Martial Dao Great Emperor

When Luoxiu said this, many martial arts practitioners all looked complicated.

Lei Weilong has accumulated great power in douhai county. He is the strongest and the first king of martial arts in douhai county!

Even in the eyes of most people, the words of the black robed boy can be described as treacherous, and several people have the intention to kill this son and please Lei Wumen.

A boy of about 15 years old, even if his strength is amazing, can he surpass the great martial arts master?

What's more, there were not only one or two great martial arts masters present, but also a few of them were half step cultivation!

"Arrogant and arrogant, the newborn calf is not afraid of the tiger. Of course, it's dauntless, but it's also self seeking!"

The great martial arts master who had planned to rescue Lei Muyan before snorted coldly, turned his hand and took out a long gun. "I'd like to see what kind of young man you are capable of making a wild speech."

Luo Xiu looked at Wen Qiusheng, who was talking to him coldly. "Do you want to kill me and please Lei Wumen? You're trying to kill yourself

A teenager, unexpectedly, is a martial arts master in the nine levels of heaven!

The eyes of the people around him fell on him. They were all staring at him. They really didn't know whether he was arrogant or ignorant or not.

Wen Qiusheng does not get angry but laughs, "Wen Mou has practiced martial arts for 40 years. What can I do with you, a suckling boy?"

In the eyes of other people nearby, this young man who called himself "Shura" was born six times. With his advanced fighting style, he killed Lei Muyan, who was born seven times. However, his strength was not so good as that of his great martial arts master.

"Boy, how do you want to die?" Wen Qiusheng's eyes are full of banter.

"If you want to kill me to please Lei Wumen, you will regret it!" Roshu's expression was incomparably indifferent.

While talking, Luoxiu's eyes swept around the other people, "who else wants to kill me to please Lei Wumen? You can come out together. I'll take it today. "

As soon as this speech comes out, all people are looking at it. Is this young man losing his heart and going crazy? Dare he be more arrogant?

Wen Qiusheng on the opposite side is also stunned. The black robed boy is crazy. He must be crazy. His gesture completely ignores many congenital martial arts masters present. Who does he think he is? Is it the strong one of Shenshen Wuzong?

At the foot of the mountain, several refining gods, Wuzong, frowned. How dare an ant be so frivolous?

Many congenital martial arts masters were around, and Luoxiu stood proud in the field.

Today, in the name of "Shura", he wants to declare to the world that he wants to break through leiwu gate and take the head of Lei Weilong!

"Arrogant boy, go to death. You don't need others. Wen can kill you by raising his hand."

Wen Qiusheng's body emerged the glory of the true flame. When the gun shook, the flame burned and the air ripples.

With a rapid shot, the heat wave is surging, and the momentum of the great martial arts master forms a strong pressure and sweeps around, which makes many nearby martial arts masters feel the pressure.

But Luoxiu, under the pressure of this majestic momentum, seemed to be engulfed and turned into ashes at any time.

However, at this time, a bloody murderous spirit spread, like a sharp sword, which broke the momentum of Wen Qiusheng.

A palm stretched out, the black flame condensed, raised his hand and held the Spear's sharpest head.

"Physical realm of higher combat body!"

Although Wen Qiusheng's spear is the best in human class, it can break through the defense even with the cultivation of his great martial arts master.

After all, although the advanced fighting style is strong, the cultivation of this young Shura is not high and can not exert much power.

"Die!"

Wen Qiusheng madly stimulates the fire Qi, and the long gun is humming and trembling, like a fire dragon about to wake up.

"Broken!"

Luo Xiu also spit out the same word, his palms and fingers suddenly exerted force, and the gun head of the spear was crushed by him.

At this time, Luoxiu pointed out that the black flame sword was puffed and puffed. This finger was like a high-quality sword of human rank, which was as fast as thunder and lightning.

Wen Qiusheng's action was stopped in an instant. The fire around him was extinguished. His eyes were wide and his eyes were wide. There was a blood hole in the center of his eyebrows.

