"Oh, our martial uncle is very angry."


    A disciple sneered at the speech with a look of contempt on his face.


    These disciples really didn''t take Luo Zheng too seriously. After all, although Luo Zheng has a high back, his cultivation in the yuan realm is equal to the identity of an inner disciple in the final analysis.


    Even if Luo Zheng defeated Jiang Huayang, the first true disciple of linggudanzong, they didn''t pay attention.


    Among the five forces in the Yuan Wu world, the mixed yuan holy sect, the cold extreme temple and the weapon refining sect all have incomparably strong ancient inheritance. Their strength has always been superior to others, and they will not pay attention to the warriors of other sects.


    In fact, it is true. Except for the five forces, there are very few sects with heaven level skill.


    Therefore, among the martial arts of the same level, the strength of those born of the five forces has always been superior to other forces.


    "Hahaha, what nonsense martial uncle, it''s just bad luck."


    Several disciples of the weapon refining sect also laughed.


    However, suddenly, several students laughed at Luo Zheng''s disciples, and their faces were shocked. With a scream, they fell from the air like dumplings.


    Bang bang!


    The disciples fell freely and hit the ground uncontrollably, throwing several big pits on the ground, all of them unconscious.


    "What''s going on?"


    Everyone looked dull and didn''t know what had happened. They all looked at Luo Zheng in fear.


    Luo Zheng didn''t move at all. He laughed at his disciples and suddenly fell down.


    The two true disciples who had not spoken all the time also showed a dignified look on their faces.


    "It''s a divine attack."


    A young true disciple dressed in blue robes, who was full of spirit and handsome, looked at Luo Zheng and suddenly realized, "it turns out that martial uncle Luo Zheng''s divine knowledge is far more powerful than his cultivation level. Is his skill of refining tools so excellent?"


    "Hehe, this little martial nephew still has some eyesight."


    Luo Zheng grinned and looked at each other lightly, "what''s your name?"


    "I am the prince of Xihong empire..."


    The blue robed youth showed a proud look on his face. Xihong empire is also a big empire in Central China. It has a vast territory and the strong are like clouds.


    "Shut up!"


    Luo Zheng didn''t wait for the other party to speak, so he shouted, "boy, since you have entered our weapon refining sect, you should always remember that you are a disciple of the weapon refining sect. If you want to be the prince, you should go back to Xihong empire. The identity of the prince in the sect is bullshit, don''t you understand?"


    "You!"


    The young man in blue was trembling with anger. Although he was the true legend of the weapon refining sect, he never took pride in his identity as the prince of the Empire.


    After all, there are nearly a thousand true legends of the weapon refining sect, and there are only more than ten princes in a country, so they often talk about their origin.


    But he had never met him before. Someone belittled his status as the prince.


    "What''s the matter? You''re not convinced, are you? You were the one who called my name just now, right?"


    Luo Zheng glanced at the corner of his mouth and said, "boy, don''t kowtow and apologize. If it''s good, don''t blame martial uncle, I turned my face ruthlessly!"


    "You''re not arrogant anymore. I''m not looking for you today. It''s junior brother Zhao Yu!"


    The young man in blue pointed to a person around him and said, "during the ten-year competition, younger martial brother Zhao Yu happened to experience outside. When he came back, the time had passed before he would make you stand out. Otherwise, he is the one who surpasses Xiao Kai and becomes the leader''s younger martial brother."


    Zhao Yu looks no more than 20 years old. He looks very young. With a smile on his face, he bows to Luo Zheng and salutes: "disciple Zhao Yu met martial uncle Luo. I heard that martial uncle Luo''s weapon refining methods are extremely exquisite. He defeated Xiao Kai, the first genius of the weapon refining sect. I''m here to ask martial uncle Luo for advice."


    Zhao Yu seemed courteous, but when he arched his hand, he even bent his waist and looked high.


    "Hahaha, martial nephew Zhao Yu doesn''t think my martial uncle is worthy of his name, so he wants to defeat me and step on the martial uncle?"


    Luo Zheng heard the speech and said with a laugh.


    "I didn''t say that. If martial uncle has to think so, I can''t help it."


    Zhao Yu said calmly.


    "It''s not impossible to accept your challenge..."


    Luo Zheng smiled.


    When Zhao Yu heard the speech, he was ecstatic when he suddenly saw Luo Zheng coming.


    When Luo Zheng took one step, the explosive force collapsed the space, and the air was squeezed out of shape by the powerful force field.


    Everyone felt a mighty force, boundless and irresistible.


    "What are you doing!"


    Zhao Yu''s face showed a frightened look and cried in horror, "senior brother Meng Yun, save me!"


    "Hahaha, it''s not impossible to accept your challenge, but you have to pass my test first. If you can''t pass the test, you''re not qualified to challenge me!"


    Luo Zheng laughed again and again. In an instant, he rushed in front of Zhao Yu and punched him.