In an instant, several young people died suddenly, killing several people with one arrow!
When everyone looked up one after another, a young man in black shirt jumped and jumped off the tall tree, holding a sharp knife in his hand, the handle of the knife was as dark as ink, Luo Xingchen turned the knife freely and drew a line. Circle arcs, such as round wheels.
The black shirt and the black knife are perfectly blended, and in the dark, they look a little illusory.
"Luo Xingchen!"
The young man in the Spirit Seal Realm was a little horrified. Hearing this name, everyone was a little nervous, and quickly stepped back, silent.
"Hehe, I'm quite famous!"
Luo Xingchen smiled coldly, with a strong murderous in his eyes.
"This, what to do!" A group of young people looked at each other, whispering, their faces pale.
It's really too much night road, you can see a ghost!
"Why is this evil star here, run away!"
The arrogance of the young people was almost wiped out in front of Luo Xingchen, and they all trembled when they heard this terrifying name.
Mu Lingyan, who was lying on the ground, pushed away the corpse she was pressing on, vomiting for a while, then curled up, shivering, very scared.
"Ahem... Yaner..."
A hoarse voice came from Mu Chengkong's mouth on the other side. He had already fallen into a pool of blood, unable to move, but one hand was still slowly stretched out, eagerly looking at Mu Lingyan, eager to see through.
"father!"
Mu Lingyan couldn't worry about being scared. She didn't care how embarrassed she was now in her ragged clothes and disheveled hair, she just slammed into Mu Chengkong, holding him twitching, crying bitterly.
Luo Xingchen took out two bottles of pills from his arms, threw them to Mu Lingyan, and whispered in a soft voice, "Healing medicine."
Mu Lingyan quickly poured out the healing medicine, carefully fed Mu Chengkong, and applied the hemostatic powder to Mu Chengkong's wound, carefully, for fear that it was not enough.
Luo Xingchen glanced at these scum from Shenyuan Pavilion indifferently and said nothing.
Some of the young people's legs were trembling, they didn't fight each other, just listening to the name Luo Xingchen was scared enough.
"Huh!" The headed young man in the Spiritual Seal Realm, with his head up high, with a very confident expression, said coldly: "What are you afraid of? Look at his cultivation level, but it is in the latter stage of the Spiritual Realm. Let us come out casually. , Are better than him! I think he must have a magic weapon, so many of us go together, are we afraid that we can't get him?"
"Give it to me!"
The cruel youth gave a violent shout, stretched out his hand to Luo Xingchen, and gave orders.
With a fluke mentality, the young people gathered courage and rushed up one by one angrily!
"kill!"
They were in groups of three or five, directly surrounding Luo Xingchen from all directions, swinging their swords straight up, the horrible blade light stirred the hurricane, the air currents screamed, and the earth moved.
Dao Liguang, stab at Luo Xingchen, chop, chop!
Luo Xingchen moved keenly, moved like lightning, bent over, hung the knife behind his back, and happened to block the swords!
After that, Luo Xingchen whirled, slammed his shoulders away from the two of them, slid the knife out at will, and wiped them through their throats!
Dim light emerged, Luo Xingchen turned his back to him, motionless.
There were no wounds on the two young people, and they fell strangely.
Luo Xingchen's superb skills, and successively with surprisingly quick posture and sharp means, holding the ink wheel knife in his hand, quickly pierced everyone's chest, Tianling cover, shoulders, and arms!
"Swish swish..."
Every time Luo Xingchen moved, he made the sound of arrows shot, as fast as a gust of wind.
These young people were in a panic, and they were wiped by the blade of the ink wheel knife, and their eyes went black immediately, and the sound disappeared.
When Luo Xingchen shuttled back and forth and his body was frozen, the dozens of people present, all in the spirit map realm, were all stiff and no movement.
"Puff..."
They fell to the ground one by one, then their heads rolled and their arms split, which is equivalent to being divided by five horses, each of them died so miserably.
The wound was very smooth, blood splattered everywhere, and the earth was stained red. Looking at it later, those incisions were as flat as a knife face, which can be said to be fatal with a single knife, simply neat!
Therefore, the remaining few youths in the Spirit Seal Realm, including the cruel youth at the head, were almost frightened at this moment, staring at the blood-red ground blankly, motionless.
And Luo Xingchen calmly stroked the smooth and shiny blade, without a drop of blood stained, still so clean, pure enough to reflect his cheeks.
"Hi... psychic weapon?"
A young man held a three-foot long knife tightly, staring at his true spiritual treasure that was sealed with the eagle beast's remnant soul. Why did it feel that that psychic treasure was even more terrifying than his true spiritual treasure. !
Together, they looked nervously and curiously at the dozens of dark and invisible inscriptions on the blade of the blade. Together, there seemed to be eighty-one inscriptions.
Looking at these inscriptions, they suddenly felt that their arms were soft, their hearts were trembling, and the weapons in their hands seemed to have a roar of beasts, and they were also screaming and trembling!
Luo Xingchen tilted his head, and the horizontal knife leaped forward suddenly!
The blade is condensed, about a hundred feet long, like an ink wheel, swaying freely, and streaming light, penetrating their bodies, blood splashing, their bodies torn apart, and bones incomplete!
At the same time, the true spirit treasure in their hands, before it landed, was cut to pieces by the sword light, and was immediately scrapped.
In the Spirit Seal Realm, holding a real spirit treasure, was shocked and killed by a single blow!
Luo Xingchen took the knife, glanced at these corpses, took a bite, and didn't bother to look at it.
