Martial Dao Great Emperor

In the dense forest of Baqi Mountain, two silhouettes rushed and shuttled quickly.

As the distance gets closer, the swords behind each other tremble more and more intensely.

Luo Xiu always used his life to perceive the surrounding movement. Suddenly, there was a breath of human warrior in his perception, and a figure quickly appeared in his sight, rushing towards him.

"It's him!"

Looking at it, Luo Xiu saw that the other party was carrying a sword on his back, and the tremor of the Shadow Sword was transmitted from the other party's sword.

"boom!"

When the two were more than ten meters apart, the dark-skinned youth suddenly burst into an earthy yellow light, snapped a section of the trunk of a big tree with a click, and threw it directly at Luo Xiu.

This section of the tree trunk is very thick, with the whistling wind, and the force is heavy, which shows how amazing the opponent's brute force is.

"Snapped!"

The Shadow Sword was unsheathed behind him, and saw the wood chips flying all over the sky, Luo Xiu fell to the ground and chopped the smashed tree trunk into the air.

I saw the Shadow Sword trembling violently in his hand, and Luo Xiu's brows couldn't help but frown if he didn't listen.

Five or six meters away, a bright-skinned young man with piercing eyes stared at the shadow sword in his hand.

"Boy, give me the sword in your hand." The youth stared at Luo Xiu in a harsh tone.

"Why should I give it to you?" Luo Xiu put the sword into the sheath, because of the violent tremor, it would affect his strength.

The black-faced youth on the opposite side directly moved his hands as soon as he came up. There must be a strange feeling between the two swords, and Luo Xiu would naturally not hand over the sword.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" The young man stared at Luo Xiu with a cold voice.

"You can try." Luo Xiu is not afraid. Through the sense of life breath, the opponent's strength is probably equal to the white robe youth killed before.

"In that case, I just have to do it."

The dark-faced youth narrowed his eyes slightly, squeezed his fists lightly, his finger bones squeezed and made a crackling sound.

"Boom!"

Seeing the black-faced youth stepped out, the ground shook suddenly, as if a tiger threw out, and appeared directly in front of Luo Xiu, the infuriating energy condensed above his fist, emitting a yellowish light, and the strong wind was unparalleled.

Luo Xiu's eyes condensed, and he immediately used the Dragon Tiger Fist, and the black flame of death condensed on his fist.

He knew very well that in the face of this seven-fold master of Qi Hai, he must go all out to be able to compete with it.

"boom!"

Two fists containing invigorating wind collided, and the invisible air wave exploded, causing the air to ripple visible to the naked eye, and all the dead branches on the forest floor were also blown up. It is enough to see the fist of the two. How fierce it is.

"Deng Deng Deng!" Luo Xiu's figure retreated three steps, but the black-faced youth on the opposite side was firmly rooted like a rock without moving.

"The black flame power, you actually have the attribute power!" A hint of surprise appeared in the black face youth's eyes.

"Yes?" Luo Xiu also showed surprise on his face, suddenly remembering the khaki light on the opponent's fist just now. The strength was extremely strong. He thought that a punch would inevitably damage the opponent's lifeline, but the black-faced youth had something wrong. No children...

"I am born with a special physique. When in the body refining state, the inner energy that I cultivated contains the earth attribute. It seems that you should also have a special physique. Otherwise, it is impossible to cultivate the attribute power without reaching the innate realm."

The black-faced youth spoke in a deep voice, not knowing that Luo Xiu was not born with a special physique, but by absorbing the fire and Yang Juemai, he had the power of fire.

Moreover, what Luo Xiu mastered was not just a single attribute power!

Life attribute, death attribute, flame attribute, and the white flame of life, the black flame of death, the polar energy of life and death formed by fusion with each other...

Staring at him, the life veins of the black-faced youth can be seen in full view. Luo Xiu found that the other side's life-line is the same as other Qihai realm warriors, with a cyan halo. The difference is that the life of the black-faced youth The veins also have an earthy yellow light.

The reason why the punch just now did not damage the opponent's lifeline is because it was blocked by that layer of earthy yellow light.

This is something Luo Xiu has never seen in other warriors.

Obviously, all of this is because of this black-faced young man's natural physique.

At this moment, the dark-faced youth on the opposite side made another move, his five fingers bent into claws, and the earthy yellow light flashed between his palms.

Luo Xiu was on the verge of an enemy, the wheel of life and death in the dantian quickly rotated, and the black flame of death condensed in his hands.

"Boom!"

There was another violent collision between the two. Luo Xiu felt that the other's true energy seemed to be very heavy and heavy, making his fists feel intense pain.

This time, he took another three steps. The black-faced youth on the opposite side did not pursue, but looked at his palm with a gloomy expression.

"It's a weird black flame." After two consecutive fights, he could feel the black flame qi from the opponent invading into his body, burning his meridians and flesh, even with the earth attribute zhenqi, it is difficult to resist.

While the black-faced youth was in a daze, Luo Xiu flipped his palm and took out the middle-grade war sword obtained by killing the white-robed youth from the storage ring.

"Thunder Nine Swords!"

The sword light was like lightning, tearing the air, and bringing up a black flame. The speed was so fast that it quickly reached the black face youth.

"Hmph, my true spirit is good at defense, you can't hurt me."

The black-faced youth's complexion was calm, and he directly fisted against the sword, but the next moment, the black-faced youth's complexion instantly changed.

"puff!"

Blood spattered, and under the severe pain in his right hand, the black-faced youth quickly backed away, the expression on his face uncertain.

"So that's it!" Luo Xiu's eyes lit up. Although the opponent's lifeline is protected by a khaki light, as long as the attack power is sufficient, it can also break open and injure the opponent.

