Supreme Immortal Demon

Waves of divine light and shadow flashed out, surrounding Luo Chuan in an instant. =

The disciples of the Wuya Sect did not expect that someone would come to find trouble in broad daylight, especially in the Yingxian City under the rule of the Donghua Sect. The eight True Dao Realm disciples looked at Luo Chuan with complicated expressions, and then their eyes fell on Chiliu'er, their eyes showing disdain.

"Is it you? It seems that you have hired help?"

Another figure appeared in front of the collapsed gate. The figure was eight feet tall, full of the aura of the first level Dao Lun, and was only a hair away from the second level Dao Lun.

"Big Brother."

The eight True Dao Realm disciples turned to the monks of the first level of the Dao Wheel and saluted respectfully.

The monk nodded slightly and looked at Luo Chuan. He took a deep look, but found that he couldn't see through it at all. He glanced at the embarrassed Donghua Sect disciple next to Luo Chuan and frowned.

"Yuan Ping, the first disciple of the ninth generation of Wu Ya Sect, haven't you asked me yet who the master is? No matter why you are here this time, you must not listen to this person's nonsense. This person..."

Before Yuan Ping finished speaking, he was interrupted impatiently by Luo Chuan: "Let you who can speak well come here."

Chiliu'er sneered and walked out from behind Luo Chuan: "You are worthy enough to make irresponsible remarks with my young master here?"

Before Chiliu'er had taken a few steps, a Wuya Sect disciple of the second level of Zhendao snorted coldly. He danced with the flying sword in his hand, and a sword breath flew out with the power. Chiliu'er was only at the peak of the first level of Zhendao, so he was caught off guard and suffered a secret loss. A blush appeared on his face, and he stepped back repeatedly, almost falling down.

The disciples of Wuya Sect looked at Chiliu'er, who was a little embarrassed, with disdain on their faces.

The Donghua Sect disciple was also a little surprised. He had always regarded Chi Liu'er as a member of the cannon fodder camp. Now that he saw Chi Liu'er in such a miserable state, doubts inevitably arose in his heart.

Yuan Ping frowned, then straightened his eyebrows, and his tone became cold and hard: "Several elders are practicing, so there is no need to disturb them with this trivial matter. On the contrary, Your Excellency, destroying the gate of our sect for no reason is really too much. If you don’t give me an explanation today, don’t let it go… perform the formation!”

Following his order. Eight Wuya Sect disciples made seals with their hands. When the sword breath was activated, streams of sword breath entangled and surrounded the air, sending out bursts of dragon roars, and the situation changed. It shrouded Luo Chuan and Chiliu'er.

At this time, the long street was already crowded with many monks watching the fun.

Young Master Tianhu and Fairy Yuxing were also among them.

"This person is so restless. In just a moment, he has already caused trouble." Fairy Yuxing's eyes flickered and she murmured in a low voice.

"The fairy has never seen him, and I have seen him as a stranger. In all probability, he is the illegitimate son of a certain big force who cannot see the light of the situation. He is arrogant and domineering. It's a pity that his subordinates are really pitifully weak, and his strength must be too low. Limited." Young Master Tianhu said lightly, he had no good feelings towards the monk in front of him who had inadvertently caused him and the Tianhu Sect to lose face.

"Really? I don't think so." Fairy Yuxing smiled slightly: "Although this person is unfamiliar and may make the law enforcement disciples of Donghua Sect so nervous, he must have some skills."

Young Master Tianhu said no more, his eyes were indifferent.

Luo Chuan glanced at the sword formation and patted Chiliu'er on the shoulder: "Go ahead."

The moment Luo Chuan's palm touched Chi Liu'er's shoulder, Chi Liu'er felt as if he had been struck by thunder. A Tao thought suddenly appeared in his mind. The Tao thought turned into a picture in the blink of an eye. , are full of flaws and loopholes in the sword formation in front of you. Although there are not many, as long as you catch one of the flaws, it is enough to make the sword formation unstable. If you catch more than two flaws and loopholes, the formation will be broken in just a snap of your fingers.

In addition, there is actually the time and route of the attack on the screen.

Chiliu'er was overjoyed, a flash of blood flashed in his eyes, he laughed loudly, jumped up, and struck out with a palm.

There was an uproar in the crowd, and the Wuya Sect disciples even sneered, looking at Chiliu'er with mocking eyes.

“If you don’t know your own capabilities, you don’t know whether to live or die.”

Young Master Tianhu shook his head, his eyes lost all interest and he was about to turn around.

In the peripheral vision, I saw that the fat monk's body was as light as a feather, like dust in the wind, and he dodged the heavy sword light in an incredible way, and struck out with a palm!

boom!

There was a muffled sound in the sword array, and the sword breath in the air shook.

The expression of the Wuya Sect disciple changed slightly. In the blink of an eye, Chiliu'er let out a burst of sinister laughter, quickly refracted towards the other side of the magic circle, and punched out!

His punch hit a sword breath, which broke into two pieces, causing the seven sword breaths around him to collide upside down. The next moment, there was a roar, the magic circle fell into pieces, and the eight Donghua Sect disciples were thrown away. .

After Chiliu'er landed, he looked at the chief disciple Yuan Ping with a mocking look on his face, and then bowed to Luo Chuan: "Tao Master, please."

Luo Chuan walked forward with no expression on his face.

There was a lot of discussion on the long street, and Young Master Tianhu stopped, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

The Donghua Sect disciple looked at Chiliu'er in disbelief. The contrast between this man's strength and his strength really shocked him.

"You...stop."