At this moment, everyone's heart trembled!

What a strong body, what a fast sword!

The body of a high-level battle is just like a top-grade war soldier. It takes the finger as the sword, but it can't be broken quickly. Kill the great martial arts master!

"Sword of perfection!"

"This son in the sword realm, can be compared with many Shenshen Wuzong!"

Many people are shocked because many shenshenwuzong are in a perfect state of martial arts. The shenshenwuzong who can understand the martial arts are all the existence of fengmaolingjiao.

One finger sword really shocked the audience.

At the foot of the mountain, several refining gods Wuzong were amazed. A 15-year-old boy cultivated a high-level fighting style, but he perfected a fast sword and killed a great martial arts master with one finger?Let's not say that leiwumen, the first force in douhai County, may not have such talents even though it is a major gate in the six states of tianwu state.

There is no doubt that if such a genius grows up, he may be able to break through leiwumen one day and take Lei Weilong to the top.

Among the crowd around, there were also some people who wanted to kill the black robed youth to please Lei Wumen. They were all staring at Wen Qiusheng's body lying on the ground.

These people, some people's strength is not as good as Wen Qiusheng. Just now if they were themselves, they would certainly be killed by this young man.

Although the black robed boy had only six congenital accomplishments, his bloody and murderous spirit was too terrible, and his strength was even more terrible. He was afraid that few people could compete with him.

But at the thought that there were so many people present, and there was only one black robed boy, their minds settled down and their eyes sneered.

"Who else is going to kill me, come out!"

Luo Xiu stood proud and arrogant, looking around the powerful men.

Half a year ago, he could only look up to the congenital. Now, he kills the congenital like killing a dog. Why should he hide his arrogance? To live forever between heaven and earth!

"Hugh's arrogance!"

The four figures stepped out, and their faces showed their murders. Each of them was a great martial arts master. They were not weak than Wen Qiusheng.

As soon as they came up, the four men went directly to kill him.

"Kill!"

Luoxiu drank softly and killed hundreds of inborn monsters. The blood color and murderous spirit gathered by him were overwhelming and oppressed toward the four great martial arts masters.

At the same time, he stepped forward, step by step, step by step, nine steps in succession.

The two figures flashed out in an instant, and the blood splashed and shot. One person's throat was pierced, and the other's heart was pierced.

People feel their hearts are shaking, this is simply too crazy, two big martial arts masters face to face also were killed?

Even if it was a few masters who were only half a step away from alchemy, they were also awe inspiring. Even if they were them, they could not be so crisp and neat.

While Luoxiu killed two great martial arts masters, the attack of the other two fell on him.

He cultivated a fast sword. He paid attention to killing with one strike. When he killed the enemy, he only attacked but not defended.

Even if it is a high-level combat body, the attack of the great martial arts master should not be overlooked. Luo Xiu snorted, retreated three steps and suffered some internal injuries.

"He's hurt!"

Seeing this scene, the two great martial arts masters were happy, but they didn't care about the two companions who were killed.

But before the smile on their faces could be put away, the smile would be frozen on their faces forever.

The sword behind Luoxiu suddenly came out of the sheath, and the dark dead flame condensed and erupted. A great martial arts master was cut off by his waist, and the blood gushed like a basin.

And the last big martial arts teacher, was his left hand a finger, broken the spirit of heaven.

His sword is so fast that the innate martial arts master's perception is not enough. Only by mastering the divine consciousness above can he capture the track and speed of the sword.

In the body, the power of life and death is transformed into the power of life to repair the damaged life vein.

Just a moment later, the injuries caused by the attack by the two great martial masters recovered as before.

He killed three great martial arts masters in succession. All of them were born with nine. Luo Xiu's murderous spirit became more and more intense.

Even if they are hunters who have been training abroad for many years, they seldom gather such a strong murderous spirit. If they kill their peers, they will not condense their murderous spirit. Only when they kill their opponents who are stronger than themselves, will they be able to condense their murderous spirit.

