Chapter 198

Luoxiu was dumbfounded. It was a common thing for Wu Xiu to fight against each other.

If you want to kill others and rob each other's treasure resources, you must have the consciousness of being killed and taking away the precious resources.

When you find that you can't beat each other, you want to beg for mercy, hoping that the other side can let go of yourself. How can there be so many good things in the world?

For this kind of person, Luoxiu is too lazy to say a lot of nonsense.

"Boom

A flame was burning and rising. The old man in black, who was oppressed by the momentum of Yan yue'er, instantly turned into a torch and howled in the fire. In a short time, it became a piece of ashes and no bones survived.

Seeing this scene, Tao Qingyun's face was more frightened. But before he said more nonsense like begging for mercy, Luoxiu had already thrown out a black flame.

Luo Xiu's dead flame of the nether world melts into the spirit fire of swallowing emptiness. In the blink of an eye, Tao Qingyun's body is burned into nothingness, and there is no ash left.

But at the moment of Tao Qingyun's death, a flash of light flew out of his body and disappeared without a trace.

Luo Xiu secretly said something bad. It is obvious that there is a ban in Tao Qingyun's body. Once he is killed, he will be known by the strong man of Zifu palace. Even the master of Zifu palace, who is in the four realms of Wu Jun, already knows that his son has been killed.

When Tao Zuojun died, there was no such situation. It was because the mysterious and secluded place was isolated from the outside world. However, the small world of this cave was different, because the master of purple mansion was also here.

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At the foot of Heijin mountain, the body of Zifu palace master suddenly trembles, and a fierce killing intention spreads all over his body.

All the martial princes nearby all looked at him, and the Purple Palace master's face was gloomy to the extreme.

"Purple Palace master, what's the matter?" Yuan Chengwu asked with a frown.

"One of the sons of this house has been killed." Purple Palace Master said gloomily.

Although he has many children, there are not many outstanding ones among them. Every child who has been granted the status of little master by him is the backbone of Zifu palace in the future. His purpose of creating so many children is to make the inheritance of Zifu palace immortal.

He is a powerful and powerful man. How dare someone kill his son under his own eyes?

All the martial princes present all looked at each other, and it was not clear whether the people under their hands killed the young master of Zifu palace.

"Do you know who did it?" Fan Taide asked casually.

The master of Zifu palace is angry, but fan Taide is a sixth level alchemy master. He is not too offended, so he shakes his head, "if this palace knows, it will not be so angry."

My son was killed, but I don't know who he is. I only know where he died. But now I can't go to investigate.

"Master Wan, go to this area and see what's going on."

The master of Zifu Palace said to an old man around him that the old man was the elder of Wujun in Zifu palace. He was named Wan Liancheng and had the cultivation of the dual realm of Wu Jun.

He himself, however, will continue to stay here and explore the palace at the top of the black gold mountain.

"Yes

Without any hesitation, the elder Wan answered, and immediately started his body method. He quickly left Heijin mountain and went to the place pointed out by the leader of purple mansion.

The arrangement made by the leader of Zifu palace made all the powerful masters of other forces frown, because all those who explored and experienced in the small world of the cave were people below the king of Wu of all forces. A strong man of Zifu palace was inserted into it. If you attack the King Wu of other forces, no one would be able to resist it.

At the thought of this, all the martial princes thought of one person, that is Tianfeng Wujun, because among the 20 strong military monarchs, she was the only one who did not come with the others.

The scope of this small world is not too large. It took only a quarter of an hour to get to the place where Tao Qingyun was killed at the speed of a strong man at the level of Wu Jun.

The powerful divine consciousness spread and covered the area of nearly 1000 meters. Wan Liancheng saw a piece of ashes not far away.

"It's not the monster here, but other martial arts practices, and I'm a strong man at the level of Wu Jun!"

Wan Liancheng's face became gloomy, because he was sensitive to the residual breath of Wu Jun in the air around him.

There were only 20 strong men who entered the small world of the cave. Nineteen of them stayed at the foot of the black gold mountain. Only one Tianfeng Wu Jun didn't follow. It's obvious who the murderer is!

Wan Liancheng takes out the voice box and tells the leader of the Purple Palace his guess.

The response of Zifu palace master is very simple, only one word, "kill!"

Wan Liancheng didn't have any doubts about the imperial master's order. He put away his voice box and immediately disappeared in his place.

The divine sense of the strong man at the level of Wu Jun is always in the state of release. Once there is a breath of human warrior in the divine consciousness, Wan Liancheng will rush to him instantly. As long as the opponent is not a disciple of Zifu palace, he will kill him directly.Before long, more than a dozen martial arts practitioners had died in his hands, including some experts from the fan family's royal family, xuanyangzong and changhemen.

In Zifu palace, Wan Liancheng is a knife in the hands of the master of Zifu palace. He has absolute incomparable loyalty to the clan. He is ruthless and ruthless.

In this way, when searching for the fourteenth person, Wan Liancheng locked two of them with some abnormal real element breath.

"Someone's coming. It's fast!"

Hundreds of meters away, Luo Xiu's face changed slightly. In his perception of life, a strong and majestic breath of life was speeding towards him and Yan yue'er at a high speed.

According to the speed of the other party, it only takes a few breaths to get there.

"A king of martial arts, not weaker than me!"

Yan yue'er also sensed the other party's breath, and her expression was slightly dignified.

