Supreme Immortal Demon

Facing Yue Wudao, Luo Chuan closed his eyes and opened them again, and a storm of sword shadows appeared in his pupils.

There were still a hundred steps left. Luo Chuan twisted his two fingers with his right hand, pinched them several times, and the sword intent burst out from his fingertips, pinching out a sword light!

The sword light had three edges, all white, and it looked like a water shadow under the moonlight, swaying and looming.

Compared with Yue Wudao's sword edge world, such a sword light seemed very pale and tiny.

There were still thirty steps left, and the sword shadow storm in Luo Chuan's pupils spun rapidly, twisted the sword light with two fingers, and suddenly chopped it out!

In the world of sword intent of thousands of sword edges, a different white sword intent appeared.

Although the sword intent was small, it seemed to condense an unmatched power, and the artistic conception of that power was "quiet"!

The sky has edges, the earth has edges, the world becomes a sword, and it can also kill the world!

Although the edges are fierce, they are no match for quiet!

With the appearance of the "quiet" sword intent, the sword edge world suddenly dimmed, and a sword intent channel appeared in the sword edge world, and thousands of sword edges could not stop it!

In the sword intent world, Luo Chuan and Yue Wudao each held a sword intent and fought and competed.

Luo Chuan's sword intent turned into a three-edged light, and with the extremely "quiet" intent, it devoured the sword edge world.

Yue Wudao's sword edge world was shattered under Luo Chuan's sword intent, retreating step by step, and the sword intent channel spread out and destroyed wantonly.

The competition in the sword intent world was very long, but in the outside world, in the eyes of everyone outside the ring, all this from the beginning to the occurrence, and then to the end, was only two or three moments.

On the ring, Luo Chuan casually drew a sword intent. Like a wild horse running in the sky, it inserted into Yue Wudao's sword edge world and split the sword edge world in half!

In the broken sword edge world, Yue Wudao, who was at the source of the world, was pale and shocked.

In another moment, Luo Chuan appeared ten steps in front of Yue Wudao.

The sword arrives as soon as the person arrives!

The sword light flashed from two fingers, from slow to fast, and in the end, it was so fast that it could not be caught by the eyesight of those below the realm of Dao power.

At the last moment, Yue Wudao raised his eyebrows and shouted. He reversed the world of sword intent. He brought the mana of the peak of the second level of Guixu and blasted towards Luo Chuan.

"Heavenly Sword, break!"

Luo Chuan pointed his sword with two fingers, facing the world of sword intent. He chopped straight down.

This sword went straight. Simple. There was no exaggeration, it was very pure, and it burst out a shocking sword intent.

Bang!

Yue Wudao's world of sword intent was shattered. He himself was thrown out and hit the viewing pavilion of Wuliang Cave Mansion heavily, spitting blood from his mouth and fell to the ground.

Luo Chuan stood firmly on the stage, shook his sleeves, and dispersed the extremely quiet sword intent, sweeping across the elders and disciples of Wuliang Cave Mansion: "Wulian Cave Mansion! Why don't you retreat!"

The deputy leader of their own sect was defeated by the opponent's sword, and everyone in Wuliang Cave Mansion blushed and looked ugly, and they had the intention to leave.

Luo Chuan's eyes swept through Feixue Sect, Dachantou Sect, Kunting Mountain, and Kunting Mountain one by one: "Why don't you retreat quickly!"

Whenever the elders and disciples of the four sects met Luo Chuan's eyes, they all lowered their heads and avoided them, and their eyes dodged.

The move that Luo Chuan used to defeat Yue Wudao was simply domineering to the extreme. Until now, it is still like an eternal picture scroll, imprinted in the minds of all the cultivators.

Behind the crowd of the four sects, the four viewing pavilions were still silent.

Luo Chuan looked up: "You still don't accept it? Okay, okay, okay, who will come up first?"

"Why don't you say anything?"

"The four sect masters dare not fight a younger generation?"

"Nanyou, Kunting, Feixue, Dachantou... Who dares to fight me, Luo Chuan?"

