Son-in-law Dan Zun

Luo Wushu stood calmly, his indifferent posture, as if facing everything with confidence.

The palm of the hand stretched out, and in an instant, there seemed to be endless power, permeating it, and swept a terrible power.

Wu Guimeng's face suddenly changed. He stared at Luo Wushu's figure, and he felt a surging pressure covering him.

This guy is really strong and perverted!

"boom!"

A palm print in Luo Wushu's hand was condensed and came out.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the palm print and the long sword collided with the void, and the palm print suddenly vomited terrifying power, which seemed to be able to kill everything.

There was a clicking sound, the long sword shattered, and the terrifying palm prints continued to rush out, making Wu Guimeng's face completely discolored.

It was really hard for him to imagine why Luo Wushu's power would be so strong in the early stage of the Imperial Qi Realm.

Within the Qi Palace, all forces were mobilized, and Wu Guimeng's body had a shocking aura flowing wildly.

"Boom!"

At this moment, Luo Wushu took a step forward, and Tianxingtai seemed to be shaking.

Wu Guimeng's heart seemed to tremble violently, his face even more ugly.

"If you don't leave your hand, you will be lifted up with one blow." Luo Wushu said indifferently, with a cold expression on his face.

If, he remembered correctly, this guy didn't chew his ears too much.

These people seem to hold on to the identity of his door-to-door son-in-law, and they can show their superiority in general.

However, they are also worthy?

"Boom!"

There was a deep voice, Wu Guimeng's ugly face changed again, and instantly lost his blood.

His figure flew upside down, vomiting blood violently, and then fell weakly on the edge of Tianxingtai.

It seemed that as long as Luo Wushu used one more effort, he could completely deprive him of vitality.

At this moment, Wu Guimeng's face showed endless fear. Only when he was on the scene, could he truly feel how terrifying Luo Wushu's blow was.

However, this seems to be a blow after he left his hand?

"I am a son-in-law, but what are you guys?" Luo Wushu said, seeming to be confessing the extreme unhappiness in his heart.

Countless people stared at his cold figure, their hearts trembled violently, thinking about Luo Wushu's words.

What are they?

Isn't even the son-in-law inferior?

"one strike?"

Mo Qingyun and many peak masters were all inwardly looking at this scene, Luo Wushu really only took a single blow, without any suspense crushing and defeating.

Moreover, according to his words, did not try his best?

"Who else wants to come up for a try?"

Luo Wushu looked around again, but at this moment, seeing Wu Guimeng's end, no one dared to give it a try.

Seeing this scene, Luo Wushu still behaved very well, looking at Mo Qingyun as if he were all right.

"Since the suzerain said, I can go, then leave."

Mo Qingyun looked at Luo Wushu's clean face and said nothing.

The ugly words, he said first, but since Luo Wushu has proved himself, if he says anything more, it will inevitably be criticized.

As the master of a sect, it is impossible for him to put down his body and to care about Luo Wushu.

Besides, even Jian Bufan has his own identity and didn't care about Luo Wushu, let alone him?

Luo Wushu and An Yixue's joint tactics left. At this moment, countless eyes stared at the backs of the two of them. There seemed to be an illusion in a trance.

The two of them are talented men and women.

The battle of heroes gradually came to an end.

And Luo Wushu, as An Yi Xuefu's son-in-law, truly entered the field of vision of the vast majority of Sky Sword Sect.

Moreover, his own powerful talents have gradually been recognized by many people.

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In a blink of an eye, three days passed.

At this time, on the top of the mountain, two figures stood proudly, overlooking the entire Sky Sword Sect area below.

Both of them were dressed in grey clothes, no matter their size or height, they were similar.

"Uncommon, are you finally willing to take control of the Heavenly Sword Sect in the future?" Mo Qingyun said, a flash of joy flashed between his eyebrows.

Jian Bufan nodded, facing Mo Qingyun, he was not so in awe as an ordinary disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

On the contrary, it is accustomed to it, very natural.

"The Nine Yuan Continent is not as simple as I thought at the beginning, and it is more common than I am the proud man of heaven."

"Although I have a Profound Grade Middle-Rank Life Soul, it's just that in the Yuan Kingdom, there are a few more outstanding than me."

Mo Qingyun slapped the sword on the extraordinary shoulder, "There is no need to be discouraged, all those people are the proud children of the heavens that all the forces have exhausted all the resources to cultivate."

"If you have that kind of resources, it may not be worse than those people."

"I understand!" Jian Bufan smiled slightly. He was born extraordinary, and compared with those people, he was not talented at all.

Just, born!

Otherwise, those people will inevitably be trampled under their feet.

"Then I will announce today that I will call you a sword and will hold the sword for me from today." Mo Qingyun said.

"Yes!" Jian Bufan nodded, "Where is the sword grave?"

"It is not easy to open the land of the sword grave."

Mo Qingyun raised his head and looked at the sky, seeming to be lost in thought, before speaking after a long time.

"Then set it in half a month!"

"Okay!" Jian Bufan nodded, his eyes were sharp as a sword at this moment, and he burst out.

"That's right!" Mo Qingyun suddenly looked at Jian Bufan, "Are you really interesting about An Yixue?"

Jian Bufan smiled nonchalantly, "An Yixue's appearance and talent are not bad, but she is worthy of me."

"Unfortunately, she only has cultivation, she has no intention of having love for her children at all."

"Are you sure, she didn't intend to have a relationship with her children?" Mo Qingyun said.

"What does Sect Master mean?"

"I feel that her attitude towards Luo Wushu is not as unbearable as it is spread."

"And that Luo Wushu, you have also seen it, he is not as wasteful as in the rumors."

"Huh?" Jian Bufan's face sank slightly, and a sharp meaning flashed in his eyes unconsciously, "Indeed, she was quite protective of that wasteful son-in-law during the previous war of heroes."

"You don't need to mind too much. Perhaps Luo Wushu's attitude will be more subtle because she is her husband in name."

"Furthermore, An Yixue is a person who is cold outside and hot inside. She is very kind, even if Luo Wushu is a dog, she might protect her."

Mo Qingyun smiled faintly, "Perhaps, she didn't mean anything to Luo Wushu in that respect."

"But that's just maybe!" Jian Bufan's killing intent passed by, with a cold meaning.

"Don't kill him for the time being, you should also know An Yixue's temper." Mo Qingyun persuaded: "Li Kui wanted me to marry me at the beginning, so she went back to Anchan city in a rage. A son-in-law."

"Now, if you kill Luo Wushu directly, there is no guarantee that she will do anything unexpected."

"Even, thoroughly, towards the opposite of Heavenly Sword Sect."

Jian Bufan suppressed his killing intent, and said coldly: "I can't get it, and others will never expect it."

Mo Qingyun patted him on the shoulder, "Luo Wushu is not counted, he is just a shield now."

"However, this shield can't be killed, but you can throw it away, and you can't see it."

"As time passed, An Yixue also forgot that waste."

"Good!" Jian Bufan calmed down, and gradually had a plan in his heart.

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