Son-in-law Dan Zun

"Use the number of people to hold the Beixuanzong people, and free up the strong to deal with Luo Wushu."

Above the sky, Lan Lingtian, who was entangled by Ye Tianxuan, heard his voice.

These people from the Northern Xuanzong came for Luo Wushu.

As long as Luo Wushu died, they would retreat directly, and it was impossible to continue fighting.

"Yes!" Ying Yin said.

Soon, three Nine Heavens Palace powerhouses vacated their hands and came towards Luo Wushu.

The leader is Chen Xiong, the master of the Eight Pavilions.

"Little beast, I heard that you were in the sanctuary and killed Wei Yuan with the help of a formation."

"Nowadays, there is no external force to help. I wonder if you can catch my three tricks without dying?"

Chen Xiong spoke coldly, staring at Luo Wushu like a dead person.

"Three moves?" Luo Wushu gently shook his head.

Chen Xiong was taken aback for a moment, and immediately showed sarcasm.

"I thought you had the courage to connect me with the confidence of three tricks."

"But that's right, you can't even count as an ant in my eyes without external force."

Luo Wushu glanced at Chen Xiong weirdly, and said, "Let's do it! You and I are singled out. If I can't kill you within three strokes, what about deciding myself?"

"Um?"

Chen Xiong's pupils shrank suddenly, only to feel unprecedented anger sweeping through his chest.

Having lived for a long time, he has never been so humiliated.

"It's within three strokes, let alone killing the old man, if you can hurt me within three strokes, how about I kneel down on the spot for you?"

"But if you can't even hurt me, before killing you, I will **** and die all of them late."

In Chen Xiong's mouth, those who are disabled naturally refer to those whose arms were broken by Gongsun Que.

In his view, Gongsunque's methods were still too soft.

If it were him, these people would want all their limbs.

"Just say this to you, I will definitely give you a chance to kneel down!" Luo Wushu's body swept out an astonishing breath.

After nearly a month of retreat in the mausoleum, he is now in the early stage of the fifth stage of the Holy Path.

"Hahaha, let's do it!"

Chen Xiong put his hands behind him, with an expert demeanor, waiting for Luo Wushu to make a move.

Luo Wushu shook his palm, and the Mo Ke Sword appeared in his hand, suddenly turning into a cold light, and slashed towards Chen Xiong.

"Small bugs!" Chen Xiong satirically looked at the figure of Luo Wushu who had killed him, and sneered slightly.

In front of him, the spiritual energy turned into a bell, shrouded his figure in it, letting Luo Wushu kill him with a sword, standing still.

"Clang!" The crisp bell sounded loudly, making many people sarcasm.

"Luo Wushu doesn't really feel that he can hurt Chen Xiong within three moves, right?"

"He just...grooving..."

At this moment, the voice of the talk changed abruptly.

They saw that a crack emerged on the golden clock, and then it spread quickly and exploded directly.

"This..." Countless eyes froze slightly, they saw a figure and shot out in embarrassment.

"You can kneel!" Luo Wushu let out a sarcastic voice, and looked at Chen Xiong indifferently at the corner of his mouth.

"How can your strength be so strong?" Chen Xiong said in disbelief.

"Kneel or not?"

"Kneel, you are paralyzed, and you slaughtered this little beast." Chen Xiong shouted sharply, looking at the two people who hadn't taken a shot at Luo Wushu.

"Okay!" The two drank at the same time, and then both broke out a long-standing offensive.

"Chasing the stars and chasing the moon!"

"Chasing the soul!"

At the same time, Chen Xiong also turned from defense to offense, once again condensed a mouthful of the ancient golden clock, and smashed it towards Luo Wushu.

As long as Luo Wushu is killed, who dares to say that he just lost the bet to Luo Wushu.

"I've guessed that people like you can't afford to lose, don't kneel, then die!" Luo Wushu said indifferently.

On the Mo Ke Sword, an extremely terrifying fierce force swept out.

At this moment, Luo Wushu's aura became extremely powerful, he couldn't see it at all, it was just the initial cultivation base of the fifth stage of the Holy Path.

"So strong!"

Suddenly, there were countless sounds of cold breath coming out.

"How is this possible?" The three Chen Xiong exclaimed almost in unison.

At this moment, Luo Wushu, the powerful aura surging in his body was more than several times stronger than before.

"If it wasn't for you to give you a chance to kneel, just now, you are already dead."

Luo Wushu let out a voice.

Mo Ke sword slashed horizontally, swept out, and at the same time shook the trio's offensive forcefully.

"Bang bang bang!" There was a dull sound from the void, and in an instant, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the ancient bell shattered.

With just one sword, the offensive of the three was annihilated at the same time.

"Shoo!" Hanmang continued to break through the air, and suddenly the bright red splashed, as if at the same time, three heads were thrown out.

This scene made countless roads silent and afraid to make a sound.

Only one sword can kill three people in seconds.

Among them, there is also the master of the eight pavilions of Jiutian Palace, Chen Xiong.

This level of strength is too terrifying.

Boom!

Luo Wushu stepped forward, and Mo Kejian pointed at the crowd who hadn't taken a shot at Jiutian Palace, and said, "Who else?"

Above high altitude, those top battles, these people, are not eligible to participate.

"Luo Wushu, you don't want to deceive people too much!" someone from the Nine Heavens Palace shouted sharply.

"I'm deceiving too much? Didn't you force me to come?" Luo Wushu sneered.

"But if you want to say that, then I'm deceiving you, so what?"

When the voice fell, Luo Wushu held the Mo Ke sword and directly shot out, like a tiger entering a flock, slaying frantically.

"Do not…"

"Crazy man, stop!"

"Luo Wushu, you lunatic..."

A series of horrified roars continued to be heard from among the crowd of Jiutian Temple.

However, Luo Wushu's decisive figure was not shaken by it at all.

Blood splattered wildly, killing one person in one step!

His speed is extremely fast, and every moment, there is almost a Saint Realm powerhouse who falls on the spot.

Five!

Ten!

Twenty!

...

At this moment, the powerhouse of the holy realm who is usually above the top is like a cabbage on a rotten street.

Worthless!

With blood, dyed red and white, Luo Wushu seemed to be Shura who came out of purgatory.

"quick!"

"Quickly vacate the strong to deal with that little beast."

Above the sky, Lan Lingtian's angry voice came down.

"Brother Lan can't help despising me too much, right?" Ye Tianxuan said lightly, fighting with him, even distracted.

For a time, Lan Lingtian himself was also found by Ye Tianxuan to make a mistake, and the wind fell temporarily.

"Ye Tianxuan, from today onwards, Lao Tzu and you will not be at odds with you and will never stop dying."

Lan Lingtian yelled at the sky.

"Don't scare me, it seems that if you have a chance to kill me, you will show mercy." Ye Tianxuan said nonchalantly.

"Today, even if I can't kill you!"

"But those of the Nine Heavens Palace, how many do you think can leave?"