Martial Dao Great Emperor

When this old man of Xuanyang Sect appeared, he directly released the aura and coercion of a Wujun-level powerhouse, without the slightest concealment of his killing intent.

Zhuang Yafei's face was pale and bloodless for an instant. He thought that Song Shaoyuan would invite one or two Martial Kings at most, with Luo Xiu on his side, but he was not afraid at all.

But he never expected that Song Shaoyuan, a bastard, would invite a Martial Lord?

The air seemed to solidify under the pressure of this majestic aura, Zhuang Yafei and Xin Ranran's bodies seemed to be nailed in place, unable to move even a finger.

In front of the Wujun-level powerhouse, Wuzong Refining God had no resistance at all, and he could not decide whether he was alive or dead.

"Zhuang Yafei, you are not so courageous, just relying on your little dealer, you don't even have a strong king, and you dare to compete with my Xuanyang Sect for the remains of the cave?" Song Shaoyuan stood flatly at the old Wujun Behind.

Xuanyang Sect is a transcendent force with a powerful emperor of martial arts. There are two powerful martial arts, one is Sect Master Xuanyang and the other is Elder Xuanyang.

As for the Wuhuang strong, he is the ancestor of Xuanyang.

At this moment, Zhuang Yafei was frightened, and under the awe-inspiring force of a powerful Wujun, he couldn't even open his mouth to speak.

Luo Xiu glanced at Yan Yue'er next to him. Although the aura and coercion of the powerful Wujun made it difficult for him to resist, he was not completely immobile.

"Like me, both are Wujun Duo. This person is the elder Xuanyang." Yan Yueer said through Divine Sense.

Hearing this, Luo Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't for the arrival of Sect Master Xuanyang, everything would be easy.

Because that Sect Master Xuanyang, it is said that he has reached the fourth realm of Lord Wu.

"Huh? Can you move under the pressure of this elder?"

Seeing Luo Xiu's turning of his head, Elder Xuanyang narrowed his old eyes slightly and said with a sneer: "This elder looked away. Your real cultivation base is the Ninth Level of God Refining."

While talking, the elder Xuanyang stepped up in the air, and patted Luo Xiu with a palm of his hand, murderously.

"The ninth level of refining the gods can be killed with one palm."

The golden true essence bloomed from between Elder Xuanyang's palms and fingers, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a golden light cage, and an aura of destruction emerged and enveloped Luo Xiu.

At this moment, Yan Yue'er beside Luo Xiu suddenly raised her head, a cold light flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"boom!"

The surging flames ignited on her body, burning the surrounding space extremely distorted, and in an instant, it shrouded Luo Xiu's golden light cage and burned completely.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Yue'er's figure moved and turned into a fire, Yu hand clenched a fist, and with a fierce vigor, blasted towards the head of the elder Xuanyang.

"A Martial Lord?"

This sudden change made everyone present stunned. This woman could actually resolve the attack of Elder Xuanyang, and she was obviously also an existence of the same level.

Perceiving Yan Yue'er's fierce offensive, Elder Xuanyang also slapped a palm. Accompanied by a dull loud bang, it collided with Yan Yue'er's fist, and the two true essences of flame and golden light collided with each other, bursting out turbulent True yuan fluctuates.

Luo Xiu was the closest, and he was the first to be blown off by the aftermath of the two martial kings fighting.

His body revolved back, continuously unloading the impact in the air, and his whole body exploded, stabilizing his figure tens of meters away.

However, the other people did not have his level of strength, one by one, they flew out like dumplings, their bodies fell from the air, blood spilled from the corners of their mouths, and the internal organs were injured.

Elder Xuanyang looked gloomy, staring at Yan Yue'er opposite, and sneered: "It turned out to be Tianfeng Wujun, one of the ten great martial arts of the Tianwu Kingdom. It seems that your primordial spirit injury has recovered."

Then he glanced at Luo Xiu, who was tens of meters outside in black flames, "This little guy with the Ninth Level of God Refining, should be Luo Xiu, my disciple Pei Qingfei, you killed it? You killed the Pei family too. of?"

"So what?" Luo Xiu sneered blankly.

"Then you can go and die!" Elder Xuanyang shouted sharply, a round of golden sun emerged from behind his head, and the golden light that filled out, all as sharp as a sword, making a sonorous sound.

Wujun-level powerhouses condense the soul, what emerges from the back of the Xuanyang elder's mind is the Jinyang soul who is condensed from the Xuanyangzong technique.

The Xuanyang School inherited a nine-rank exercise called "Golden Yang Xuan Gong", and the gold elemental essence obtained by practicing this exercise will contain a trace of extreme sun.

The manifestation of the primordial spirit is a sign that the Wujun level powerhouse is ready to make an all-out effort.

"Huh!"

A crisp scream that went straight into nine days resounded, and above Yan Yue'er's head, a phantom of the fire phoenix with wings spread over 20 meters appeared, manifesting his own fire phoenix spirit.

boom!

In an instant, the two martial masters suddenly rushed into each other, all kinds of exquisite advanced martial arts came in hand, and they continued to collide and bombard each other. Both the fire phoenix and the golden yang primordial spirits also released endless power. Contend, **** for tat.

At this level of battle, it was difficult for Luo Xiu to intervene with his current strength, so he fixed his gaze on the other members of Xuanyang Sect.

Except for Elder Xuanyang, the martial emperor, the other seven people from Xuanyang Sect are all in the realm of refining gods.

In order to prevent the people of Xuanyang Sect from informing other powerful people of Xuanyang Sect by means of communication, Luo Xiu immediately took out the small Vientiane Dharma flag from the storage ring and quickly placed a shielding array around him. law.

