Son-in-law Dan Zun

"Yes, it's me!"

Luo Wushu nodded slightly and looked at Zhanfeng calmly.

There is no momentum blooming on his body, and he looks like a weak scholar with no power to bind a chicken.

But invisibly, the pressure on Zhanfeng has become even greater.

The shadow of the person, the name of the tree.

How he can do it, don't fear that Luo has no books.

"Or, let's not bet on any magic weapon, just bet on our lives!" Luo Wushu said quietly.

The words of light clouds and wind light, but like thunder, exploded in Zhanfeng's heart, setting off stormy waves.

"I...I admit defeat!"

Zhan Feng embarrassed his face and quickly squeezed a voice from his mouth.

The crowd was also in an uproar.

The changes before and after the battle peak are too big, right?

Is this still the previous, the arrogant and arrogant extraterritorial evil race?

"Are you so courageous?" Luo Wushu stretched out his palm and said quietly, "Hand over the magical artifact!"

He also didn't bother to waste his words with Zhan Feng.

In fact, with his current strength, fighting against Zhanfeng is already a bit bullying.

"Okay!" Zhanfeng is also very simple.

Directly give him the ten Tianzun-class magical artifacts previously obtained from Yue Xingming.

Having conceded defeat, and talking about other things, it will only become more embarrassing.

"Who else wants to take action?"

Luo Wushu's gaze swept away towards the other evil races outside the territory, "Whether it is a gambling tool or a life gambling will do."

The vast space became silent.

Even, it makes the crowd feel a little uncomfortable.

They have never seen such a quiet time when the arrogant evil clan outside the territories has such a quiet time.

Is this the deterrence brought by Luo Wushu?

"Your strength is probably not inferior to Xuan Wuji. It's a bit too much to attack some low-level Conferred Kings realm, right?"

The old man of the evil race outside the territory who had not spoken said at this moment.

Luo Wushu glanced away, couldn't help but smile, and asked indifferently, "What cultivation level am I?"

There was another moment of speechlessness.

Of course they knew that Luo Wushu was only the cultivation base of the peak of the Heavenly Venerable Realm.

But this guy, you can't just look at it in terms of cultivation.

"Well, how about the low-level conquering kings, how about it?" Luo Wushu spit out another voice.

The paradox is not surprising and endless.

The crowd was in an uproar, and the faces of many of the evil races from outside the territories looked extremely gloomy.

Deceive people too much.

It's really deceiving people too much.

The point is, this way, even if you win, what can you prove?

They still can't win!

Unless, in this case, Luo Wushu can be killed directly.

"Don't dare to fight, just get out!"

"Next time, let your saint lead the team personally, otherwise, don't be ashamed."

Luo Wushu didn't bother to give the other party time, so he thought about it slowly.

After that, he turned around and walked back towards the town of magic city.

The crowd stared at this scene in shock. Originally, Human Race might be embarrassed again.

But as Luo Wushu walked out at will, he was dismissed lightly.

And, to restore the lost face of the human race, in turn, to embarrass the evil race outside the territory.

"A bunch of cowards!"

"Coward, go and roll back!"

"Don't be embarrassed here."

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On the Devil Suppression City, bursts of exulting voices erupted.

Although Luo Wushu did not abuse the evil races outside the territorial blood like Mo Fan did.

But in a few words, the evil races outside the territories have no place to show themselves, which is undoubtedly even more relieved.

"I'm going to fight!"

Finally, an unbearable voice came out.

His name is Yan Ke, the third-ranked king.

Of course, he had heard of Luo Wushu's enchanting name.

But without personal verification, there is still some unbelief in evil.

Especially under this kind of anger, it is even more difficult to treat Luo Wushu with such a rational view.

"Yeke, no!" The old man of the evil race outside the territory blocked him.

"He is not at the peak of the Heavenly Venerable Realm. Even if he is lost, wouldn't he even be able to protect himself?" Yan Ke said in a deep voice.

As soon as I planned to shoot, I naturally managed to overcome the fear in my heart and be fearless.

"Okay, then you be careful!" The old man said no more.

Although Luo Wushu is an extraordinary evildoer, the saints are brave and good at fighting, and they won't be weak.

As for what Luo Wushu said about going together, he hadn't even considered it.

Luo Wushu stopped, and a voice came out, "What are you betting on?"

"It will be all right!"

"Then bet your life!"

"good!"

A horrible aura swept through Yan Ke's body.

Compared with the previous battle peaks and armies, his strength is undoubtedly much stronger.

"Luo Wushu, come on!"

In the crowd, inspiring voices resounded.

Luo Wushu stood calmly in the sky, looking at Yan Ke lightly, his deep eyes, without any waves.

"Go ahead!"

"Good!" Yan Ke will not be polite with Luo Wushu.

Taking the lead means being able to take advantage of certain opportunities.

Especially in the case of the same strength, it is very likely to directly establish the victory or defeat.

Astonishing fluctuations swept out of Ke's body.

In front of him, there was a monstrous magic pillar condensed and emerged, sweeping out towards Luo Wushu.

"The Eight Desolate Sacred Demon Columns, sweep the Eight Desolations!"

A loud rumbling noise erupted from the space, seeming to be unable to withstand the terrible power.

The eyes of the crowd also became serious.

Luo Wushu turned strong, but many people just heard of his name and hadn't really seen him actually make a move.

How would Luo Wushu respond to such a powerful offensive?

"laugh!"

In front of Luo Wushu, a sword intent flowed up, and when he raised his hand, a sword came out.

"boom!"

It seems a very simple sword.

But let the monstrous magic pillar burst into pieces, turning into the beginning of the aftermath of the sky full of energy.

Under the terrible aftermath, the ground cracked into gullies.

The shocking scene seemed shocking.

However, the white figure in the center of the collision still looked outstanding, standing steady and motionless.

It seemed that there was nothing that could shake him.

"How is it possible?" Yan Ke's pupils shrank, when did the Eight Desolation Sacred Demon Pillar become so weak?

"Om!" Luo Wushu's body had the light of life and soul blooming, and in the next instant, it directly turned into a golden-winged big peng bird and smashed out.

The sword shadow enlarged in the pupils, making Yanke's eyes a sense of astonishment and fear.

"False solution!"

His figure quickly turned into a cloud of black light.

But in the next instant, he felt a heavy pressure, and the space was suppressed.

It seems that he can only force that sword.

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PS: The Mid-Autumn Festival holiday is here, we will add more tomorrow!