Son-in-law Dan Zun

"roll!"

Xiaojin responded coldly.

Instinctively angry, as a dragon with noble blood, he naturally has his pride.

As for the recognition of Luo Wushu as the master, it is because he has followed Luo Wushu since he was born.

There is a kind of closeness that comes from instinct.

It is not the same as lowering a proud head.

"Tell me to surrender him, let's talk about it." Shan Zihao's eyes flashed, and he took the lead to kill Xiaojin.

Since Luo Wushu's news was wrong, he naturally wanted to get Cui Jian's favor from other aspects and show his usefulness.

The Dragon Power on Xiaojin's body certainly made him jealous.

But precisely because of this, it was instead his opportunity to show himself. Other Sword Lai Sect disciples didn't dare, he dared.

This is what he has dared to do.

An astonishing palm, gathered in the palm of his palm, engulfed in a vast and terrifying force, attacked and killed.

"Tianlong Palm!"

Xiao Jin's pupils shrank suddenly. At this moment, he only felt that a giant dragon was roaring and killing him.

"roll!"

Xiao Jin shouted angrily.

But he didn't dare to hide his breath anymore, the gorgeous golden claws, wrapped in a mighty power, shot out angrily.

"boom!"

An astonishing collision erupted, and the palm of the Heavenly Dragon was smashed under Xiaojin's claws.

Shan Zihao's figure was shaken back, but he was not surprised and delighted.

"It turns out that he is just a beast with a fake tiger, his strength is not strong."

Needless to say, Shan Zihao, the rest of the sword sects also watched this scene.

Immediately, there was a series of amazing offensives, drowning towards Xiaojin's huge body.

"Roar……"

Xiaojin roared, and the dragon shook the sky.

The brilliant golden light bloomed crazily from its body, and the dragon body swept out of the void, resisting many violent offensives.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The astonishing sound resounded madly.

Although Xiaojin's strength far surpasses the cultivation base himself, but in essence, he is still only a first-grade Divine Realm.

Faced with the combined offensive of many strong swordsmen, it instantly fell into a disadvantage.

His huge body shot upside down, the golden scales shattered, blood was flowing down, and the red cold lake was dyed.

"Beast, surrender, or die!"

Shan Zihao and many other swordsmen who came to the sect all spoke coldly at this moment.

"roll!"

Xiaojin's body was stained with blood, and his breath fluctuated violently, but the golden eyes were still extremely arrogant, full of monstrous anger.

After following Luo Wushu for so long, he has never been so humiliated.

"Then you are ready to die!"

Shan Zihao took the lead and brewed a ruined palm print.

Not only him, but the rest of the swordsmen who came to the sect were also ready to go, threatening Xiaojin.

"Beast, give you three breaths!"

"If you are still obsessed and unwilling to surrender, I will pull out your skin and twitch your muscles."

"You can't survive, and you can't die."

At this time, under the cold pool, a voice suddenly sounded, "You should not survive, and it is you who cannot survive."

The voice was cold, as if it came from Jiuyou Purgatory.

For a moment, many people were stunned, "Is there anyone else?"

"Yes... is it him?" Shan Zihao and Leng Feng took the lead in looking at each other, their eyes filled with joy.

"There is a way to heaven, you don't go, and there is no way to cast your own money in hell!"

"If you are hiding at the bottom of the pool, don't make any noise. We really think that you are not here."

"Then now, wait for you to die, Luo Wushu!"

Shan Zihao and Leng Feng sneered again and again.

Although Luo Wushu has not been seen, he is already regarded as a corpse.

"Just because I refuse to go with you, do you want to kill me?" Luo Wushu asked coldly.

"Hehe, fellow?"

"You are just a murderous and addictive villain. How can you be qualified to walk with us?"

Shan Zihao said while standing at the moral commanding heights: "It is a matter of heaven and earth to kill people to pay for their lives, and to pay off debts."

"You have killed so many powerful swordsmen, now is the time for you to pay for your blood debts."

boom!

A more icy killing intent, sweeping beyond containment.

From beginning to end, Luo Wushu didn't have a good impression of the two of them.

But in his view, the two sides are most similar.

However, the two of them actually planned to use the hand of Jianlaizong to deal with themselves?

Is this a plan to hold the thigh of Sword Lai Sect in this way?

"boom!"

Luo Wushu's figure rose to the sky from under the cold pool and landed beside Xiaojin.

Seeing Luo Wushu, the arrogance in Xiaojin's pupils faded a lot, replaced by immense grievances.

"Master, if you don't come again, why should I really get cramped?"

Luo Wushu touched Xiaojin's head and smiled apologetically, "Now, with me, you can deal with them whatever you want."

"Okay!" Xiao Jin swept away his gaze, and an incomparable ferocity and hatred emerged, "I want to eat them all raw!"

"Well, as long as you feel relieved, you can do anything!" Luo Wushu nodded.

In the past, he did not allow Xiaojin to eat people at will.

But today, he has no objection to these swordsmen.

Looking at the two, there was no one else's communication posture, and many people who came to the sword were all taken aback.

"Is he Luo Wushu?"

Many people from the Swordsman Sect were all looking at Luo Wushu for the first time, and soon they were filled with disappointment in their eyes.

"This person, one animal, two idiots, don't you know where you are now?"

"Although his strength is really enough to punish the third-ranking realm, but in front of Senior Brother Cui, it is a fart."

"Anyway, how to deal with us?"

…………

"An ant from Outland, where does Senior Brother Cui need to do it yourself." A figure walked out and asked coldly, "Are you the Luo Wushu who killed many powerful men in the Sword Sect?"

Zeng Gong, the pinnacle of the third grade Di Zun realm.

His own strength is no less than that of the fourth rank.

Looking at the figure of Zeng Gong who walked out, the people of Jianlaizong were all agitated. "Guess, how many tricks can Luo Wushu survive in the hands of Senior Brother Zeng?"

"Sword Lai Zong has killed a lot of ants, but the strong have not yet encountered them." Luo Wushu's voice was unceremonious.

Respect is mutual, and the people of the sword come sect, obviously, do not deserve his respect.

Can't afford it, a strong one.

"Very well, I really like your rampant tone." Zeng Gong sneered at Luo Wushu, "However, you can see it right away."

"Remember, the one who killed you is called Zeng Gong."

"Sword comes to the inner sect disciple."

laugh!

When the sound fell, a stunning sword light burst out of the sky, punishing Luo Wushu.

"I am not interested in knowing your name." Luo Wushu casually patted a palm print, shattered the sword light, and slowly spoke.

"Also, if you are only so capable, don't be ashamed."

"Very good!" Zeng Gong smiled angrily, swept across his body with Ling Tian sword intent, gathering under the sword.

"The sword falls to the galaxy to turn the sky!"

With a sword out, the void fell into a violent shock.

It seemed that what Zeng Gong had cut was not a sword, but a terrifying divine sword capable of affecting a starry sky.