Chapter 268

Seeing Yan Xiruo, Luo Xiu understood that these people in white should be from White Star Valley.

Because he remembered that Yan Xiruo was a disciple of Bai Xinggu.

"Bang!"

At this time, Yan Xiruo's master, Bai Huilian, flashed around her and took off the sword she was carrying behind her.

"This is a medium level sword. I hope you can let go of our White Star Valley people."

Bai Huilian throws her sword at the middle stage of the two kings of Wu.

"Master..."

Yan Xiruo just wants to say something, but Bai Huilian stares at her, and this sword is exactly what Luo Xiu gave her.

"Is the sword important, or the lives of people like Bai Xinggu important?"

Yan Xiruo understands the master's meaning. What she cares about is not the Battle Sword itself, but because the sword was sent by Luo Xiu.

"Master, even if we give them our swords, these people may not let us go." Yan Xiruo bit his teeth and said.

Not far away, the black robed man with arms on his chest and did not start to hear this sentence, suddenly burst into laughter, "this little girl is right. It's just a medium-sized sword on the ground level. I haven't paid attention to it yet."

As he spoke, situ Xiong raised his hand to Yan Xiruo and said, "where is the White Star Valley from? I haven't heard of it. But as long as you keep this woman, I can let you go."

This speech, Yan Xiruo's pretty face suddenly turned white, and the other party's eyes were like a wolf. Obviously, if you want to leave yourself, you must have bad intentions.

Bai Xinggu's leader is Bai Huilian. When she heard the name of situ Xiong, her face changed in an instant. The secret way was bad. How could she meet this pornographic devil.

In the area of Hengyun mountains, situ Xiong is a famous devil. He practices the magic skill of picking Yin and tonifying the sun. However, all the women who have been picked and mended by him all come to a miserable end. Moreover, this demon likes beautiful women, so he probably takes a fancy to Yan Xiruo's beauty.

"Master situ, she is the disciple of Bai Xinggu who is going to send her to the holy land of the sea of clouds. Please help me." Bai Huilian said humbly and politely.

As the king of Wu, he can be called a great master in tianwu county where Bai Xinggu is located, but he is nothing in Hengyun mountain range.

Situ Xiong is an old monster at the level of Wu Jun, but his two subordinates have already made them unable to compete. I really want to start to fight. I'm afraid that everyone will die in this mountain forest in an instant.

"Well?"

Hearing these four words, situ Xiong's brow slightly frowned. He was able to roam in the Hengyun mountains for many years without being killed. Naturally, he has his survival principle. Such a huge thing as Yunhai holy land can not be offended easily.

As soon as he turned his eyes, he thought to himself that there was no one else here. As long as he killed people cleanly, he would not think that it was Si Tu Xiong who killed these people even in the holy land of cloud sea.

"What's more, if she can be accepted as a disciple by the holy land of Yunhai, it can be seen that this woman whom Laozi likes must have excellent talent and is a superior cauldron stove. After collecting and mending, she will surely be able to improve her accomplishments."

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared in the field, followed by a shrill scream.

Just now, Bai Huilian threw out the middle grade sword. A king of Wu under situ Xiong reached out and caught it. This scream came from his mouth.

I saw that he had grasped the hand of the battle sword on the ground step, and broke it with his wrist. A young man in black robe lifted his hand and took it away.

"How dare you move my sword?" A scornful voice sounded slowly, and then the black robed young man raised his hand and swept the sword light.

Poof!

With blood splashing, the black robed King Wu, who had been cut off his wrist and screamed, covered his throat. He retreated again and again. His eyes were wide, and the scream stopped abruptly.

This sword is so fast that he can't even react to his quadruple cultivation of King Wu!

With a plop, the black robed man knelt on the ground, struggling in vain for a few times, then the breath was gone.

For a moment, everyone's eyes immediately focused on the young man in black.

Do you dare to move my sword?

At the moment of hearing this sentence, Yan Xiruo trembled, staring at the man in black, because the other side was facing himself, he could not see his face clearly, but his heart was nervous.

Because she already knew who this man was, because only that person was the real owner of the sword.

Obviously, Bai Huilian also thought of this. She looked at the young man in black with some complicated eyes.

More than two months ago, they left tianwu on foot and sent Yan Xiruo to the cloud sea holy land.

The reason for not flying in the sky is that Yan Xiruo can also experience along the way.

So they don't know what kind of big event happened in tianwu country recently.

With his pupils shrinking, he gazed at the sudden appearance of the young man in black robe. The other side could kill a King Wu quadruple in an instant, which was not an ordinary person.When he noticed the fluctuation of the real yuan on the other side, situ Xiong suddenly sneered.

"Just a little generation of King Wu's five fold cultivation, with some ability, dare to lift Laozi's tiger beard, anxious to die and reincarnate?"

Luoxiu looked up at him and said calmly, "I don't know whether I am reincarnated, but you don't even have a chance to reincarnate."

When seeing Yan Xiruo's moment, the obsession from the deepest soul makes Luoxiu full of killing intention for anyone who wants to hurt her.

"Xiao Hu, kill him!" Situ Xiong snorted coldly, and then he cheered to the man who was the fifth cultivation of King Wu.

In his opinion, the reason why the man killed his subordinates was because he attacked him secretly. It was also the cultivation of King Wu. Even if his subordinates couldn't beat him, he would be able to see the depth of his attack.

"Yes

The black robed man, known as Xiao Hu, answered, and immediately gave a sharp drink. The light of Zhenyuan all over his body was in full bloom, and his figure flashed to Luo Xiu.