In the center of the ring, Luo Chuan looked around and asked three times.

Except for the sound of the wind and the howling of the night owls in the distant mountains, there was no other sound.

Except for the empty mountain world and Tianhua Palace, the elders and disciples of the other five sects avoided Luo Chuan's eyes and remained silent.

It was more than half an hour before the morning when the day and night alternated between yin and yang.

If Luo Chuan wanted to really turn the tide and complete the counterattack of the empty mountain world, he had to delay time and hold on until the moment when yin and yang alternated.

"Hahaha, since you don't dare to go to the ring, then I will!"

Luo Chuan didn't give everyone a chance to come back to their senses. He laughed loudly, his figure flashed, and he floated in the air out of thin air, and punched down with a fist!

The immortal and the demon twisted into one, forming a mysterious magic power, rushing out, like a storm rolling towards the four viewing towers!

The four viewing towers were shaky, and in a blink of an eye, they broke at the same time.

Four unfathomable and mysterious figures flew out from them, swishing, swishing, and leaving four afterimages, appearing on all sides of Luo Chuan's body, also suspended in the air, with rich magic waves surging all over his body.

The man in the east, wearing a black dragon Taoist robe, with a thin face and a cold breath, is the deputy leader of the Nanyou Sect.

The man in the west, with a silver robe and silver hair, is the deputy leader of Kunting Mountain.

The man in the south, with a bald head and a curly beard, wearing a golden Zen robe, is the deputy leader of the Great Zen Sect.

The man in the north, with a white robe and black hair, a toilet paper whisk, and a beautiful appearance, is the deputy leader of the Feixue Sect.

Each of these four people has a cultivation level that is not inferior to Yue Wudao, and the Nanyou and Kunting sects are even slightly higher. As the deputy sect masters in charge of external affairs, their combat experience is top-notch in their respective sects, and they are all ranked in the top ten of the Tiannan Infant Immortal List.

Their cultivation level, status, and status are far higher than Luo Chuan, and it is not fair to win, and it is not glorious to win.

Going on the stage to fight Luo Chuan, whether you win or lose, is a shameful thing.

But now Luo Chuan is aggressive, destroying their viewing pavilion, forcing them to show up, which is a different situation.

"Master Luo, I haven't seen you for five years. Your temper is getting worse and worse."

"Master Luo, don't think that just because you defeated Taoist Yue Tian, ​​you are number one in Tiannan. Haha, there are flaws in Taoist Yue Tian's swordsmanship."

"Haha, Master Luo, no matter what, the defeat of the empty mountain world is irreversible..."

Before the deputy sect master of Kunting Mountain finished speaking, Luo Chuan had already stepped forward and appeared in front of him.

"Hmph! The Wheel of Compassion!" A cold light flashed in the eyes of the deputy sect leader of Kunting Mountain. He squeezed the seal with his hand, rolled up the magic power of the second level of Guixu, turned it into a fire wheel, and shot it towards Luo Chuan.

The wheel of fire rotates, but it also reveals the artistic conception of bone-chilling frost. The greatest sorrow of heaven and earth is that they cannot tolerate each other and fight each other, just like ice and fire.

This Great Compassion Wheel Dharma came from a golden stele method in Wuhua City's Sea of ​​Steles that year. It was also the famous stunt of one of the ninety-six most powerful people in the Tiannan Region a thousand years ago.

Although the Great Compassion Wheel Method was jointly modified by the ancestors of Kunting Mountain, it was integrated with Kunting Mountain’s exercises. But the essence hasn't changed much.

Almost at the same time, the deputy sect leader of Kunting Mountain used the Great Wheel of Compassion. Luo Chuan's eyes changed again, and another past event appeared in his mind, a memory of when the Nine Dragon Lord swept across Tiannan, and the domineering method of defeating the Great Compassion Wheel with one move.

"The Wheel of Compassion" was revised and perfected by Kuntingshan. The technique of breaking the move was also deduced by the Little Sage Luo Chuan Nianhai. A slight change has occurred.

Ice and fire! The moonlight washes the sky!