No one is a genius who can challenge beyond the level. However, even if it is a genius, how many opponents with stronger cultivation than yourself can achieve this?

"Young and frivolous, amazing strength, you are very good."

A cold voice sounded, talking about a master who was half step refining the realm, whose soul perception had transformed into divine consciousness.

"It's not a good thing for young people to be too arrogant. We have to pay for it."

He killed three great martial arts masters in Luoxiu one after another because he could not be afraid of the unpredictable fast sword.

No matter how fast your sword is, your Divine sense can also capture the trace speed. You can also control the whole situation in the battle, and you can see through the fire. This is half step refining!

His name is mo Zhou. He is a state of free cultivation and half step refining.

Due to the search order issued by the Yan family, all the experts from the three forces of leiwumen, Gongsun family and Yongchang Pavilion all sent out to search for Yan Yueer's whereabouts.

Therefore, in the vicinity of the temple of thunder, the martial arts of the three forces are all below the cultivation of God. Otherwise, if someone dares to speak such crazy words on weekdays, any God refining Wuzong of leiwu gate can raise his hand to kill the black robed boy.

Speaking of it, Luoxiu is also aware that there are no three powerful forces to refine God, so he dare to be so high-profile.

He has courage, but he is not a fool. He knows that he will not do things that are bound to die.

"Your sword is useless to me."This Mo Zhou is not nonsense, the momentum of his body directly blooms, and the white awn around him is as sharp as a sword.

Metal Qi, known for its powerful attack!

Half step alchemy is far more powerful than the nine major martial arts masters. Even if Luoxiu reached a perfect state with a quick sword, he could not make up for the gap in cultivation.

Luoxiu didn't say a word. If he stepped out one step, he would punch.

Even if he doesn't need to use the sword, he will be as quick as a sword in both his fist and the palm.

Mo Zhou snorts coldly, condenses the true Qi with the palm to the fist, the golden genuine Qi entangles and collides with the Youming dead flame, and makes a crackling sound.

"What a strange attack."

Aware of a wisp of cold death into the body, Mo Zhou suddenly felt numbness in the palm, as if unconscious, his face slightly changed.

As long as the strength does not exceed his own too much, the power of death can virtually damage the enemy's life vein. This strange means, Mo Zhou simply can not understand the mystery.

"Kill!"

Luoxiu's killing intention rose to the extreme, and his sword came out of the scabbard and split out quickly.

This sword not only condenses the nether world's dead flame, but also seems to merge into this sword.

"As I said, your sword is useless to me!"

Mo Zhou's divine sense locked the battle sword, and his body flashed, which made Luo Xiu's swift and violent sword fail.

However, he was not cut by the sword, but there was a sharp smell around him, which made Mo Zhou feel as if his body was about to be torn apart.

"This Is this the meaning of sword? "

Mo Zhou's heart trembled, but he immediately denied his guess, because if it was the intention of a sword, he was already dead.

The artistic conception of martial arts is not innate.

Because the artistic conception of martial arts can only be controlled by the power of divine consciousness, which means that the lowest threshold for understanding and mastering the artistic conception of martial arts is the realm of refining spirit.

At the moment just now, Luoxiu integrated the idea of killing into the fast sword because he had no divine sense. Although he did not understand the meaning of the sword, he felt a trace of the mystery of the sword meaning.

"The sky changes

Luo Xiu took out the sword again. Before the sword was cut out, the bloody murderous spirit had been fiercely thrown out, which made Mo Zhou feel the stabbing pain from his body, and let him understand that although the young man had not mastered the sword meaning, he had already touched a trace of mystery of the sword meaning.

This sword is driven by the power of Xuantian change six times, and the black flame sword Qi rises to the sky, with a terrible momentum of destroying and smashing everything.

The sword was so fast that even the divine sense could not capture it. The air was torn open and disappeared like a meteor.