Primordial Demon Venerable, you can't afford it

Chapter 477

A knife.

With just one knife, Wu Jun, who was at the fifth level of the Fate Palace, was lying on the ground motionless like a dead dog, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Luo Qianqiu came here not only relying on courage.

even more……

strength!

Those direct descendants of the Wu family, elders and guards, were originally waiting to see a good show, to see Luo Qianqiu's miserable situation.

But at this moment, everyone showed horrified eyes.

Although they wanted to step forward, their trembling legs did not allow them to do so.

boom……

The chair under Wu Kongshan's seat collapsed into powder.

"I underestimated you."

When Feng Linxian described Luo Qianqiu as scary, he only thought that Feng Linxian was as timid as a mouse.

Now, it kind of feels like that.

With a wave of Wu Kongshan's hand, a long river descended from the sky, rushing down.

It is one of the unique skills of the Wu family, the Art of Styx.

A cold air suddenly pervaded the entire square, making everyone around tremble.

Luo Qianqiu tapped his toes, "Magic Walking Jue" was cast suddenly, and disappeared in place.

The moment he just disappeared, on the ground where he was, several ice swords descended from the sky, piercing dozens of holes in the hard bluestone slab.

"The art of the Styx, the Wu family's art of the Styx is really extraordinary."

Jin Feichi watched the two of them fighting.

Wu Kongshan missed a single blow, and Styx above his head adjusted his direction again.

And this time.

Luo Qianqiu's devilish energy surged out, and he slashed down with a volley.

shuh...

The fiery red glow of the sword, like the coming of heavenly fire, is in stark contrast to the Styx of Wukong Mountain.

The breath of ice and fire kept colliding, and suddenly a strong wind blew up.

boom……

The surrounding vegetation and boulders were all shaken away.

Under the aftermath, all the exquisite attics of the Wu family were reduced to ruins.

shuh...

Luo Qianqiu cut it down again.

Immediately, the third knife.

When the third knife fell, a crack finally appeared in the Styx River above Wu Kongshan's head.

The fissure gradually widened, eventually becoming two halves from it.

Wu Kongshan was hit by the force of the shock, and he flew upside down for hundreds of meters before stopping.

At this moment, the originally exuberant confidence has begun to wither.

"What, it's impossible."

Jin Feichi, who had always supported Wu Kongshan, couldn't help exclaiming.

Wu Kongshan, one of the three great patriarchs of the Chiyan Principality, unexpectedly fell behind.

The faces of the Wu family were ashen.

Their self-confidence and arrogant attitude suffered a huge blow.

shuh...

Luo Qianqiu didn't give Wu Kongshan any chance, the Demon Walking Art was used, and his whole body turned into shadows and rushed towards Wu Kongshan.

A knife to the left, a knife to the right, as if growing out of the void, turning into countless Luo Qianqiu, there is no way to see which one is real.

"The Wall of the Styx River."

Wu Kongshan shouted suddenly.

Spiritual energy surged out from his body, forming a water curtain that gathered around him.

The Nine Tribulations Flame Knife in Luo Qianqiu's hand slashed on it, making a deafening sound.

In an instant, the two had fought for hundreds of rounds.

Luo Qianqiu landed the last knife, and Wu Kongshan flew upside down again.

A smear of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face became a little unnatural.

He was a strong man at the eighth level of the Ming Palace, but he was chased and beaten by a person at the fifth level of the Ming Palace.

Now, it is no longer a question of face, but a question of strength.

His real strength is not as good as Luo Qianqiu.

How is this possible, how is it possible!

Facing another attack from Luo Qianqiu, Wu Kongshan did not stop him.

Instead, he shouted and took out a black object from his arms.

This is an old lock, which looks very ordinary.

"Zhong Lingsuo, lock the universe."

Wu Kongshan shouted loudly.

It doesn't matter that the Nine Tribulations Flaming Saber in Luo Qianqiu's hand is extraordinary, he also has treasures.

In an instant, several beams of light shot up from the ground, trapping Luo Qianqiu in the middle.

As the light of the black lock in Wu Kongshan's hand floated, black runes poured into the beam of light one by one.

The pressure on Luo Qianqiu gradually increased.

His whole body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and his movements became slow.

And the people around watching the battle also felt that they had fallen into a quagmire, and even their own power was not functioning smoothly.

"Hmph, Luo Qianqiu, I said, as long as you dare to come, I will kill you."

"With my supreme treasure Zhong Ling locked in, let me see how you will die tragically under my hands."

Wu Kongshan sneered.

A kid who didn't even have full hair came to fight with Wu Kongshan, looking for death or something.

Hearing Wu Kongshan's words, the members of the Wu family finally let out a long sigh of relief.

They once thought that the ancestor of the Wu family was about to lose.

Not only the Wu family, but also those who came to participate in the teaching conference thought so.

Fortunately, this is just an illusion.

"As expected of the ancestor of the Wu family, as expected of the existence I want to look up to." A disciple sighed.

"Luo Qianqiu is actually great, but it's a pity. He is too frivolous when he is young, and he doesn't know how to advance or retreat." Someone felt sorry for Luo Qianqiu.

"That's right, Luo Qianqiu, you can't win, and you will never win. Wu Kongshan is my master, my master."

Jin Feichi showed ecstasy, as if he had won the competition himself.

He is proud, he is proud.

"Little bastard, fight with me, you are still a little tender."

A black light emerged from the beam of light, condensing in the sky above Luo Qianqiu like a dog's head.

The power is overwhelming, making everyone palpitate.

It is conceivable that if Luo Qianqiu was hit, he would die a terrible death.

However, Luo Qianqiu just closed his eyes.

"Zhong Lingsuo is really good, but what you witnessed is only half of my strength."

An understatement of words floated out.

"what?"

Before Wu Kongshan understood, his pupils shrank suddenly.

The devilish energy enveloping Luo Qianqiu slowly condensed into a giant spirit snake.

Moreover, Luo Qianqiu's aura is constantly rising.

Even Zhong Lingsuo was trembling.

After a while.

hold head high……

A loud roar sounded.

It wasn't until this moment that Wu Kongshan discovered that what surrounded Luo Qianqiu was not a spirit snake, but a dragon.

A ferocious dragon.

This time, Wu Kongshan was so frightened that his soul trembled.

This is not a simple shape, he really felt the aura of a real dragon in this illusory dragon shape.

"Cut me."

Wu Kongshan's eyes were about to burst, and he let out a loud roar.

If you don't do it again, it will be too late.

However, it is too late now.

The Nine Tribulations Flame Knife in Luo Qianqiu's hand erupted with a burst of dazzling light, swallowing him whole.

Then, it turned into a huge ray of light and struck on the beam of light.

boom……

Dazzling light shines in the sky.

A wave of aftermath visible to the naked eye continued to oscillate.

In a radius of tens of miles, the entire Wu family mansion and those buildings were all turned into powder.

On the ground, those who were close fainted directly.

In the void, a fire dragon broke through the beam of light and emerged from Wu Kongshan's body.

boom……

After a while, Wu Kongshan's body fell from the air and fell heavily on the ground.

It turned out to be passed out.

(End of this chapter)