The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 808
Luo Yang didn't even look at the faces of those people, and laughed mockingly: "This is a life-and-death battle, how can you get out of this ring regardless of life and death? If you say stop, stop? It's just a bunch of old pigs and dogs, noisy!"

Without any hesitation, Luo Yang swung the three thousand swords, and one of Duguhu's hearts was shattered directly. His eyebrows flickered to suppress Duguhu's resistance, preventing him from mobilizing any means to save his life.

The long sword was drawn out and cut horizontally again. Amidst the unbelievable screams, Duguhu's dead head was thrown high, he couldn't believe it.

How could the high-ranking self die in the hands of such a wild kid who looked down on him and didn't know where he came from?It shouldn't be, it's unscientific!

"Ah! Bastard, you actually killed the sixth son!"

"How dare you? How dare you? Do you know who he is? You are digging your own grave!"

"Kill him, take his head to the Patriarch, and avenge the young master!"

Those who watched almost all dispersed, fearing that they would be involved in a shameful disaster. Only those powerful people dared to watch from afar. Those in Dugu's family were going crazy, and hundreds of people were like wolves. The tiger rushed forward.

They can be selected to dominate the field, almost all of them are masters who are at the peak of Nirvana or even consummated, and some are even powerful, but because of the characteristics of Jiuzhongtian, even if they are powerful, they only have the strength of Nirvana and Consummation.

So Luoyang wasn't worried at all, the source of life in his body surged and quickly healed his wounds, the golden light rumbled, and his whole body was almost drowned by the brilliant sunlight.

"A group of useless old clappers, reincarnated alive as a disgusting toad, also want to kill the young master, and don't take a piss to see what kind of virtue you are!"

Luoyang killed Duguhu and defeated Luo Hui and Qin Chi. He was in a good mood and thoughtful. He felt that the spirit, energy and spirit were unified by the primordial spirit, and he had the urge to break through the fourth heaven of Nirvana on the spot.

"die!"

Hundreds of people rushed up and surrounded Luoyang. The Fengyuntai battle had already disappeared, and all kinds of supernatural powers, treasures, and magical torrents greeted Luoyang's body with all their might.

"Buzz!"

But all the power of a wave of golden light was blocked, it was a relic, and at this moment, it was aroused by Luoyang with golden light, and ten thousand mu became a compassionate Buddha country!

"I rely on!"

A big man with a dark face almost gritted his teeth. Dugu's family's eyes were red, and their faces were as black as the bottom of a pot.

Luo Yang laughed loudly, and rushed out with the Three Thousand Swords in his hand. No matter what magical powers he had, they were cut into pieces, and no matter what magic weapons and forbidden weapons were cut into two!
The screams were endless, and those big masters in the midair almost became spirits one by one, spurting blood there endlessly, as if they didn't want money!
Now Luoyang has relics to protect the body and three thousand swords, so it is completely possible to ignore these so-called masters who only have Nirvana cultivation.

He swept across all the way, if it weren't for the fact that killings are not allowed here except for life and death battles, the killing spree would have started long ago. Wherever he passed, the stumps and broken bodies flew around, and those masters all fell to the ground like dumplings.

"It's boring, I won't play with you guys!"

Luoyang laughed loudly, winked triumphantly and made a bloody path, and rushed towards the distance, as long as he rushed out of the sealed place, he could leave with a single thought!
"Little Luoyang thief, where are you going?"

A golden chariot was blocked on the road, and there was a strange beast pulling the chariot inlaid with demon cores and beautiful jade. On top of the chariot stood a man with a big arm and a round waist, holding a golden mace and shouting arrogantly.

Then he was dumbfounded, because the sword in the young man's hand blurred, and the head of his own cart-drawing beast flew high.

Then he watched his golden chariot being cut into two pieces from the middle by the other party, and almost choked to death with his saliva: "Ah, my car, my black cloud beast, my God!"

Luoyang moved forward all the way, smashing the Qin family's chariot to pieces, and after a circle, cut off the magnificent battle sword released by dozens of people from Xiongjian Peak.

He finally broke out of the siege, a few flashes disappeared into the sky, and it seemed that he was about to run away.

The so-called heroes from all walks of life are chasing after them, and all kinds of news are flying all over the sky, constantly being passed on to the big forces one by one, and falling into the hands of the big men.

"Little brat, do you think you can escape if you kill my son?" This is an old man from the Dugu family with a blushing face and a thick neck yelling angrily.

"Little thief from Luoyang, you can't escape the temple if you run away as a monk! Now that I know your name, I can definitely find you by following the clues!"

A bearded swordsman on Xiongjian Peak stuck his long sword in the ground, shouted out of breath, and greeted all the eight generations of ancestors in Luoyang in his heart, which is really amazing!

Luoyang people's sword fusion speed is already fast, coupled with the use of the golden-winged roc's Taoism, the speed will be even higher. The group of people behind only have the strength of Nirvana level, so they can only eat ashes behind.

"Who said the name of that dog thief before?" A woman with a slender figure and a graceful waist asked suddenly: "Hurry up and find her, she must know who Luoyang is!"

"That's right, if you find her, that dog thief won't be able to run away, just copy his lair!"

As soon as this method was said, it immediately aroused a lot of approval, so the girl saw thousands of black crowds coming towards her, and she opened her mouth, a little at a loss.