Soon, a middle-aged man wearing a purple shirt appeared in the two people's line of sight.

The other party was from Zifu palace. Undoubtedly, he came to trace the cause of Tao Qingyun's death.

"Tianfeng Wujun, do you think you can hide from me if you suppress your breath at Jiuchong of refining God?"

As fast as lightning.

In his hand, he carried a short sword stained with blood. Before finding Luo Xiu and Yan yue'er, more than a dozen other forces of Wu Xiu died in his hands.

"Ten thousand butchers?"

When Luo Xiu saw this man, he felt awe inspiring. He was a strong man who practiced the way of killing. There were countless martial arts masters who died in his hands.

His whole body of killing intention, far more than Luoxiu's murderous spirit is more than dozens of times, I don't know how many experts have to kill in order to condense out.

A purple shirt, all over the blood, Wan Liancheng's face is covered with a grim smile of killing.

This man has a nickname, known as "wanrentu". After practicing for more than 1300 years, more than 10000 people have died in the hands of Wan Liancheng.

The same is the dual realm of Wu Jun, but the momentum of Yan yue'er is much weaker than that of Wan Liancheng.

In terms of individual combat power, even the original xuanyang elder was not the opponent of the ten thousand butchers.

More than 300 years ago, the death of Yan Yueer's parents led to the death of this 10000 person butcher. If Zifu palace was not afraid of the sixth level alchemy master of the fan family's royal family, the whole Yan family might have been slaughtered by 10000 people more than 300 years ago.

Without any more words, Wan Liancheng has already started directly. With a wave of his bloody dagger in the air, a large blood red substance of murderous spirit pours out and turns into a blood red whirlpool on the top of Yan Yueer's head.

"Phoenix flying in the sky!"

Yan yue'er takes out the flame battle gun, and the flames appear out of thin air. They turn into spears and plunge into the blood whirlpool to smash them.

However, their accomplishments are similar, but there is a big gap in strength. Wan Liancheng lifts his hand, and a bloody murderous sword Gang cuts towards Yan yue'er.

In the blood colored sword Gang, there is a majestic sense of killing, which impacts the soul's understanding of the sea. Even if Yan yue'er practices soul refining skills, she is also affected by this terrible killing intention, and her face turns pale.

Just one face-to-face, she was suppressed by Wan Liancheng. She was afraid that she would be defeated after a few moves. She was not his opponent at all.

"Roche, you go first!"

Yan yue'er cried out. She knew that she was not wan Liancheng's opponent. She only hoped that she could resist each other for a moment, so that Luoxiu could retreat safely.

"How could I have left you here alone."

Luo Xiu grabs it, and tongxuan tiger tooth sword falls into his hand. The martial intention of killing the sword and the martial intention of death erupt together. The true yuan movement of life and death turns to the extreme.

"Senro sword of death!"

Xuantian changed its strength by 24 times, and combined with the power of the king level battle body, Luoxiu split it with one sword, and the terrible breath of death spread. The turbulent dark dead flame turned into a huge skeleton and bit Wan Liancheng.

"Nine grades of martial arts?"

Wan Liancheng's face changed a little. What surprised him most was not the nine grade martial arts skills of Luoxiu, but the momentum that broke out in him at the moment. This kind of momentum was almost comparable to that of the strong man in the later period of King Wu.

But his own cultivation, but only refining nine.

How could a Wuzong, who was refining the spirit of jiuzhong, break out the momentum comparable to the later period of King Wu?

Although Wan Liancheng didn't pay attention to this kind of attack, he didn't dare to be hit directly. So he had to take back the sword that cleaved to Yan yue'er, and the bloody sword Gang blasted at the huge black flame skull.

Boom!

The space around is extremely distorted. The black flame skull is instantly split by the bloody sword Gang, and the black sparks are splashing and shooting.

The bloody sword Gang just stopped for a moment, then suddenly turned into a streamer and chopped at Luoxiu.

"Be careful!" Yan yue'er looks pale. The attack of the strong man of Wu Jun is no joke. She doesn't think that Luoxiu can resist it.

Poof!With a burst of blood light, Luoxiu's body flew backward and hit a rock with a big mouth of blood gushing out of his mouth.

At the critical moment, he avoided the crucial point and was cut by the bloody sword Gang on the right half of the body. A huge wound extended from the shoulder to the thigh, dripping with blood and stained with black robe.

"Cough The strong one is really powerful. "

At this moment, Luo Xiu really understood how lucky he was to be able to hurt the xuanyang elder. Without any external factors, he could not resist the random attack of the strong man of Wu Jun level.

Maybe he can resist this blow by exerting the seals of life and death of the heaven, but he needs at least two breathing time to make the seal, and in these two breathing times, the other party can kill himself countless times.

"Is it the flesh body of King level battle body?"

Wan Liancheng frowned, and seemed very dissatisfied with his failure to kill a simple God with one sword.

Yan yue'er sees that Luo Xiu is only injured and has no life worries. She feels a little relieved, but her expression is tense.

Boom!

A more scorching flame is blooming on the body of Yan yue'er.

The momentum of her body in this short moment, soared a section, behind her, a spread of wings of fire phoenix spread out the mysterious ancient atmosphere.

"Burning blood essence?"

Wan Liancheng's pupil shrank. "No, this breath is not right. Is the rumor true?"

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