Yan Xiruo exclaimed, "be careful."

Luo Xiu was expressionless and indifferent. He saw the black robed man rush to his front and suddenly burst out a fist. The white light on his fist flashed with a sharp and sharp air. He was obviously the king of martial arts who practiced the gold system attribute of Zhenyuan.

Brush!

A bright sword light swept through the air, and the naked eye could not see the trace of the sword light. The black robed man's movement suddenly stopped in an instant, and then his body flew backward, spilling a large amount of blood in the air.

A sword! It's another sword. It's five times of King Wu!

After Luo Xiu, those people in White Star Valley were stunned and frightened. They had already guessed who the young man in black robe was. But he was still in the realm of alchemy more than two years ago, and now he can kill the strong man of King Wu?

The master of White Star Valley seems to be the cultivation of King Wu's five realms? Doesn't it mean that even if the valley master comes, he can't resist Luoxiu's sword?

"Who are you?"

When two of his subordinates were killed, situ Xiong's face was frozen and his expression was awe inspiring.

As a king of martial arts, he was not afraid of the other side's strength. He killed the king Wuzhong in seconds. It was also easy for him to do it.

What he is really afraid of is that such a powerful young master can not be cultivated by ordinary forces. What he fears is the power behind the other side.

"Just now, the group of people from White Star Valley said that they were going to send that woman to Yunhai holy land. Is this guy in front of us, the descendant of Yunhai holy land?" Situ Xiong's face was uncertain.

But soon, situ Xiong's heart was horizontal, "even if you are the descendant of cloud sea holy land, how about? I killed you here, and no one knows that I did it! "

A grim smile appeared on his face, and he immediately gave a roar. The whole man rose into the air, folded his palms, and a large, blazing flame was enveloped in Luoxiu.

Fearless and fearless, Luo Xiu stepped forward in the air, waving his hands, and ripples appeared in front of him, as if forming a whirlpool.

In an instant, all the flames were sucked into the whirlpool in front of him and disappeared.

His body hides and swallows Xu spirit fire, so he will not be afraid of fire attack by Zhenyuan.

"What's the trick?" Sima's ambition was startled and felt his own flame. Zhenyuan seemed to be engulfed by the other party.

"Playing with fire? I will be too! " Luoxiu sneered, and with a bang, a reddish brown flame sprang up from his body.

Feeling the majestic flame breath on his body, situ Xiong's face changed again, because he felt that the flame breath on his opponent's body seemed to be stronger than the flame Zhenyuan of his own King Wu, and this boy was only the cultivation of King Wu.

In this case, there are only two explanations. One is that the other cultivates a high-level fire skill, or the other person has mastered a powerful fire.

No matter what kind of situation, it can bring great benefits to situ Xiong, who is practicing fire system Zhenyuan. His eyes suddenly flash with deep greed.

"Die for me!"

After grabbing his hand, situ Xiong took out a red and flaming sword from the storage ring. Two flaming swords, which were more than ten feet long, chopped at Luo Xiu.

Luo Xiu still remained unchanged. Waving his sword in his hand, he directly chopped the two flame swords into pieces, and his body remained firm.

"Take me, too." Luo xiuzhan sword horizontal, the red brown flame on his body suddenly changed into a towering black flame.

A terrible breath of death spread. The sword of killing and the martial arts of death spread in all directions. Sima Xiong, on the opposite side, felt as if he was in a place of absolute death. No matter how he resisted and resisted, he would surely die.

Senro sword!

On the sword, the dark and dead flame condenses and turns into a skeleton of the dead spirit. It opens its mouth and tears the space.

On the verge of danger, situ Xiong's expression recovered a trace of clarity, broke away from the influence of martial arts on his mind. He roared, and the sword took fire all over the sky and split at the dead skeleton.Boom!

With a mouthful of blood, situ Xiong spurted out and flew out.

As soon as his figure had been stabilized, the figure of Luoxiu had already appeared in front of him.

"What a fast speed!" Sima Xiong was shocked and killed Luo Xiu in front of him with his sword.

Bang!

Two fingers clamped the sword, which made situ Xiong gape.

"Monarch level combat style?"

As soon as situ Xiong responded, a bright sword light had swept through him, and his divine sense only caught a trace of the sword light.

"You..."

Si Tu Xiong's mouth constantly gushed blood and his eyes were full of resentment and resentment.

His neck was directly pierced by a sword in Luoxiu's hand. After all, although he was a master of martial arts, he was not practicing martial arts, and his body could not resist the attack of the medium level battle sword.

Luo Xiu's face is expressionless. For him today, he doesn't even need to use his base cards in the early stage of killing a king of martial arts. Relying on the king level battle style, plus the 24 times power of Xuantian, and without the five element rule and black xuanzhu, he also has the combat power comparable to that of Wu Jun.

With a grasp, a real yuan broke through situ Xiong's elixir field and photographed a round golden elixir.

His head fell down and his breath was gone.

All the people in White Star Valley were stunned and even stopped breathing.

If it is said that before Luoxiu killed two King Wu, they were shocked incomparably, then he killed an old Wujun monster, which is already beyond the description of words.

How old is he? A less than 20-year-old Wu Jun?

However, Luoxiu has no interest in explaining to these people. He steps over and hands the sword to Yan Xiruo.

Yan Xiruo blushed, "this sword is yours."

"I've given it to you, so it's yours." Roche said with a smile.

I do not know why, every time face Yan Xiruo, will let him have a kind of want to close to her feeling.

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