The Great Compassion Wheel spins and flies out. He pounced on Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan swayed his body and punched the sky at a mysterious angle. He was full of energy and blasted into the world of ice and fire.

In the sky of ice and fire, a golden mana statue suddenly rose up, but it was transformed by Luo Chuan's fist, and it was miraculous. The golden statue flew into the air, and its magic power exploded in all directions, shattering the sky of ice and fire.

The deputy sect leader of Kunting Mountain changed his expression greatly. He never expected that the "Great Compassion Wheel" he had relied on for seven years and was almost invincible would be broken.

A violent punch struck, and the physical strength and Xuanzhen magic power rushed out!

The deputy sect leader of Kunting Mountain was unable to dodge, and his arms were broken by Luo Chuan. His sternum was shattered, he vomited blood, and fell upside down from the sky with his head facing down.

In front of the other three sects, Luo Chuan brutally and unreasonably defeated the deputy sect leader of Kunting Mountain with just one punch!

The deputy sect leaders of the remaining three sects were horrified and looked at Luo Chuan in shock. The last trace of indifference in their hearts disappeared, and their eyes were full of vigilance and caution.

The three of them are also highly intelligent people. Although they have not fought against Luo Chuan, they still vaguely feel that something is wrong.

How could Luo Chuan give them time to figure it out? He punched out, the magical magic fist. The wind blew up, and the three of them were involved in the fist at the same time.

Without thinking, the three deputy sect masters used their strongest skills, which were also the unique skills of the strong gained from the sea of ​​monuments in Wuhua City.

Eight years ago, after Luo Chuan cracked the Wuhua City Monument Sea, the unique skills of the ninety-six strongest men who roamed the Tiannan Region a thousand years ago were divided among the seven sects. Today, eight years later, these stunts have been studied, analyzed, and dismantled by the ancestors of the sect. Some of them have been preserved in their original appearance, and some have been integrated into the upper-level exercises of the sect and into the practice concepts of the seven high-level monks. .

While the cultivation level of Tiannan Territory has been improved, Jiulong Lord's layout has also been completed with the help of Luo Chuan.

Facing the killing moves of the three sect masters, Luo Chuan remained calm. Three memories flashed through his mind, as well as three ways to break them!

In the chilly and desolate mountain world, under the star-moon sky with gusts of cold wind, four figures collided together, each wrapped in powerful magic power.

A dark cloud passed by, covering the full moon. The bright moon had no light, the sky darkened, and the four figures became blurred.

Everyone's heart beat faster and they stared at the sky impatiently.

Dark clouds drifted over the full moon, the bright moon shone brightly, and the moonlight shone like a wash over the mountains.

In the hazy moonlight, four entangled figures dispersed instantly. Three figures with profound auras spurted out plumes of blood. Their bodies trembled violently. They flew down from the sky, crossed the long sky, and fell headfirst under the ring!

The deputy sect leader of Kunting Mountain was defeated!

The deputy leader of Feixue Sect was defeated!

The deputy leader of the Great Chantou Sect was defeated!

The deputy leader of Nanyou Sect was defeated!

After the deputy sect master Yuetian Taoist of Wuliang Cave Mansion, Luo Chuan defeated four more deputy sect masters! Among the top ten on the list of Huaying Famous Immortals, including those who won Wujun in the past, five have been defeated by him.

The wind blew under Luo Chuan's feet and he slowly fell towards the ring.

Under the cold moonlight, Luo Chuan's eyes flickered, his handsome and resolute facial contours were slightly colder and evil, his white robe was flying, and his long hair was flying. Combined with the corpses in the bloody stream up and down the ring, it made people dare not look straight. See.

There were still a hundred feet away from the ring, and Luo Chuan's eyebrows narrowed.

"You were able to crack the Ninety-Six Saint Lord's special skills? What tricks did you do back then?"

Xu Yu, the deputy sect master of Tianhua Palace, appeared silently behind Luo Chuan at night, and a golden tablet carried Guixu's second-level tyrannical magic power and attacked! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!