Chapter 937

After a few breath, the treasure of the nine immortals palace, along the cutting surface of Guangxia just now, broke into two parts and fell to both sides.

But in the middle, there is a human figure, stepping on the chaos of the light and shadow of the green lotus, just like the green emperor was born, and the sword in his hand is shining with the blue divine light.

It's Luo Yu.

And the green lotus sword that he just made with chaos and countless sword spirits!

"How could that be..."

Murong Hou's voice seemed to be stuck in his throat. At the moment when the gourd broke, his whole body, also from the middle of his eyebrows, connected the bridge of his nose and chin into a light, split into two parts and fell into a pool of blood.

Even yuan Shen, also along the light division, dissipated, did not escape in time.

Murong Hou is dead.

When he was ready to refine Luoyu, he fell under the sword of Luoyu.

There was a dead silence.

They couldn't believe it for a long time. Luo Yu fought back in the gourd and broke the enemy with one sword.

"Son!"

Lu Changlao and others were stunned for half a day, and then they cried out bitterly.

"Hou ER!"

Qin Tian suddenly stood up, staggered out of a few strides, eyes black, fell on the ground, extremely sad and fainted.

Lin Canghai limped on the seat.

The leaders of the ten major groups were as pale as ashes.

"Brother in law!"

"Brother Luo Yu!"

"Brother!"

On the other hand, the girls Yumeng and linger are just like welcoming the return of the king, jumping and jumping with excitement.

"Husband..." Qiao Xiangxue red eyes, drum powder cheek, happy and angry, just now she has prepared at all costs, untie the body seal.

After all, without her husband, the family must be guarded by someone, but she doesn't know what will happen if she breaks the seal now.

Fortunately, my husband made the green lotus sword before he came.

"Hou er..."

On the tower in the distance, Zixuan's delicate body trembles. Subconsciously, she flies over and falls in front of Murong Hou's body, looking stunned.

"Master of the palace!"

"Lord of the palace, the son was killed. Please take revenge for the son!"

Lu Changlao's men then rush over, one by one furious, beating their chests and feet, shouting that they want Zixuan to avenge Murong Hou.

"Revenge..."

Zixuan is absent-minded for a moment. Immediately, her purple eyes are covered with anger and killing intention. As soon as she releases her hand, Ziling sword suddenly comes out and angrily turns to walk away.

"The palace master is angry."

"The boy is dead!"

"Holy Son, walk slowly on the way to huangquan, and soon the palace master will kill your enemies for you, and let you die in peace."

Lu Changlao these people are full of gratification, facing Murong Hou body seriously way.

On the other side, kill the enemy. Before Luo Yu can breathe a sigh of relief, he goes back to reunite with Xiang Xue. Then he feels the murderous spirit behind him and the chill comes.

At the moment when Luo Yu turns around, the purple Ling sword in the hand of Miaoman Qianying in front of him stabs him sharply, and points at him coldly. The edge of the sword is less than one centimeter from his throat.

The whole room was quiet again.

Everyone knows the horror of this fairy. In front of Zixuan, the semi immortals such as Guyuan, who were in the period of passing through the robbery, felt deep and full of awe.

At this time, Gu Yuan and other people raised their voices. Gu Yuan was full of sweat and said: "the palace master of the nine immortals palace, with extraordinary nature and extraordinary behavior, is already an extraordinary monk. If she is angry, she will avenge for the Marquis Murong. Her royal highness is in danger."

Upstairs, Lin Canghai, who had already lost his mind, and those people in the ten major groups, once again had hope and excitement in their eyes, and were ecstatic in their hearts. They were extremely looking forward to such a thing happening.

No one knows how terrible the fairy is, but we are sure that as long as the fairy is serious, all the people here are like ants.

Luo Yu certainly knows what level Zixuan exists. It can be said that Ruyi xianjue is still cooling down. If Zixuan wants to kill herself, she really has no way.

Zixuan's anger is more terrible than that Sword Fairy gourd!

But Luo Yu is still calm, in the face of less than a centimeter away from his sword, a smile calmly: "do you really want to kill me?"

"You kill my apprentice!" Zixuan's sword pointed at him, her eyes turned red and she was gnashing her teeth. He was a wonderful fairy with superb charm, but the sword in his hand was shaking slightly.

"That's him, damn it!" Luo Yu is indifferent.

"So that's the reason why I don't want to kill you and avenge my apprentice?" Zixuan said angrily.

"Whatever you like, but I want to say that if you dare to kill me, we will be immortal enemies in the afterlife." Luo Yu calms down.

He didn't want to explain anything.

Murong Hou that Si, kill also kill.

But anyway, what happened on the wild island, he and Zixuan have a little dream, even if they are not confidants, they are friends.

Luo Yu is always generous to his friends, so even if he knows that the bottle of immortal stone bell milk was used by Zixuan on his mortal enemy, Luo Yu doesn't blame her.

But if today, Zixuan really killed herself, then the friendship will come to an end.

The afterlife is not only a stranger, but also an endless enemy.

Luo Yu didn't want to.

"Palace master, there is no need to be soft hearted to the thief."

"You are the master of the son!"

Not far away, Lu Changlao and other people are worried and indignant, calling out to put pressure on Zixuan.

"Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Zixuan's hands trembled more severely, and a trace of pain and struggle flashed in her beautiful eyes. When she grits her teeth and is ready to stab Luo Yu to death, revenge for her apprentice and extricate herself, the scenes on the wild island come to her mind, which makes her cruel.

After a long time, Zixuan suddenly retracts her sword and turns around. Like Chang'e, she flies towards the full moon in the sky, leaving behind a voice with a little whimper and pain.

"You bastard, never let me see you again!"

So Zixuan left.

I didn't even say hello to elder Lu.

Maybe at the moment, Zixuan doesn't know how to face the disciples or the corpse of her apprentice on the ground.

She needs to find a place to be alone.

"Palace master..."

Lu long old those people stay, hard to hide a face of disappointment and helplessness.

"My brother-in-law has a very special relationship with this fairy sister." In the crowd, Yumeng mutters secretly.

"When my sister flies away, she seems very sad." Ling'er said with his head tilted.

Xiangxue was so angry that she tried to say something and held back.

Luo Yu looks up at Zixuan, who is far away. Then he takes his eyes back and sweeps the people in the pavilion coldly. Finally, they fall on the Lin family.

"It's our turn."

Lin Canghai shivered, and Lin Yuan sat on the ground behind him, his trousers wet.