Son-in-law Dan Zun

At this moment, Yaoyue was holding a spear, looking at everything, a strange light burst into her eyes.

The spear pointed out that the body that didn't look strong had exploded into a shocking force, which made everyone disillusioned.

They raised their heads and stared at Yaoyue, and they felt a huge pressure on their faces, causing them to stir up stormy waves in their hearts.

"Mountain style!"

An indifferent voice was spit out from Yao Yue's mouth, and the domineering force was completely integrated into the spear, assassinated.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the space seemed to tremble at this moment, as if no one could withstand such a violent shot.

"Hurry up and join forces to defend. He is just the end of the battle. It won't last long."

A voice came out, and many figures were resisting with a tacit joint formula at this moment, and the flash of sword light actually constructed a sword curtain in front of them.

"break!"

Yao Yue yelled, and the spear in her hand dropped abruptly, with a shocking force, killing everything.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and suddenly, there seemed to be boundless power on the spear, pouring out, trying to destroy everything.

"This…"

Everyone's complexion changed drastically. At this moment, they actually had an illusion, as if they were not facing a mid-stage Qi Palace realm, but an overbearing spear master.

One shot, the world collapsed!

The power permeating the spear seemed to be able to penetrate all defenses, and no one could resist it.

boom!

A terrible aftermath of spiritual energy dissipated, and the seemingly indestructible sword curtain was directly broken open by brute force, and the figures were shaken back by embarrassment.

"Death to the little master!"

Yaoyue seemed to have forgotten that her condition was not good at this moment, only fighting in her eyes.

The terrible power transmitted from the spear did not shake his arm half, but instead held the spear tighter.

boom!

The spear was assassinated again, like a giant dragon roaring out, with incomparable killing power, the sky was shocked.

Bang bang bang...

At this moment, Yaoyue became more and more courageous, like a tiger entering a flock, one after another, her figures were assassinated.

One person's power confronts nearly 30 famous Qi Palace Realm strong people, and the weakest are the late Qi Palace Realm.

This level of strength is simply abnormal.

Moreover, he is only in the middle stage of the Qi Palace.

"Brother Luo, you are too partial!"

"Everyone is a brother who wears a pair of pants. You actually teach the **** so powerful marksmanship, and I'm still using this sword breaking technique?"

Mo Fan couldn't help but smashed his tongue when he saw this scene, with a look of envy.

Since the demon moon was as handsome as a demon, and his facial features were as exquisite as a woman, Mo Fan unceremoniously nicknamed it a ladyboy.

"Get out!" Luo Wushu scolded with a smile: "If you could also comprehend the power of the sword, would the Nine Breathing Swords combined with the power of the spirit weapon be weaker than Yaoyue?"

"I'm useless, just hone it on me."

"Yes!" Mo Fan grinned, glanced at the people surrounding him, and shouted.

"Hold harder, you are still not men. Give your dad all the strength to breastfeed."

"Today, if you can't satisfy Dad, don't want to leave alive."

Everyone: "..."

Luo Wushu glanced at Mo Fan, with a black line on his face, can't this guy speak well?

Not only Mo Fan, Zeng Zhe and others are also looking at Demon Yue in shock. This guy is afraid that it will be more difficult than Luo Wushu!

In his heart, the sense of fear became more and more intense.

Although Luo Wushu is only three people, all three are abnormal!

A perverted fat man, a perverted...shemale.

There is another one, more perverted... Zuojun.

How to play this?

Thinking of this, he suddenly glanced at Luo Wushu cautiously, pulled his leg... and ran.

Luo Wushu glanced faintly at Zeng Zhe's back, and looked at the Ghost Sword Sect person nonchalantly, "Your teammate is gone, I want you to stay, and give him a shield for the dead ghost."

Hearing Luo Wushu's words, the Ghost Sword Sect's face suddenly became cold, and he moved towards Zeng Zhe.

"Asshole, still want me to stop you?"

