Martial Dao Great Emperor

Luo Xiu laughed dumbly. Fighting and fighting were common among martial cultivators.

If you want to kill others and rob them of their treasures and resources, you must be prepared to be killed by others and rob them of their treasures and resources.

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

Luo Xiu didn't even bother to say anything nonsense to this kind of person.

"boom!"

A ball of flames burned and rose, and the old man in black, who was suppressed by Yan Yue'er's momentum and could not move, instantly turned into a torch, howling and screaming in the fire. In just a few moments, he turned into ashes, with no bones left. .

When Tao Qingyun saw this scene, his face suddenly became even more frightened, but before he could say any more nonsense like begging for mercy or threats, Luo Xiu had already thrown out a ball of black flames.

Luo Xiu's Netherworld Death Flame blended into the Void-Swallowing Spiritual Fire, burning Tao Qingyun's body into nothingness in the blink of an eye, leaving not even ashes behind.

But at the moment Tao Qingyun died, a ray of light flew out of his body, passed by in a flash, and disappeared without a trace.

Luo Xiu secretly thought that something was wrong. It was obvious that there was a restriction in Tao Qingyun's body. Once he was killed, the powerful people in Zifu Palace would know about it. Even the master of Zifu Palace who was at the fourth level of Martial Lord was already at this moment. Knowing that his son was killed.

This situation did not happen when Tao Zuojun died because the Xuanyou Secret Realm was isolated from the outside world, but this small world of the cave was different because the Lord of the Zifu Palace was also here.

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At the foot of the black gold mountain peak, the figure of the Palace Master of the Purple Mansion suddenly trembled, and a fierce murderous intention spread around him.

All the Martial Lords next to him glanced at him, and saw that the face of the Palace Master of Zi Mansion was extremely gloomy.

"Palace Master Zifu, what's wrong?" Lord Yuan Chengwu asked with a frown.

"One of my sons was killed." The Palace Master of Zi Mansion said gloomily.

Although he has many children, there are not many outstanding ones among them. Every child who is given the status of young master by him will be the backbone of the Zifu Palace in the future. His purpose of creating so many children is In order to make the inheritance of Zifu Palace immortal forever.

He is a powerful martial artist, but someone actually dares to kill his son under his nose?

All the Martial Lords present looked at each other, not knowing whether one of their own men had killed the young master of Zifu Palace.

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

The Palace Master of Zi Mansion was furious, but Fan Taide was a sixth-level alchemy master, so he didn't want to be too offended, so he shook his head, "If I knew, I wouldn't be so angry."

His son was killed, but he didn't know who it was. He only knew where he died, but he couldn't go there to investigate now.

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

The master of the Zifu Palace said to an old man beside him. This old man was the elder Wujun of the Zifu Palace. His name was Wan Liancheng, and he had the cultivation of the second level of the Wujun.

And he himself will continue to stay here and explore the palace on the top of this black gold mountain.

"yes!"

Elder Wan responded without any hesitation, immediately spread out his body skills, quickly left the Black Gold Mountain Peak, and rushed towards the place pointed out by the Master of the Purple Mansion.

This arrangement made by the master of the Zifu Palace made all the powerful Martial Lords from other forces frown, because those who explored and experienced in this small world of cave mansion were all people below the Martial Lord from all the forces. Zifu Palace If a strong Martial King intervenes, if he attacks the Martial King of other forces, no one will be able to withstand it.

Thinking of this, all the Martial Lords suddenly thought of one person, that is Martial Lord Tianfeng, because among the twenty powerful Martial Lords, she was the only one who did not come with everyone.

The scope of this small world is not too large. With the speed of a strong warrior at the Wujun level, it only took a quarter of an hour to arrive at the place where Tao Qingyun was killed.

The powerful spiritual consciousness spread, covering an area close to a thousand meters, and Wan Liancheng saw a piece of ashes not far away.

"It's not the monster here, it's the work of other martial arts cultivators, and he's also a Martial Lord-level expert!"

Wan Liancheng's face darkened because he keenly sensed a trace of Wu Jun's aura remaining in the air around him.

There were only twenty powerful Martial Lords who entered the small world of Dongfu. Nineteen of them stayed at the foot of the Black Gold Peak. Only one Tianfeng Martial Lord did not follow. It was obvious who the murderer was!

Wan Liancheng took out the sound transmission box and told the Palace Master of Zifu his guess.

The response from the Palace Master of Zi Mansion was also very simple, with only one word, "Kill!"

Wan Liancheng did not have any doubts about the palace master's order. He put away the sound transmission box and disappeared in a flash.

The spiritual consciousness of a warrior-level warrior is always in a state of release. Once the aura of a human warrior appears in his spiritual consciousness, Wanlian will rush over instantly. As long as the opponent is not a disciple of Zifu Palace, he will directly kill him.

Not long after, more than a dozen martial arts cultivators died in his hands, including masters from the Fan family royal family, Xuanyang Sect and Changhe Sect.

In the Zifu Palace, Wan Liancheng is a sword in the hands of the Lord of the Zifu Palace. He has absolute loyalty to the sect, and is ruthless in his killing methods.

In this way, when searching for the fourteenth person, Wan Liancheng locked on two somewhat abnormal true energy auras.

"Someone is coming, very fast!"

Hundreds of meters away, Luo Xiu's expression changed slightly. In his sense of life, a strong and majestic breath of life was rushing towards where he and Yan Yue'er were at a very fast speed.

According to the opponent's speed, it only takes a few breaths to reach him.

"He is a martial lord, not weaker than me!"

Yan Yue'er also sensed the other party's aura, and her expression became slightly solemn.

