Chapter 9 Magical Fierce

At the beginning, when Yang Qunyinghui, in front of the heroes of the three mountains, Zhou Ming, the god Wuzong of Doumen, was so majestic and how strong he was. Just one look and one action made people speculative.

But now, in the view of a hundred miles of sky, although Zhou Ming is still as straight and tenacious as ever, he can't hide the weak breath emanating from his body. The god Wuzong of Doumen is as important as Canglan Mountain in Daomen. Such a strong sect kept an abnormally low profile during the chaos in South China.

If Mr. Yu is here, then he can definitely see some of the inside stories. Unfortunately, Bailichangkong and Yi Fei and Lingyao are not the people who can guess the truth of the matter based on this clue alone.

"It's going to rain."

Lingyao suddenly opened her mouth and looked back at her in the hundred miles of sky, but Lingyao did not look at him, but turned her head. Yi Fei looked at the sky. The clouds were not thick, but a little too much, and the air was also a little moist.

A long hair was tied with a gold-laid silk ribbon, dressed in a black and gold-patterned brocade coat, and shark skin armor was tied from his left shoulder to his waist and abdomen. Luo Hujun stood in front of everyone. There was strange excitement on his face. This belligerent man was a fearsome existence even in the magic gate, not to mention here.

The fierce reputation is far away. Luo Yujun holds his arms and does not move his own mountain-like momentum, which is obviously more advanced than when he was in Yangshan. Zhou Ming's face was a little ugly, but he still took the initiative to get out of the carriage. The second lady in the carriage was about to come out, but she was blocked by him.

"Are you confident to deal with Luo Hujun?"

said in a low voice, Yi Fei and Ling Yao were stunned, and then showed incredible eyes. Although they could feel the strength of the man, they did not know him. Momen Luohoujun is famous. The most recent attack was in Dangyang. The opponent of the war was seven knives a guilty plea, all of which has long-standing super first-class peaks. The situation of that war has already spread to the whole of South China, even the whole of China...

When Yangshan was almost collapsed, how powerful it should be. Such a figure stood there without taking action, but Yi Fei and Lingyao already felt the pressure on their bodies. They stretched out their hands and held their fingers tightly and opened their fingers, so back and forth to relax his nerves.

"Luo Yujun."

Zhou Ming walked to Luo Yujun, and his light cyan gown was motionless.

"Zhou Ming, your Shenwu Sect is over. Do you think you can still be saved?"

Luo Hujun's voice was very heavy and sounded oppressive, but none of this was as shocking as what he said, and he almost shouted in the hundred miles of sky. Is Shenwuzong over? What the hell happened in Doumen? Now, except for Su Shaoyun, the chivalrous sect has almost nothing to do with Doumen. How can one of the seven sects in the world have let his sect come to an end like this?

No sound...

"Stop talking nonsense, Luo Yujun, you are a strong man, bringing so many people around me, but let me look down on you."

Zhou Ming said calmly, as if Luo Yujun's words did not have any impact on him. After hearing this, Luo Yujun shrugged his shoulders and turned to look at the strangely dressed Jin Changsheng.

"You can retreat. Zhou Ming will die today, and I will also help you kill that second lady."

Jin Changsheng seemed to be a little opposed when he heard the words, but he swallowed it. He knew that although the guy in front of him was on his side, it was not easy to make him angry. It was likely that the people present today would become his target.

came suddenly and retreated faster. The group of people were sitting like needles in front of Luo Jun. Now the other party has talked and can't wait to retreat faster. Of course, they can't leave like this, just waiting for the news a miles or two ahead. Only a few of the gatekeepers of Luoshu Sect were left, and even these gatekeepers stood far away, with no intention of approaching.

Luo Jun waited until the group of people retreated so that they could not see the shadow clearly, and then turned around, but his eyes suddenly expanded. Luo Yujun's palms opened like an eagle's claws and fiercely hit the direction of Baili Changkong and others. At the same time, a thunderous roar came from his throat. The bodyguard couldn't help spitting blood directly. Stun.

"What kind of person is sneaky!!"

In the distance, the three people in the hundred-mile long sky rolled up a violent wave in front of the bushes. The thick trees at the mouth of the bowl broke one after another, and a vague atmosphere came all over the ground. The hundred-mile long sky fell off the ground, and Yi Fei and Ling Yao also stood behind him. The three horses were the first to withstand this oppression and fell to the ground with a hissing sound!

