Chapter 128 - Tianyuan Trials [VI]

"Hidden weapon?!" Luo Dong didn't dare to face them. He quickly dodged away, but he couldn't help being angry. He decided not to entangle with Fei Hong anymore. He raised his strength and attacked Fei Hong with his hair.

Fei Hong knew for a long time that Luo Dong had the dominant body of thorns. Seeing Luo Dong's long hair attacking, he performed the cloud-stepping move to the extreme, dodging and moving in a small space, but he managed to escape!

The people off the field were terrified. They had never seen a human race with a piercing dominance, and Fei Hong's strange movement made them dazzled for a while.

Seeing that Fei Hong was dodging in time, Luo Dong snorted coldly, put his hands together in front of his chest, and then patted his temple, the long hair suddenly became longer again, running towards Fei Hong from all directions!

Not to be outdone, Fei Hong pulled out the Dragon Fighting Palm technique, and then bit the tip of his tongue. His body instantly swelled several times, his muscles bulged, his blue veins swelled, and his long hair was draped behind his head, like a god descending to earth!

Fei Hong, whose physical function became stronger, shouted angrily, stretched out his thick arms and grabbed a bunch of long hair, instead of retreating, he advanced, and rushed straight towards Luo Dong!

Luo Dong was stunned. He saw Fei Hong suddenly wave his hands, and once again threw out several silver lights!

"Haha...Is it just such a trick?!" Luo Dong sneered. He was just about to entangle Fei Hong with his hair, but saw the silver lights suddenly change direction, "swoosh" and cut off several long hair. !

Luo Dong was instantly annoyed, and several long hairs turned into round orbs, like huge fists, smashing hard at Fei Hong!

Fei Hong didn't expect Luo Dong to have such a move. Immediately, his palms joined together like a giant dragon absorbing water, to face the black fist!

With a loud "bang", a pair of fists made of hair, slammed against a pair of palms fiercely. Fei Hong only felt that the long-haired fist softened, and his heart was not good. The black fist in front of him instantly turned into several ropes to tighten his arms. 

"Bastard!" Fei Hong was horrified, then Luo Dong let out a long roar and dragged Fei Hong towards him!

At this time, Fei Hong remembered that he still had a long sword hanging on his waist. Although he had never practiced the Shattering Heavens Sword Art, the long sword could still be used! He stretched out his foot, and the long sword was kicked out, just slashing towards his long hair!

"Hehe, Junior Brother Fei, die!" Luo Dong sneered when he saw Fei Hong throwing out his long sword, and ran towards Fei Hong!

The long sword slashed on the tress of hair, but was bounced off by the elastic tresses! Then, the tress of hair was gradually tightening, and Fei Hong could feel that the tress of hair was getting harder and harder, it turned out to be like iron wire!

Fei Hong hesitated, but was tangled in several strands of hair again. At this time, he was shocked! In just a few blinks of an eye, Fei Hong's life was already at stake.

Luo Dong, however, walked over to Fei Hong calmly, still with that harmless smile on his face.

Everyone off the court held their breath, Bai Daxia clenched her hands tightly, not knowing what to do.

Fei Hong didn't want to sit still, and didn't want to admit defeat. He toss the tresses up which stunned Luo Dong. He didn't expect Fei Hong to have such great strength at this time. He was disoriented for a while, his eyes flashed a bit of sternness, and he jumped up, running towards Fei Hong!

Following Luo Dong, there were several long hairs that were already as hard as thorns. Fei Hong was so shocked that he could no longer dodge. The legs are already wrapped tightly, and there is no strength at all!

"I..." Fei Hong was about to say the words "I admit defeat" in desperation, but he heard a familiar voice from the side of the field: "Nephew Luo, let him be!"

Before Fei Hong could remember who the voice was, he saw Luo Dong's expression froze, but the direction of the thorns that came was twisted, "Puff" several times pierced into Fei Hong's shoulders, and blood spurted out immediately!

"I am Cao Wang, the elder of Luohanmen!"

Luo Dong put away his long hair and looked coldly at Cao Wang off the field: "Uncle Cao, is it possible that you have to intercede for this traitor who was expelled from your sect?!"

Cao Wang took a step forward, looked at Fei Hong who was already squatting on the field, and said solemnly: "All fellow Daoists present, all seniors. Fei Hong on the field used to be a disciple of my Sacred Sword Sect. He was with ordinary aptitude, he couldn't practice cultivation then, but he became a qualified artifact refiner. However, I never imagined that all of this is wrong!"

Hearing this, Fei Hong was instantly furious - the matter had come to this, how could he not know Cao Wang's mind! He really did not expect that the elder of the Arhat Sect, who seems to be arrogant and upright on weekdays, has such a heavy mind!

"Everyone knows that nearly a year ago, Tianyu demons attacked our Angong mountain and Ling Castle, and stole our treasure of the town, the spiritual sword! And it was stolen so easily because Tiangu spies were in our sect, buried the inner responder!" Cao Wang's tone was righteous: "It was this Fei Hong who killed his master, Forge Hands, and then reported to me with his corpse, saying that Forge Hands was the real spy! At the time, I believed it to be true, and everyone knew what happened later! That day, Mozhuang successfully took away the broken spirit sword, and that night, the entire Tianyu people disappeared, and it has never appeared! And Fei Hong, still fighting, killed a disciple surnamed Lin in this sect!"

"Cao Wang!" Fei Hong stood up staggeringly, his eyes glared at Cao Wang, but suddenly he couldn't say a word....