Son-in-law Dan Zun

"No..." Looking at the World Mu that was enlarged in his pupils, Chu Liunian's face was full of fear.

He knows very well that with his current state, if that stick falls, he will undoubtedly die.

"Brother Chu!"

The people of the Streaming Sword Sect also hissed at this moment.

However, apart from screaming, they can't do more.

Facing Luo Wushu, even if they have the advantage in numbers, they are just a group of chickens and dogs.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was a violent collision.

The World Mu, who was supposed to explode Chu Liunian's head, was directly shaken back strongly and returned to Luo Wushu's hands.

Luo Wushu condensed his eyes and looked at the guy who suddenly stood in front of Chu Liunian.

He wore a blue robe and held a folding fan in his hand, gently inciting him with a chic and extraordinary posture.

"Don't ask!"

When he was in the Sky Demon Pavilion, Zi Xiao had let Luo Wushu notice his existence.

Not only was the Tianjiao from the Tianjimen, but also made friends with the Baihu clan.

In the eyes of everyone, to them, the trip to the tower of trials is just a cutscene.

If even he is not qualified to participate in the'Demon Spirit Trial', no human practitioner can be qualified.

"What do you mean?" Luo Wushu asked.

"I have a little connection with the Streaming Sword Sect." Mo Wen smiled and said, "So I want a face from Brother Luo and let go of the Streaming Sword Sect."

Luo Wushu said: "Sorry, I can't give you this face."

"Brother Luo, why should he be so persistent?" Mo Wen shook his head and smiled. "Everyone is a human cultivator, so there is no need to fight and kill like this."

"Besides, killing the people of the Streaming Light Sword Sect here is of no benefit to you."

"You don't want to be thought of by a strong King Realm, right?"

"It's not your turn to teach me how to do things, let me go!" Luo Wushu looked cold and didn't bother to argue with him.

He is the most annoyed of such talkers in his life.

"Brother Luo is going to do his own way?" The smile on Mo Wen's face gradually converged, "You know, you can stay on the sidelines so that you can see each other in the future?"

"I only know that people don't offend me, I don't offend people..." Luo Wushu slowly said, "But if anyone offends me, he will be killed."

Hearing this, Mo Wen's face suddenly became colder, "Are you threatening me?"

"Yes, I just ask you to stop taking mice and be more nosy." Luo Wushu said unceremoniously.

With a snap of the folding fan in Mo Wen's hand, he closed it, and looked at Luo Wushu indifferently, "What if I have to take care of it?"

"Are you sure, can you control it?" Luo Wushu asked, looking at Mo indifferently.

"Hahaha..." Mo Wen sneered again and again, suddenly there was an astonishing breath spreading out of his body.

"I've heard the name of Brother Luo's evildoer for a long time, it's rare to have this opportunity today, but I have to take a good look."

In his capacity, speaking to Luo Wushu so politely, but being treated so rudely, naturally dissatisfied in his heart.

"The pinnacle of the soul realm!" At this moment, many people felt a strong sense of oppression from Mo Wen's body.

"At the peak of the Spiritual Realm, it is a great spirit to experience the late stage of the True Spirit Realm." Luo Wushu smiled sarcastically, "However, I am curious, when did I offend the Heavenly Mystery Gate?"

From Mo Wen's body, he could faintly feel a seemingly killing intent.

Mo Wen didn't seem to simply want to stop himself from killing Chu Liunian.

"Offend?" Mo Wen chuckled, and glanced at Luo Wushu weirdly, "Why do you feel that you are qualified to offend Tianji Gate?"

"The half-year appointment with the Soul Palace makes you so proud, don't you know your own weight?"

"You know, if it wasn't for the existence of Senior Fenglei, you wouldn't even have the qualifications to let the soul hall remember the name?"

Mo Wen sneered three times, looking at Luo Wushu like an idiot.

"What about you?" Luo Wushu asked lightly.

"Me? What's wrong with me?"

"Does the soul know you?"

Don't ask: "..."

"Even if you are leaning against the Heavenly Mystery Gate, you are not qualified to let the soul know, how can you be qualified to speak up here?"

Luo Wushu put away the World Wood, and replaced it with the Purple Blood Sword.

With the appearance of the Purple Blood Sword, an astonishing sword intent suddenly appeared all over his body.

"Good courage!" Mo Wen chuckled lightly.

Facing him, Luo Wushu didn't have any fear at all. Is this treating him as a **** qingyi and his ilk, just the peak of an ordinary spiritual realm?

"boom!"

An astonishing wave of mana swept across, gathered in front of him into a palm print, and patted Luo Wushu.

Luo Wushu's figure flew out, and a sword shot out.

Even if Mo Wen wasn't the likes of Blood Tsing Yi, he is not Luo Wushu in Qingcheng either.

At that time, he was only Dao Jie, but now, in the late True Spirit Realm.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, Mo Wen's palm prints were smashed by a sword.

However, Luo Wushu's figure did not stop at all, a sword pointed at Mo and asked, "You can't stop me!"

Mo Wen was taken aback, and immediately, the chill in his eyes became more intense, and Luo Wushu's strength exceeded his expectations.

"Boom!"

His feet slammed on the ground.

Then, with the help of the counter-shock force, he rose into the sky, and the folding fan in his hand was like a spear, piercing through the void.

"clang!"

The intersection of the sword and the folding fan, it was like a sharp whistling of the tip of a needle against a wheat mang.

The silhouettes of the two are divided at the touch of a touch.

Mo Wenyu Xukong stabilized his figure, staring coldly at Luo Wushu.

In the next instant, the folding fan in his hand directly set off a devastating storm in the void, drowning towards Luo Wushu's figure.

"roll!"

Luo Wushu raised his hand and cut out a sword, "Return to the ruins!"

"Boom..." A terrifying collision erupted in the void. It was two completely different storms competing.

The aftermath of energy spread out, causing many people to retreat again and again for fear of being affected.

"So strong!"

Everyone looked at this scene with shocking expressions. With such a big difference in cultivation level, Luo Wushu was even on par with Mo Wenzhan.

Mo Wen's gaze became a little gloomy, and after his serious appearance, Luo Wushu didn't even let go.

This makes him face, not very good.

However, Luo Wushu didn't care about his look.

He glanced at him without asking, the next moment, Luo Wushu's figure directly turned into a sword light, punishing Chu Liunian.

"Today, even if the king of heaven is here, I can't save you!"

Luo Wushu returned Chu Liunian's previous words back.

The two parties didn't have any enmity, but since Chu Liunian had a heart to kill him, he would naturally not keep his hands.

As for it would completely offend Chu Yun for this, he didn't care very much.

"Luo Wushu, do you dare?" Mo Wen's eyes were cold, and the aura on his body became stronger, revealing a terrifying might.

All around him, there were stars shining brightly, condensed into a huge star, and smashed towards Luo Wushu.

"Don't ask seriously!"

Many people's expressions condensed.

Tianjimen is good at deducing one, but martial arts is also not weak.

When he was serious, even if Luo Wushu was evil again, he was afraid that it would be difficult to be his opponent.