Luo Xingchen, after passing through the scorching sun desert, finally saw an oasis, the sun was no longer so venomous, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately walked along a tree-lined path.
Yue Wushuang has always been in his arms, her peaceful and sleeping appearance is very cute.
A cool breeze blows slowly, Luo Xingchen is refreshed, and finally feels comfortable.
He smiled slightly, concentrating quietly, and his gaze flicked to the surrounding trees.
The green leaves are brightly decorated, the flowers and plants are fragrant, it is hard to imagine, there are still thousands of miles of desert behind, and in a blink of an eye, such a picture is presented in front.
Luo Xingchen walked forward all the way, he seemed to hear a sound that made a big earthquake violent, and suddenly his mind was stunned, Luo Xingchen's eyes condensed and became vigilant.
Could it be that there are spirit beasts again
"Ahhhhhhhh!"
But only to hear the loud sneezing sound, Luo Xingchen's expression changed again.
His mental power was released in an instant, spreading in all directions, quietly investigating the surrounding situation.
There are more than a dozen auras, the strongest of which is only in the late stage of the Lingdong Realm. It seems that there is still a non-human aura, about the level of a third-level spirit beast.
After all these circumstances were investigated, Luo Xingchen suddenly felt relieved, and the corners of his mouth raised: small meaning.
He stopped worrying about anything, and immediately moved forward.
Before long, he saw that a bunch of people were approaching him. There was a tiger that was more than eight feet long with a young man hunched on his back. This young man looked less than twenty years old, with good-looking eyes and good looks. Handsome.
He lazily leaned his back on the shoulders of the blue tiger, and the tiger walked calmly, making a low breath.
Beside this young man, there are a group of stern warriors, among them there are ten in the early stage of the spiritual realm, six in the middle stage of the spiritual realm, and two in the latter stage of the spiritual realm.
One on the left and one on the right, everyone lined up on both sides, as if forming a line of defense, surrounding the lazy young man.
Luo Xingchen turned a blind eye and continued to move forward, getting closer and closer to this group of people.
The gazes of these people were attracted very curiously and projected on him intently, especially Yue Wushuang in his arms, the beautiful face, and the peaceful sleep, obviously more noticeable.
"Huh? It smells good!" The young man on the tiger's back squinted, rubbed the tip of his nose, opened his eyes suddenly, leaped in the air, and turned over. He no longer leaned on the tiger's back, but suddenly Riding on the tiger's waist, he tilted Erlang's legs indifferently, and glanced in the direction of Luo Xingchen in an instant.
When this young man saw Yue Wushuang at a glance, he instantly became engrossed, his eyes gleaming, and he glanced at the past earnestly.
In a short while, his eyes were already straight, and he was a little dumbfounded when he saw his eyes.
Although this young man has a handsome appearance, his eyes are slippery, constantly spinning.
He only thought for a moment, and then he slapped his back violently: "Pop!"
"Bold fanatic, how dare you take a good girl to pass through my Qingyang City! Come, take it for me!"
"Yes!" Suddenly the ten strong early stages of the Spirit Realm drew their swords and swords, stepped out quickly, and immediately surrounded Luo Xingchen in the blink of an eye.
At this time, Luo Xingchen's cultivation realm was hidden in the later stage of the spiritual energy realm. Although his talent was not bad, it was not outstanding.
This young man glanced at Luo Xingchen, very serious, but casually scratched his head, tilted his head, and squinted at Luo Xingchen. His expression was so carefree: "You are so courageous. You are so young. Such shameless things, say, what drug did you give this beautiful girl?"
Luo Xingchen was expressionless, motionless, coldly staring at this dude young man, he wanted to see how shameless this person was.
"Hey, can't you hear me talking to you? Put her down and I'll leave you a way out, otherwise... I'm going to grab it!"
Luo Xingchen remained motionless, the expression on his face remained the same.
"Hey! You fanatic, my young master is so merciful and wants to save your life. You don't know how you are?" Suddenly a shrewd and thin middle-aged man shouted beside the young man. This person looked fragile. , There was a mole below the corner of his mouth, he stared at Luo Xingchen and shouted.
But at the same time, he was stubborn and blinked his eyes vigorously, seeming to hint Luo Xingchen: You kid, run!
Luo Xingchen's expression remained unchanged, but a trace of surprise rose in his heart. It seemed that among this group of people, there were still some who were conscientious.
He curled his mouth and said indifferently: "What if I don't let it go?"
"Damn! So ignorant!" The young man had already waited impatiently, and suddenly shouted: "Give it to me, chop up this despicable and brave little bunny!"
Ten strong men, look at me, and I will look at you, and immediately knowingly, they yelled together: "Yeah!"
The sword, light and sword shadow, flickering, slashed towards Luo Xingchen together.
Luo Xingchen's eyes were cold, his body shook lightly, and instantly turned into a wind, with afterimages, calmly avoiding the attack of ten strong realm of agility.
"Dangdang!" The swords were cut together, but there was no shadow of Luo Xingchen, everyone was instantly stupid.
The young man looked anxiously on the tiger's back. He gently pressed his hand to the furry tiger's neck, leaped, jumped off the tiger's body, and yelled: "Fuck, are you all blind? I've spotted it, people are behind you!"
