Aojian Tianqiang

On the side of Douzhanmen... For an instant, there was a dead silence!

Those who were still laughing just now had mocking smiles froze on their faces.

Mr. Nan's eyes widened, his gaze was dull; Mr. Chen opened his mouth slightly, in disbelief!

Even they didn't dare to make such a big deal and pick up the fairy rope with bare hands.

Because this is a thing of the Immortal Mansion, and there are immortal powers fluctuating on it!Even if it is the power of the holy realm, he dare not compete with it.

And this young man who was looked down upon... completely ignored by them, was actually caught...with his bare hands!

This is simply more incomprehensible than the end of the world!

Everyone was like a wooden sculpture made of clay, dumbfounded, and almost lost the ability to think.

There is only one thought left in my head: this is impossible!

Especially the young man who sacrificed the Xianxiansuo, with a look of shock and disbelief, shouted angrily: "This is impossible! Xianxiansuo... Bind him for me!"

As he said that, the young man gritted his teeth, his face twisted, and he kept making handprints, wanting to bind Xu Luo with the Xiansuo.

It's a pity that all his movements have no effect on this rope!

Xu Luo stood there, looked at it for a long time, and then couldn't help but said: "Hey, are you done? I've been gesticulating there for a long time, isn't it okay? The grinning look is so ugly, or...you let me try try?"

On the side of Douzhanmen, Nan Hong had a strange expression on his face, as if he was suppressing a smile. Although he knew he shouldn't laugh, this scene was so happy no matter how you looked at it.

It was fine before Xu Luo said it, but when he said it, many people looked at the young monk, their stiff faces twitching, because they also felt that what Xu Luo said was indeed reasonable.

The young monk's hands were gesticulating there, his face was twisted ferociously, and he was gnashing his teeth... In the end, the rope didn't give him any face, and he just lay quietly in Xu Luo's hands, without any reaction!

This is not a blind gesture... what is it?

The young monk seemed to have been greatly humiliated, his face was flushed red, and he glared at Xu Luo: "I will fight you!"

As he said that, he directly sacrificed a flying sword to grab Xu Luo's eyebrows.

An extremely strong aura erupted from the young man's body, and with his strength, he had already reached the fourth step of Tianzun!

This is quite an achievement for a young man!

This kind of cultivation base, in any big sect, is enough to make him a powerful elder.

As a genius praised by others since he was a child, as a young power who was famous in Kyushu, he couldn't bear Xu Luo's humiliation like this!

Therefore, the young monk swears that he must behead this dog!

Take a breath!

The flying sword was unbelievably fast, like a beam of light, it arrived in front of Xu Luo in an instant.

The sharp edge of the sword exudes terrifying killing intent, which can easily disturb people's minds; the terrifying energy fluctuations on the sword possess majestic divine power, even if it is a mountain, this sword can smash it to pieces!

Xu Luo chuckled, raised his hand, and grabbed the flying sword with his hand.

Those people in Douzhanmen and Tianyangzhou were shocked again... Only this time, they didn't dare to show any mocking eyes, they just looked at Xu Luo's actions in shock.

boom!

Xu Luo's hand instantly came into contact with the flying sword at an astonishing speed, and then... grabbed the flying sword.

"Trash!" Xu Luo muttered, exerting a little force on his fingers.

Kabang!

The flying sword, which was refined from divine material and whose hardness was comparable to that of the Heavenly Venerable Magical Artifact, was unexpectedly broken by Xu Luo's hand... with one hand!

Xu Luo threw the two broken swords on the ground casually, and looked at the young monk with disdain on his face: "What else, take them out? Otherwise, there will be no chance for a while."

Almost everyone looked at Xu Luo's hand that broke off the flying sword...

Unscathed!

Although the young monk hated Xu Luo very much in his heart, at this moment, he was a little stunned, stood there at a loss, and murmured: "How is this possible? My flying sword... is made with the star falling It is made of iron, without inscriptions, it is stronger than many Heavenly Venerable Magical Artifacts...how could it be broken?"

As he spoke, the young monk spat out a mouthful of blood with a wow sound.

This flying sword was forged with the essence and blood of his own life, but now Xu Luo broke it casually, and he was seriously injured.

The hair that stood upright like an explosion on the lion-headed old man Nan became even straighter, and his pair of eyes became extremely deep, staring at Xu Luo's movements.

The thin old man, Chen Lao, had murderous intent flashing in his eyes. Now he has a feeling that if this young man can't get rid of immediately, there will be endless troubles!

Thinking in my heart, Old Chen's figure...moved instantly!

This speed... is unbelievably fast!

In an instant, he appeared in front of Xu Luo, stretched out the hand that was as dry as an old branch, and grabbed Xu Luo's throat directly.

An angry shout came out of his mouth: "Junior, go to hell!"

Shrink to the ground!

The pupils of many people suddenly constricted, watching this scene in disbelief.