Hundreds of meters away, Zhuang Yafei, Song Shaoyuan and others all watched the scene before them in amazement.

Zhuang Yafei did not expect that the person walking with Luo Xiu in his team would be a Martial Lord, and the only woman among the Ten Great Martial Lords, Tianfeng Wujun!

Tianfeng Wujun is outstanding, and after only three hundred years of training, he has been among the top ten martial arts. He is the idol of every young martial artist.

Glancing at the dumbfounded Song Shaoyuan not far away, Zhuang Yafei couldn't help but sneered, but he was also a little nervous, because no matter which of these two martial masters could win, the benefits of the cave ruins would not fall into him and Song Shaoyuan's hand.

At this moment, Zhuang Yafei noticed that Song Shaoyuan took out a sound transmission box from the storage ring.

Seeing this scene, Zhuang Yafei secretly made a bad cry. Obviously, the other party wanted to inform the high level of Xuanyang Sect of what happened here. If Sect Master Xuanyang came in person, or the mysterious Martial Emperor ancestor dispatched , No one can compete.

The distance between the two was hundreds of meters, and Zhuang Yafei rushed over at the fastest speed, trying to prevent Song Shaoyuan from sending a message.

However, despite Zhuang Yafei's quick movements, Song Shaoyuan aroused the sound transmission box, and a halo lit up on the sound transmission box.

Looking at Zhuang Yafei, who was rushing over by Fei Dun, Song Shaoyuan sneered, "When our Sect Master arrives, none of you will want to live, even if you escape back to the dealer in Haiyun Prefecture, it's useless!"

"Song Shaoyuan, you bastard!" Zhuang Yafei was furious. He knew the consequences of this. The dealer would definitely be destroyed as a result and cease to exist.

At this moment, he couldn't help but regret why he wanted to covet the chance treasures in the cave ruins. This kind of cave palace left over from the ancient times was not something people like him could get involved.

"It's too early for you to be happy."

At this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly came.

Song Shaoyuan followed his reputation and saw a young man in a black robe, who appeared more than ten meters behind him, looking at him with a sneer.

The few people who were with Song Shaoyuan suddenly looked like enemies.

Because the black-robed boy in front of him was only seventeen years old, he was a cruel fellow. I don’t know how many god-cultivating powerhouses have been beheaded. Even the Wuwang powerhouse is known to have died in his hands. on.

"Luo Xiu, I know you are very good, but I have already sent the message to the sect. When the sect master and ancestors come personally, even if you have Tianfeng Wujun to help, you will certainly be powerless!"

Song Shaoyuan stared at Luo Xiu and said in a deep voice, "However, with your cultivation talent, you will definitely be appreciated by our Sect Master. As long as you join our Xuanyang Sect, you still have a way to survive."

He knew very well that these people might not be Luo Xiu's opponents, so he planned to stabilize this dangerous guy first.

"Your proposal is good, but unfortunately I am not interested."

Luo Xiu smiled slightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

"Be careful, everyone!" Song Shaoyuan shrank his pupils and shouted sharply.

Before his voice fell, Luo Xiu's figure instantly appeared among the seven of them. A large reddish-brown flame centered on Luo Xiu burst out violently, flooding the space within a hundred meters.

The seven refining gods Wuzong headed by Song Shaoyuan were instantly engulfed by this flame, and bursts of screams resounded, one after another.

In the distance, Zhuang Yafei and Xing Ranran were stunned and awe-inspiring, because Song Shaoyuan's people were all Wuzongs above the seventh stage of God Refining, but in front of Luo Xiu, they were like chickens and dogs, and they were unbearable.

After just a dozen breaths, the 100-meter space submerged by Xuxu Spiritual Fire was completely silent. The seven martial arts sects, including Song Shaoyuan, were all dead and turned into ashes.

Luo Xiu's expression did not change the slightest, he retracted the turbulent Swallowing Spiritual Fire into his body, and looked at Zhuang Yafei.

Perceiving the gaze of Luo Xiu's eyes, Zhuang Yafei and the others looked awe-inspiring and extremely nervous.

"You don't need to be nervous, as long as you stay here and don't leave, I will guarantee your safety." Luo Xiu said with a smile.

The reason for not killing Zhuang Yafei and others is because after all, they are companions who came here together, but he will not let these people leave now, otherwise, once things here spread out, it will cause a lot of trouble.

Of course, if these people didn't listen to him and tried to escape, Luo Xiu would not hesitate to kill him.

"Master Luo, please rest assured!"

Zhuang Yafei understood Luo Xiu's meaning, and glanced at Xin Ranran and the others around him, with a solemn voice in his words, and said solemnly: "Everyone stay here, don't leave, or don't blame someone Zhuang for not remembering old feelings. !"

With Zhuang Yafei's actions, Luo Xiu nodded in satisfaction, and said, "I will leave it to Senior Brother Zhuang. I will not treat you badly when this old fellow of Xuanyang Sect is resolved."

While talking, Luo Xiu waved his hand and threw the storage ring he had just obtained by beheading Song Shaoyuan and others at Zhuang Yafei.

Song Shaoyuan, these people are all disciples of Xuanyang Sect, and their wealth is much richer than that of the ordinary Wuzong refining God. The resources such as the pill and vitality stone in these seven storage rings are already unimaginable for Zhuang Yafei. Of wealth.

"Thank you Lord Luo!"

Zhuang Yafei bowed his hands to Luo Xiu and thanked him. He knew that the lives and deaths of himself and others were within Luo Xiu's thoughts. It was not bad to survive, and it would be an unexpected joy if he could get some benefits.