"Let's go," Luo Xingchen shrugged, moving his muscles and bones, with a smile, his eyes a little sharp.
"Master Luo, are your injuries healed?"
Mu Lingyan asked with concern, very suspicious.
"Hehe, it's enough to deal with some pujas!" Luo Xingchen was at ease, carrying the ink wheel knife, and smiled indifferently.
Mu Chengkong condensed his blood, calmly, and the three of them stepped away.
It's a pity that there are bloodlines and can't practice, but there should be no shortage of spiritual objects in this world that can repair spiritual roots, such as Qinger!
"Senior, the younger generation has something to say, I don't know whether to say it or not."
Luo Xingchen whispered while walking.
"Say."
Mu Chengkong continued to move forward without looking back.
"I think the predecessors have been tolerating, what are you tolerating? Why don't you show the blood of the king? I'm afraid that the clutter is not as good as you. You want to deliberately suppress your talent and go into business?"
Mu Chengkong's footsteps stopped in an instant, and he looked at Luo Xingchen in astonishment, unspeakable.
He was hiding, he wanted to reciprocate, but no one had discovered that Luo Xingchen was the first one!
Once, Mu Nanchun's father was actually not the same person as Mu Chengkong's father, and their great grandfather and grandfather were not the same person!
Two veins branch, there are eight Lingyuan realms. Three hundred years ago, when the Shenyuan Pavilion was in its heyday, the Sword Emperor Pavilion and Sword Sovereign Cliff had to be drawn together.
In that life, the great grandfather of Mu Nanchun seemed to have made great contributions. They went after the roots, but they were actually a collateral branch. Later, they rose step by step and became a direct line.
With such great fame, Mu Nanchun's grandfather seemed to have inadvertently saved a disaster in the Shenyuan Pavilion of several surrounding planes. Therefore, all branches of the direct line received routine commendations.
Later, Mu Chengkong's grandfather was forced to abdicate and divide his son into the branch of Mu Nanchun.
This incident was concealed for longer and longer. Until now, there is only one person who knows about it, that is, Mu Chengkong and even Mu Nanchun are in the dark!
Why are you forced to abdicate? That was the great grandfather of Mu Nanchun, because Mu Nantian had a life-saving grace for Mu Yuanhai.
Since then, this kindness has been remembered by Mu Yuanhai's descendants, and they will bear with them no matter what they do to Mu Nanchun's line!
Give them the benefits, try not to fight, at least, pay back three hundred years!
And now, more than three hundred years have passed.
It's not that Mu Chengkong didn't want to show off his talent, but he was afraid that he would hit Mu Nanchun, and the attack would be perfect.
Therefore, he would rather seal his blood and be a relatively mediocre person in martial arts.
Mu Nanchun's father was still relatively wise. He gave half of the power of Shenyuan Pavilion to Mu Chengkong, and gave him the honorable weapon to punish the evildoers!
However, by the generation of Mu Nanchun, it is completely dysfunctional. All of them have their nostrils in the sky, but the branches and leaves are open, but there is really no good thing that can be born.
Under these circumstances, Mu Chengkong has been earnestly assisting them for nearly eighty years. If this kind of change hadn't happened, he might still try his best to assist them!
However, the short-sighted Mu Nanchun broke his back! It won't last long, and the Shenyuan Pavilion of the Blade Continent will be completely defeated!
When they hadn't gone far, they saw a few figures and intercepted them.
This time, all the people who came were old, and it seemed that the youngest was over a hundred years old.
"It's really fast."
Luo Xingchen glanced at these figures indifferently, as if he didn't care.
"Hmph, so courageous, Luo Xingchen, you are trying to push yourself to death!"
The leader is a profound old man, Mu Kun, Shangyuan, ranked 78th on the Banyuan list, and his strength is stronger than Mu Yuanji.
Mu Chengkong glanced at Mu Kun, and said indifferently: "Uncle San, I used to treat you not badly. Mu Nanchun used you as a slave, so you want to deal with me too?"