Those present are all peerless geniuses, and their vision is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary people. It can be seen at a glance that Mr. Chen is using a supernatural power that shrinks the ground to an inch.

But almost before they could react, they heard Xu Luo on the opposite side yell softly: "Boot!"

Then, the rope that he held in his hand tied up Old Chen in an instant.

"Give it to me!" Chen Lao uttered an earth-shattering shout, like thunder, and sneered at the same time: "This thing...is useless to the Holy One...huh?"

Before the word 'use' could be said, an inconceivable expression appeared on Mr. Chen's thin old face, because his body was tightly bound by this rope!

The majestic and vast power all over his body seemed to be emptied in an instant, and he couldn't use it at all!

Then, Old Chen saw the young man on the opposite side, with a slightly mocking face, and then he saw this young man raised his hand, and towards his face... slapped him fiercely.

Snapped!

The slap is loud!

This slap also stunned the group of people from Douzhanmen and Tianyang State on the opposite side.

Including Lion Head Nan Lao, his face was full of astonishment, and he couldn't believe that what he saw was real.

Heavenly Venerable vs. Holy Venerable...how could this be the result?

This is impossible!

What is holy?

Step into the avenue and be holy!

What is respect?

Respect above the avenue!

The majestic sage, in front of a celestial being, doesn't even have the strength to fight back?

And... the immortal rope, obviously already sacrificed and refined by the people on his side, obviously already tried, and it has no effect on the Holy One.

How could it bind the Holy One if it got into his hands?

"I've seen you upset for a long time!" Xu Luo said, and slapped him again.

At this time, Chen Lao was bound by the immortal rope, and his whole body strength was completely sealed, just like a mortal.

Xu Luo's two slaps almost smashed his face!

Because Xu Luo smoked... one side.

Old Chen was stunned by the beating. He looked at Xu Luo in a daze, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. He didn't speak for a long time, his eyes... were full of fear.

The strong murderous intent before has long since disappeared.

In his mind, it was blank at first, and then, for some unknown reason, many of those previous experiences unexpectedly emerged.

Those...experiences that he had deliberately forgotten...experiences.

He was respected as a genius since he was a child. Although his master's family is not big, he can be called a peerless genius that has never been seen in that small sect!

That sect exhausted all its resources, and they all fell on him alone.

Finally, when he was in his 30s, he stepped into the peak of the Supreme Realm, and successfully obtained the qualification to participate in the Kyushu Summit...

As a result, after he stepped onto the battlefield, he turned around and beheaded the other two senior brothers from the small sect who came with him.

Because he thinks that that little sect has hurt him!

"If I join a great sect, then my current achievements will definitely be even higher!"

Therefore, ever since he stepped into the battlefield at the top of Kyushu, he never thought about going back to that small sect.

He thinks his future is the sea of ​​stars!

"How could it be possible to go back to that damn...the ghost place that has delayed me for so many years?"

"The goddamn sect master elder was afraid that I would run away, so he forced me two oil bottles, why keep them? Just kill them!"

Then, after the identity plate was robbed, he had to stay on the battlefield at the top of Kyushu.

became a hermit.

In order to survive, he has done everything, as for betraying his dignity... What is this kind of thing?

He can even betray his teacher who has been so kind to him, what else can he not do?

Finally, he met Nan Lao, a young genius who also came from Tianyang State. At that time, Nan Lao was not an old man, but a handsome young man, a few years older than him, but with his strength, he had already stepped into the realm of Tianzun.

This made Mr. Chen feel ashamed, and he became more determined to join the great sect.

So, from then on, he tried his best and finally...became friends with Mr. Nan.

Time flies, in a blink of an eye... Millions of years have passed.

The hostility in his heart has not been wiped out by the years, but it has become more and more serious.

"I am such a proud flower, how could it be possible to wither before it blooms?"

"I can not be reconciled!"

Although Mr. Chen has lived for a million years, his mentality...is still the mentality of that cruel and ungrateful young man on the battlefield at the top of Kyushu.

never changed.

"It's just why... these memories... suddenly appeared in my mind?" Old Chen was startled, and then suddenly realized that these things are actually his demons!

It's just that on weekdays, he used his powerful strength to suppress him with his avenue!

There are three thousand ways, not all ways... are good ways.

Now all his power is suppressed by Xianxiansuo, and those inner demons... just like that, attacked very suddenly.

He even remembered clearly the look in the eyes of the two senior brothers who were beheaded by him before they died!

The doubts, surprises, anger, and puzzlement in those eyes... to the sadness and relief at the end.

Then he closed his eyes calmly, as if accepting his fate.

One by one came to his mind.

For some reason, at this moment, Mr. Chen suddenly remembered how those two senior brothers had treated him well, and when he was growing up, they were like his own brothers, protecting, forbearing, and accommodating him in every possible way.

Those dusty memories at the bottom... emerged one by one.

So, Mr. Chen, this powerful man in the realm of the Holy Venerable, suddenly went crazy.