"Spirit Swordsmanship! Shuixuan!"

had to shout loudly to boost his momentum. A hundred miles of long sky pulled out the sword from behind his waist, and the ice and snow-like sword spirit gushed out. This sword was selected by him in the chivalrous door. It was regarded as a top grade, and it would not break immediately under such a valley.

The strength of a hundred miles in the sky was unexpected by Luo Yujun. He just vaguely felt that someone was peeping from a distance, but he didn't expect that the other party's strength was so strong that his eight successful palms were actually resisted! Shui Xuan's move in Tianling swordsmanship is to defend first and then attack. In a hurry, he thought he had no ability to attack later, so he simply defended it to the end.

Luo Yujun only felt that the spirit he hit seemed to be held by a huge whirlpool, and such a blow actually made him briefly lose his mind! Zhou Ming broke out!

The enemy is not good. Since he wants to kill himself, there is no need to talk about the dignity of the martial artist. Zhou Ming himself is a top master. He will never miss Luo Yujun's short flaw and rush forward as soon as possible!

Luo Yujun was annoyed that he could repel people in the distance as long as he worked harder, but he had to risk a counterattack. At this moment, the two conveniences have begun to fight! Zhou Ming occupied his hands, and a series of offensives were endless. Finally, he hit the "Crazy Eight Sections" of Shenwu Sect! The pressure on Luo Yujun is higher than that!

"We're going too!"

Bailichangkong did not hesitate. Luo Hujun rushed to the battlefield as soon as he accepted it. At the same time, Luo Huzong people who were on guard in the distance also killed the three hundred miles of Changkong one after another.

The wind was turbulent, and the fainting bodyguard was awakened by the second lady's maidservant. When he opened his eyes, he saw Luo Yujun, who was being crazily suppressed by Zhou Ming, and he couldn't help but feel excited. In the battle of masters, the party that takes the lead has an absolutely terrible advantage, and the life of the bodyguard is expected to be guaranteed.

The second lady opened the curtains on the carriage, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Zhou Ming, who were fighting fiercely, and then looked at the three hundred miles in the sky rushing here in the distance. Because the distance was too far, she could only see a figure with long white hair, but the man was full of sword spirit, flexible and fierce, like wind and snow, which was really drifting. Extremely bright.

"The swordsmanship is so strong that I don't know who the master is?"

The second lady said that the slave behind her was also a martial artist, and her eyesight was much better than her. That's why her face was full of surprise, because he saw a young man.

"What's wrong, Xiaohua?"

The second lady was puzzled, and the servant named Xiaohua immediately pleaded guilty.

"Miss, that man is just a young man, about the same age as you, and his companions are the same."

"Ah, about my age? Is it easy to compete with Luo Hujun's strength in such a year?

The second lady covered her mouth in surprise, but her mind flashed, remembering the story of a group of young people that is now widely circulated. Among them, the most rumored is a young man who is said to be very arrogant, and the second is a swordist. The * and chic appearance of Tianjian Villa are the most rumored...

"Chivalrous Gate, a hundred miles in the sky?"

There is a strange color flash in the second lady's eyes, because today's dead end may be a turning point! But it was at this time that the second lady heard a roar full of anger and saw a scene of almost despair!

Luo Jun's long hair jumped like a fire snake, and his whole body was black. A flame-like air ring burst around him. Zhou Ming spit blood and retreated, with an incredible look on his face. At the same time, Luo Yujun, with red eyes, took a step forward and punched Zhou Ming's chest like a drum!

Bum!

Zhou Ming retreated again, Luo Haojun rushed forward again, and punched again! Zhou Ming retreated continuously! Another punch!

Three punches and one punch was even heavier. When I saw a hundred miles in the sky, I felt cold in my heart and was almost hurt by several Luo Yuzong's doormen. If Lingyao hadn't been can't see it in the end and finally pulled out her sword, maybe this romantic man's face would have blossomed!

After three punches, Luo Hujun put on a defensive posture, and his fists gradually closed. It seemed that there was no longer a threat, but everyone could see that his next offensive would not be launched, and one attack would be earth-shaking!!!

A hundred miles of sky clenched his teeth. Zhou Ming can't die. There are too many things that haven't been figured out. He can't die! And as soon as Zhou Ming died, no one could escape Luo Hujun's killer here!

"My sword! Twenty-one!!!!!"