Martial Dao Great Emperor

"Qiang!"

Sparks flew everywhere, and a powerful counterattack made Luo Xiu take a few steps back.

The opponent's internal strength is at least the fifth level, and coupled with the suppression of his cultivation, Luo Xiu is no match for him.

Moreover, the swordsmanship of this young man in white robe is also very good. It is close to perfection and Luo Xiu has no chance to hurt him.

"Suffer death! Sirius Xiaoyue!"

A whistle came from the mouth of the white-robed young man, and the brilliant sword light struck, making Luo Xiu feel like a wolf looking up to the sky and howling.

Obviously, what the white-robed young man was performing was a fifth-grade or above sword technique!

"Thunder Nine Swords!"

Luo Xiu resisted with all his strength, his sword was reaching its limit, and ripples appeared in the air.

The two swords collided, Luo Xiu's figure quickly retreated, the tiger's mouth was torn open by the shock, and blood flowed out.

"Huh? You can actually resist my Heavenly Wolf Xiaoyue?" The white-robed young man frowned, very dissatisfied that his sword only cracked Luo Xiu's tiger's mouth.

He is a warrior at the seventh level of Qi Sea, and his true energy is close to the essence. Tianlang Xiaoyue is even a fifth-level martial artist. Many warriors in the same realm are no match for him.

"If you don't die, you might be able to occupy a place in Xiaoyao Sect someday. Unfortunately, you will die in my hands. I can only blame you for offending someone you shouldn't have offended!" The white-robed young man raised his sword in his hand and killed again. Come.

"boom!"

Luo Xiu circulated his true energy to the extreme, and the wheels of life and death in his dantian rotated rapidly, and black flames rose on the surface of his body.

"The power of fire? How is this possible?" The young man in white robe saw the black flames appearing on Luo Xiu's body, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Thunder Nine Swords!"

At this moment, Luo Xiu used the black flame of death to perform his sword technique. The sword energy roared and the eerie breath of death spread.

"Qiang!"

The swords in the hands of the two collided again. This time Luo Xiu was not knocked back. With the power of the black flame of death, he resisted the impact of the opponent's true energy.

The white-robed young man's eyes showed a look of shock, "The Qi Sea realm actually masters the power of attributes..."

But he quickly calmed down, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth again, "Even if you have mastered the power of attributes, but your cultivation level is too low, you will still die in my hands."

"Dragon Tiger Fist!"

Luo Xiu clenched his fist with his left hand and performed the fierce tiger style of Dragon Tiger Fist. The black flames of death condensed and blasted towards the face of the white-robed young man.

"Open Mountain Palm!"

The white-robed young man's mouth showed disdain, and he casually used a fourth-level palm technique. The true energy was condensed and he wanted to smash Luo Xiu's fist.

"Bang!"

The fists and palms collided. Luo Xiu's body was shaken and he retreated continuously, but he sneered in his heart. The life veins in the opponent's left hand had been damaged by him.

"ah!"

The young man in white robe screamed, his face turned pale with pain, and there were severe pains in his left hand. His muscles and bones were broken, and a hot breath continued to burn his flesh and blood, making the pain unbearable.

"How is this possible? Even if he has mastered the power of attributes, his Qi is not as strong as mine. I clearly knocked him back, why did I get hurt instead?" The young man in white robe can't figure out what is going on. .

However, Luo Xiu would not give him any chance to think. The shadow sword was like black lightning, killing his opponent.

The young man in white robe quickly swung his sword to resist, but because his left hand was injured and could not be used, his strength was affected. Although he was not suppressed by Luo Xiu, it was almost impossible to kill Luo Xiu.

"Tamron style!"

Luo Xiu caught a slight flaw in the opponent and once again condensed the black flames of death with his left hand, blasting towards the white-robed young man.

"Damn bastard!"

The young man in white robe was furious. His left hand was injured and he could not resist at all. The sword in his hand was restrained by Luo Xiu. He could only retreat to avoid Luo Xiu's punch.

But as soon as he retreated, Luo Xiu took the advantage.

"it's over!"

A cold light flashed in Luo Xiu's eyes, and the black shadow sword flashed past, and with a puff, it cut the white-robed young man's wrist, causing blood to splatter.

"ah!"

The young man in white robe screamed again, the long sword in his hand fell off, and a sharp sword light touched his forehead.

At this moment, the young man in white robe felt like he had fallen into an ice cave.

Thinking that he, a majestic warrior at the seventh level of the Qi Sea, actually lost to a guy who had just entered the first level of the Qi Sea, this made him feel shocked and angry.

However, the threat of death was so close that he did not dare to act rashly.

"Who asked you to kill me?" Luo Xiu asked coldly.

"I tell you, will you let me go?" The young man in white robe stared at Luo Xiu, "If you promise not to kill me, I will tell you."

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me." Luo Xiu shouted coldly. The tip of the sword moved forward half an inch and pierced the skin between the eyebrows of the white-robed young man, causing blood to seep out.

The stinging pain between his eyebrows made the white-robed young man's expression change drastically. If he didn't tell him, he was sure Luo Xiu would kill him.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and said: "The three of us brothers came to Qingyun City to kill you on the orders of our master. My master is Zhang Luliang, the deacon of Xiaoyao Sect."

"Zhang Luliang?" Luo Xiu's eyes flashed, "The ancestor of the Zhang family is Zhang Luliang, the deacon of Xiaoyao Sect."

Obviously, Zhang Luliang had a grudge against him because the Zhang family advocated Shaoxiong's death. He did not dare to offend the master of Qingyun Palace, so he sent his disciples to Qingyun City to look for opportunities to get rid of him.

"I've already told you, you..." The young man in white robe hoped that Luo Xiu could let him live.

