Son-in-law Dan Zun

"Oh..."

The Ice Soul Snow Wolf roared, and the sharp claws carried a force of ice and cold, tearing through the space, and slammed the blood sword.

"boom!"

The blood sword collided with the sharp claws, and the people below only saw a wave of violent aftermaths raging out, sweeping the sky, trying to annihilate everything.

However, the Blood Sword and the Ice Soul Snow Wolf were still in a stalemate there, seemingly indistinguishable from each other.

"This is, is it evenly matched?"

Time and space seemed to be still, and everyone was waiting to look at this battlefield.

No, it's not over yet...

boom!

Suddenly they saw the blood sword explode, drowning the Ice Soul Blood Wolf, causing it to be stained with blood and turned into a blood wolf.

Shui Ruohan looked embarrassed, but the light of life soul on his body was uncontrollably dimmed.

With a muffled hum, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"This…"

The hearts of the Shuiyun Sect people trembled violently, unbelievably.

Shui Ruohan was injured, and he was still defeated by the ants in the land of no owner.

But they didn't really think how powerful Luo Wushu was. Deep down, it was more of a shock to the blood sword.

What kind of sword is that in order for an ant to defeat Shui Ruohan with this sword?

Although they were both in the middle stage of the Purple Mansion Realm, Shui Ruohan from Shui Yunzong was definitely not comparable to the prince of Chu.

The complexion of the prince of Chu Kingdom is even more difficult to see the extreme at this moment. How could it be?

At this time, there was another **** sword light, cut out from it, as if... it was still such an understatement.

However, at this moment, the people of Shui Yunzong only felt that their pores were standing upside down, like sitting on pins and needles.

"Go!" Shui Ruohan spit out cold words.

Although at this moment, he still has the power to fight, but there is a sense of anxiety in his heart.

Obviously, he underestimated the power of the blood sword.

"Yes!" All the people of Shui Yunzong responded in unison. Almost in an instant, the group of people retreated straight away without any muddle.

Together with the prince of Chu, they were also taken away at this moment.

Luo Wushu glanced at the people who had left, and did not move anything.

After a while, he put away the blood sword and slowly fell back to Mo Qingcheng and the others.

At this moment, he was covered with blood and his complexion was also a little pale.

Controlling the sword formations and successive battles naturally deplete their minds.

Shui Ruohan underestimated the power of the blood sword, but he also couldn't easily deal with the people of Shui Yunzong.

If he continues to fight, even if he is sure, with the power of the sword formation, he will kill Shui Ruohan.

However, he was afraid that he could not deal with the rest of the Shuiyun Sect.

Life for life is not worth it.

"All right?" Mo Qingcheng and the others asked.

"It's not in the way!" Luo Wushu smiled slightly, took out a few pills and swallowed them to make up for the exhaustion of his mind.

"People of Shuiyun Sect, I'm afraid I will hate it." Qin He looked slightly worried.

"There is no way, it is better to be hated, than to stay here today, right?" Yaoyue's voice was cold.

After all, their cultivation is too weak to be so passive.

The other party kills when they want to kill, and leaves when they want to go, but they can only help themselves.

"Cultivate hard!" Luo Wushu narrowed his eyes slightly, passing a hint of sharpness.

Today, you can let the other party escape like a dog from a scattered family, and next time, you can directly keep them.

"In contrast, I am more worried about the prince of Chu." Mo Qingcheng said.

"What do you say?" Mo Fan asked.

"Shuiyunzong is the power of Qingzhou in the end, and the emperor is far away. As long as we leave Jianxu, it may not have much impact on us."

Mo Qingcheng expressed his concerns, "However, once the prince of Chu returns to Chu, it will definitely be a scene of disaster for Yuan."

Luo Wushu nodded, "Then he can't get out of the sword market!"

Hearing this, everyone fell silent.

Now, the prince of Chu is following the people of Shui Yunzong, wanting to kill him, it is easier said than done.

Unless, they have the strength to destroy the Shuiyun Sect.

However, this is obviously impossible.

Moreover, they are also worried about whether the Shuiyun Sect will unite with other Qingzhou forces?

If this is not the case, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Don't think so much, the bridge is naturally straight to the bow." Luo Wushu said.

Instead of spending time on worries, it is better to hurry up and practice.

For them, cultivation is the fundamental.

"Yeah!" Everyone nodded, and said nothing more.

...

The land of the sword mound seems to be howling sword intent everywhere. For the sword repairer, cultivating here is undoubtedly twice the result with half the effort.

Apart from Yaoyue, everyone in the group practiced kendo.

Even if it was Mo Qingcheng, he was also a sword repairman before he obtained the "Tianhuang Divine Soul Book".

But now, Luo Wushu's advice to her is to cultivate both piano and sword.

The group found a place suitable for cultivation, closed their eyes, Luo Wushu put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, did not think about the outside world, immersed in the cultivation, seemed to enter a mysterious realm, extremely selfless.

Although his eyes were closed tightly, he was carefully perceiving everything around him and watching the world with his heart.

The breeze is blowing, and the wisps of wind seem to have hidden sword intent.

He sensed the blood sword and saw a man in a blood gown alone in endless darkness.

He raised his head and looked at the sky, sacrificing his sword with his body, destroying thousands of calamities, and dyeing the sky red with his own blood.

A ray of blood swept past, and the vast space became empty, without any living beings.

But also dispelled the endless darkness.

The picture changed, and he saw a man in a green shirt walking across the world with a sword, singing to wine, singing poetry and dancing sword.

Suddenly, a black light enveloped the world, like a doomsday catastrophe.

He looked up to the sky with a smile, the spirits poured into his throat, and he was excited, and waved a sword light, seeming to break the sky.

The blue sky and white clouds, the clear sky, the world becomes extremely clear, as if nothing has ever appeared.

Also included, the figure in the green shirt.

A series of pictures flashed through Luo Wushu's mind, like a video.

Every picture can shock people, and the owner of every picture is so powerful and invincible.

But in the end, they all disappeared in this world.

The picture in Luo Wushu's mind changed again, and it was actually the place of the sword grave.

There are countless hidden swords in this area.

Each sword seems to be related to the owner in the previous picture.

Luo Wushu's eyes slowly opened, and he raised his head to look at the void. At this moment, a flash of doubt suddenly flashed through him.

How many people have seen this picture.

He got the blood sword because he got the other swords?

Moreover, in the picture, what happened to the sword hanging from the sky in the core area of ​​the sword mound?

What kind of sword is that?

"boom!"

At this moment, not far from Luo Wushu, a powerful breath suddenly rose.

That was when Mo Qingcheng broke through at this moment and successfully opened up the Purple Mansion.