Son-in-law Dan Zun

"Sword Bufan has a life and soul, but its combat power is only slightly better than that of the same rank, and its talent is mediocre. How can it be called the word evil?"

Luo Wushu stood on the ring, looking around, his handsome face radiated with confidence.

"In my opinion, he has only cultivated for more time than me, and he has grown a little longer."

"The real evildoer is like me?"

"How?"

Many people are already speculating at this moment how the Sect Master will severely punish Luo Wushu, a fanatic.

"It's invincible at the same level, and no one can pick me up without losing."

Luo Wushu put his hands behind him, his white clothes fluttered, and his whole body was arrogant and unruly.

"This guy……"

Countless eyes stared at the figure in white clothes, and there was a feeling of inexplicable and unclear in my heart.

It seems that the appearance at this moment is the true face of Luo Wushu.

"Luo Wushu!" An Yixue's beautiful eyes flickered. For some reason, he seemed to prefer Luo Wushu's gentle and unrestrained posture on weekdays.

Although, at this moment, he seems even more extraordinary.

"Arrogant, really arrogant!"

"There are so many proud sons of my Heavenly Sword Sect, you said that no one at the same level can pick up one of the tricks and be undefeated?"

Tianya Peak Master Li Qingfeng sneered, staring at Luo Wushu with an aggressive look at this moment.

"Where did you get the courage?"

Xiaoyaozi let out a chuckle, with a faint sarcasm in his eyes, "The ants know how big the world is. Do you think this is Anchan city?"

Many peak owners also sneered at this moment, "Little son-in-law, I don't know how high the sky is."

Although Mo Qingyun did not speak, his eyes were also disdainful and contemptuous.

If Luo Wushu said that he was invincible at the same level, there was still a slight possibility.

But if one move is defeated at the same level, its difficulty is undoubtedly higher by many times.

If Luo Wushu can have this talent, will he become a little son-in-law?

"In the initial stage of the Imperial Qi Realm, who dares to try?"

Luo Wushu spit out a few words again.

The battlefield, at this moment, a gust of wind blew his clothes, hunting and hunting, seemed extremely arrogant.

"No one in sight!" Li Qingfeng snorted coldly.

"Is anyone willing to volunteer?" Xiaoyaozi looked around the crowd with expectation.

Of course, the crowd was terribly quiet at this moment.

No one dares to stand up.

On the battle platform, many people looked at Luo Wushu bitterly.

You guy, even if you want to show off, at least, raise the threshold a bit!

Even the law enforcement elder at the peak of the imperial aura can be defeated. At this moment, you are threatening to fight with the same rank?

Who dare to fight with you?

Are you looking for death?

But at this moment, many people just reacted.

Because of Zuo's son-in-law's identity, and because An Yixue's radiance was too bright, many people ignored Luo Wushu's talent problem.

Isn't Luo Wushu the second type of person in the mouth of the sovereign?

Regardless of cultivation base, is his talent really worse than Jian Zhuan?

Although Luo Wushu has no life and soul, his combat effectiveness is truly abnormal.

Throwing a sword is not the kind of one or two streets.

Luo Wushu glanced sarcastically at Li Qingfeng, and said, "Heaven's End Peak has the early stage of the Imperial Qi Realm, and it can take me a trick without defeat."

"..."

The air was slightly quiet, and Li Qingfeng's expression was extremely embarrassing.

However, the people of the end of the world are still there, and no one has stood up.

"Xiaoyao Peak, is there someone who can take me a trick without fail?" Luo Wushu said again, his eyes swept across Xiaoyaozi with the same sarcasm.

As a result, there is no difference from Tianyafeng.

"Arrogant!"

"Too much bullying!"

"It's so bullying!"

Many eyes stared at Luo Wushu, gritted their teeth, wishing to rush up at this moment and beat Luo Wushu violently.

However, they dare not!

"Ugh……"

Luo Wushu shook his head and sighed slightly.

He looked at Mo Qingyun again, and said lightly: "Sect Master, my words in front of me are a bit inappropriate, please forgive me?"

"Why did you say this?" Mo Qingyun was deeply puzzled at this moment.

Luo Wushu is so arrogant, why no one dares to play and teach him a lesson?

Are they all afraid of him?

"Before me, I was too conservative and low-key. The real tianjiao should be like me..."

"With a word, no one of the same rank dares to fight."

"Why, one trick!"

Hearing what he said, the huge square was silent again.

Is his speech improper?

This is simply...

Arrogant, simply too arrogant.

"Inner disciple, where is it?" Mo Qingyun glanced at the crowd. Today, really no one can cure Luo Wushu?

Of course, no one responded.

"Sect Master, I don't know, do I count and prove myself?" Luo Wushu smiled faintly, and asked respectfully.

Mo Qingyun's expression froze, but he looked helpless.

Luo Wushu did come forward, but he didn't know why no disciples were willing to come forward.

Could it be that Luo Wushu is so terrible?

It is worth mentioning that……

Luo Wushu's deeds on Tianxingtai did not reach the ears of the great figures of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

In fact, even An Yixue didn't know.

An Yixue only started to have a new understanding of Luo Wushu from yesterday's banquet of the heroes.

"You can go now!" Mo Qingyun waved his hand. In such circumstances, how would he teach Luo Wushu?

If his gaze scanned Luo Wushu with deep meaning, Mo Qingyun said loudly: "From today, within three months, all the treatment of the inner disciple will be reduced to the same as that of the outer disciple."

boom!

A command is like a thunderbolt in the sun.

The expressions of many inner disciples changed.

Three months, this punishment is too harsh, right?

"Sect Master, Lu Tianhua is willing to come to power for a battle!"

"Sect Master, Zheng Qiming is willing to come to power for a battle!"

"Sovereign, Wu Guimeng is willing to come to power for a battle!"

…………

Suddenly, many people bite the bullet and spoke.

In contrast, it was better to be beaten by Luo Wushu, and the treatment he enjoyed was reduced to the level of an outer disciple.

"Old, yin, force!" Luo Wushu glanced over Mo Qingyun, and immediately turned his head to face the crowd.

"Um, let the turtles come up!"

"If you can pick me up without losing, you will be considered a loser."

The voice fell, and there was a burst of chuckle among the crowd, which couldn't help but spread.

Upon seeing this, Wu Guimeng looked ugly and shouted gloomily: "Bad son, my name is Wu Guimeng!"

"It doesn't matter, one or a group." Luo Wushu waved his hand, "Come on!"

Wu Guimeng came to the battle platform, staring at Luo Wushu gloomily, his body swept out with a steady stream of spiritual energy.

"Yuqijian!"

With the palm of his hand stretched out, Wu Guimeng's palm was condensed with a long sword of spiritual energy, sweeping out a fierce aura.

In his opinion, there may be a glimmer of opportunity if it is the first to win.