With Donghe River and Taolai leading the road, Luoxiu can easily find the old nest of Donghe nationality.

From Luoxiu, who crushed the war ship of Donghe nationality, arrived at the old nest of Donghe nationality, and then waved a sword Qi with his hand, and split the gate of Donghe nationality. Even the people of Donghe nationality even just responded.

Donghe ethnic group is very big, as a party power in the great and divine state, it is comparable to zongmen.

When! When! When

The alarm bell rang, which means that there are strong enemies.

The strong of Donghe people also immediately responded. According to the news from the gate, it seems that there are only two strong enemies who have committed them?

"It's the little Lord and a strange young monk."

"East and Jiangtao?"

Several elders of Donghe family frowned. They all knew that Donghe and Changhong had been ordered to capture Donghe and Jiangtao. As a result, Donghe and Jiangtao have come to the door with people. What about Donghe and Changhong?

"It seems that there is a problem with the traitor Donghe Jiangtao. He has no courage to run to Donghe to make trouble. Then the so-called young monk is his back on the mountain?"

A senior prince who sat in the town of the family rose slowly. He was the East and Tianhe, one of the few strong people in the East and the ethnic group.

"There is a senior Prince sitting here, and anyone who comes is searching for death." "Donghe family elders laughed and said, not worried at all.

Then.

Surrounded by the elders, the East and Tianhe were swept up as light and ran towards the gate of Donghe.

At the same time.

It's at the gate of the Donghe family.

The grand gate, which represents the face of a family, has been shattered.

Luo Xiu stood with his hands on his back and his eyes were indifferent. On the opposite side of him, many monks of Donghe nationality gathered together, killing the spirit and being calm.

Donghe and Jiangtao stand behind Luoxiu. It is absolutely impossible to say that they are not nervous. After all, he used to be the little Lord of Donghe family, and he knew the strength of Donghe nationality. Although the real Martial emperor was famous for his reputation, he had to shake the whole Donghe nationality with his own strength, which ultimately made him feel the bottom of his heart.

"A bunch of local chicken dogs want to stop me?"

Rousseau hummed coldly and walked forward.

"Kill!"

With a big drink, many monks of Donghe ethnic group took hand in succession, some people showed their magic skills, some people offered the magic weapon of Shenbing, and various attacks spread out the sky, and the bright lights were crisscross.

Facing the hand of these people, Luo Xiu only raised a finger, and his fingers burst out the golden sword spirit gathered in the real martial road. Under the support of the majestic cultivation, the golden sword light tore the void, smashed everything, and was irresistible and destroyed.

"Ah!..."

With some sad calls, ten monks of Donghe nationality were killed by the golden sword spirit and burned.

But Luo Xiu's hand has no slightest attention. His fingers are continuously pointed, and a golden sword is constantly horizontal and horizontal. As long as it is the person locked by his divine perception, no one can escape the fate of being cut out into dust.

Although the Donghe people also carried out numerous attacks, they could not hurt Luo Xiufen. Before they were near, they were blocked by the golden light curtain, which was like the inviolation of the ten thousand methods.

"It's too strong." East and Jiangtao looked at this scene behind, and their hearts were terrified to the extreme.

With the increasing number of people who were killed by Luo Xiu, the remaining monks of Donghe ethnic group began to be scared. Because they were attacked desperately, they could not hurt each other. The sword spirit that the other party showed with his hand could easily kill tens of people. Such enemies were almost impossible to understand!

When the East and Tianhe and the elders came.

And he had killed hundreds of the eastern and ethnic monks with the a flick of the his finger.

Seeing the moment of Luo Xiu, the old eyes of the East and Tianhe could not help but shrink. "What are you really?"

Facing the questions of East and Tianhe.

But he didn't pay attention to it. His fingers were blowing up a sword.

"Hum!"

Donghe and Tianhe drink cold, palm finger pinched a magic, the body burst out a divine light, a clang, the golden sword air smashed in the air.

Although he broke the other's sword.

But the old eyes of Donghe and Tianhe have become more dignified, because only he understands that he seems to have easily broken the sword spirit of the other party, but a strong anti shock force makes him not easy to bear.

Most amazing is that the other party just pops up a sword Qi with his hand. It is not really a serious hand. So the sword Qi played has such a power. So how powerful should the real power of this person be?

There is no doubt.

This is a strong man with too early circumstances, which seems young and unpredictable.

"It's a little bit of a means to break my sword."

Only then did rousseu's eyes fall on the East and the Tianhe.

Although he is only a sword spirit that pops up with his hand, Luo Xiu's cultivation has been promoted to the middle of Taiji after all. Even the small means he has used with him is not the ordinary too beginning to resist.However, this Donghe Tianhe could smash his sword spirit. From this point, we can see that the Taishang elder of Donghe nationality has reached the middle stage of taishijing at least.

If you change to an ordinary taishijing, even if it can block his sword Qi, it will hurt itself.

"East and Tianhe?"

Luo Xiu spoke faintly, and naturally learned a lot from Donghe Jiangtao about some masters of Donghe clan.

"Yes, I don't know who you are. Why do you want to fight against our Donghe clan?" When Dong and Tianhe speak in a deep voice, they also hold their fists and salute Luo Xiuxing, showing respect for the strong.

"My name is Luoxiu." Luo Xiu said lightly.

Roche?

East and Tianhe frown, because he has never heard of such a person.

Zhenwu Tianjun must have heard of Luo Zhenwu. He has also heard of Luo Zhenwu, but few people know the name Luoxiu.

And Luoxiu didn't say much nonsense. He didn't use one finger this time. Instead, his fingers were like a sword.

Whew!

He made a stroke across the sky with his sword finger. The light of a sword was as bright as a column. In an instant, it was as if the heaven and earth were cut open, and all kinds of methods were extinguished.

Donghe Tianhe's eyes are condensed to the extreme, and his accomplishments are also running to the limit. His hands are playing the Dharma formula with the fastest speed, and countless divine lights fly out of his body.

Boom!

The sword light fell, and the terrible aftershock spread, directly destroying dozens of buildings around. Some monks of Donghe clan were affected by the afterwave before they could react, and their bodies turned into dust.

When everything is calming down.

At the moment, there are very few people still standing in the field, less than ten.

East and Tianhe can still stand, but the body is constantly splashing blood, the ground under his feet dyed red, forming a pool of blood.

"You are..."

At this moment, Donghe and Tianhe thought of a man, but he could not say the name. His body fell into a pool of blood with a bang, and his vitality was completely destroyed.

In the present state of Luoxiu, taishijing is no longer qualified to be his opponent. In the middle of taishijing, which used to be defeated by some means, it can be easily killed by every move.

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