Son-in-law Dan Zun

Luo Wushu walked forward alone, the wind was bleak and the sword aura flowed, blowing on him, making a white robe hunt and hunt.

Mo Qingcheng and others looked at the figure with their backs to the people, and they all remained silent.

They understand and trust Luo Wushu.

There is no doubt about what Luo Wushu has already put into action.

Shui Yunzong and the people of Chu Kingdom were also looking at the back at this moment. At this moment, they actually felt a sense of loneliness from Luo Wushu's body.

This is so incredible that they all think that this is just an illusion.

Who is Luo Wushu? A waste from Yuan Dynasty, his cultivation is only in the middle stage of the Royal Sky Realm, and it is not worth mentioning.

"boom!"

The blood sword trembled slightly, and as Luo Wushu approached, a terrible wave swept out of the sword body.

"The sword formation was triggered." The young man headed by Shui Yunzong showed an interesting look on his face. Then, I will see how long Luo Wushu can last.

Not only him, including the people of Chu State, are also staring at the blood sword intently at this moment.

The sword formation appeared, maybe they could see through the mystery and control the blood sword.

In this way, they no longer need to look at the faces of Shui Yunzong's people and act.

"Buzz!"

Around the blood sword, the horror sword intent exploded, and the extremely strong smell of blood permeated from it.

Of course, Luo Wushu's footsteps remained the same, and he continued to move forward.

"court death!"

Seeing this, everyone sneered. This guy was simply stunned, and he didn't know how to cultivate to the middle of the Royal Sky Realm.

Could it be that all minds are blindly above practice, ignorant of world affairs, and no experience?

"laugh!"

Under everyone's eyes, above the blood sword, a **** light circulated crazily and burst out.

"boom!"

Luo Wu's written expression remained the same, and when he looked up, he shot out with a punch.

"Qinglong Tianjian Jue, Qinglong Fist!"

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the blood-colored sword light was annihilated by one of his punches, but his fist was also injured by the sword light, with blood dripping down.

"boom!"

The sword array seemed to be angered by Luo Wushu's ignorance, and there were even more shocking fluctuations.

Another **** sword light cut through the air, and Luo Wushu seemed unmoved, still blasting out with a brutal punch.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, at this moment, his hand was ripped open and fleshy, revealing the bones.

However, his figure remained firm and stepped forward.

Above the blood sword, the blood blatantly shone over the sky, and Luo Wushu seemed to have stepped into a **** world.

A tyrannical connotation flooded into his mind, as if he would erode his mind and become a slaughter devil.

"roll!"

With a low drink, his eyes closed with this moment, resisting the tyrannical will.

His figure moved further and further forward, as if to blend into this **** sword formation.

A **** sword light cut out, just for an instant, there were more blood marks on his body, although he was embarrassed, it was not lethal.

The blood fell to the ground and was drawn instantly. The sword formation didn't seem to want Luo Wushu's life, but wanted to draw his blood, control his mind, and turn it into a killing devil.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of Mo Qingcheng and Qin He changed, and there were unconcealable worries in their beautiful eyes.

This time, will it be bigger?

In contrast, Yaoyue and Mo Fan were much calmer at this moment.

They thought of the scene when the Sky Sword Sect’s outer gate was assessed.

Vaguely, the power of the Seven Kills Sword Array still echoed in their minds.

"Rumble..."

The blood light became more and more dense at this moment, filling the sky, and Luo Wushu's figure was also completely shrouded at this moment, making it difficult to see clearly.

Above the void, countless howling sword auras were also swallowed into the sword formation at this moment, becoming more powerful.

Luo Wushu suddenly raised his head and opened his eyes. His eyes were scarlet, faintly corroded by the tyrannical meaning, but he still kept his consciousness clear.

From the **** light in the sky, he saw a complex pattern.

It is made of blood and is extremely bright.

That is the sword picture, the sword picture of this sword formation.

If it weren't for the sword formation and didn't study it too deeply, he didn't need to do this at all to get a glimpse of it.

It seemed to be a flash, and it seemed to have passed for a long time.

On Luo Wushu's fingers, a sword light suddenly cut out, breaking the blood light, and blending into the sword map.

"Buzz!"

Sword Tu trembled violently at this moment, the blood and light skyrocketed, and even the space faintly trembled at this moment.

At this moment, the power of the sword formation seemed to be out of control, raging around everything.

The air exploded frantically, and the ground near the tomb was instantly raged and riddled with holes, and then instantly turned into powder and became flat.

However, Luo Wushu seemed to have turned into a part of the sword formation, and there was no blood sword to punish him.

"how so?"

"How could that ant cause such a movement?"

At this moment, both the Shui Yunzong and the Chu people felt a sense of uneasiness.

Although they never felt that Luo Wushu could survive the sword formation, the blood-colored world in front of them made them unbreakable.

Shouldn't that ant-like guy die directly under the sword light?

Why can it last so long?

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After a few more breaths, the **** world in front of everyone disappeared, and what came into view was...

A blood-stained figure, holding a blood sword, was looking at them indifferently.

How can this be?

How could he not die?

One after another, his pupils shrank suddenly, unbelievable.

But in the next moment, their hearts all have the meaning of ecstasy, and they rise quickly.

The blood sword was lucky enough to be obtained by an ant. Isn't it the best result for them?

"Congratulations!" The young man headed by Shui Yunzong grabbed the shock of his heart and smiled lightly.

"Qingcheng, come here!" Luo Wushu ignored the other party, but looked at the four of Mo Qingcheng.

"Yeah!" The four nodded, and instantly rushed to Luo Wushu's side.

Regarding this, the people did not stop, but looked at Luo Wushu calmly.

Obviously...

Although Luo Wushu got the blood sword by luck, he emptied himself and became the end of the force.

However, he thought that a group of ants could hold the sword?

"Since this sword is predestined with you, we will naturally not fight with you."

The youth headed by Shui Yunzong still smiled and spoke with a calm expression.

"But after all, we encountered the sword first. Can you let us have a look at it?"

Hearing that, the prince of Chu State also spoke lightly at this moment, "You are a wise man, should you know how to do it?"

"You won't even take it out for everyone to look at, are you reluctant?"

The eyes of the group of people all fell on Luo Wushu, slightly joking.

I don't know whether he still wants this last fig leaf.

Those who know the current affairs are handsome, if Luo Wushu consciously crosses a bleeding sword to make them happy, perhaps he will give a group of people a way to survive.

Otherwise, I am afraid that there will be a shortage of people and money.

"Okay!" Luo Wushu's eyes narrowed into a line at this moment.