Martial Dao Great Emperor

Chapter 97: Zhan Lian God

"Sword Intent? It seems that something is missing..."

The fusion of killing intent and fast sword made Luo Xiu touch the prototype of sword intent.

This sword brought black flames to the light instantly, domineering and sharp, and indestructible.

"Stop! I am no longer an enemy of you."

Under the impact of **** murderous intent, Mo Zhou snorted, and his body quickly retreated.

With this sword, the divine sense could not lock the traces, he knew that he could not resist, if he didn't lower his head, I was afraid that he would become a dead soul with the sword.

Seeing Mo Zhou retreating fearfully, the crowd exclaimed. Mo Zhou, who was half-stepping in the realm of refining God, actually bowed his head to a young man?

Does this boy look fifteen years old?

A fifteen-year-old boy can defeat Wuzong, the **** of refining, which is a monster!

If one day stepped into the realm of King Wu, perhaps the first powerhouse in Douhai County would really change hands.

Luo Xiu sneered at the corner of his mouth, and his sword's might not diminished.

"You want to kill me to please Lei Wumen, but you are not my opponent but you want me to show mercy. How can there be such a good thing in the world?"

Before Luo Xiu's words fell, the sharp edge of the sword had penetrated Mo Zhou's throat.

The blood-stained sword was pulled out, Mo Zhou fell to the ground, blood gurgling from the wound.

Near Luo Xiu, the corpses of three great martial arts masters and a refining **** Wuzong stood out.

The blood was soaked in the soil, which was thrilling to see.

Sweeping his eyes around, no one dared to look at him except for the few Wuzongs who cultivated God.

Cang!

The sword was returned to its sheath, Luo Xiu stepped away, and the crowd let out a passage, no one dared to block it.

The few Wuzongs present at the scene were not from the Lei Wumen, staring at the back of the black robe boy leaving.

If this son is beheaded, perhaps he can have some relationship with Lei Wumen.

There is also Wuzong Lian Shen who has his own arrogance and disdains to please Lei Wumen.

Luo Xiu didn't go far from the vicinity of Shun Lei Temple. In front of him, a middle-aged man dressed in black, leaning on a big tree, stroked a rusty saber in his hand.

The sword seemed to be rusty and worn, but it contained a subtle and fierce aura.

Before his eyes could see this person, Luo Xiu had already sensed the other's vitality.

And the other party's divine sense, hundreds of meters away, had already locked him.

Locked by the divine sense, this person is obviously a martial arts master.

"I need a refining pill to kill you, but I can exchange it for another pill!"

The black-clothed man spit out a word coldly, his eyes were cold and ruthless, and his gaze was as sharp as a knife.

The refining pill is a fourth-grade pill. Swallowing refining can make Wu Zong below the third level of refining a small realm.

This kind of pill is very precious, and only the alchemy master trained by the big forces can refine it.

A small number of them are in circulation, and the prices are extremely high, and the ordinary **** Wuzong can't afford it.

As for collecting elixir and asking the alchemist guild to refine it, not only the elixir is hard to find, but the price is also high.

Perceiving the breath of life, it is impossible to judge the level of a martial artist's cultivation level, but Luo Xiu has been in contact with many god-cultivating martial arts sects anyway, and can probably tell that the black man in front of him has the first level of cultivation.

Luo Xiu is not afraid of it.

The black-clothed man looked at Luo Xiu indifferently, "I want to kill you easily. The gap between refining the gods and the innate is beyond your imagination."

The black-clothed man no longer stroked the war sword, but walked towards Luo Xiu with the knife, "Refining Shen Wuzong, refining divine consciousness, condensing true essence, killing the innate like a dog."

"Show me your strength? Maybe you will be the first Wu Zong to die in my hands." Luo Xiu said with a sneer.

"Haha, I, Hang Xiangchen, practiced martial arts for forty-three years and entered the realm of Wuzong. If I lose to you a little innate, wouldn't it be laughable and generous?"

The black-clothed man smiled without anger, and appeared in front of Luo Xiu like lightning.

The rusty saber brought a fierce sword light and slashed towards Luo Xiu's chest.

Luo Xiu's battle sword was unsheathed, and the horizontal sword resisted. A surging force came from the sword, causing his body to fly upside down, making a muffled grunt.

God Refining Wuzong is indeed tyrannical, no matter how fast or power it is, it is not comparable to a great martial artist and half-step refining.

The opponent's sword technique realm, like his fast sword, is the realm of perfection.

In this regard, Luo Xiu does not take any advantage.

And the other party also possesses Divine Sense and True Essence, which can be said to be superior to him in all aspects.

The blow was shaken back, Luo Xiu's face showed a smile instead, "The stronger you are, the better, I'm afraid you are not strong enough."

With **** murderous intent blooming, Luo Xiu blended into the sword with his killing intent, forming the prototype of sword intent.

"I actually touched the realm of sword intent? It's a pity that it is not the real sword intent after all."

Hang Xiangchen was startled at first, and even after resuming his sneer, his divine sense locked Luo Xiu, not afraid of **** murderous oppression.

Although Luo Xiu's murderous aura was fierce, he could only threaten to oppress the martial arts below the refining gods. If he wanted to affect the refining martial arts, unless he could kill Wuzong and condense a stronger murderous aura.

This Hang Xiangchen is good at body skills, faster than Luo Xiu's afterimage of the ten directions, and the rusty war knife in his hand is a ghostly attack, and the attack path is difficult to prevent.

In a short period of time, Luo Xiu had been hit by several knives, **** all over his body, and his black robe was crushed into rags by the raging sword energy.

Although it looks embarrassing, Luo Xiu is the physical realm of a high-level combat body after all, and resisting a few swords is not fatal.

