Martial Dao Great Emperor

"Bang!"

Mars splashed in all directions, a strong and horizontal shock, so that Luoxiu back several steps.

The opponent's internal skill is at least five grades. With the suppression of cultivation, Luoxiu is not an opponent at all.

Moreover, the white robed youth's swordsmanship is also very good, Dacheng is close to perfection, and Luoxiu has no chance to hurt him.

"Die! Sirius howls at the moon

A roar came from the mouth of the young man in white robe, and the brilliant light of the sword was chopped, which made him feel like a Sirius.

Obviously, the young man in white robe is a kind of sword skill of more than five grades!

"Thunder nine swords!"

Luoxiu resisted with all his strength. His sword was reaching the limit, and the air was rippling.

When the two swords collided, Luoxiu's body quickly retreated. The mouth of the tiger was torn apart by the shock, and the blood flowed out.

"Well? Can you resist my Sirius roaring moon? " The white robed youth frowned, and was not satisfied that his own sword only cracked Luoxiu's mouth.

He is a martial artist in the seven levels of Qihai. His true Qi is close to the essence. Sirius Xiaoyue is a five level martial arts skill. Many martial artists in the same realm are not their opponents.

"If you don't die, you may be able to occupy a place in the xiaoyaomen someday. Unfortunately, you will die in my hands. You can only blame you for offending those who should not have offended!" The white robed youth's sword was raised horizontally and killed again.

"Boom

Luoxiu turned the true Qi to the extreme, the life and death wheels of the heaven in the Dantian whirled rapidly, and the black flame rose on the body surface.

"The power of fire? How could that be possible? " Seeing the black flame on Luo Xiu's body, the young man in white suddenly changed his face.

"Thunder nine swords!"

At this time, Luoxiu used his sword technique with the blessing of black flame of death. The sword was roaring, and the horrible and horrible breath of death spread.

"Bang!"

The swords in their hands collided again. This time, Luoxiu was not shaken back. With the power of the black flame of death, he resisted the impact of each other's true Qi.

The white robed youth's eyes showed a shock, "Qihai realm has actually mastered the power of attributes..."

However, he soon calmed down and sneered again. "Even if you master the power of attributes, but your cultivation is too low, you will die in my hands."

"Dragon and tiger fist!"

Luo Xiu clenched his left hand and hit the fierce tiger style of dragon and tiger fist. The black flame of death condensed and blew into the face of the white robed youth.

"Open the mountain palm!"

The white robed youth showed disdain at the corners of his mouth, and then he displayed a four grade palm technique. The true Qi and light gathered together and wanted to break Luo Xiu's fist.

"Bang!"

When the fist and palm collided, Luo Xiu's body shook and retreated, but in his heart, he sneered. The life vein of the opponent's left hand had been damaged by him.

"Ah

The white robed youth screamed, his face was pale with pain, and his left hand was full of sharp pain. His muscles and bones were broken, and a hot breath was burning his flesh and blood. The pain was unbearable.

"How could that be possible? Even if he has mastered the power of attributes, his true Qi is not as strong as I am. If I beat him back clearly, why would I be hurt instead? " The young man in white could not understand what was going on.

However, Luoxiu would not give him any chance to think. The shadow sword was like black lightning, killing his opponent.

The white robed youth quickly waved his sword to resist, but because his left hand was injured and could not be used, his strength was affected. Although he could not be suppressed by Luoxiu, it was almost impossible to kill him.

"Dragon style!"

Luo Xiu grabs a tiny flaw in the other side, and his left hand condenses the black flame of death again, and bombards the white robed youth.

"Damned bastard!"

The young man in white robe was very angry. His left hand was hurt and could not resist it. The sword in his hand was restrained by Luoxiu, so he had to withdraw to avoid Luoxiu's blow.

But when he retreated, he was taken advantage of by Luoxiu.

"It's over!"

The cold light flashed in Luoxiu's eyes, and the black shadow sword flashed by. It slashed the wrist of the young man in white robe and splashed blood.

"Ah

The white robed youth screamed again. The sword in his hand fell off, and a sharp sword light resisted his eyebrows.

At this moment, the white robed youth fell into an ice cave.

He was surprised and angry when he was defeated by a guy who had just entered the sea of Qi.

However, the threat of death was close at hand, and he did not dare to act rashly.

"Who sent you to kill me?" Roche asked coldly.

"I tell you, will you let me go?" The young man in white stares at roshu. "If you promise not to kill me, I will tell you."

"You're not qualified to talk to me." Luo Xiu drank coldly, and the tip of his sword was half an inch forward, puncturing the skin on the brow of the young man in white robe, and the blood oozed out.

The sharp pain in the center of his eyebrows made the young man in white change his face. If he didn't say so, he was sure that Luoxiu would kill himself.Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and said, "three of our brothers came to Qingyun city to kill you at the command of master. My master is Zhang Luliang, the deacon of Xiaoyao gate."

"Zhang Luliang?" Luo Xiu in the eye of Li mang twinkles, "Zhang Luliang is the ancestor of Zhangjia, the Deacon outside the gate of Xiaoyao."

Obviously, Zhang Lvliang hated himself because of the death of Zhang Shaoxiong, the leader of the family. He did not dare to offend the master of Qingyun hall, so he sent his disciples to Qingyun city to find an opportunity to get rid of him.

"I've told you, you..." The young man in white hoped that Luoxiu could let go of his life.