When his gaze turned calm and looked at Mu Lingyan, Mu Lingyan was also dumbfounded, looking at him trembling all over.
The white face was stained red with blood, but he forgot to wipe it.
She stared at Luo Xingchen blankly, a little lost in her soul.
For a long time, there was silence here, and both sides were silent and did not speak.
In the end, Mu Lingyan recovered, and finally couldn't hold back, and asked: "You, saved us again, why?"
Luo Xingchen poured out a trace of coldness, and said in a condensed voice: "There are some things that I can't bear!"
At this time, Mu Chengkong's injury recovered a lot. He slowly opened his eyes, looked at Luo Xingchen, his face was calm, and he clasped his fists and said, "Thank you."
Luo Xingchen whispered: "Senior, I don't need to say how the Mu and his sons are. What they did is enough to make the sky angry and people complain.
If the predecessors don't remember me for killing your son, please go to the Palace of Wuque Swords and take a break for a while. "
Mu Chengkong shook his head unswervingly and said, "No, I don't want to comprehend secular struggles, nor do I want to hide in Tibet. I just want to take my daughter to a place where no one cares, and kill this life."
Luo Xingchen said solemnly: "Senior, but where can you hide now?"
Mu Chengkong said calmly: "I have chosen a safe place long ago, and I will take Yan'er there."
"Is the route safe?"
Luo Xingchen asked.
Mu Chengkong didn't have any waves on his face: "Only I know."
Luo Xingchen's eyes flickered, after thinking for a moment, he withdrew the knife, and said seriously: "To keep you safe, I will escort you there. On this road, it is inevitable that there will be wolves, tigers and leopards, juniors, clear the way for you!"
Mu Chengkong looked at Luo Xingchen faintly, and said casually: "Thank you very much."
After that, they set off and went to the place no one knew...
Shoo...
Dozens of figures descended on this dark and red place, looking at the corpses all over the floor, each of them with solemn eyes.
"Sure enough, the second brother was right. It won't be so easy for Mu Chengkong to die."
A young man dressed in a costume, his strength is the pinnacle of the spiritual seal realm.
He is Mu Yuanji's younger brother, Mu Tingyu.
Another young man subconsciously looked at some torn soft clothes on the ground, and asked in doubt: "What is this?"
Mu Tingyu's face was sullen, and his face was gloomy: "Huh, this group of insignificant trash has missed a major event because of its daringness!"
"chase!"
Whoosh whoosh...
This time, Mu Chengkong was chasing Mu Chengkong from the all-in-one Spirit Seal Realm, and several of them were descendants of Shenyuan Pavilion with earth-level bloodlines, and even heaven-level bloodlines.
Luo Xingchen escorted Mu Chengkong's father and daughter to the goal. Somewhere, his eardrum was pulsating, and he heard the sound of footsteps stomping thousands of feet away from the back.
"Senior, you two hide first."
Luo Xingchen calmly pointed to a big tree, and Mu Lingyan immediately supported Mu Chengkong, hiding under the tree under the moonlit night.
Shoo...
When these cold-hearted young men flew over, they saw a young man in black shirt in front of him with a sharp knife stuck in the ground, blocking their way.
"Luo Xingchen..."
Mu Tingyu's face was calm and cold and terrifying.
Dozens of spiritual seal realm powerhouses have their swords out of their sheaths.
"You killed us?" Mu Ting Yu asked in a voice.
Luo Xingchen's mouth curled: "I killed those bastards."
Mu Tingyu's eyes were dark, and he gritted his teeth gently: "Are you going to die?"
Luo Xingchen spread out his hands, noncommittal.
Mu Tingyu said indifferently: "What does it have to do with you when we hunt down the scum of Shenyuan Pavilion? You are hostile to Shenyuan Pavilion. You have to take care of this kind of thing?"
Luo Xingchen said coldly: "I always look at people with my eyes, and don't generalize. People and beasts may be born in the same place, so they have to be distinguished."
Luo Xingchen's words were all outspoken ridicules. Hearing this group of powerful men turned blue, gritted their teeth with anger, and their eyes cracked.
Mu Tingyu squinted and sneered, "Do you want to be a dog with a mouse?"
Luo Xingchen smiled: "Who is a rat and who is a dog?"
"boom!"
Mu Tingyu's aura broke out, and a silver armor flashed out, the hardness was at the level of a true spiritual treasure, and it was invulnerable!
There was a knife in his hand. As expected, everyone in the mainland loves knives. In addition to knives, they are knives!
The hilt of this knife is as bright as a phoenix wings, and its silver-white brilliance even covers the blade's edge.
The majestic spiritual energy in his body was all infused, causing the blade to have flames flowing, burning, and blending into the blade. This blade was absolutely violent!
"I have always heard that you defeated my second brother Yuanji. I don't know if it was an exaggeration."
Mu Tingyu remained calm and indifferent.
Luo Xingchen pulled out the ink wheel knife from the ground, stroked the silver-gray line with his finger, bowed his head to avoid Mu Tingyu's words, and didn't put him in his eyes at all.
Mu Tingyu stared at this seemingly inconspicuous psychic treasure, and immediately played with the taste: "Hehe, how powerful I think you are, with this weapon, it is no different from waste materials. What do you think it can have? use?"
Luo Xingchen looked at Mu Tingyu in a light wind, and said: "Nether Race can kill them, why can't they kill beasts?"
Mu Tingyu gritted his teeth, completely furious, and immediately set off a violent wave and surge, splitting the ground, the sword rushed towards Luo Xingchen, and it condensed into a field in an instant!