressure of 30 million is bestowed on Luo Yu. Luo Yu spits out blood and smashes his body on the ground.
”Kneel down!”
”I have to kneel, unless I die, zique!”
Luo Yu roars on the ground with purple light in his hand. He sticks his sword on the ground and stands up slowly with the purple que. The unyielding scene is very similar to Luo Dao's oppression on him when he was in the Luo nationality.
Yanhuan looks at the bleeding Luo Yu in his mouth and tears come down. With the pressure of 30 million jin, the general Emperor Wu will be crushed to death.
Luo Yu's body is strong, but he can't bear to eat his internal organs. He suffered internal injuries.
Lu Fanghao can crush Luo Yu to death only with the power of space, but he doesn't have it. He's adding a little bit of force. He has to humiliate and torture the young man who killed his son to get rid of his anger.
But Luo Yu's bones are too hard.
Yanhuan knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Lu Fanghao, and cried: ”master, please don't torture elder martial brother, I kneel, I kneel for him, OK”
Yanhuan kept kowtowing to Lu Fanghao, and his clean forehead was bleeding.
Luo Yu clung to the sword, and the eleven Epee field sent out, which made him feel better. Looking at this scene, his heart tingled, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he roared: ”Yanhuan, don't kneel him. If you kneel again, you won't follow me all your life!”
When Yanhuan hears that Yan Jiao's body is shocked, she stops. Her face is stained with blood. She looks at Luo Yu with heartache in her eyes.