Chapter 618

Hearing the old man's words, longkuncheng, his sons and daughters, as well as the big figures of the dragon family, all of them are petrified, and their hearts are surging with waves!

"You blame me for being a coward and secretly scold me for being incompetent, but you don't know that if this person is just a normal Sanxian, I would not be humiliated even if I risked my life. The question is, have you ever heard of a Sanxian who can survive the robbery?"

At this time, the old man couldn't help complaining.

"Dad..."

Longkun city is stuck in the throat and has nothing to say.

What's going on?

Powerful as the king of medicine, can you survive the robbery?

Longkun city has never heard of any relationship between Yaowang and Dujie.

In the viewing platform of the Imperial Capital Hotel, black bear said with a smile: "it seems that the victory has been divided. Luoxianyu is so invincible that he has to suffer tonight."

"Luo Xianyu is really mysterious, but it's too early to say that the victory is divided." Lord Ba sat there, but he shook his head.

"Pa Ye means..." black bear doesn't understand.

"There is an old ancestor in Anjia, who is also entangled with the temple of the underworld. In addition, if the city of Anjia is deep enough, at this time, he should have gone to find the king of medicine, or even alarmed the authorities."

Master Ba narrowed his eyes and lowered his eyes.

"Isn't that not for Luo Xianyu?" The black bear has a dull face.

In the compound.

"Luo Xianyu, you've won. Let go of an Yeying!"

An Zaixun is fierce. Although an Yeying is crying for advice, no one around him, including himself, dares to rescue him.

Even an Nighthawk, who is a Sanxian, is not able to fight. When these people go, they just die.

Fortunately, it doesn't depend on a nighthawk to settle down. We are well prepared tonight, and there is support in the rear.

"The three old men in the inner room, come out."

Luo Yu negative hand standing there, cold eyes have passed these ants, staring at the pavilion.

"Ha ha, you are the best among the scattered immortals. You have noticed us lying in the secret room."

With a loud smile, an Laozu came out of the building with two masked elders behind him.

The two golden faced ghosts had obviously changed into other clothes, but they were still hiding.

"Laozu!"

An Zaixun is overjoyed, and an Zhaoliang rushes up to him. He is very anxious: "Laozu, the Nighthawk was caught by the boy, and the boy wants to take the Nighthawk back to light the lamp. Please save him."

On the roof of the dragon's house, long Yingying looks strange: "who is the old man? How come I've never seen him before?"

Longkun city is also strange. He has never seen it.

Long Kunbao moved and said: "that's the old immortal who settled down. He was a Korean warrior who lived for hundreds of years. Unexpectedly, he still hasn't died."

The Luo family.

Tonight, the Luo family is very comfortable, only one old man, isolated on the eaves.

"Mr. Ji, I heard that the boy Luo Xianyu went to settle down directly. What's the situation?"

Luo Yongrong climbed on the roof. He had something to go out just now.

"An Yeying has been cleaned up by him. Now he has provoked the ancestors who settled down hundreds of years ago. It seems that there are two terrible characters."

Ji's eyes flickered.

He was the "Qing Tian Yi Jian" of that year. He had been trying to find Luo Xianyu for the past two days. He could hardly bear it.

If it wasn't for Luo Xianyu to settle down suddenly tonight, he might have gone to find Luo Xianyu secretly behind his back.

"An Yeying, like my lonely shadow, is a disciple of the immortal sect. Although he is not as good as my lonely shadow, he has become a Sanxian. Can he be defeated in this way?"

Luo Yongrong was very surprised. As the owner of the Luo family, he was shocked when he heard the news. It's completely conceivable that Ji Laogang had just witnessed the war with his own eyes, and how restless he was.

In an's courtyard, an Laozu waved his hand to the elder and then said to Luo Yu with a smile, "Luo Xianyu, can you stop here and let go the Nighthawk?"

Luo Yu light glance: "you look at my eyes, only greedy, no relaxation of the meaning, why pretend?"

