Son-in-law Dan Zun

Luo Wushu's voice fell, and his eyes stared at him.

Indifferent, overbearing, and decisive, it is difficult to connect with before.

In contrast, Yaoyue and Xiao Dai'er looked calm.

Luo Wushu was able to be so indifferent, obviously he had anticipated this scene a long time ago.

Perhaps, since Qin Zheng said that when they were not allowed to leave, it was already doomed to the end of the people who came out of the mountain.

"That's the case again?" Feng Xin was dumbfounded, faintly understanding why the group of people is mainly based on Luo Wushu.

This guy can't justify it with common sense at all.

On that Thunder Island, he communicated the will of the stele and ruled everything.

Here, what he did is even more amazing.

One thought breaks the forty-nine sword mountains, and can also use the power in them for their own use.

"Is this guy a relic killer?" Feng Xin admired him, although his cultivation was better than Luo Wushu.

However, there does not seem to be anything to be proud of.

"Do you have to do things so absolutely?" Qin Zheng looked at Luo Wushu with a gloomy expression.

Hearing his words, Luo Wushu couldn't help but smile, is this all?

Before that, how about Qin Zheng?

He took the initiative to play the game, and he was the one who turned back.

But now, come to admit counseling?

"You can go without one sword!" Luo Wushu's voice did not change, and he raised his hand with another finger.

"Om!" The endless sword intent flowed crazily, whizzing up, and a brilliant sword light directly traversed the void, across the long sky.

This sword, compared to before, does not seem to be very powerful, but it is almost reaching its limit.

It disappeared in an instant, leaving only a sword mark in the void.

"Sneez!" The sword slammed into it, as if it appeared out of thin air, shining in front of a strong man in the early stage of the Royal Realm.

"This..." His pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes were full of incredible expression.

Why would Luo Wushu choose him?

Could it be because of his sneer before, Luo Wushu was in his eyes and hatred in his heart?

This guy is too small.

It's just a trivial sneer, and it turns out to be brooding and resentful.

His psychological effect is actually only momentary.

Even before he could react, the brilliant sword light had already crossed his neck.

"laugh!"

The corpse is separated, blood is like a note.

Many people showed complex expressions, still killing with a single sword!

The people who came to the mountain, all at this moment, turned their faces like ashes.

Here, Luo Wushu is simply invincible. Who can stop it?

"Sword formation!"

Qin Zheng spoke and let out a cold voice.

No matter how scared he is, he still understands that no one will be spared today if he doesn't join hands.

"I advise you, don't try to violate the rules I set."

"Otherwise, you will only die faster."

Luo Wushu smiled faintly.

But at this moment, his smile fell in the eyes of everyone, like a devil.

And falling in the eyes of the Wenshishan powerhouse made them shudder even more.

"quick!"

Qin Zheng shouted sharply, how could he listen to Luo Wushu's words at this time.

If you don't form a sword formation, can you wait to die one by one?

Qin Zheng flew by and fell in front of the people of Wenshishan. Behind him, the people of Wenshishan gathered one after another.

Strands of amazing sword intent swept out from the body of the person who came out of the mountain, and gathered together.

Feeling the gathered sword intent, Qin Zheng's face was confident, and he just recovered a little.

Even if Luo Wushu could use external forces, he could not conceal it. It was just the cruel reality in the initial stage of the Fusion Realm.

They may not be invincible!

"Kill!" Qin Zheng uttered a voice, his clothes danced and hunted.

The icy eyes seemed to be filled with sword intent, directly shooting out strands of sharpness.

"Kill!" The people who came out of the mountain responded together, their sword intent was astonishing, as if they were about to skyrocket.

In the sword formation, terrible power and craziness gathered, and swept a dangerous wave.

Luo Wushu could naturally feel the sword intent, his gaze lifted lightly and looked towards Qin Zheng.

This is known as the No. 1 proud son of the World Mountain, and can crack Jianshan to the forty-third, naturally there is his outstanding.

It's just a pity that he found the wrong object of pride.

Especially when it comes to competing for talent and savvy, this aspect is even more difficult to find.

Neither he nor Mo Fan is qualified to be comparable.

"Wanshijian!" Qin Zheng let out a voice again.

In the sword formation, endless sword intent madly gathered towards the sword in his hand, and cried loudly.

Terrible power surged on the sword, filled with a dangerous wave.

"Although there is no meaning to resist, it is not too weak after all." Luo Wushu said lightly.

He didn't seem to feel the power of the sword in Qin Zheng's hands at all.

Everyone was stunned. In the face of such a terrifying sword formation, did Luo Wushu still possess such self-confidence?

"die!"

Qin Zheng yelled angrily, and his thoughts on killing him suddenly broke out.

There was a loud bang, and the void trembled fiercely at this moment, and the Wenshijian broke through the sky, punishing Luo Wushu.

Luo Wushu looked complacent and looked at Mo Fan lightly, still not feeling the slightest danger.

He opened his mouth and said: "You come, or I will come!"

Mo Fan opened his eyes, and there was a shocking sword intent flowing on his body.

"I come!"

Mo Fan got up, his figure turned into a rainbow light, bursting out like a sharp sword.

"Normalization!"

There was an indifferent voice from his mouth.

In an instant, the mountains of swords, the terrifying kendo light, became more and more gorgeous.

Between the sky and the earth, the endless flow of sword intent and howling sword aura crazily gathered towards his figure.

The sword body is dazzling, and it croaks loudly.

Everyone raised their heads, looking at the extremely gorgeous sword shadow, their eyes were full of astonishment.

Even though they were far away, they felt that there was a terrible sword intent in it.

Although it is only a sword, it feels like countless swords.

"This is the real borrowing sword sword mountain!" The people secretly said in their hearts.

Seeing this scene, they just understood why Luo Wushu has been calm and calm.

Because of him, he was not really serious at all.

Whether it is him or Mo Fan, here, it is like the master of kendo.

"boom!"

An astonishing sound of collision resounded in the void, and in an instant, the advent sword was shattered and annihilated.

The two seem to be not grades at all.

Qin Zheng looked terrified and looked extremely ugly. His sword formed a sword curtain in front of him.

With a loud bang, the sword curtain was still instantly shattered, unstoppable.

In an instant, the sword formation was broken, and countless figures flew upside down, causing most of the casualties.

Mo Fan's figure stopped, and coldly swept through the people of the World Mountain, and then fell on Qin Zheng.

The palm of his hand was lifted, and immediately, there were countless sword lights floating in front of him, crying loudly.

Every sword is filled with terrifying sword intent, sweeping fatal fluctuations.