Yuan Ping glanced at Chi Liu'er, suppressed the weirdness in his heart, raised his flying sword and pointed it at Luo Chuan, with a stern look on his face: "I will never let you pass this door today."

"Yeah."

Luo Chuan raised his head and glanced at Yuan Ping, a flash of groggy divine glory flashed in his eyes, and his power soon faded away.

Yuan Ping felt a majestic and deep aura envelope him. At this moment, he felt that he was no longer facing a person, but the pressure of thousands of peaks and seas rushing towards him.

With a flick of his wrist, wow, the flying sword in Yuan Ping's hand shot out and penetrated into the wall panel on the side until it reached the bottom.

The monks who were about to leave in the crowd stopped.

Fairy Yuxing looked at Luo Chuan, becoming more and more curious.

Young Lord Hutian fell silent, staring at the flying sword embedded in the wall, his face slightly solemn.

Luo Chuan did not move, but let a monk in the Daolun realm fly the sword away. There were a few people with the same ability who could do it, but none of them could do it so easily and without leaving any trace.

For a moment, everyone began to speculate on the identity of the strange monk that Wuya Sect had provoked.

"You!" Yuan Ping stared at Luo Chuan who was approaching step by step, with a complicated expression. He subconsciously took a step back.

"Yuan Ping, retreat. You are no match for this man."

An old voice came from behind Yuan Ping.

Yuan Ping felt relieved. He didn't bother to wipe the sweat off his forehead. He turned to the three old men who came out of the shadows and bowed: "Greetings, elders."

Three old monks in lake blue robes appeared behind Yuan Ping. The three of them were not very tall. When they walked out of the shadows, they were surrounded by a distant and deep aura, and their artistic conception was vast.

The leading elder looked at Luo Chuan deeply. A cold light flashed in his eyes. He said lightly: "I am the second elder of the Wu Ya Sect's punishment. Who are you and why did you come to my Wu Ya Sect to cause trouble?"

As he spoke, a mighty power of the first level of the heavens rushed towards Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan's body shook. The power of his flesh burst out. It overflowed an inch of his body. He forcibly dispersed the mighty power.

The elder had no expression on his face, but secretly exchanged glances with the two people beside him.

"Two months ago, your Wu Ya Sect kidnapped seventeen monks. As long as you release them and compensate for the medical expenses, I can stop pursuing the matter." Luo Chuan said.

As soon as the voice fell, the faces of the three Wuya Sect elders changed.

"Hahaha, so I came for them. That group of evil demons injured my Wuya Sect disciples, and they practiced magic. It is reasonable for our sect to capture and imprison them. What is your relationship with them? How dare you come to plead for that group of evil demons?" A black-faced elder on the right snorted coldly.

Luo Chuan suddenly smiled and looked at the Donghua Sect disciples beside him: "You also saw that they were unreasonable first."

Thinking of Luo Chuan's identity, the Donghua Sect disciples hurriedly smiled and bowed to the three Wuya Sect elders: "Three seniors, as the saying goes, it is better to resolve enemies than to make them. If someone dies, it will not be good news for Yingxian City or you. If Senior Luo's men are really here in your sect, you seniors should let them go."

Human life...

The leading Wuya Sect elder was startled, and then his old face flushed.

The tone of this Donghua Sect disciple seemed impartial, but the hidden meaning was that he was not optimistic about the Wuya Sect at all.

"How about this, you two have a bet fight."

A faint and elegant female voice sounded in the crowd.

"It's Fairy Yuxing."

"Next to her is the young master of Tianhu Sect, the third genius on the Earth List!"

"Meet Fairy Yuxing."

Most of the onlookers only discovered Fairy Yuxing and the young master of Tianhu at this time, of course, there were also many hidden masters who had already discovered the two.

"It's Fairy Yuxing." The face of the leading Wuya Sect elder eased.

"Does Elder Wu accept this proposal of mine?" Fairy Yuxing stepped forward, glanced at Luo Chuan, and smiled faintly at the head of the Wuya Sect elders, saying, "This way, we won't hurt anyone and can solve today's problem."

"Well, I'll naturally give face to the Holy Lady of Tianxing." Elder Wu nodded and looked at Luo Chuan, "Do you dare to accept this bet?"

Before Luo Chuan could speak, the Donghua Sect disciple on the side almost begged, "Senior, for the sake of Donghua Sect, please agree."

The Donghua Sect disciples kept calling him "senior", and many of the highly skilled cultivators present were curious.

They could all see that the bone age of the white-robed cultivator was only about 30 years old. He was so young, but he was called a senior by the Donghua Sect disciples, which made people even more curious about his identity.

"Okay." Luo Chuan smiled and said, "But if Wu Ya Sect loses, not only will they hand over the people, but they will also have to pay compensation. Two hundred thousand Saint Yuan coins per person."

"You..." Elder Wu looked cold, and looked at Luo Chuan again, confirming that the other party was only at the second level of Dao Lun cultivation, and snorted: "If you lose, what should you do?"

"I lost?" Luo Chuan smiled and said, "Then what do you want?"

"Apologize and admit your mistakes, and the Saint Yuan coins you mentioned before will be regarded as compensation. How about it?" Elder Wu sneered.

"Okay." Luo Chuan said.

A first level of the heavens, with his current strength, he is not afraid. There are countless strong people in Yingxian City, and the big and small forces are entangled. This time he came as the leader of the cannon fodder camp. First, he can't weaken his reputation, and second, there is no need to arouse public anger. This is one of the reasons why Luo Chuan agreed to the gambling fight.

"Empty words are not enough." As soon as Elder Wu finished speaking, the voice of a middle-aged man rang out in the crowd.

"I will guarantee him." (To be continued..)