An Laozu's eye pupil shrinks. This boy's eyesight is terrible!

Luo Yu glanced at the two tightly packed old men beside him and joked: "when I settle down, I asked someone to deal with me. It turned out that I invited two old ghosts from the hell hall."

The two golden faced ghosts were horrified. They covered them tightly and pretended to be like this. Could they be recognized?

"Don't slander me. I'm an's old friend. I'm not from the temple of hell." A ghost wants to quibble.

"Yes? I guess you two are still waiting for king kunsa to come, aren't you Luo Yu asked jokingly.

"Where are the king of kunsa?" Another GUI Zun accidentally missed the trap.

"I killed him last night." Luo Yu light way.

"What?"

The two ghosts are scared at the same time. They really can't hide.

Now, within the boundary of the whole capital, there are only three golden faced ghost worshippers.

Among them, the king of kunsa has the highest status and the strongest strength.

From last night till now, they have lost contact with the king of Dharma. Unexpectedly, they have been killed by Luo Xianyu.

"You two, don't let him disturb the morale of the army." An Laozu's eyes narrowed for fear that the two ghosts would retreat.

Immediately, an Laozu still put on airs, shook his head to Luo Yu and said: "since you have to force each other, you will offend me!"

With polite words in his mouth, an Laozu's hand was not ambiguous at all. It was the true skill of the ancient Korean samurai.

What he used was a machete. It was not only wide and long, but also had a long handle. Therefore, he wielded it aggressively, like an ancient general who went to battle to kill the enemy.

"True moon chop!"

The old man jumped across the sky, got up and split out a shining silver moon arc.

"My" true moon chop "is a true biography of the imperial Tantric School of ancient Korea. Even Guan Yu, the martial saint of the Three Kingdoms, used it for reference."

The old man was very eloquent while he was threatening.

When it comes to that, even the great figures of the imperial capital, such as the dragon master, have a black face. The Korean club likes to press the glorious inheritance of China on its head. It's really passed down from generation to generation.

In the face of the old man's aggressive cut, Luo Yu grabs it with his backhand and holds the blade and the silver moon arc in his hand.

"This is my own" moon hand ". It can pick the stars, the sun and the moon. It's easy to break your broken knife."

Luo Yu also felt that the old man was shameless. He immediately grasped the blade, and his fingers were as bright as fairy jade. With a little effort, the old man's sword was like a biscuit.

Then Luo Yu holds the rest of it, pulls it back, brings the old guy over, covers his chest and slaps it out.

Boom!!

The old man was blown away, smashed the glass and fell into the building.

"Golden silkworm beetle?" Luo Yu's eyes are slightly fixed.

Then the old guy rushed out in a panic and tore the clothes on his chest. As expected, there was a piece of gold wire armor in it.

Now, however, a handprint has been left on Baojia.

"Luo Xianyu even broke the golden silkworm armour that I used to protect my life for hundreds of years. This..." an Laozu was shocked.

The two Jinmian guizuns in the temple of the underworld are also frightened. They don't know how strong the jincanbao armor of an Laogui is. It's a defense that can't be broken even if they join hands.

Now some of them believed that the king of kunsa had died in the hands of Luo Xianyu, and they immediately began to retreat.

An Zaixun's face turned white. He went forward and bit his teeth. He was unwilling to say, "Luo Xianyu, I'll give you half a home. Would you like to let an Nighthawk go and retreat?"

An Laozu's face is dejected. Now he knows what it means to be short of human heart and swallow the elephant. This Luo Xianyu, can live up to his home!

He acquiesced to the master's words, so far, he would rather give up half to settle down.

"Now I just remember to give me half a home and let me stop?" Luo Yu is not moved at all, his face is still indifferent, "it's late!"

"What do you want?" An Zaixun doesn't understand. You, Luo Xianyu, have come to the door to make a strong demonstration. Don't you just want to make the old man fulfill his promise and take half of his home?

"I'm going to break down and settle down and destroy you all!"

Luo Yu's words make an's family feel hopeless.