Son-in-law Dan Zun

"what?"

Hearing Luo Wushu's light-hearted words, the crowd suddenly fell into a daze.

They looked at each other in dismay, wanting to confirm whether they heard something wrong.

After all, Luo Wushu's words were too appalling.

Even if he defeated Lei Xiao, he proved himself.

But wanting to use one's own strength to defeat all the proud sons of the Heavenly Desolate Domain is too foolish to talk about a dream.

"Do you really think that the proud sons of Tianhuangyu are all mediocre people?"

"Not to mention, Nie Feng alone has a cultivation level that is no weaker than Lei Xiao, and Luo Wushu doesn't necessarily have much winning percentage in a head-to-head encounter."

"In my opinion, he just didn't have the confidence to face Nie Feng, so he did this on purpose, so that even if he loses for a while, he can have enough reasons to cover up his unqualified status as a holy son."

Many people frowned.

They don't deny Luo Wushu's evildoer, but they can't accept Luo Wushu's arrogance and arrogance.

Mo Fan and Yaoyue were unable to hold their foreheads, and sure enough, they came again.

Compared with the sensational crowd, they seemed extremely calm, and they seemed to be accustomed to this scene for a long time.

Low key? doesn't exist at all.

Lei Xiao, who was about to leave alone, could not help but shrink again when he heard Luo Wushu's voice.

Did he hear it wrong?

Or is Luo Wushu crazy?

"Lei Xiao, come here!" Lu Ziming said to Lei Xiao through voice transmission.

He knew very well how much impact today's battle had on Lei Xiao.

Luo Wushu is likely to become a hurdle in Lei Xiao's heart and have a huge impact on him.

Unlike other people who hope that Luo Wushu will fall down hard and pay the price for his arrogance.

Lu Ziming hopes even more that Luo Wushu can really create miracles.

With the strength of one person, defeat the alliance of all the proud sons of Tianhuangyu.

Because of this, it is possible for Lei Xiao to understand that Luo Wushu's own excellence has surpassed him by too much.

Such existence as Luo Wushu should be used to watch from a distance.

It should not be regarded as a mountain that oppresses the heart.

"Luo Wushu, are you sure?"

The hall master stared at Luo Wushu, only to see that his expression was indifferent, his handsome face was still as calm as a scorpion, as if the shaking words did not come from his mouth at all, and it had nothing to do with him.

But it was the indifference that made the hall master feel the Lingtian arrogance that Luo Wushu carried.

Therefore, there is no need for Luo Wushu to answer, and the palace master can know his answer.

"Sure!"

Luo Wushu looked at the palace master without thinking.

Taking the initiative to ask many proud people in Tianhuangyu to go together is not a reckless act, nor is it simply to save time.

Rather, there are considerations.

Luo Wushu knew very well what his own advantages were.

In front of a powerhouse at the level of the Palace Master, the thing that he can do best is talent.

If he was just better than Nie Feng and others, even if he was named a holy son, the hall master might not have paid much attention to him.

However, what if at the third rank of the True Immortal, he showed the terrifying talent of the younger generation that swept across the wilderness?

The Palace Master's attention to it will inevitably rise to a higher level.

Not to mention other things, at least, his position in the Heavenly Desolate Territory can be completely consolidated.

even.

In a month, when Xuanjie is born again, you may still have the opportunity to borrow strength from the hall master.

"Okay!"

In front of the world, there was a rare smile on the majestic face of the hall master.

He admired Luo Wushu's confidence.

I also look forward to how much Luo Wushu can do.

Can he really use his own strength to defeat all the proud sons of the Heavenly Desolate Region and become the kind of peerless evildoer who suppresses an era.

"People whose cultivation base is lower than the third rank of true immortals, don't have to go up. As for other proud people, they can take action together."

"If Luo Wushu can suppress you, it will be a blessing in the wilderness, but it is also a manifestation of your incompetence."

The hall master spoke loudly.

Immediately, he saw his sleeve robe waved, and with the power of immortal essence, it condensed into a huge battle platform in the air.

"If you want to make a move, go up!"

Among the various forces, there are strong people who speak to the sect disciples.

Luo Wushu is courting death like this, how can they fail?

In fact, there is no need to remind the elders of the sect, those proud sons have become eager to try, and the fighting spirit is high.

The lord said it well.

If so, Luo Wushu can still have the last laugh, that is their incompetence.

"Shhhhh!!!"

One after another, the sound of the wind breaking through the sky resounded through the world.

Within a few breaths, dozens of proud sons appeared on the battlefield.

Moreover, there are no disciples who make up their own minds.

Each of them, placed in each faction, is a leader.

One after another, there are still proud sons, constantly plundering onto the battlefield, with a monstrous fighting spirit on their bodies.

Every proud person has arrogance.

Today, Luo Wushu is so arrogant, it is naturally impossible to say that they have no ideas at all.

"Nie Feng actually went up too!"

Countless hearts trembled.

After Lei Xiao was defeated, many people regarded Nie Feng as Luo Wushu's biggest stumbling block in their hearts.

He also thought that the proud Nie Feng would disdain to join forces with other proud sons.

But now it looks like that's not the case.

"I've seen a lot of people who don't know how to live or die, but it's the first time like you."

Nie Feng glared at Luo Wushu and said sarcastically.

"You're just being stubborn, you thought, what's the difference between you and others?"

Before Luo Wushu could respond, Jian Blind's ironic voice sounded loudly.

With just one word, Nie Feng's face turned gloomy.

Including the others, looking at Nie Feng, they didn't feel that something had changed.

Previously, how proud Nie Feng's words were, as if he did not take Luo Wushu in his eyes.

But at this moment, he still chose to join forces with many proud sons to deal with Luo Wushu.

This is not a disguised admission that he is not Luo Wushu's opponent.

"Rather than beating him alone, I'd rather let him die because of his self-righteousness."

Nie Feng paused every word, his voice was cold, and naturally he would not admit that he was inferior to Luo Wushu.

And as the cold voice fell, he finally stopped covering up the tyrannical and rampant killing intent in his heart.

boom!

The terrifying killing intent erupted from his body and swept the entire battlefield.

For a time, even many proud people who were in the same camp with him looked at him.

How could Nie Feng's killing intent towards Luo Wushu be so strong?

The hatred of killing the father and the hatred of stealing the wife is nothing but the same!

"Palace Master, I have something to say!"

Zhong Kui suddenly spoke at this moment.

"What's the matter?" the palace master asked.

"More than half a month ago, Luo Wushu killed a lot of Nie Feng's clansmen, including his father."

"So in this contest, I hope the palace master can let them play freely and settle the grievances between the two sides by the way."

Zhong Kui's voice was low and seemed to be mixed with deep hatred.

As soon as these words came out, the crowd was relieved.

I finally understood how Nie Feng and Luo Wushu's group were so tit-for-tat from the beginning.

Jian Blind smashed his tongue and looked at Luo Wushu with shock.

When did this guy kill everyone's father!

"Luo Wushu, do you agree?" The hall master looked at Luo Wushu.

This is not surprising to everyone.

Luo Wushu is alone, but Nie Feng has many proud sons in the Heavenly Desolate Region to join forces. Under such unfair circumstances, it is understandable that the hall master seeks Luo Wushu's consent.

"The family should be neat and tidy. Nie Feng wants the father and son to be reunited, of course I agree."

Luo Wushu smiled lightly.

Immediately, the figure floated on the battle platform, facing the pride of the Heavenly Desolate Territory.

"Please!"