During the battle of Leiyun Sect, Ling Feng was alone, and the sect was washed by blood. At this time, dusk fell.
The Thunder Cloud Sect was not completely destroyed, but it was declared disbanded.
The tree fell and scattered, and the disciples, one by one, left.
Until the end, there were dozens of people left, and Qiu Lonely remained.
It was a huge sect and became empty ****.
These dozens of them are all powerful old men, back to back at the moment, looking at a broken ruin, their eyes are hollow and they can't lift the energy.
A group of people sighed, decadent.
"Old Sect Master, Lei Yunzong's foundation is so broken? How do I feel that Luo Xingchen is like a robber?"
An old man doubted, thinking about Luo Xingchen's benevolent rhetoric, he really didn't feel equal.
Qiu Jiu Kuang closed his eyes and said calmly: "It's us, the one who offended first, and it's us, who slaughtered their relatives first. Do you still want people to smile and say thank you without compensation
If you lose, you lose. I am ashamed of my ancestors..."
He stood up, walking away like a corpse.
There is a lot in his heart.
His disciple died in front of him, and he wanted to go up and save it, but it was too late!
"Old Sect Master, don't think about it!" the group quickly persuaded.
Qiu alone shook his head calmly: "Don't worry, I won't, I just want to go out and calm down."
He walked a few steps, and then stopped: "Thunder Cloud Sect is gone, those resources are useless if you keep them, you send them to Luoshen Mansion!"
"Hi..." The people gritted their teeth: "I really want to give it away. Luo Xingchen is too rampant. This is equivalent to sleeping a girl in the brothel and asking the girl to pay for it!"
Qiu Jiuguo smiled bitterly: "Actually, you don't give out all of it anymore. You can keep a part of it for your own use! Give them nine out of ten of the remaining."
"Then, what about Orthodoxy?"
"According to Luo Xingchen's meaning, destroy it!"
"But..."
"No, please do it!"
…
On a mountain peak, a masked man hugged his arms and smacked his lips: "Oh... Another sect is destroyed, boy, you can really do it, but if you are not clean enough, let me help you!"
call out!
His figure disappeared.
One day later, Thunder Cloud Sect was turned into a ruin, all resources were looted, Qiu Lonely, and the heads of thousands of people, bloody, covered the ground!
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Cangzhou, Wanjian Mountain—
"Elder, the enemy has entered!"
As one person knelt down on the ground in a panic, Yue Kong's expression became extremely solemn.
Beside Yue Kong, there was a forty-year-old sword repairman with a perfect spiritual picture.
"Uncle Master, is that terrifying spirit beast here?"
This middle-aged man had a gloomy face, his fists were always tightly clenched, and he glanced at Yue Kong with a bit of resentment.
Yue Kong was flustered and extremely depressed.
He rectified his mood, stood up subconsciously, and said solemnly: "I don't know, take a look, get ready, set up the guardian sword formation!"
Then, I saw thousands of people, all holding a sharp sword, stepping briskly, and flew away in the direction of the loud noise.
The nine-zhang-high gate was collapsed, and a plaque was stepped on by a handsome young man.
On the plaque, the four characters of Wanqianguiyi were shining brightly.
But this time, there were only two people who came to Wanjian Mountain, Lan Yuan, who didn't come.
Luo Xingchen, standing in a row with Ling Feng, Ling Feng closed his eyes, with one hand behind him, and the other hand, spinning a five-inch dagger leisurely. Although the dagger was shining silver, it was full I don't know how many remnants of souls have been contaminated by the bloody air.
Standing in front of everyone, Yue Kong glanced at him, first saw Ling Feng, his eyes were full of indifference, then he looked at another person, and then he was taken aback.
His gaze was fixed on Luo Xingchen, squinting, and looking carefully from top to bottom.
Immediately, he stared at the tiger with a look of surprise, and screamed: "Luo Xingchen! You are not dead!"
Luo Xingchen glanced coldly, and immediately pulled out the sheath of the sword in his hand.
This is a psychic treasure, and its sword body flashes out, and it is accompanied by a dazzling bright light of milky white.
Luo Xingchen slowly raised his palm, put the sword horizontally in front of him, and smiled coldly: "I heard that Wan Jianshan uses the sword to enter the Tao, and I am not talented at the next level. I am here to learn, that hero, dare to come to challenge
The crowd was silent for a long time, and no one answered.
Finally, a teenager with slanted hair and flowing hair, like Luo Xingchen, was seventeen years old.
This young man, with a thought, summoned the sword on his back, the glow of light flashed, and the power was threatening.
The sharp sword fell lightly on his hand and was fluently turned over by him, and the technique was a matter of course.
"Humph! Luo Xingchen! How good are you? I'll come to Yu Chuan to learn!"
With a soft drink, Yu Chuan stepped on a meteor step, killing all the way instantly, without saying a word, piercing Luo Xingchen's chest with a sword.
Luo Xingchen didn't move, and didn't use his sword. He raised his left hand and flicked his finger.
"Ding!"
The tip of Yu Chuan's sword bends in an instant.
Yu Chuan's body was tingling for a while, Luo Xingchen pointed and forced his body to retreat.
"Boom!" After Yu Chuan stepped back two steps, he stopped his feet, "Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh) Stabbed Luo Xingchen's left and right shoulders and chest respectively.
Luo Xingchen still didn't move half a step. He raised his sword and waved forward lightly. Yu Chuan's sword was bounced into the air, making a rustling sound in the air, and then stuck it vertically on the ground.