"Don't look at Miss, it will be troublesome if you look at it again." The old woman hurriedly grabbed the girl's hand, fled towards the distance, and left after rushing out of this place.

Luoyang moved forward all the way, and finally got rid of everyone after rushing for a hundred thousand miles. He showed a smug smile, grabbed the relic, turned it over with a smile, and finally put it in his pocket.

He strode forward through the clouds and fog, but he couldn't prevent the world in front of him from suddenly sluggish, like the surface of flowing water suddenly turned into a layer of ice.

Luo Yang slammed his head against the invisible wall, and his whole body slowly slid down from above in a big shape, and he fell to the ground, his whole body was not well, and the black gold stars flickered in front of his eyes.

"Damn it, which old bastard dares to plot against the young master? If you have the guts, come out, and see if the young master beats you up!"

Luo Yang jumped up, covered his head and cursed loudly, spitting stars splashed everywhere, the Buddha's light burst out in front of him, and immediately enveloped a radius of [-] zhang, a group of more than a dozen monks appeared not far away.

First, an old monk with white eyebrows clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, the benefactor, please stay still, the poor monk has some things to trouble the benefactor."

"Ah bah, it turns out that it's you old bald donkeys with hairless heads and big hearts!"

Luoyang was on fire, and he didn't give them any face at all. He jumped and scolded: "You bunch of bald donkeys who don't do anything about human affairs, why don't you go out to moles the big girl and the little daughter-in-law to stop the young master?"

"Let me help you if you have something to do, you bald ghost! If you have something to do, go to the Buddha and see how he will deal with you group of bald old bastards who have forgotten their ancestors and deceived their ancestors!"

"If you are a bit knowledgeable, get out of here quickly, make way for the young master to go, or I will kill you all! Hang up in front of the Buddha one by one to repent, do you understand?"

More than a dozen monks were stunned by the scolding, and even the white-browed monk's eyeballs almost popped out, thinking that I just said one sentence, why are you blocking me so much?
There was a young monk with a fiery temper who stood up, pointed at Luoyang and shouted: "Boy, don't be ignorant of compliments. My uncle is talking to you with good intentions, but you don't know what is good and what is wrong, and your words are not condescending!"

"If you are sensible, don't hand over the relics, otherwise it will look like a bloody battle will be inevitable here." A middle-aged monk opened his eyes wide and glared like a vajra: "Amitabha!"

Luo Yang pursed his lips, acting as if he suddenly realized: "So it's a robber, you said it earlier, don't tarnish the reputation of the Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas! Come on, young master, make gestures with you fake monks."

The white-browed old monk was so angry that the sound of the Buddha's trumpet shook Luoyang's blood, "Amitabha, don't misunderstand the donor. The relic you got from Duguhu was obtained after one of my junior disciples from the King Kong Temple passed away."

"This item is very important to my Vajra Temple. I also ask the benefactor to return it to me. Everyone in the temple will be grateful for the benefactor's great kindness."

Luo Yang nodded with the original expression on his face, and said affectionately: "No, no way, get out."

No matter how good-tempered Monk Baimei was, his hair almost exploded. He almost went mad and said, "As a benefactor, we will not take away the relics for nothing. We will give you equivalent compensation. What do you think of the mighty soldier?"

"Okay, one hundred pieces of powerful magic weapons, bring them." Luoyang looked like a villain, and the lion opened his mouth.

Monk Baimei didn't expect Luoyang to be so greedy, both of his eyebrows jumped up, almost igniting the true anger of King Ming.

A little monk in yellow came out: "Amitabha, I saw you fight against Qin Chi and Luo Hui, and kill Duguhu. You are also the pride of heaven. Luoyang, I wonder if you dare to fight the poor monk?"

"Why should I fight with you? I owe you!" Luo Yang asked triumphantly, not at all.

"You!" The little monk in yellow froze for a moment, and froze there. That's right, why should he fight him?
"A mighty divine weapon!"

The white-browed monk said in a hoarse voice: "As long as you can defeat him, you will be a powerful weapon. If you can't win, hand over the relic, and the poor monk will give you a hundred thousand heaven-reaching spirit stones as compensation, how about it?"

Luo Yang immediately changed his face when he heard it, turning his face faster than turning the pages of a book, he stepped forward with a smile and took the arm of the white-browed monk, his gesture was as kind as possible.

"Who am I? It turned out to be an eminent monk from the King Kong Temple. It was so offensive and offensive before. Please don't forget the villain's mistakes. The prime minister can hold a boat in his belly. Sit down and rest!"

One party was a monk who was defeated by Luoyang's shamelessness, thinking that there is anyone in the world with a thicker skin than this person?See money eyes open, see the dead money fans who have eyes open for money!

"Do you still want to fight?" The little monk in yellow clothes said impatiently: "Stop stroking my uncle's eyebrows, and the beard is not good, I'll go, my uncle has no hair, you hurry up and fight! "

"Okay, here we come! Master's scalp is well maintained, there is no hair, hehe."

Under the murderous gaze of the white-browed monk, Luo Yang withdrew his hand from Jiaming's scalp, and turned to look at the little monk in yellow.

"What are you shouting for? Are you calling you deaf? Are you so anxious to be beaten, and so anxious to give the mighty magic weapon to the young master?" Luo Yang said proudly, his body trembling, and the sound of pearls falling to the ground continued.

(End of this chapter)