However, before he could say anything for mercy, his eyebrows were instantly pierced by the Shadow Sword, and he lost all breath and fell to the ground.

Luo Xiu's face was very cold. The three young senior brothers in white robes came to kill him, but they failed to kill him. Instead, they hoped that he would be merciful. How could such a good thing happen in the world?

For Luo Xiu, he has his own principles of action. He will not take the initiative to provoke others, nor will he kill innocent people at will. But if someone wants to kill him, he will show no mercy and will not care about your identity.

Returning the sword to its sheath, Luo Xiu began to collect the treasures from these three people, so that he could become a disciple of Zhang Luliang, the deacon of the outer sect. These three people were obviously outer disciples of the Xiaoyao sect.

Every year, a group of Qihai warriors who are no more than eighteen years old appear in the major martial arts halls in Yunlong County, but only three people can get the quota to enter the outer sect. This shows that those who can be absorbed by Xiaoyao Sect are all worthy of the title of Ten Thousands. Unparalleled genius.

However, there are high and low levels among geniuses. For example, the two fifth-level Qi Seas who were killed by Luo Xiu before were only average in strength. But this young man in white robe, if it were not for the means of damaging the life veins and the black flame of death, Luo Xiu would Xiu absolutely cannot be his opponent.

On these three people, Luo Xiu found three identity tokens of outer disciples. In addition, these three people also had storage devices, two wrist guards, a ring, and many vitality stones in them. There are elixirs.

The storage ring was obtained from the white-robed young man. The space inside was much larger than Luo Xiu's own storage wristband. It should be a treasure refined by a third-level array mage.

There are also weapons they use. The two Qi Sea Fifth Level soldiers use low-grade human-level weapons, while the white-robed young man's sword is a mid-grade human-level weapon, worth at least a thousand vitality stones.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, an earth-shattering beast roar echoed through the mountains and forests, making Luo Xiuzhi feel his eardrums buzzing and the energy and blood in his body shaking.

"Just a beast's roar can be so powerful. It must be at least a level three monster!"

Luo Xiu's expression changed slightly, this was the dangerous Baqi Mountain, and the bloody aura could easily attract powerful monsters nearby.

He did not dare to stay. Within the range of life perception, a powerful aura belonging to the monster appeared. He quickly used his body skills to leave the place quickly.

After a long time, Luo Xiu appeared next to a creek, drank some water with his hands, and washed his face.

Thinking of the three people he had killed before, Luo Xiu's face suddenly became filled with frost.

"Then Zhang Luliang sent three disciples to kill me. If the three of them never go back, he will definitely be suspicious. When the time comes that I join the Xiaoyao Sect, there will definitely be a lot of trouble."

Regarding the ancestor of the Zhang family, Master Qingyun Palace also told Luo Xiu that he was a master martial artist at the ninth level of Xiantian Realm. A person like him at the first level of Qi Hai could easily be crushed to death with one finger.

Luo Xiu knew very well that even if he could damage the life veins and challenge in a higher level, this ability would not be effective if the opponent's strength was too much greater than his own, because the more powerful the warrior, the life veins would become stronger and difficult to damage. .

With his brows furrowed, Luo Xiu also considered not taking the entrance examination, but without the identity of a disciple of Xiaoyao Sect, he would have no status in Yunlong County. When the time comes, the ancestor of the Zhang family will be even more unscrupulous if he wants to deal with him.

"I know that there are tigers in the mountains, but I can only bite the bullet and go to the tiger mountains." After thinking about it, Luo Xiu decided to take the entrance examination.

The master of Qingyun Palace said that as long as he can become an outer disciple, even though the ancestor of the Zhang family has the power, he will not dare to do anything to him. If he performs well and is specially trained, his status will even be higher than that of the elder of the Zhang family. Above the ancestors.

As for his parents, the master of Qingyun Palace also promised that as long as they are in Qingyun City, he will protect their safety so that Luo Xiu can have no worries.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, Luo Xiu felt a slight tremor coming from the shadow sword behind him.

"what happened?"

Luo Xiu was slightly startled, and pulled out the Shadow Sword with a clang. He saw the position where the sword hilt and the sword body were connected, and the word "Dark" engraved on it emitted a dark light. The sword body trembled slightly, as if there was a summons. Originating from afar.

"A sense of summons?"

Luo Xiu frowned slightly and looked into the distance in one direction. He sensed that the source of the tremor of the Shadow Sword came from this direction.

When he bought the Shadow Sword at the weapon shop, the shopkeeper once said that a hunter found it in ancient ruins.

Luo Xiu always thought that the shopkeeper made up such a story in order to sell the sword at a good price.

However, the Shadow Sword is indeed made of a special material, and its power is only equivalent to that of a low-grade human-level warrior, but even if it is chopped by a high-grade human-level warrior, it cannot leave a single trace on it.

"Does this sword really have any origin? What's going on with this summoning feeling?" Luo Xiu couldn't help but be a little confused and curious at the same time.

Returning the sword to its sheath, Luo Xiu jumped up and quickly shuttled through the forest of Baqi Mountain with the help of the shadow sword's subtle induction summons.

At the same time, a dark-skinned young man was walking in the mountain forest, the scabbard on his back trembling slightly.

"The lightsaber trembled. Could it be that it sensed that the dark sword was nearby?" The young man's eyes flashed, and he immediately jumped up and ran towards the direction where the lightsaber was detected.

"The power of the two swords of light and darkness is only equivalent to that of a low-level human-level warrior. Innate martial arts masters are at least mid-level human-level warriors. The person holding the dark sword is definitely not very strong. I should be able to snatch it!"

This young man has dark and shiny skin, a strong body, and vigorous movements. He runs like a tiger with a fierce breath.