Their shadow steps couldn't be played before Luo Wu wrote, and they had the slightest advantage.

But compared to Zeng Zhe, they have a unique advantage in speed.

The ghost and the ghost slammed out, cutting directly on Zeng Zhe's back with extremely sharp edges.

clang!

Zeng Zhe seemed to have expected it earlier, with a sword blocking it.

Of course, there is more than one person in Ghost Sword Sect who wants to kill him as a traitor and then quickly.

With a snort, Zeng Zhe's figure was directly pierced by the long sword and fell down.

The people of the Ghost Sword Sect also took a look at Luo Wushu without leaving a trace at this moment. Obviously, they were also thinking of running away.

But at this moment, Luo Wushu's figure also moved.

The people of Ghost Sword Sect are fast, but Luo Wushu is even better.

Suddenly, the palm of the mountain fell, and the two were overbearing.

At this time, in the battlefield, everyone had no fighting spirit, and seemed to be carrying out the final defeat.

"Senior Brother Luo, please spare your life!"

"Daddy spare my life!"

"Brother demon, spare your life!"

All three of them had disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect who kept begging for mercy.

"We didn't have any malicious intent towards you. We have the wrong hands and the debtors, so please let the three forgive us."

"Everything is to blame on Yi Tiannan, Fei Zi'an and the few beasts have a bad heart. They want to make the three of them. They are the real **** people."

"I will swear that in the future, I will look forward to the three only horses."

Luo Wushu glanced sarcastically at the people, unmoved, and now begging for mercy, who would take care of the demon moon's injury?

His actions are consistent with Yaoyue, and he is still making the final killing.

Instead, it was Mo Fan. He heard the long sword in his hand, and looked at the people with an extraordinary expression, "Really?"

A few people are happy, repeating the truth.

But seeing Mo Fan holding the sword in one hand and holding the other hand behind him, he proudly raised his head and said lightly: "Why don't you kneel down and call you Dad?"

"You..." Their faces suddenly showed embarrassment.

"Bah...I don't listen to Dad now, and I hope you will only look forward to it in the future?" Mo Fan spit on the star, and wanted to mention it with the long sword in his hand.

The complexions of several people suddenly changed, and they knelt down, "Dad, we will definitely look at you as the only one!"

"Very good, very good!" Mo Fan laughed and said, "After that, what do I say, you all listen?"

"Of course!" The faces of several people are full of flattery, dignity, how important is life.

Hedong for thirty years, Hexi for thirty years.

When they become inner disciples, this account will have a chance to settle well.

"Then you listen to your father's orders and decide yourself!"

"Yes!" Hearing the command, several people responded reflexively.

Mo Fan looked at Luo Wushu proudly, as if showing off.

Do you see how Fat Brother is defeated by others without fighting?

It was a word, and a few people reacted instantly, converging flattery, full of furious expressions, "It's you who are paralyzed, you are fat, you are playing me."

"Yeah! Did you just know?" Mo Fan's face was filled with a chilling smile.

"I'm here to save you, but you want to avenge your grievances, turn to each other, and put me to death."

"I want to beg for mercy now, are you dreaming?"

"Then now, the dream woke up!"

laugh!

Mo Fan raised his arm, and the long sword in his hand filled with frightening power. At this moment, he seemed to realize his own sword power.

One sword determines life and death, if you want to live, you will live, if you want to die, you will die.

Om! Om!

Between the heavens and the earth, the sound of swords and guns resounded faintly, echoing in Broken Dragon Valley.

Seeing this scene, Luo Wushu showed an inner smile on his face, and the two did not disappoint him.

The rest of them were already stuck in place.

What do these three people take them for?

It's getting more and more fierce, where is this medicine?

The scene was crushed and turned into a unilateral massacre. Soon, only one corpse remained in Broken Dragon Valley.

The setting sun is like blood, staining the sky red.

Broken Dragon Valley, also full of blood, filled with tragic meaning.