The ten-party residual shadow body technique unfolded in full force, and Luo Xiu dodged a series of sword exercises as much as possible.

"Hang Xiangchen was the first to board."

"He wants to use this son's life in exchange for Lei Wumen's refining essence pill. If anyone is fighting for him, he will inevitably fight and fight."

"This son's life may not be worth a refining essence pill, since Hang Xiangchen shot it, let it go to him."

The two martial arts masters who followed all the way from Guanlei Temple saw that Hang Xiangchen had taken action, and the black robe boy would be beheaded, so they quietly retreated.

Within the range of life perception, the two refining **** Wuzong gradually moved away until they disappeared within the range of perception.

A sharp light flashed in Luo Xiu's eyes. Since the person hiding in the dark had already left, he didn't need to keep his hands.

In fact, he had already secretly watched the movement around him.

"Hehe, the peeping person has gone, you can die!"

Hang Xiangchen laughed coldly, "Boy, the reason why I didn't kill you was to prevent someone from sneaking and snatching. You are worth a refinement pill!"

Suddenly, Hang Xiangchen's True Essence exploded, slashing out, the power is stronger than every one before.

Luo Xiu's eyes were icy, facing the knife, he just turned his body slightly to avoid the point.

With a chuckle, blood spattered, and the sword pierced into the left shoulder, almost cutting off one of Luo Xiu's arms.

"Do you now know the difference between refining gods and innate?"

Hang Xiangchen sneered. In his opinion, it is normal for a small innate sixth layer to be unable to avoid his own attack.

But the next moment, Hang Xiangchen's pupils suddenly widened.

A war sword, I don't know when, penetrated his Dantian.

"This... it's impossible... My divine sense didn't notice that you had a sword..."

Looking down at the war sword running through the dantian, Hang Xiangchen felt the rapid passing of the cultivation base of Wuzong.

His dantian was broken, and all his cultivation skills were wiped out for forty-three years of hard cultivation.

The power of Xuantian's secret technique was increased by six times, and Wuzong's divine consciousness had no time to react.

With a chuckle, Luo Xiu drew out the war sword, blood gushing, and then the sword light flashed, cutting through the throat of Hang Xiangchen, the martial arts refiner.

Putting away the other party's storage ring, Luo Xiu threw a black flame and burned the corpse to ashes, then unfolded his body skills and quickly left the place.

In the middle of the journey, he endured the severe pain and pulled out the saber stuck on his left shoulder, sealing the wound with the force of life, so that it would no longer bleed.

Afterwards, Luo Xiu ran swiftly in the mountains and forests, changing directions several times to prevent being tracked.

...

Douhai County, Guanlei Mountain Range, a Shura appeared.

The news spread like a gust of wind to Zuoxing City and even the entire Douhai County, and even Wu Xiu in Lian Yunlong County. He heard that a young man who claimed to be'Sura' was using the Sixth Innate Rehabilitation to instantly kill the Great Martial Master and cut half a step. Refining God!

That young Shura even threatened that one day he would break through the Leiwumen and take the lead of the Leiwumen master!

After Lei Wumen heard the news, everyone was very angry.

"Sura?"

In the city of Douhai County, Lu Mengyao, who is now a first-class martial artist, couldn't help but think of Luo Xiu after hearing about Shura.

Luo Xiu, Shura?

She didn't connect the two, but because of the word Xiu Luo, she thought of Luo Xiu.

At the time of the separation, she remembered that Luo Xiu had not yet entered the innate.

In just a few months, even if Luo Xiu cultivated quickly, it was impossible to cultivate to the sixth level of innate.

Not to mention the instant killing of the great martial artist, half a step to refine the gods.

"I have already cultivated to Xiantian. If you joined Lei Wumen at the beginning, you might be able to advance to Xiantian."

At that time, after Luo Xiu entered Zuoxing City with himself and Uncle Le, he left without saying goodbye.

"How are you doing now?"

Lying in front of the window, Lu Mengyao held her cheek and suddenly remembered the little things he had with Luo Xiu.

She later thought about it carefully, and she also understood why Luo Xiu would leave without saying goodbye. It was also because she had told him about his cultivation speed, and he was worried that Uncle Le would be disadvantageous to him.

"Uncle Le is my father's life and death friend, how can it be against you?" Lu Mengyao sighed.

"Meng Yao."

The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man walked in and looked at Lu Mengyao with a smile.

"Uncle Le."

Lu Mengyao called, and hurriedly asked, "Is there any news about Luo Xiu?"

Since Luo Xiu disappeared, she asked Le Pengcheng to find his whereabouts. She believed that if she explained to Luo Xiu clearly, he would definitely be willing to join Lei Wumen.

"Not yet, but don't worry, Uncle will try his best to find it." Le Pengcheng said with a smile.

In fact, he also suspected that the Shura who appeared in Guanlei Temple was Luo Xiu, but he didn't think that the young people who had not yet entered the innate would improve so quickly.

Perhaps it was just a coincidence that Shura and Luo Xiu were not alone.

Le Pengcheng thought so in his heart.

Since he learned that Luo Xiu had gone from double body refining to the realm of Qi and Sea in less than half a year, and even leapfrogged Gou Jinchuan, who was innately cultivated, Le Pengcheng was sure that this young man had a secret.

Maybe it was inherited from a certain strong man, maybe it was some kind of powerful martial arts practice, or some kind of powerful treasure.

In either case, Le Pengcheng felt that if he got it, it would definitely be a good opportunity.

Otherwise, why did Luo Xiu escape? He flees, proving that there must be a secret in him.

From Lu Mengyao's mouth, Le Pengcheng knew about the relationship between her and Luo Xiu. As long as Lu Mengyao was still in Leiwumen, the kid might come to the door sooner or later.