Son-in-law Dan Zun

"you……"

"Aren't you a wasteful son-in-law without the power to bind a chicken?"

The figures raised their heads, looking up at Luo Wushu in disbelief.

Once, their dismissive wasteful son-in-law was so strong?

Especially for the people of the Xie family, when Luo Wushu entered the Zuixie family, no one in the whole Anchan city knew better than them about the virtue of Luo Wushu.

But now, as soon as he raises his hand, sentient beings bow their heads, what a powerful strength is this?

"Are you stronger than the Sect Master now?" Xie Xiaoyan's voice carried a strong sense of vibration.

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Luo Wushu was taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood that Xie Xiaoyan was referring to the Sect Master Mo Qingyun of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"Guess it!" Luo Wushu smiled coldly, with a sense of sorrow.

Then, with a wave of his slender palm, a slap of spiritual energy fell out.

Snapped!

A crisp sound came out, and the aura slapped Xie Xiaoyan's face unceremoniously, slamming it into the air, and imprinting a deep five-finger palm print on her face.

"The original me, because you died once, this slap is the price for you to deceive me."

Luo Wushu's voice was indifferent and did not contain any emotion.

"It's stronger again!" Jian Bufan looked up at the white figure that looked like a god.

In the old days, he met Luo Wushu and Yaoyue Mo Fan in the Sky Demon Mountain. Wasn't he just like that?

However, today, the role is completely changed.

Even if he encountered Luo Wushu in the land of the sword mound at the beginning, although Luo Wushu could beat him, but his strength was limited, it was not as lightly understated as it is now.

The gestures exude endless coercion.

That coercion, to him, is like Tianwei.

"Uncle, kill soon, he actually dared to shoot Xiaoyan." Someone from the Xie family said.

"Shut up!" Jian Bufan shouted angrily. He couldn't resist even the pressure. What revenge could he take?

"Then now, is it a write-off?" Xie Xiaoyan looked up at Luo Wushu with a gloomy face.

She regretted why she had spared Luo Wushu's life in the first place.

Although Luo Wushu claimed that he had died once, how could he still live if his body was broken into pieces?

"Are you dreaming?" Luo Wushu pressed his palm again, crushing down with a more terrifying threat.

boom!

In an instant, a group of figures vomited blood as if being hit hard.

As far as Luo Wushu is concerned, these people are no different from ants.

One thought can kill.

"An Yixue is my wife, the person who settles down, and naturally my family."

"You want to survive today, destroying my family?"

Luo Wushu said word by word, and after every word fell, a figure burst, and flesh and blood flew across.

No one saw how Luo Wushu made his move, but at this moment, he was like a demon god. As soon as his thought came, his figures exploded under that coercion.

The smell of blood filled the sky, Luo Wushu's expression was still indifferent.

He was waiting, waiting for the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect to arrive, waiting for the people of the Demon Dao to appear.

The crisis in Anchan City had not been resolved all at once, and he was not at ease.

Although An Yixue's mind is all about training, Luo Wushu knows that she, who is cold on the outside and warm on the inside, is also an extremely emotional person.

If someone slaughtered all their relatives, Luo Wushu didn't know how crazy she would be.

It turned out that the uneasy feeling in my heart originated from Anchan City, the place where he grew up.

Fortunately, although he was late, the situation was not at its worst.

He will use the blood of the Xie Family, the Heavenly Sword Sect, and many people of the Demon Dao to pay tribute to the dead people of the An Family and the many innocent lives in Anchan City.

Soon, the people of the Xie family, and the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect who came with Jian Bufan, all died, with no bones left.

Luo Wushu didn't take a look at Xie Tianzheng, the head of the Xie family, and the many people who had bullied and humiliated him, but did not choose to be merciless.

In the **** world, there are only a few survivors of Anjia, as well as the desperate couple Jian Bufan and Xie Xiaoyan.

"what……"

"You demon!"

"I have paid the price of deceiving you, why are you so cruel and innocent?"

Xie Xiaoyan raised her head and roared, hysterical.

"The price? Did you say that slap?" Luo Wushu smiled coldly.

"But, I'm asking for justice for the settlers now. What's the grudge against us?"

Huh huh!

At this moment, not far away, there were waves of wind breaking through the air.

It was Mo Qingyun who came with a person from the Heavenly Sword Sect and a person from the Demon Dao.

"Hahaha... Luo Wushu, you are done, although you are very strong now, so what?"

"Can you be stronger than the Sect Master?"

Jian Bufan sneered and said, his expression full of joy. Today, Luo Wushu, don't want to live.

"Sect Master, this wasteful son-in-law is cruel and innocent, and asks you to walk the way for the sky and cut him to death with a thousand swords."

Xie Xiaoyan's hideous face was full of hatred.

Luo Wushu not only humiliated her extremely, but also killed her people one by one in front of her.

Her hatred can be imagined.

"Little beast, originally this sect should not be merciful to you and let you leave the Heavenly Sword Sect."

Mo Qingyun hadn't arrived yet, and the roar of anger was coming.

"Today, if you kill my disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, this sect will surely break your corpse into thousands of pieces, and there will be no place to bury you."

"What are you talking about?" Luo Wushu frowned.

"Ben Zongding..." Mo Qingyun wanted to shout again, but Luo Wushu suddenly broke out with a powerful domain pressure.

With a bang, Mo Qingyun and many members of the Heavenly Sword Sect were directly oppressed from mid-air, crawling to the ground.

Before Luo Wu wrote, Mo Qingyun, the lofty Heavenly Sword Sect master, seemed to be no different from those of the Xie family who had died.

In the void, there is only one person who is still standing there.

But in his eyes, there was a deep sense of fear crawling out, like a mouse meeting a cat.

"This..." Jian Bufan and Xie Xiaoyan's pupils shrank suddenly, making it difficult to understand.

Why can't the suzerain be able to withstand the pressure on Luo Wushu's body?

How strong is he now?

"Senior, this wasteful son-in-law prevents us from refining the magic flag."

"And Kyogen, the people of the magic way are just a bunch of chickens and dogs in front of him."

Jian Bufan grabbed the shock of his heart and said at the beginning.

No matter how strong Luo Wushu is, can he still be stronger than the Demon Dao?

He is not Luo Wushu's opponent, so what can be, as long as it is him who laughs last, that's enough.

"Sect... Sect Master!"

"How will you be here?"

The voice of the people of the magic way came out, making Jian's extraordinary eyes solidified.

At this moment, he paid attention to the silent figure beside Luo Wushu.

In his eyes, the extremely powerful person of the magic way actually called that figure... Sect Master?

This……

"Should I call you Elder Xing Yi?" Li Mu said.

The man in front of the Demon Dao is exactly the elder Xing Yi who was originally Li Henzong.