Mu Kun looked righteous and awe-inspiring, and said indifferently: "Master, follow orders. Can you blame others for doing such a thing?"
Mu Chengkong was silent. It was true that the dog couldn't change eating shit, and he said that it was useless.
"Little brother, you don't have to be brave, I know you can run, you can go first, take Yan'er, don't worry about me."
Mu Chengkong made up his mind and said that he knew he was immortal, and Mu Nanchun would not feel at ease.
Luo Xingchen didn't have any waves on his face, and said calmly: "Senior, don't worry, let alone the Half Abyss Realm, even if he Mu Nanchun comes in person, I have a way to make him come back or not."
"Hi..." Mu Kun and the other old men looked solemn, startled by Luo Xingchen's breath.
Mu Chengkong looked at Luo Xingchen seriously and found that he was so calm and calm.
A person who can't see through is truly terrible!
"Huh, bragging! It's up to you?"
Mu Kun glanced coldly, disdainfully.
Luo Xingchen smiled, scratching his head, harmless to humans and animals, and laughed at himself: "The joke is too big, but the younger generation still has a merciless request."
"Oh?" Mu Kun squinted, wanting to see Luo Xingchen through!
"Senior, you are all in the Half Abyss Realm, and the realm of the younger generation is a thousand miles away from you. Since they are all here, can you one-on-one, or the wheel fight, otherwise the younger generation will not be able to bear it."
Luo Xingchen didn't panic, and said casually.
"Hehe, wishful thinking, you have a secret, we all know that you can hit the young master with a single blow, and you want to use weird means to break us all, and forgive us, we have to deceive the less with more, but also with the big one. !"
Mu Kun was very calm, and he did not hesitate to admit his shortcomings, which directly blocked Luo Xingchen's mouth, leaving him speechless.
After that, several people were ready to take action, and their figures quickly shifted, surrounding the three of Luo Xingchen.
Luo Xingchen's eyes chilled, and he said in a condensed voice: "Then can you step over my corpse first, and don't move them before you kill me?"
Mu Kun said coldly: "They, if they dare to leave one mile away, we will do whatever it takes!"
"Okay." Luo Xingchen nodded, pushing the shoulders of Mu Chengkong and his daughter, and whispered, "Hide away."
They can only be obedient.
He withdrew hundreds of feet in a row, watching from a distance, Luo Xingchen, almost twenty years old, his face was still a little immature.
What he has to face is the four Half Abyss Realm, and the Upper Abyss Realm!
These five people are all old monsters who have practiced for hundreds of years.
I have to say that this is an act of a lunatic.
Mu Lingyan, looking at these elders from a distance, felt unfathomable, that kind of majestic power made people's hearts tremble.
"Father, Lord Luo, can he do it?"
Mu Lingyan murmured.
Mu Chengkong smiled indifferently: "He is playing, he wants to use these people to sharpen himself, improve his experience and combat effectiveness. He really took out his hole cards, it should be fine."
Mu Lingyan glanced away deeply and opened her little cherry mouth, which can only be described as sluggish.
Mu Chengkong, who is a sensible person, could see this situation at a glance.
If Luo Xingchen didn't have a hole card, how could it be possible to face such a strong man but calmly
Luo Xingchen is not such a person.
The five powerhouses all swept away, and masses of spiritual energy formed in the palms of their hands, and every step they took, they were able to shock the air.
Five sharp gazes all pierced Luo Xingchen alone, focusing on him, not daring to slack off.
The young man in front of him has been a legend since he came to Blade's Edge Continent!
Entered the Palace of Wugua Swords, defeated thirty evildoers in one fell swoop, and seized the position of the emperor's son!
Shenyuan Pavilion Mu Yuanji led Wan Wei into the Temple of Wuque Sword to provoke him. Mu Yuanji named Dao and surnamed to fight the Emperor Qiong, claiming that only the Emperor Qiong was qualified to fight him.
