Son-in-law Dan Zun

"You try to stop me again?"

Hearing the ironic voice, Zhao Jian only felt extremely harsh.

There is even more shame and anger in my heart.

But hesitated again and again, he still weakly released the Qianjun Sword in his hand.

Hard fight, not only has no chance of winning, but will only make Jianlaizong's face more completely lost.

The voice of cold irony is not just a provocation to Zhao Jian.

It is also a satire of the entire Jianlai Sect and Li Jianlan.

But even Li Jianlan had to admit that no one below the Heavenly Venerable Realm could stop Luo Wushu.

In the beginning, if someone said that, Li Jianlan would only think that he was a lunatic and talked about dreams.

But now, he always feels that everything is like a dream.

Even if it was a breakthrough, Luo Wushu was nothing more than the cultivation base of the Sixth Rank Divine Realm.

Li Jianlan really didn't understand why Luo Wushu could be so perverted.

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In Jianlaizong, there is a huge square.

In the past, this square was usually used to hold events of the Sword Lai Sect.

Only this time not.

Because on the square today, several blood-stained and wounded figures were suppressed.

It was An Yixue and others.

At this time, their eyes looked far away, and their hearts were filled with deep worries.

"It must be okay!"

They certainly wouldn't doubt the degree to which Luo Wushu attaches importance to them.

It's just that he didn't expect that he would come so soon.

With the current cultivation base of Luo Wushu, how sure is it to force the sword to sect?

On the square, a number of Jian Laizong strongmen who were in charge of guarding looked at Jian Blind and others sarcastically.

"Na Luo Wushu is an ant, but he has no self-knowledge."

"I really think that if I can stand out in the Tianzun cultivating field, do I have the qualifications to be wild in my sword?"

"However, this is not a bad thing for you."

"At least, it doesn't have to be because he continues to be a prisoner, he can directly get a relief."

"Hahaha……"

But just as the jokes of those from the swordsman sect reverberated, a cold voice resounded.

"Who do you want to be liberated?"

The cold voice seemed to come from Jiuyou Hell.

At the moment it resounded, the temperature between heaven and earth dropped a lot.

Several strong swordsmen who were in charge of guarding all couldn't help but shudder.

With a deep dread in his eyes, he projected toward the direction of the sound.

"who is it?"

"The ants in your mouth!" Luo Wushu's figure approached the square at an astonishing speed.

Behind it, there are many people watching the battle, following them.

On weekdays, Jianlaizong naturally prohibits outsiders from getting involved easily, but this time, it is impossible to prohibit it at all.

Of course, Jianlaizong had no intention to stop watching so many lively figures.

On the square, there were several guarding figures, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, their eyes staring at the white figure that exuded an icy breath in the sky with fear.

"You are Luo Wushu?"

"Did you really kill in?"

"How can this be?"

…………

Luo Wushu ignored their words.

But for the first time, he cast his gaze on the suppressed figures in the square.

An Yixue, Mo Qingcheng, Xiao Dai'er, Bai Ning, Jian Blind, Leaves Fallen, Feng Leizi.

Put aside Mo Fan and Yaoyue who are still in the lower realm.

Today, the most important people around him are suppressed on the square at this moment.

Moreover, their clothes were stained with blood, and there were more or less injuries on their bodies.

"boom!"

Seeing the injuries on An Yixue and others, Luo Wushu had a monstrous violent aura, like a sleeping Shura, completely awakened.

From learning that An Yixue and the others were taken away by Jianlaizong, they rushed here all the way.

In fact, he was suppressing the murderous intent and tyrannical anger that had already flooded in his heart.

But because he still didn't want to see An Yixue and others, he didn't dare to tear his face completely.

Don't dare to do things too harshly.

Therefore, he only defeated and retreated from the previous swordsmen who came to the sect.

Rather than punish them with thunder as they used to treat the enemy.

However, how did Jianlaizong treat An Yixue and others.

Above the blood-stained figures, more or less, some weal marks and sword marks can be seen.

Obviously suffered extreme torture.

"You really **** it!"

A deep voice, mixed with strong violence, slowly spread across the world.

Suddenly, many people's breathing stopped for a while.

His eyes were mixed with fear, staring at the violent figure in the void.

Obviously, they had already seen Luo Wushu's methods.

But at this moment, it feels strangely strange.

Compared with Luo Wushu in this state,

Previously, he seemed arrogant and mighty, but in reality, he didn't know how kind he was.

"Could it be that he has always reserved, hasn't he really shown his strength?"

Many people have terrifying thoughts.

But after another thought, he couldn't help shaking his head, denying this possibility.

This is not realistic...

"No book (Brother Luo)...you calm down first."

An Yixue and others persuaded.

They understand Luo Wushu's character, but this is the site of Jianlaizong.

They don't want Luo Wushu to lose his mind here and let the situation develop to an uncontrollable level.

"Sorry, I came too slow!"

Luo Wushu's figure walked towards An Yixue and the others and rescued them.

And took out the healing pills and swallowed them one by one.

During the whole process, Luo Wushu didn't say a word.

But with the close contact, looking at the shocking scars on their bodies, the anger and killing intent in their hearts continued to deepen.

Bloodshots climbed up one after another, making Luo Wushu's eyes scarlet scarlet.

"Brother Luo, we are useless, it has nothing to do with you, and it's just some skin trauma, it doesn't get in the way."

Jian Blind pretended to have a calm look.

However, under that embarrassed appearance, the smile seemed somewhat miserable.

"No books, we're all right, you don't have to worry about it!" An Yixue said softly.

As the person who is most familiar with Luo Wushu, she naturally understands Luo Wushu's current emotions best.

Including Mo Qingcheng, Feng Leizi and others all started to persuade, trying to calm Luo Wushu's anger.

"My woman, brother, being treated like this, how can I not care about it."

Luo Wushu gently stroked An Yixue's incomprehensible face, his murderous intent was still growing in a blowout manner.

Jian Blind and the others are better. After all, they are the big masters, and it is really not a big deal to get a bit of flesh and blood.

But An Yixue...

On weekdays, he was hardly willing to let An Yixue hurt a single hair.

Listening to the dialogue between Luo Wushu and others, several Jianlaizong powerhouses in charge of guarding all showed sneers.

"How does he take it to heart?"

"Could it be true that I would dare to commit a crime in the territory of my Jianlaizong?"

"Don't say that you are just a group of ants from Outland. Even if it is a dragon, you have to keep it here for Lao Tzu."

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Their voices were immediately recognized by many people.

Luo Wushu's ability to break through here is indeed beyond everyone's expectations.

However, they didn't think Luo Wushu had the courage to kill him who came to the Sect.

Fighting and killing are two completely different qualities.

Judging from Luo Wushu's previous shots, he was obviously afraid of Jianlaizong and didn't dare to kill him at all.

At this moment, naturally, there will be no exception.

However, just when everyone thought Luo Wushu would not make a move, his palm was raised indifferently.

Then, he took a shot at the several strong swords who were in charge of guarding.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The astonishing mana palm prints quickly condensed, and several figures were directly photographed into minced meat, with no bones left.

"Let's look at Jianlaizong, how I plan to hold it." Luo Wushu looked around the vast world, and slowly let out a cold voice.

The wind blew, and the strong smell of blood spread into the noses of many people, making the figures messy in the wind.

Confounded.

Luo Wushu, how dare he?

Isn't he afraid to completely arouse the anger of the Sword Lai Sect and send out the powerhouse of the Celestial Realm to deal with it?

Under those circumstances, I am afraid that even the young palace lord Hua Qingyan's face is not good.