However, before he said his words of begging for mercy, his eyebrows were pierced by the shadow sword, and his breath was gone, and he fell to the ground.

Luo Xiu's face was very cold. The three young elder martial brothers in white robes came to kill themselves, but they failed to kill themselves. Instead, they hoped that he would show mercy. How could there be such a good thing in the world?

For Luoxiu, he has his own principles. He doesn't take the initiative to provoke others or kill innocent people casually. However, if someone wants to kill himself, he will never show mercy or care about your identity.

With the sword in the sheath, Luo Xiu began to collect the treasures of the three men and become the disciples of Zhang Luliang, the deacon of the outer gate. These three were obviously the outer disciples of the Xiaoyao sect.

Every year, there will be a group of qihaiwu people who are no more than 18 years old in Yunlong County. However, only three people can get access to the outer gate. It can be seen that those who can be absorbed by the xiaoyaomen are all talents in the world.

However, there are also different levels of genius. For example, the two Qihai wuchong killed by Luoxiu before are of average strength. If the white robed youth did not rely on the means of damaging the life vein and the black flame of death, Luoxiu would never have been his opponent.

On the three men, Luo Xiu found three identification tokens of the disciples of the outer gate. In addition, they all had storage devices, two wristbands and a ring. There were many yuan Qi stones and pills in them.

The storage ring was obtained from the young man in white robe. The space inside was much larger than that of Luoxiu's own storage wrist guard. It should be a treasure refined by the third order array mage.

And the weapons they used. The two Qi Hai Wu's important weapons are the inferior soldiers of the human level, while the war sword of the young people in white robes is the middle grade of the human level, with a value of at least 1000 yuan Qi stones.

"Roar!"

All of a sudden, an earth shaking animal roar reverberated in the mountains and forests, which made Luo Xiuzhi feel his eardrum buzzing and his blood in his body vibrated.

"It's just a roar of a beast. It's a monster of three levels or above at least."

Luo Xiu's face changed slightly. This is Baqi mountain, which is full of dangers. The bloody smell can easily attract the powerful monsters nearby.

He did not dare to stay. Within the scope of his life perception, a strong breath of monster appeared. He quickly applied his body method and left here quickly.

After a long time, Luoxiu appeared beside a stream, drank some water in his hand and washed his face.

Thinking of the three people he had killed before, Luoxiu's face suddenly covered with frost.

"Zhang Lvliang sent three disciples to kill me. If they didn't go back all the time, he would have doubts. When I joined the xiaoyaomen, I would certainly have a lot of trouble."

As for the ancestor of the Zhangjia family, the master of Qingyun hall also told Luo Xiu that he was a martial arts master with nine levels. One finger could easily crush him to death.

Luoxiu is very clear that even if he can damage the vein of life and jump the level of challenge, but if his strength exceeds his opponent too much, this ability will not work, because the stronger the warrior, the stronger the context of life will become, and it is difficult to damage it.

With his brow locked, Luo Xiu also considered not to take the entrance examination. However, if he did not have the status of a disciple of Xiaoyao sect, he would have no status in Yunlong County. At that time, if the old ancestor of Zhangjia wanted to deal with himself, he would be even more unscrupulous.

"Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, I can only be brave enough to lean towards the tiger mountain." After consideration, Luo Xiu decided to attend the entrance examination.

The master of Qingyun Hall said that as long as he can become a disciple of the outside world, although the ancestor of Zhangjia has the power, he does not dare to do anything about him. If he performs well and is trained emphatically, his status will even be higher than that of his ancestor.

As for his parents, the master of Qingyun hall also promised that as long as they were in Qingyun City, they would protect their safety, so that Luoxiu could have no worries.

"Hum!"

Just then, Luoxiu felt a slight tremor from the shadow sword behind him.

"What's going on?"

Luo Xiu was slightly surprised and pulled out the shadow sword with a clang sound. He saw the position where the handle of the sword was linked to the body of the sword. The word "dark" was engraved on it. The sword trembled slightly. It seemed that there was a call from afar.

"A sense of call?"

Luo Xiu frowned and looked at a direction in the distance. He felt that the source of the shadow sword trembling came from this direction.

When he bought the shadow sword in the weapon shop, the shopkeeper once said that it was found by a hunter in the ancient ruins.Luo Xiu always thought that the shopkeeper made up such a statement just to sell the sword at a good price.

However, the shadow sword is also made of special materials, and its power is only equivalent to the inferior combat soldiers of the human level. However, even if it is a top-notch combat soldier, it can not leave a trace on it.

"What's the origin of this sword? What's the call? " Luoxiu was puzzled and curious.

After returning the sword into the scabbard, Luo Xiu sprang up and quickly shuttled through the forest of Baqi mountain by the subtle induction call of shadow sword.

At the same time, a dark young man was walking in the forest, his scabbard on his back trembled slightly.

"The lightsaber trembles. Does it feel that the dark sword is nearby?" The light in the young man's eyes twinkled, and he immediately sprang up and ran towards the direction of the lightsaber.

"The power of the light and dark double swords is just equivalent to the inferior level of the human level. At least, the innate martial arts masters are the soldiers who use the intermediate level of the human level. The strength of the people who hold the dark sword is certainly not very strong. I should be able to seize it!"

The young man's skin is dark and shiny, and he is strong and vigorous. He runs like a tiger with fierce breath.