Yu Chuan was bounced away by a huge force again. After he landed, he turned his head and glanced, his heart trembled, and his whole person became horrified.
Luo Xingchen said indifferently: "Go back, you, you are not worthy to fight with me."
From beginning to end, Luo Xingchen's feet hadn't moved.
Yu Chuan lost his soul in an instant, his whole body was soft, and like a piece of wood, he walked to his sword ten feet away in a daze, pulled it out, and returned in frustration.
Luo Xingchen glanced at everyone coldly: "Anything else?"
"I'm coming!"
Beside Yue Kong, a Spiritual Realm Swordsman drew his sword and flew over, saying angrily: "Human rebellion, with your talent, you think the world is invincible?"
Luo Xingchen looked at him, expressionless and silent.
"Hmph," the sword repairman swung the sword down, and his eyes flashed with an astonishing killing intent: "Under my sword, two have died in the middle stage of the spiritual map, and one in the late stage of the spiritual map, what are you?"
After all, this sword repairer instantly raised the sword straight to Luo Xingchen’s cheek. This sword was as heavy as a mountain and as fast as a gust of wind. In an instant, a sword qi was torn out, and hurricanes roared in the air They were all shaken away directly. Whoever stood within ten feet would definitely experience the suffocation.
"Kill!" This Jianxiu shouted violently, and the sword qi had already pounced on Luo Xingchen's body, close at hand.
Luo Xingchen's footsteps finally moved quietly. This movement was to twist the space and change the position.
He turned into a ray of light, passing by this sword repair!
"laugh!"
In a blink of an eye, Luo Xingchen was already standing behind Jian Xiu, carrying the sword in a leisurely manner, as steady as Mount Tai.
And this Jian Xiu, his eyes curled, his expression was frozen, and he glanced at his chest subconsciously.
"what… "
He let out a hoarse scream, and he watched, half of his body slipped down, and there was a wound on his abdomen that penetrated his waist.
"Boom!" His body fell on the ground, and his legs were still fixed on the spot, standing still.
In the crowd, there was a suffocating cold wind, the wind was blowing, people were moving, the body was trembling, and the heart was trembling!
What a quick sword!
Yue Kong was trying to capture the appearance of Luo Xingchen's sword, but what he saw was only the afterimages superimposed on each other.
As for the spiritual map realm powerhouses second to him, including the over 40-year-old suzerain, it is even more confusing.
However, a living strong man in the Spiritual Image Realm fell in front of them so strangely.
At this moment, what words are there to describe their mood? There is only the word fear.
Not to mention that the others were so scared to death that they were almost frightened.
Just talk about the seventeen-year-old Yu Chuan. Two years ago, he participated in the sect selection on the same day as Luo Xingchen. He entered the Thunder Cloud Sect, and Luo Xingchen did not join any sect.
Yu Chuan's talent is also very enchanting. At the age of seventeen, he was already in the early stage of the Spirit Realm. His swordsmanship is also considered superb, and it can sweep thousands of his peers. Compared with any peer in Blue Wind Continent, he is not afraid. , Only Luo Xingchen, just hearing this name made him feel incredible.
In the past few months, he has heard the name of Luo Xingchen countless times and obliterated the Lingtu Realm, he didn't believe it at all!
He would rather believe that it was an exaggeration by the world than believe that there was someone who could crush him like this, making him breathless and unable to turn over.
And now, his forehead is already sweating profusely.
He had lingering fears, and he was in shock.
Just now, he challenged Luo Xingchen with suspicion, thinking he could win.
After being easily defeated by Luo Xingchen, he still refused to accept it. He wanted to work hard to surpass Luo Xingchen.
However, in the next moment, Luo Xingchen killed a powerful sword repairman in the Spiritual Image Realm with a single sword, and he looked at it with both eyes.
At this moment, Yu Chuan had only one thought in his mind. Luo Xingchen was merciful if Luo Xingchen did not kill him.
If Luo Xingchen really wanted to kill him, it would be as simple as crushing an ant to death!
He was defeated, and he was convinced. From then on, I am afraid that he has no confidence. When he compares with Luo Xingchen, he feels that he is not worthy.
However, Yu Chuan condensed his eyebrows, and he was puzzled again.
Luo Xingchen, haven't joined any sects! Luo Xingchen's family is very small, how can the large sect with rich resources be compared
He relied on resources, cheats, and careful cultivation by the real strong. He was originally named an evildoer and confidently led a generation, but compared with Luo Xingchen, he was nothing like a fart.
The gap is too great to make up. The gap is too big to make up!
If Luo Xingchen just pressed him, he still has a chance to breathe, how good would it be
Yu Chuan was discouraged, his eyes were gloomy, his spirits wilted and decadent.
He stared at the front blankly, with a blank look in his eyes.
"It's boring." Luo Xingchen's face was cold. In his eyes, there was a pool of clear lake water. There was no wave, and it seemed nothing. It could make him feel like it.
Finally, he focused his gaze on Yue Kong's body.
Ling Feng casually pointed, Luo Xingchen already understood, who is the leader of Wan Jianshan who trampled on his family.
"I came today to ask, Yue Kong--" Luo Xingchen pointed to Yue Kong's nose, his eyes were icy cold, making Yue Kong's heart too heavy to breathe.
The atmosphere became extremely cold, and it seemed that a faint murderous intent was covering this space...