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These six hundred people looked at Luoyu in awe like lambs to be slaughtered.

Others also look at Luo Yu to see what he is going to do. Many smart people have some guesses in their hearts.

"Second brother!"

Luo Yu sends a sound to the towering Dragon Phoenix bird. The bird nods, has a huge beak, and spits out the purple dragon phoenix.

Hoo Hoo Hoo!

A torrential flame erupted, and the surrounding temperature rose rapidly by tens of degrees. A pile of broken meat on the ground was immediately burned to ashes, and the dried blood on the ground was evaporated.

The flame turned into a purple flame border, which enveloped all 600 people in the border.

These six hundred people were shocked and quickly bombarded the flame with Zhenyuan or Zhenqi. As a result, they just made waves on the border and couldn't smash it.

Luo Yu holds the huge sword of zique, and suddenly melts a gap about the size of a person in the fire border. Luo Yu swishes into the border and looks down at the 600 people.

"The way of heaven circulates, retribution is constant, killing people must be prepared to be killed, and you, today, have to become the souls under the sword to pay homage to my brother's dead relatives, and walk well all the way"

Luo Yu's purple Yuan Yi holds the purple Que and looks at the 600 people, saying that the killing machine in his eyes does not hide.

"Bah! Luo Yu, why do you look like you are above heaven? Yes, we did kill a lot of people, but we didn't kill them. All of them have the blood of the Luo people in their hands. They have the ability to kill all of them. Why should they kill us "

someone immediately said angrily.

At this point, they all know Luo Yu's intention, so they have no scruples.

"Why?"

There was a trace of irony in the corner of Luo Yu's mouth.

He has asked this question several times. When the werewolf slaughtered the village, he asked why?

In this world, there is no real royal law and truth. Strength is the strongest royal law, and fist is the hardest truth.

Toward a way of killing, Luo Yu's heart has no joy or sorrow for killing for a long time. Maybe one day he will also be killed, but he doesn't regret, because this road is his own choice.

When he was alive, he had a clear conscience for his relatives, brothers and lovers, and he could close his eyes even when he died, which was enough.

As for these people, there is no pity in Luo Yu's heart, because when you pick up the butcher's knife, you must have the consciousness of being killed.

"I have asked the werewolf clan and many other people this question. Why should I be better than you and respect the strength of the world? If you don't have the consciousness of death, don't interfere in martial arts. Since you step into martial arts, don't ask why!"

Luo Yu's purple light flashed as he spoke. Purple Zhenyuan poured into zique's sword. The light of zique's sword swallowed up. The overflowing Zhenyuan condensed into five purple swords, and the five domineering swords sent out.

"Brothers, kill! We have so many strong people in Ningyuan, I don't believe we can hurt him at all! "

A big Han of Ning Yuan Jing roars with his eyes. The red real yuan on his body stirs up and shoots Luo Yu with a long knife.

With this move, dozens of Yuan Jing masters shot Luo Yu, and the warriors in the real Qi realm also used their teeth to mobilize the real Qi to shoot Luo Yu.

Whoosh, whoosh!

More than two hundred figures of various colors shot at Luo Yu, who was flashing to the purple sword light.

This scene surprised countless people outside the border. Although Luoyu's realm was higher than theirs, was it too big for him to fight 200 congenital masters alone?

"Body sword in one, five sword spiral!"

With a sneer, Luo Yu's body was covered by the purple sword light, which turned into a sword light and shot at more than 200 people. Five purple swords suspended beside him and stirred up, forming a spiral Jiaoqi storm.

The five sword spiral is an improved attack method based on the combination of body and sword. It has been regarded as a kind of martial art.

The yuan sword, which is formed by the intention of sword, revolves around the body at a high speed. It can kill and defend the enemy. This move is very powerful. It's most like a group battle with one enemy and one hundred enemies, but it consumes a lot of real yuan power.

Shua, Shua, Shua!

See Luo Yu a purple sword air storm shot into innumerable people's shadow that rush to kill to come up.

"Puff, puff, puff..."

Suddenly, there is a shower of blood in the border. A famous warrior goes to kill Luo Yu, but as soon as he meets Luo Yu's sword spiral, he is hanged to pieces.

"Drink!"

Zhen Yuan, a warrior in Yuan Jing, holds a long gun in his hand and stabs Luo Yu in the light of the sword.

Dangdangdangdang!

But as soon as the spear touched the five yuan weapons that were spinning at high speed outside, the purple sword was immediately smashed into iron slag, and Luo Yu's speed did not slow down. He shot and smashed them.

In the startled eyes of the warrior, his arms were quickly smashed into minced meat and bone, then his head, shoulders, body and thighs!

Poop, poop, poop, poop!When the whole person reached his thigh, he was crushed into blood fog dregs, and the blood fog was immediately sucked into the body of the sword by the zique sword, leaving only white bone dregs and bloodless meat dregs on the ground, and the soul was absorbed by the soul jade.

It's slow to say, but the whole process is just a breath, and a Ning Yuan Jing is hanged into a slag, the real slag.

Second kill! This is the second kill!

And such a tragedy happened every breath, the air can only see the blood mist churning, bone slag falling, at the same time, the stink in the intestines also diffuse and open.

Meat mixer, yes, Luoyu is like a meat grinder, harvesting life every second.

If you want to kill, let me kill mercilessly. If you want to practice killing heart, let me be cold-blooded and merciless! Use killing to defend dignity, use killing to protect relatives, kill!

In just two minutes, more than 200 congenital masters all died clean, and the ground was covered with white bone dregs and meat mud.

The remaining 400 or so warriors of the day after tomorrow are stunned. One heart falls completely into the ice valley. No matter who is outside the border, a chill rises in their hearts.

Shura! Purple sword Shura, this side is Shura, kill two hundred people, congenital master, who else!

Luo Yu stopped figure again, a pair of eyes without joy and sorrow, looking at the trembling more than 400 people, slowly raised the purple que sword in his hand.

"Burning wave and fire dragon chop!"

"Roar!"

The purple que glows, and Zhenyuan condenses into a purple angry dragon more than 30 meters long, roaring and killing the crowd.

"Bang Bang..."

One by one warrior was killed into a blood mist without any resistance. Absorbed by the suspended zique, and then killed a hundred people, Zilong suddenly exploded and opened.

Whoosh, whoosh!

Countless purple swords burst forth, and hundreds of warriors were all shot down, one by one broken.

Six hundred people, three minutes, all out!

Prove the name of Shura with blood and killing! Use bones to pile up stairs and win the top of martial arts!

The purple flame border disappears. Luo Yu steps on the bones and comes out slowly. Thousands of people from the five major forces also witness Luo Yu's crazy killing, all shaking with fear.

Luo Yu's eyes swept to Yuan Yi, Zhou Shanshan and tie Xiong.

Poop, poop, poop!

Under their eyes, the three turned pale one by one and knelt on the ground together.

"Forgive me, young master!"