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Chapter Eighty One Bombing

Luo Fu turned his eyes to Su Sha, still with sharp eyes. Su Sha was stunned for a moment, moved her lower body unnaturally, and looked at him and said, "Why are you looking at me like this? I have something to be sorry for you, but you have to be considerate and considerate of me, I have no choice. My father doesn't give me any room for comfort this time, and hunger strikes will not work. What do you ask me to do?"

"I can't repay you. Susha, you don't owe me anything," Luo Fu stared at Susha and said seriously: "Now please respect yourself. We have nothing to do with you anymore. If you want to bet me, please give yourself your own benefit. If you bet me, please lose. I'm afraid you will lose."

"You...what did you say?" Su Sha suddenly turned red, and she felt wronged in her heart. She had sacked her power and came here with kindness, but she did not appreciate it at all. She really wanted to go up and beat Luo Fu up. You should be angry, but you can't hurt people like this!

Luo Fu made a fuss and said lightly again: "I said we have nothing to do with you anymore. If you want to cause trouble for me now, just come. There is not more you, and there is not less you."

"Luo Fu..." Su Sha's body trembled slightly, her eyes were astonished. It was obvious that Luo Fu's words were so stimulating to her. She felt that Luo Fu was suddenly poured a basin of cold water on the head, which was so cold that she didn't know how to communicate with Luo Fu for a moment. When she bit her teeth, she suddenly turned around and ran away.

Su Sha couldn't accept Luo Fu's cold attitude at all. She was much sadder than Luo Fu these days. She wanted to tell Luo Fu that she really had no choice. She wanted Luo Fu to return to her side, but who could feel the pain in her heart?

The audience felt puzzled when they looked at the farce below. Someone could not wait to watch the game and shouted and urged.

"Go back, you never come back to this place. If we are really destined to meet someone else in the future, listen to me and leave here quickly." Su Sha ran away without a trace, and Luo Fu seemed to have been stabbed by a needle in his heart. He was so heartless that he was completely for the good of the three girls and to make himself more relaxed.

He would never say anything that hurts people like this before, but now he can't say even if he can't say anything. There must be sacrifices on the road to growth. Luo Fu turned around resolutely, never looked at A Er and Mina, and just went into the barbed wire and didn't even choose weapons.

"You are right to do this. They will understand your difficulties in the future. Come on, Luo Fu." The old woman was deeply moved. Luo Fu needed enough courage to do this. Indeed, Luo Fu has experienced Luo Fu and he has matured.

Finally, he looked at the old woman Luo Fu and turned around and was about to look for Su Sha. A Er and Mina stayed there and felt confused.

Tonight, Luo Fu's last opponent has won ten consecutive victories. He is a capable short man who uses a big sword and looks very disproportionate to his figure. He has been waiting on the court for a long time.

Luo Fu walked into the wire cage net, the man looked at it, and said with envy: "I can still have confidantes who are sent here to visit, which is worth cherishing, but it seems that you don't appreciate it, it seems that you have hurt them."

"Do you want to influence my mood and defeat me?" Luo Fu said coldly: "Your abacus is wrong."

"I don't want to affect your mood," the man shrugged his sword and said with a pity: "I just feel sad for you. Such three beautiful women hurt you, and it will be difficult to turn back. From now on, they will become playthings on other people's beds. I'm not worth it for you!"

"Close my mouth." Luo Fu felt a flame burning in his chest. The man said this even more vigorously. He could no longer control himself, and suddenly clenched his fist and blasted up like lightning.

The body moves like the wind, and the fists are fierce.

"Overbial power," the man smiled sly, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and slashed the sword with his feet, and said mockingly: "Come on your bare hands and fist. You are so stimulating enough!"

"Bastard." Luo Fu was in a bad mood, and he was even worse at this time. Seeing the sword falling down, he quietly activated the Vajra Technique. Seven layers of shields were stacked layer by layer, and suddenly Luo Fu punched up.

"Arrogant." The man saw that Luo Fu actually wanted to use his fist to shake his sword. He was full of excitement. He wanted Luo Fu to be in a turmoil and could not fight with all his energy. He had successfully won Luo Fu.

Puff, puff... The sword was like a horse, bringing out a fierce aura, instantly shattering layers of Vajra shields, weakening its power, Luo Fu's upward fist suddenly opened, cooperated with his left hand, and his spiritual power blessed his hands. He grabbed the falling sword with only one hand.

"Ah, master, is your master crazy?" A Er covered his mouth in horror, and Mina also widened her eyes.

The spectators stood up from their seats in shock and talked a lot.

"Why don't you choose weapons at No. 10?"

"Damn stinky women, they must have influenced No. 10."

"You are so lucky. I bet the number ten and won."

After a few words of discussion, Mina and A Er felt that the people in the stands were too inhumane.

Ah... Luo Fu held the sword in both hands and roared wildly. Regardless of the sudden force of his hands, the man was in mid-air with nowhere to leverage the force of Luo Fu, and leaned forward.

"Not good." The man cried inwardly, and had no choice but to let go and kicked it out in the air.

Luo Fu's eyes were cold and he punched back.

With a bang, the man used the force to turn around and landed one foot away. Luo Fu retreated back two steps and raised his hands high, leaving bright blood along the bend of his arms. Luo Fu raised his head and let out a long roar, and suddenly he bent the sword in his hand with both hands.

With a crack, a crisp sound, the sword was broken by Luo Fu with brute force.

There was an uproar, and Mina and A Er were stunned. Luo Fu's fierce aura shocked the two women.

The man was shocked and completely shocked. He subconsciously took two steps back, thinking in his heart: "This is still a fucking personal, it's so fucking perverted. He's simply self-harm!"

Dingbang, Luo Fuzhan's big sword broke into two pieces and landed on the ground. He suddenly turned around, clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes were murderous intent, and he forced the man step by step, with a domineering momentum.

"You, you are fucking angry with women and don't vent your anger." The man was a little confused and actually forgot that they were standing on the hell stage at this moment, and they were about to divide their lives and death.

Luo Fu sneered: "I really don't know how you won ten consecutive victories."

Ah... The man came back to his senses in an instant and reacted. How could he lose his momentum at this time? Suddenly, he used all his strength to activate his source power, and his breath surged. The man took the lead and punched him.

"Die." Luo Fu only had one word, raised his spiritual power to bless him with his right fist, and the power of the star source exploded and covered his fist again. In an instant, his fist was like a small source energy shell, whistling in.

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