However, it was Luo Xingchen who defeated him, with only one move, a heavy blow!
Mu Yuanji's strength at the time was also sufficient to contend with the half-yuan realm in front of him.
How dare they neglect
Mu Kun's gaze was as sharp as a knife, stabbing at Luo Xingchen, and instructed the four Half Abyss Realm: "Beware of him using the secret method. Within ten moves, solve him!"
Ten tricks, just kidding.
Luo Xingchen was expressionless and extremely indifferent.
The ink wheel knife was held tightly in his hand. The seven layers of the Great Zhou Tian Divine Body were shrouded in golden light, majestic and earth-shattering. The surrounding heaven and earth aura, turned into particles, actually poured into his blade quickly, coldly. Now, the chill is pressing.
"kill!"
The five powerful men shot together, all of which were knife repairs. They instantly transformed a large knife, which was enough to split the mountains and rivers. Before the knife was cut out, the sword light had already shot out first, like a waterfall, shooting towards Luo Xingchen’s body, with speed. Very fast!
Luo Xingchen's eyes flashed, stepping, teleporting!
call out!
In an instant, he appeared hundreds of feet away, avoiding the madness of the sword, the five half-yuan level blows, and he was safe and sound.
"Hiss! What a quick action!" All five people were trembling in their hearts. It was the first time that this speed was displayed by a spiritual image realm.
"boom-"
Mu Kun moved, blasting away like a trend, brandishing a long knife and slashing from Luo Xingchen's forehead!
Luo Xingchen's whole body absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, so that he had enough power to move away again, but this time only to retreat by three feet, he rushed out, and the magical skill of stacking explosion instantly increased his power by dozens Times, a strong blow broke out!
His ink wheel knife collided with Mu Kun's quasi-king weapon. The sharpness of the king tool was actually suppressed by the ink wheel knife. The two swords met, and the air current raged and shot everywhere!
Chi Chi Chi Chi...
This kind of power immediately knocked Luo Xingchen into the air, smashing a big tree directly.
And Mu Kun also retreated several feet uncontrollably, his arm was a little sore.
He stared at Luo Xingchen in disbelief, what kind of power was this
Secret
Mu Kun squinted and saw Luo Xingchen immediately get up from the ground, wiped the blood stains casually, with a cold smile on his face.
The complexion didn't seem to change much.
Using the secret method, isn't it consuming the body!
Luo Xingchen glanced at Mu Kun with a calm heart.
He used to use multiple explosions, which would consume a lot of his vitality, but now his Nirvana art is constantly running, and the consumed aura can be filled back in an instant.
Mu Kun let out a touch of coldness, and rushed up again, he didn't believe in evil!
Luo Xingchen closed his eyes in an instant, condensed his magical skills, held the ink wheel knife in his hand, and in his mind, the ancient sword intent that he had just understood in the sword hall was floating!
Afterwards, when Mu Kun rushed towards him, the sharp light of the knife struck him, he swung the knife out, and a milky white light gushing from the tip of the knife, bending and twisting like a long snake.
It seemed inconspicuous, but Mu Kun suddenly shrank and trembled.
He had no time to retract the knife and retreat, his blade was swept away, entangled by these milky white rays, shrinking continuously, and then turned into a huge energy, forming a shock wave and reflecting back!
boom-
Mu Kun's body floated out like a fallen leaf. In the smoke after the explosion, he staggered to his feet, disheveled and embarrassed, and his entire face was scorched black.
The atmosphere suddenly became weird.
Mu Kun's face was cold, his anger was suppressed by his efforts.
Although it was just a skin trauma, it was shameful that he, a man who lived more than three hundred years old, was made like this by a hairy boy!
However, Mu Kun was dumbfounded, staring at Luo Xingchen's ink wheel knife, his eyes flickering, a little lost: "What kind of strange knife intent is this?"