Son-in-law Dan Zun

"Do not worry!"

"Big brother, I won't be cheap anymore, Luo Wushu."

Xuan Wuji indifferently scanned Xuan Wufeng's eyes, and immediately, above his fingers, a dark beam of light shot out.

Looking at the dark beam, Xuan Wufeng was first instinctively ecstatic.

But immediately, there was an extremely dangerous wave that enveloped him, making his eyes full of disbelief, and it quickly poured out.

"No……"

The screams stopped abruptly in just a moment.

Until his death, Xuan Wufeng couldn't believe that he didn't die in Luo Wushu's hands, but was killed by his elder brother, who was blood thicker than water.

The vast world fell into a brief silence.

Although he felt the change of Xuan Wuji's temperament, when he mercilessly killed Xuan Wufeng, the hearts of everyone trembled violently.

Dadao is merciless, and the stronger the person, the more indifferent to feelings.

And right now, Xuan Wuji is undoubtedly a good interpretation of this sentence, even the brothers whose blood is thicker than water can be killed by their own hands.

Luo Wushu watched this scene indifferently, Xuan Wufeng would end up like this, although sad, but also self-inflicted, there is nothing worthy of sympathy.

In fact, if it weren't for taking Xuan Wufeng as a hostage, talk to Tiangong.

The first time he saw Xuan Wufeng in Tianmen, Luo Wushu wouldn't have left a bit of his hand.

However, Xuan Wuji's shot also gave Luo Wushu a more intuitive understanding of the changes in his character.

Even his own brothers can be killed at will.

I have to say that now Xuan Wuji has become even more dangerous.

"Now, are you satisfied?" Xuan Wuji raised his gloomy eyes and looked at Luo Wushu with a faint smile.

Only at this moment, that smile fell in the eyes of many people, and it was not different from the devil.

In fact, Xuan Wuji has a softer approach.

However, he had no choice.

In his heart, I am afraid that he really doesn't care about Xuan Wufeng's life and death, and just treats it as a useless dude.

Therefore, we will use a quick knife to cut the mess.

In this way, Luo Wushu also has nothing to restrict the Tiangong.

"I am suddenly a little curious now, what have you experienced in the past six months turned you into a complete beast."

Luo Wushu said coldly, a person who can kill even his own brother, he naturally doesn't have much respect in words.

"What happened? You will know soon, won't you?"

Xuan Wuji's cold eyes were completely squinted, and the monstrous killing intent was constantly pouring out, and his eyes seemed to be as cold and sharp as a sword.

Around, many people instinctively retreated, for fear of being affected and tragically dying.

Xuan Wuji now has a strong breath.

"Step into the Seventh-Rank Supreme Realm, is this your progress this year?" Luo Wushu's expression still didn't make much waves.

Half a year ago, when he was only the first-rank supreme realm, he used the Xuanhuang Pagoda to kill Yue Xingming.

Not to mention now.

"The improvement of the cultivation base is just the most trivial point. Now, I will let you see what transformation is."

Xuan Wuji screamed violently, and a strong black light gushing out from his body, turning into a terrible black light, sweeping out waves of destruction.

"kill!"

With a low drink, he destroyed the black light and broke through the air, and went to kill Luo Wushu.

Boom!

Luo Wushu stepped forward, and the whole body also swept out with a cold breath, unreservedly releasing the third-rank supreme cultivation base.

He wants to see An Yixue as soon as possible, but right now, he must first defeat Xuan Wuji.

An ice blue flame emerged from Luo Wushu's palm, and immediately, Luo Wushu took a flame palm print, submerged the black light, and then annihilated in the void.

"You really didn't let me down!" Xuan Wuji grinned, with an astonishing sword intent blooming all over his body.

That amazing sword intent, with a bit of coldness, perfectly blended with the black energy surging around him.

Then it turned into an endless black sword, engulfing the extremely cold waves of destruction, and heading towards Luo Wushu's burial.

Luo Wushu's whole body is full of Ling Tian sword intent blooming, and as he stretches out his hand, there is also the endless flame and sword light, slashing out.

"Boom boom..."

Void was caught in a violent tremor, and the terrifying sword confrontation caused the hearts of many Heavenly Palace experts to tremble wildly.

The strength of the two has reached such a terrifying point?

It doesn't matter if Xuan Wuji is strong, Luo Wushu, a practitioner from the Xuantian Continent, is also so perverted?

"Very good!" Xuan Wuji looked at this scene coldly, his expression becoming more and more excited, "It seems that you haven't been wasteful in the past six months!"

"If you still only have this strength, you should hand over An Yixue obediently!" Luo Wushu didn't want to talk too much nonsense with Xuan Wuji.

It's not that he didn't want to take this opportunity to kill Xuan Wuji directly.

But obviously, he couldn't do that before seeing An Yixue.

"This strength? If I only have this strength, why should I go through so many inhuman experiences in these six months?"

Xuan Wuji screamed and said, as if to release all the hatred and unhappiness in his heart unreservedly at this moment.

His pupils became darker and darker, and his killing thought seemed to be so full that it was almost substantive.

Along with the formation of the seal on his hands, the monstrous black glow spewed crazily from his body like a volcanic eruption.

Then, the void condensed into a dark phantom.

Senran, a stern voice, constantly emanating from the dark phantom, resounding in this world, like countless demons roaring.

"What is this method?" The crowd stared at this scene with palpitations. As a Tiangong powerhouse, it was the first time they saw this scene.

One after another, they walked back in panic again.

If someone said that Xuan Wuji would kill them together, there would be no doubt.

Xuan Wuji at this moment is not like a man, but like a devil.

"Luo Wushu, do you know this is a means?" Xuan Wuji let out a gloomy voice, and it resounded through the sky like a ghost.

"What means does it matter?" Luo Wushu asked back, but there was a solemn meaning in his eyes.

That fluctuation should be the power of magical powers.

"Ignorance is not terrible. I'm afraid you will die and you don't know how you died." Xuan Wuji laughed coldly, as if to completely destroy Luo Wushu's confidence.

He wanted Luo Wushu to experience his failure six months ago.

Moreover, it is worse.

"This is magical power, called..."