Son-in-law Dan Zun

The words fell, and a sword light flashed out of thin air, shattering the flame palm print that the boy fell.

The vast world is slightly silent.

Immediately, the expressions of many people from the Heavenly Desolate Domain became excited.

Many people are not unfamiliar with Luo Wushu's voice.

That day, when climbing the holy ladder, it was like this.

It sounds like a light cloud, but behind it, there is indeed absolute control over the situation.

Into the bamboo in the chest.

"thanks!"

Mu Zining looked at Luo Wushu with her beautiful eyes, showing gratitude.

Luo Wushu did not disappoint her.

"Anyway, you are also speaking for me. If you sit back and ignore it, it will seem that I, the holy son, are too uncaring."

Luo Wushu smiled slightly.

The handsome face seemed to be very infectious, which made Mu Zining's heart become much more at ease.

"Be careful, these people from Tianhong Temple are not good people." Mu Zining reminded in a low voice.

"You heal first, then give it to me!" Luo Wushu took out a healing medicine and handed it to Mu Zining.

"Thank you!" Mu Zining thanked again.

After taking the medicine pill, he silently stepped back and chose to watch everything that followed.

For some reason, an inexplicable trust in Luo Wushu appeared in her heart at this moment.

"Listen to your words, are you going to stand up for that bitch?" The young man teased and his face was full of playfulness.

Originally, he still had some expectations for the Holy Son who had just been canonized by the Heavenly Desolate Temple.

But now it seems that Luo Wushu is not qualified to be his opponent at all.

Luo Wushu took a step.

Seeing this, many people in the Heavenly Desolate Temple showed sarcasm.

This guy, as expected, intends to be angry with the crown.

It is undeniable that this process is very bloody, but with Luo Wushu's strength, the result is afraid that it will be very tragic.

Their junior brother, but a ruthless person who only has cultivation.

For love love, the most disgusting.

Otherwise, with Mu Zining's moving appearance, how many people would be willing to be so ruthless.

With a slap, he walked towards the disfigurement.

Looking at Luo Wushu's figure walking out, the playful look on the proud face of the young man became more and more intense.

"If you shout three times your own waste now, I can let you leave and keep your last dignity."

"Otherwise...you know!"

Luo Wushu calmly said as if he didn't hear the boy, "Correct a little, she has a name, Mu Zining."

The young man was stunned for a moment, and said sarcastically, "Does it make sense to say this?"

"Yes!" A smile appeared on Luo Wushu's handsome face.

"If you apologize to her now, I can do it lightly, otherwise, you will probably be carried away today."

"This..." Hearing Luo Wushu's words, many people in Tianhong Temple were stunned.

Can't believe my ears.

How dare he say it!

Could it be that you want to seize the only remaining, the few time to pretend to be beep?

In contrast, there is a kind of happiness in the hearts of many people in Tianhuangyu, no matter whether Luo Wushu can do what he says in the end.

At least in Luo Wushu, they couldn't see the kind of fear in other saints.

It is not to say that the people of Tianhuang Temple are born stronger, why must they be afraid.

"Do you say it again?" The young man looked at Luo Wushu sarcastically, as if he was looking at an idiot.

"There is only one chance, if I can't grasp it, I have no choice." Luo Wushu shook his head, with a harmless smile on his face.

"I thought you were very courageous, but you didn't even have the courage to say it a second time." The young man looked sarcastic.

And in his eyes, there is a cruel meaning permeating out.

"Today, unless you let that **** kneel and beg for mercy for you, I will break your hands and feet."

"Let you only be carried away."

Say it.

He waved his palm.

In front of him, there is an overwhelming flame surging, sweeping out a palpitating wave of destruction.

Looking at this scene, many people in Tianhong Temple are all amused.

Previously, the alliance of many saints was when these offensives were instantly disintegrated and annihilated into nothingness.

Now, they want to see what is the difference between Luo Wushu, the so-called saint.

Luo Wushu, in white clothes, took another step forward.

Just when everyone thought he was going to be angry and shot, he suddenly said, "Blind Sword!"

"Me?" Jian Blind was stunned, "Why do you suddenly want me to take action?"

"He's too weak!"

"Isn't that just right? For you, it's just a slap in the face."

"Where can you relieve your anger with a second kill?" Luo Wushu said indifferently: "Don't you think that he looks very annoying?"

"It's a bit, but why do you have to make a move." Jian Blind pouted, "Mo Fan and others, who is not better than me?"

"But they're not as cheap as you!"

Sword Blind: "..."

Jian Blind spit secretly, talking about cheapness, you were still my enlightenment teacher back then!

When you're cheap, what's the matter with me.

"The wicked should have the **** to grind!" Luo Wushu continued: "Go on! I believe you will not disappoint everyone."

Sword Blind: "..."

Countless eyes stared at Luo Wushu with widened pupils, as if 10,000 wild horses were galloping in their hearts.

What's wrong with this style!

Mu Zining's beautiful eyes flickered, and she, who was full of expectations for Luo Wushu, couldn't help shaking her head.

Could it be that you have hallucinations?

Is this still the peerless Luo Wushu in her cognition?

Only Mo Fan and the others stood there indifferently, feeling accustomed to everything.

Although Jianxiaozi is cheap, it is more superficial.

Luo Wushu is different.

When he became cheap, there would be no such thing as the blind swordsman.

"Things with sharp teeth and sharp mouths, no matter who comes first, today, don't say that each of you will have a good end."

"Listen to you call him Jian Blind, and I will make him a real blind man in a while."

The young man shouted fiercely, and the raging flames that raged to the extreme drowned towards Luo Wushu.

Maybe because of rage.

At this moment, the power of flames seems to have become stronger by a few points.

"The opportunity is not to be missed, the time will never come again!" Luo Wushu still spit out a voice calmly.

Turn a deaf ear to the boy's offensive.

"Boom!"

The void trembled violently.

I saw Jian Blind take a step forward and head towards the monstrous flame.

"Looking for death!" Many people in Tianhong Temple all sneered.

How dare a mere third-order true immortal dare to be so self-sufficient?

Even the people from the Heavenly Desolate Territory are not very optimistic about Jian Blind. This guy, after all, is not Luo Wushu!

And the strength shown by the young man is better than the fifth-order true immortal!