The ten people quickly turned around, but the shadow of Luo Xingchen flickered in front of them. He moved ten feet away in an instant until he reached under a big tree. He squatted down and gently put Yue Wushuang's body down, and then Stand up leisurely.
When he turned around again, the two powerful late-stage spiritual realm guys beside the young man showed horror and disappeared in a flash.
Of these two, one of them is the man with moles who just winked and hinted at Luo Xingchen.
At this time, his heart was quite solemn, staring at Luo Xingchen closely, and said in his heart: This kid is not easy.
Luo Xingchen glanced at the people indifferently: "Want to fight?"
The young man jumped like thunder, pointed at Luo Xingchen's nose, and cursed: "You lunatic, flower picker! I don't cut you to pieces today, I won't be called Yao Changkong!"
"Kill!" As the youth's eyes became cold, the bodies of the ten warriors flew again, with long swords and swords, cutting through the air, and cutting through the gusts of wind.
"Swish swish swish!" All the figures shuttled in front of Luo Xingchen together, slashing down fiercely!
Luo Xingchen clenched his fists and shook his toes, turned over, and within a foot of his body, the sound of "bang bang" counting punches shook everyone’s eardrums, and their weapons could not touch Luo Xingchen’s body at all. It has been flicked out like a kite with a broken string.
"Puff!" They vomited blood one by one, Luo Xingchen's aura suddenly climbed, and finally no longer hides his strength. The initial cultivation base of the Lingdong Realm was revealed, and the other eight powerhouses were immediately lost in shock.
"Hiss—" The man with moles widened his eyes in astonishment, as if he had seen a god of war. He knew clearly in his heart that at this age, being able to break through to the spiritual realm is not enough to describe himself as a genius, this is beyond. The first-class evildoer of countless geniuses!
"Ah!" The young man felt his whole body tremble uncontrollably, and staggered back, leaning on the body of the blue tiger, patted his chest, feeling very unbelievable.
"This... You, you, you... You fucking, how old are you, I'm almost twenty, only at the peak of the spiritual energy realm, why are you so strong! Is there any heavenly reason!"
The young man held his face in pain, as if wailing, his heart was extremely unbalanced.
Luo Xingchen looked at the embarrassed expression of the young man, smiled playfully, and thought: People have always laughed at my talent, now it's time for me to laugh at you, a thick-skinned villain!
Although he thought so in his heart, Luo Xingchen was silent. He just glanced at the young man quietly, and just a glance made the young man feel ashamed of himself.
Afterwards, the young man suppressed his jealousy, gritted his teeth, and pointed at Luo Xingchen with a trembling finger: "I hate people who are more talented than me! Kill him for me—"
"Wow!" The ten previous martial artists, who just breathed a sigh of relief, were instructed to rush up again, staring at Luo Xingchen with their teeth and claws, bursting out with all their strength.
This time, Luo Xingchen no longer used his fists, but swept his legs like a gust of wind, and kicked out wildly. It was just this lightning-like sweeping one after another. The bones of ten warriors broke, and after landing, they began to cry for father and mother.
"A bunch of trash! You, go!" The young man pointed to the six mid-level spiritual realm powerhouses, and the two late-level spiritual realm powerhouses beside him, instigating angrily.
"Yes!" A group of people swarmed up again!
Luo Xingchen stood still, his fists gathered again, he never used the spiritual energy in his body.
In his eyes, this group of people is not worthy to let him go all out.
"Break the army to kill!" The mole man rushed forward first and pulled out a steel knife. There was a cold light flashing in his eyes. It was murderous, surging.
His sword, like a mighty thunder, slashed down, and its power was not inferior to the peak of the spiritual realm. Moreover, the sword had never fallen, and a layer of white light was tumbling on the tip of the blade. His aura was still there. Skyrocket!
Around the man with moles, there was a layer of turbulent energy, his body hung in mid-air, not falling for a long time.
This sword, with its momentum, actually soared to the level of Consummation in the Spirit Realm. In an instant, Luo Xingchen finally began to pay attention to it, and sighed in his heart: a little skill!
Luo Xingchen's shoulders shook, and as a sick shadow, he slammed into it, and the man with moles' swordsman's blade spread to the ground, flying down!
"Bang!" Dao Mang collided with Luo Xingchen's physical body. Luo Xingchen evaded most of the power at a faster speed. His palm was already slapped on the chest of the mole man like a phantom.
"Boom!" The man with moles flew away, blood was spilled, and he was seriously injured by vomiting blood.
Luo Xingchen stared coldly at the next seven people who rushed up, flipping his palms, and in a flash, he wanted to shoot again.
"Wait!" The man with moles endured the severe pain, raised his upper body, stretched out his palm, and shouted hoarsely.
The pace of the seven warriors stopped, the offensive stopped abruptly, Luo Xingchen was also temporarily, stopped.
I saw the man with a mole with a pleading expression on his face, and said: "This young man, my young master is rampant and ignorant. I am even more eye-catching. I offended you. Please also ask young man to keep my young master. Fate! I would like to exchange fate!"
With that said, the man with moles directly drew the dagger from his waist, showing his coldness. Without even thinking about it, he stabbed him in the chest!