Soon, a middle-aged man wearing a purple shirt appeared in their sight.

The other party was from Zifu Palace, and there was no doubt that he came here to trace the cause of Tao Qingyun's death.

"Martial Lord Tianfeng, do you think you can hide it from me by suppressing your breath at the ninth level of God Refining?"

Wan Liancheng seemed to be walking on the wind, as fast as a purple lightning.

He was holding a blood-stained dagger in his hand. Before he found Luo Xiu and Yan Yue'er, more than a dozen martial arts cultivators from other forces had died in his hands.

"A massacre of ten thousand people?"

When Luo Xiu saw this man, he felt awe-struck. He was a strong man who practiced the art of killing, and countless martial arts masters had died at his hands.

His murderous intent was dozens of times greater than Luo Xiu's. He had to kill many masters to gather it.

Wearing a purple shirt and covered in blood, Wan Liancheng had a murderous smile on his face.

This person has a nickname, known as "Ten Thousand Slayers". He has practiced for more than 1,300 years, and the number of people who have died at the hands of Wan Liancheng has already exceeded 10,000.

He was also at the second level of Wu Jun, but Yan Yue'er's aura was much weaker than Wan Liancheng's.

In terms of individual combat power, even the original Elder Xuanyang was no match for the massacre.

More than three hundred years ago, the death of Yan Yue'er's parents included the shadow of this massacre. If Zifu Palace was not still a little afraid of the sixth-level alchemy master of the Fan family royal family, the entire Yan family might have been killed as early as More than three hundred years ago, it was massacred by thousands of people.

Needless to say, Wan Liancheng took action directly. He waved the blood-red dagger in his hand, and a large mass of blood-red murderous intent surged out, turning into a blood-red vortex above Yan Yue'er's head.

"Fire phoenix flying into the sky!"

Yan Yue'er took out the flame war spear, and flames appeared out of thin air, turning into spear light and striking into the bloody whirlpool, trying to smash it into pieces.

However, although their cultivation levels were similar, there was a big gap in their strength. Wan Liancheng raised his hand and slashed towards Yan Yue'er with a blood-red murderous sword.

The bloody sword was condensed with majestic murderous intent, which impacted the sea of ​​soul consciousness. Even though Yan Yue'er practiced soul refining techniques, she was affected by this terrible murderous intent, and her face turned slightly pale.

After just one confrontation, she was suppressed by Wan Liancheng. She was afraid that she would be defeated in just a few moves and would be no match for him.

"Luo Xiu, you go first!"

Yan Yue'er shouted loudly. She knew very well that she was not Wan Liancheng's opponent. She just hoped that she could resist the opponent for a while longer so that Luo Xiu could retreat safely.

"How could I leave you here alone."

Luo Xiu stretched out his hand to grab it, and the Tongxuan Tiger Tooth Sword fell into his hand. The sword-killing intent and the martial intent of death erupted simultaneously, and the true energy of life and death was operating to the extreme.

"Sen Luo Death Sword!"

Xuantian transformed twenty-four times the power, coupled with the power of the king-level battle body, Luo Xiu slashed out with a sword, the terrifying breath of death spread, the surging netherworld death flames turned into a huge skull, tearing towards Wanliancheng Bite through.

"Ninth-level martial arts?"

Wan Liancheng's expression changed slightly. What surprised him most was not the ninth-level martial arts that Luo Xiu displayed, but the aura that exploded from his body at this moment. This level of aura was almost comparable to the strong men in the later period of King Wu.

But his own cultivation level is only at the ninth level of God Refining.

How could a Martial Sect at the ninth level of God Refining possibly erupt with an aura comparable to that of the Martial King in the later stages?

Although Wan Liancheng didn't take this level of attack seriously, he didn't dare to be hit directly like this, so he had no choice but to withdraw the sword that struck Yan Yue'er, and used the bloody sword to hit the huge black sword. Flaming skull.

boom!

The surrounding space was extremely distorted, and the black flame skull was instantly split into pieces by the bloody sword, and black sparks flew into the air.

The bloody sword only stagnated for a moment, and then suddenly turned into a stream of light and slashed towards Luo Xiu.

"Be careful!" Yan Yue'er's beautiful face turned pale. Wu Jun's strong attack was no child's play. She didn't think Luo Xiu could withstand it.

puff!

A burst of blood spattered, and Luo Xiu's body flew backwards, hitting a rock hard, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

At the critical moment, he avoided the vital point and was struck by the bloody sword in the right half of his body. A huge wound extended from the shoulder to the thigh, dripping with blood and staining the black robe.

"Ahem... Wu Jun is indeed powerful."

At this moment, Luo Xiu truly understood how lucky he was to be able to hurt Elder Xuanyang in the first place. Without the influence of any external factors, he could not withstand a casual blow from a strong man at the Wujun level.

Maybe he can resist this blow by using the Seal of Life and Death, but if he wants to use this seal, it will take at least two breaths to form the seal, and during these two breaths, the opponent can Killed myself countless times.

"It's actually the body of a king-level warrior?"

Wan Liancheng frowned, seeming dissatisfied that he failed to kill a mere refining god with one sword.

Yan Yue'er breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Luo Xiu was only injured and not in danger of life, but her expression became tense.

boom!

An even hotter flame bloomed on Yan Yue'er's body.

The aura on her body surged in this short moment, and behind her, a fire phoenix spreading its wings spread out a mysterious and ancient aura.

"Burning essence and blood?"

Wan Liancheng's pupils shrank, "No, there's something wrong with this aura. Are the rumors true?..."