Using the middle-ranking sword of the human rank to cast the Thunder Nine Swords is naturally much more powerful than Luo Xiu's fist.

"stop!"

Just when Luo Xiu was about to make another move, the black-faced youth suddenly shouted.

"Why? It's you who is going to hit you. If you say stop, stop?"

Luo Xiu sneered, and the swordsmanship unfolded like a black light curtain covering the black-faced youth.

"Puff puff!……"

Blossoms of blood bloomed, and the black-faced youth was forced to retreat again and again. Several parts of his body were covered with flesh and blood, and blood was pouring out. The earth-attribute Zhenqi, the most proud of in the past, could not resist Luo Xiu's sword.

But Luo Xiu didn't kill him either. The injuries on the black-faced youth's body were all skin injuries, just looking embarrassed.

The war sword pulled out the sword flower in his hand, and returned the sword into its sheath with a magnificent sound. Luo Xiu smiled slightly, "Well, what do you have to say, now you can say it."

"You..." The black-faced youth almost vomited blood, his face was extremely gloomy, but because his face was originally black, he couldn't see it.

"What are you? You did it to me as soon as you came up, so you will be punished slightly, otherwise, based on what you just said you want to kill me, do you think you are still alive?" Luo Xiu said coldly.

"Huh!" The black-faced youth also knows that Luo Xiu is telling the truth, otherwise the swords just now won't be insignificant, but the vital part of his body.

"Chang!"

The black-faced youth stretched out his hand and pulled out the long sword behind him, only to see that it was a snow-white long sword, which was also shaking violently at this moment.

Luo Xiu's gaze fell on the joint between the hilt and the sword body, and he saw an engraved "light" character.

"This sword in my hand is called a lightsaber, and yours is a dark sword." The black-faced youth said.

"What is the connection between these two swords?" Luo Xiu asked.

The black-faced young man glanced at Luo Xiu, "These two swords, named Light and Dark Swords, were forged by a Tier 5 swordsmith 700 years ago."

"The fifth-tier swordsmith?" Luo Xiu showed a look of surprise, but he wrinkled his brows, "you made it indiscriminately? The fifth-tier swordsmith can forge ground-level soldiers, and these two It is clear that the sword is just the most common low-rank soldier."

The soldiers are divided into three levels: heaven, earth and human, each level is divided into low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, and top-grade.

Only Tier 5 masters who are proficient in casting can create ground-level combat soldiers. As for heavenly-level combat soldiers, they basically exist in the legend, and even the top 9-level casting masters cannot be refined.

As far as Luo Xiu knows, the top master of the Foundry Master Guild in Qingyun City is only Tier 3, a Tier 5 Foundry Master, placed in the entire Yunlong County, can also be called the highest level of existence.

"What do you know? The Tier 5 master I'm talking about is not an ordinary casting master, but a Tier 5 master who specializes in sword-making!" The black-faced youth said with a cold snort

There are many types of weapons used by warriors. Some casting divisions specialize in a certain type, and they are most respected by warriors who use similar weapons.

"The light and dark swords he specially forged are naturally not ordinary weapons, but keys!" The black face youth said as he took out the gold sore medicine and applied it to the wound.

"Key? What key?" Luo Xiu asked, faintly feeling that this black-faced youth might not be making up stories.

"The key to a treasure house! And it's a treasure house left by the King Wu strong!"

"Wu Wang Treasure?" Luo Xiu's eyes flickered.

He is no longer a fledgling boy. He has been instructed by the master of the martial arts hall and learned that there are actually more powerful existences above the body-refining martial artist, the sea martial artist, and the innate martial artist.

Above the congenital martial artist is the refining **** Wuzong. The so-called Wuzong is the martial arts master, who can fly in the air and fly across the sky!

On the top of Wuzong, there is the realm of kings, who are known as the king of martial arts, and the king of martial arts!

The reason why Xiaoyao Sect became the number one power in Yunlong County and can be called the overlord of the Heavenly Martial Kingdom is because there are king-level martial masters in charge!

If you can cultivate to this level, you can have an equal dialogue with a powerful force like Xiaoyaomen.

"That treasure house is the legacy of our ancestors. To open it, you must use both light and dark swords. I only have the light sword in my hand. The dark sword is in your hands. I can take you there with you." The black face youth said.

It is naturally impossible for him to tell the location of the treasure house now.

"Which Martial King was your ancestor?" Luo Xiu asked.

"Buchen King Wu! I am also a Tier 5 swordsmith, and I am the descendant of King Buchen Wu, Step Fei."

"Why should I believe you?" Luo Xiu stared at Step Fei, "Since it is the treasure house left by your ancestors, would you like to share it with me?"

Perceiving Luo Xiu's distrust of himself, Step Fei snorted coldly, "Believe it or not, if the Dark Sword is in your hands and I am not your opponent, how would I tell you this?"

Luo Xiu thought about the credibility of what Bu Fei said. The treasure house left by a powerful king of martial arts is still very attractive. Even big forces like Xiaoyaomen will be tempted, let alone Luo Xiu. The little warrior of the sea of ​​anger?

But he also knows that there is no good thing about pie-dropping in the world. This step-by-step telling him this must have no purpose.

"How long does it take to get to the treasure house?" Luo Xiu asked, he didn't want to miss the assessment of Xiaoyaomen.

"One month is enough," Bu Fei said.

"Okay, I'll go with you. I hope you'd better not play tricks, otherwise I will kill you. Presumably you won't make fun of your own life, right?" Luo Xiu finally made a decision. Just be careful at the time and go back as soon as you find something is wrong.