Son-in-law Dan Zun

"The sword is coming!"

Luo Wushu's figure also walked forward.

His whole body was filled with a Lingtian sword intent, and the terrifying sword aura cut the space, tearing layers of ice.

The power of the ice is icy, but it can't get close to him at all.

A strange color flickered in Yuetianlong's eyes, and then another voice uttered, "Stop!"

The power of Frost Ice was far more terrifying, and the space where Luo Wushu was located was completely frozen after only meeting each other.

He seemed to be shackled in the air, unable to move.

But it was just a moment of effort. An icy blue flame surged from inside the ice, melting it at an astonishing speed.

"What a powerful flame!" Many people's eyes narrowed slightly.

The Moon Family's Cold Star Art, under the hands of Yue Tianlong, how powerful it is, it goes without saying.

However, it seems that there is still no way to Luo Wushu.

"He is also good at flames?" The expert of the Tianhuangzong narrowed his eyes slightly.

No, the reason why his flame is strong is not because of his deep understanding in the flame.

It comes from the flame itself.

The icy blue flame is sky fire.

Suddenly, there are many Tianhuangzong experts who are climbing out of greed in the eyes, and they want to shoot directly to kill people and win treasures.

"I underestimated your methods, so it seems that Tianchen will die in your hands, but it is not wronged."

"However, this does not mean that you have any chance of luck today."

Yue Tianlong still held one hand behind him, faintly let out a voice.

Even at this moment, his face still has strong confidence, a gesture of victory.

"If you don't talk nonsense, I can still look at you high, otherwise, it will only embarrass the Yue family for a while." Luo Wushu let out a cold voice.

Yue Zhuyun tried his best to let him fight Yue Tianlong.

I don't know how it would react to see Yue Tianlong also following in the footsteps of Yue Tianchen for a while.

Fen Tian Bing Lan Yan swept across the void, and headed towards Yue Tianchen. The two seemed to be fighting for the control of this space.

The sound of violent confluence swept across the world, spreading out the aftermath of destruction.

Yue Tianlong raised his head, his proud eyes filled with solemn meaning, and he actually felt the pressure.

"Frost!"

The extreme chill was surging in the whole body, and a giant frost dragon appeared in front of Yuetianlong, wrapped in a terrifying might, and killed Xiang Luo Wushu.

However, when he saw Luo Wushu's figure, he was still violent and indomitable.

The monstrous flames surged above the fists, and they met with the frost dragon, and exploded with only one face.

This caused Yue Tianlong's face to change again, and the palm of his hand behind him could no longer remain indifferent.

"Cold Star Art, Star Burning Art!"

Yue Tianlong pinched his hands, and his breath suddenly rose at this moment, becoming more and more incomprehensible.

"Able to drive me to this point, even if you die, you are worthy of pride."

Luo Wushu did not respond to Yuetianlong's voice anymore, and accompanied by the terrifying sound of sword howling, flame swords slew towards it.

The frost dragon roared and killed again, but the sword of flame seemed endless.

After all, as Luo Wushu spit out a "broken" word coldly, the Frost Dragon was completely detonated.

"How is it possible?" Yuetianlong's figure backed back, his breath violently fluctuating, and the eyes staring at Luo Wushu were filled with thick disbelief.

But in response to him, Luo Wushu's indifferent voice did not contain any emotion.

"I reminded you earlier, don't be ashamed, do you believe it now?"

Yuetianlong's expression became extremely embarrassed, but seeing Luo Wushu's figure turned into a cold light, he continued to shoot out.

"Enough!" Yue Zhuyun yelled coldly, and his figure flashed before appearing directly in front of Yuetian Dragon.

How could he allow Yue Tianlong to die in Luo Wushu's hands again.

Luo Wushu stopped the figure who continued to kill and let out a sarcastically, "That's it?"

If there was no Yue Zhuyun, he would definitely not let Yue Tianlong go.

But Yue Zhuyun was naturally shameless and intervened in the fighting among the younger generations, so he naturally didn't need to be aggressive.

Although he was confident, he didn't think he could ignore Yue Zhuyun's obstacles and forcibly kill Yuetian Dragon.

"Presumptuous!" Yue Zhuyun yelled coldly, his face full of gloomy meaning.

I wiped out the thought of killing, surging in the bottom of my heart.

Suddenly, there was an ice finger shadow that unexpectedly appeared out of thin air, Zhu Xiang Luo Wushu.

"Yue Zhuyun!" Xia Li yelled coldly. However, when he reacted, it was too late.

"Boom!"

A deep and loud noise spread.

Luo Wushu's figure, under the shadow of terrible fingers, shot out, vomiting blood in his mouth.

"No books!"

"Brother Luo!"

"Junior Brother Luo!"

"Luo Wushu!"

Many anxious voices sounded, and they could clearly feel the terrifying weakness of Luo Wushu's breath.

At this moment, as long as an ordinary Heavenly Venerable Realm powerhouse, he can be killed.

The figures flickered, appearing in front of Luo Wushu.

Mo Fan's body was demon-powered, even though he was only in the second-rank Heavenly Sovereign Realm, but at this moment, he looked directly at Yue Zhuyun indifferently, and wanted to kill it.

An Yixue's body was also filled with a palpitating pressure, which was not like a second-rank Celestial Realm could possess.

Including Yao Yue, Mo Qingcheng, Bai Ning, and everyone at Huang Xuan Academy, there was a surging look of anger on their faces.

"Not dead?" Yue Zhuyun glanced at the plain brick in front of Luo Wushu in surprise.

Under his almost mortal finger, the brick was actually safe and sound.

On the contrary, it was a terrible counter-shock force, directly injuring Luo Wushu and dying.

"Shit luck!" Yue Tianlong let out a cold voice, without the slightest fluke of the rest of his life.

On the contrary, it was a pity that Luo Wushu was still alive, unable to completely vent his anger.

The crowd was also shocked by this sudden scene.

Xia Li's reaction was fast enough, but he was still a step slower. If Luo Wushu was leaning on himself, he would have died at this time.

"Too much bullying!"

Xia Li exhaled angrily.

Not only him, but many powerful people in Huangxuan Academy are swept up with an aura of anger, spreading across the vast world, and the atmosphere of swordsmanship has made countless people change their colors at this moment.

Even Yue Zhuyun's face became unnatural.

He was already at a loss for intervening in the battle between Luo Wushu and Yuetianlong, not to mention that he almost killed Luo Wushu.

"Trash!" Lin Shengxing cursed secretly, but there was indeed a peacemaker's posture on his face.

"Why are you so angry, isn't Luo Wushu not dead?"

"That's right!" Lintian City Lord Qi Hong also echoed: "Brother Yue is eager to protect his son. It is not incomprehensible to do something out of control."

"It's really excusable, but fortunately, it didn't cause any major disaster. There is no need to mobilize people like this." After Qi Hong, there were several voices, which sounded one after another, speaking for Yue Zhuyun.

For a time, the pressure seemed to come to Huangxuan Academy again.

It seems that if Xia Li wants to continue to be held accountable, it is because he doesn't know how to promote it.