Son-in-law Dan Zun

The wind blew by, blowing Luo Wushu's white clothes flying, and those cold eyes seemed to be arrogant and arrogant.

Ignoring Yi Tiannan, who was like a dead dog on the ground, his feet stepped on the ground, and he approached Shen Wanchen directly.

"Do you think that I am Yi Tiannan?" Shen Wanchen yelled, and his figure disappeared in place.

"Is it worth you to be so proud of Shadow Walk?" Luo Wushu smiled faintly, and shot another open palm.

boom!

The air vibrated, and many people's eyes showed sarcasm at this moment.

"Hahaha…"

"This wasteful son-in-law, is it because he has eaten too much, is there nowhere to use it?"

"In the face of the air, he can be so brave."

"..."

Boom!

The dull sound resounded.

Immediately afterwards, the sarcasm stopped abruptly, and many people's sarcasm and smiley faces instantly solidified.

Especially the people of the Ghost Sword Sect, they are both staring at the collision.

The expression on Shen Wanchen's face also solidified at this moment. He slowly raised his head, looking at the invincible icy figure, and in the depths of his eyes, the sense of astonishment and fear quickly poured out.

"How can you see through?"

"Without Shadow Step, you are not as good as Yi Tiannan's trash, but you have the courage to seize my secret method?"

Luo Wushu glanced at him indifferently, and on his palm, a terrifying force burst out like a mountain torrent, pouring out of his chest.

With the palm back, Luo Wushu's figure faintly swept away, and fell beside Mo Fan and Yaoyue, no longer looking at Shen Wanchen.

"Brother Shen!"

The faces of the people of the Ghost Sword Sect were all full of worry, and Senior Brother Shen would actually be injured in Luo Wushu's hands?

Just as their figures walked towards Shen Wanchen, they saw Luo Wushu spit out a faint word.

"burst!"

When the explosive word fell, a crack suddenly appeared in Shen Wanchen's chest, and then it spread quickly.

In the next instant, with a bang, blood mist burst out in countless horror and silence.

The atmosphere between the heavens and the earth was slightly silent, and then some sounds of inhaling air-conditioning sounded.

Slap Shen Wanchen with a single palm, even if he is a powerhouse in the initial stage of the imperial Qi realm, he is afraid that it will be difficult to do it?

"Did you use the secret method?" Fei Zi'an took a deep breath, still unable to calm the inner shock.

Luo Wushu glanced at him lightly, and asked with a smile: "Just you, are you worthy of me to use the secret method?"

"you…"

"Talk nonsense to him, why?" Zeng Zhe's eyes were cold, his face was very determined, "I don't believe it, can the three of them kill us all?"

"There are so many Qi Palace realm powerhouses, they can be consumed by consumption."

"Yes!" The Ghost Sword Sect's people also agreed at this moment, revealing the murderous intent.

"Dare to kill Senior Brother Shen, today you will be broken into thousands of pieces, and there will be no place to bury you."

"Not only you, but also the family of the three of you, will go to the funeral of Senior Brother Shen at that time."

At this moment, the figures burst out with a powerful aura, encircling the three figures and fighting against the trapped beasts.

"Dog offal, still want to kill Laozi's family?"

At this moment, the fat man's face had blue veins violently popping out, and he was plunged into rage.

Originally, the three of them came to save the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, but they didn't expect that these **** would not only be uncomfortable, but would also turn to each other, wanting to kill people and win treasures.

"laugh!"

Under the anger, the fat man's body actually had a strong sword intent whizzing out and rushing towards the crowd.

Boom!

Stepping out, the ground trembled, and his proud gaze swept towards everyone at this moment, "Who dares to take a sword from Dad?"

"I'm coming!" Fei Zi'an took the initiative to walk out, and the long sword in his hand was also screaming at this moment, and Luo Wushu had the secret method perverted.

A fat man, can he beat the tenth man on the list, can't he?

Seeing Fei Zi'an shot himself, everyone also chose to stand by and watch.

Luo Wushu has only three people, and it is a good thing to solve one person first.

"Eh...Okay, good son." The fat man smiled, not even polite.

"Life Nine Swords, a thought will punish you!"

A golden sword light, carrying Fatty's strong killing intent, cut across the void, and instantly enveloped Fei Zi'an.

Under the rage, this sword was stronger than every sword Fatty had ever used.

"What kind of swordsman is this?" Fei Zi'an's face changed drastically, and an incomparable sense of horror came out in his eyes.

"Fatty man, have you always been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?"

The fat man grinned, "Fuck your grandma, call it Dad!"

"Get out!" Fei Zi'an's face was not pretty.

The breath of the peak of the Qi Palace realm erupted, and the long sword in his hand carried a fierce momentum, greeted him.

"Hiding the Moon Sword Technique!"

Shoo, swoop, swoop...

At the intersection of the two, there is a strong sword aura whistling, which is particularly ear-piercing.

But in a moment, the two collided more than ten times.

"If you don't call it Dad, then treat it as if you don't have a son like you, and shoot you on the wall to death!"

The fat man suddenly smiled, and suddenly there was a brighter light blooming on the long sword.

The vitality of the nine swords is that their strength lies in their endless life. One sword is stronger than one sword.

Although he still can't perform the second form, the first form is getting stronger, as long as it doesn't exceed the limit he can bear.

It is possible to live forever!

Click!

A crisp voice came out, and Fei Zian's face suddenly changed drastically.

His sword was broken?

The battle between the two sides was originally between the electric light and flint, how could Mo Fan give him a chance to react.

Almost at the same time as the sound of clicking came out, the golden sword light came down with its remaining prestige.

laugh!

Fei Zi'an's head left directly, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

At this moment, Fei Zian's eyes were still open, as if filled with a deep sense of unwillingness and regret.

He, why should he covet the three?

Boom!

As their heads fell, everyone's hearts trembled at this moment. Fei Zi'an, who was ranked tenth on the list, was killed by Fatty?

"Oh... accidentally, I tried too hard." Mo Fan touched his head honestly and looked at Luo Wushu, "Isn't I too cruel, I feel so bloody!"

"..." Everyone looked at Mo Fan's two-hundred-jin figure, burning with anger, do you feel cruel at all?

"It's really cruel." Luo Wushu nodded, "Why don't you start it lightly?"

"no!"

Mo Fan said righteously and refused to step back, "Unless, they are willing to call Dad."

"Call you grandma!" Many people blurted out, feeling that there were tens of thousands of grass and mud horses running by in their hearts.

"no!"

"I'm a man!"

"However, it's worth considering calling grandpa!"

Mo Fan touched his head, very harmless to humans and animals.

"..."

"you…"

At this moment, everyone's intent to kill Mo Fan instantly surpassed Luo Wushu.

However, they did not continue to talk nonsense, but furiously shot at the same time, killing the three of them.

They know it, talking to this fat man is absolutely unattractive.