Martial Dao Great Emperor

When Luo Xiu said these words, many martial arts cultivators had complicated expressions.

Lei Weilong has gained great prestige in Douhai County. He is the most powerful person and the most powerful martial king in Douhai County!

Even in the eyes of most people, what this young man in black robe said was extremely treasonous, and some people even wanted to kill him to please the Lei Wu Sect.

He is just a young boy of about fifteen years old. Even with amazing strength, could he still be able to defeat a great martial artist?

What's more, there were more than one or two great martial arts masters present, and there were even a few who were half-stepping into the realm of god-refining!

"You are arrogant and arrogant enough. A newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers is certainly courageous, but it is also seeking death!"

The great martial artist who had originally planned to save Lei Muyan snorted coldly, turned over his hand and took out a spear, "I, Wen Qiusheng, want to see how strong this young man like you is at speaking arrogant words."

Luo Xiu looked coldly at Wen Qiusheng who was speaking, "You want to kill me to please the Leiwu Sect? You are asking for death!"

A teenage boy actually paid no attention to a great martial artist in the ninth level of Xiantian Realm!

The eyes of the people around him fell on Luo Xiu, and they all stared at each other. They really didn't know whether to say that this young man was arrogant and ignorant, or that he didn't know how to live or die.

Wen Qiusheng smiled instead of getting angry, "Wen has been practicing martial arts for forty years. How can he be angry with a young boy like you?"

In the eyes of other people nearby, this young man who calls himself 'Shura' is only a sixth-level innate warrior. He killed Lei Muyan, a seventh-level innate warrior, with his advanced combat body. However, his strength is still far behind that of a great martial artist. It's simply... Ridiculous.

"Boy, how do you want to die?" There was a joking look in Wen Qiusheng's eyes.

"You will regret it if you want to kill me to please the Leiwu Sect!" Luo Xiu's expression was extremely indifferent.

As he spoke, Luo Xiu glanced at the other people around him, "Who else wants to kill me to please the Leiwu Sect? You can come out together, I will take it all today."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes froze. Could this young man have lost his mind and gone crazy? Does he dare to be more arrogant?

Wen Qiusheng, who was opposite him, was also stunned. This black-robed boy was crazy. He must have been crazy. His gesture completely put the many innate martial arts masters in the eyes of him. Who did he think he was? A strong person from the Refining God Wuzong?

The movement here made several God Refining Martial Sects at the foot of the mountain who had sensed the sword's intention frown and look at them. How dare a mere sixth-level innate ant be so frivolous?

Many innate martial arts masters were surrounding, Luo Xiu stood proudly in the field.

Today, he will be here, in the name of 'Shura', to announce to the world that he will break through the Lei Wu Sect and take the head of Lei Weilong!

"You arrogant boy, go to hell. No need for others, Wen can kill you with just a raise of his hand!"

The brilliance of flame energy emerged from Wen Qiusheng's body. With a flick of his spear, the flames burned the air and rippled.

A swift shot was delivered with a bang, heat waves surged, and the great martial artist's aura formed a coercive pressure that swept around, making many nearby martial arts cultivators below the great martial master level feel the pressure.

And Luo Xiu, under the pressure of this majestic momentum, seemed to be swallowed up by the flames at any time and turned into ashes.

However, at this moment, a bloody murderous aura spread, like a sharp sword, completely shattering the momentum of the great martial artist Wen Qiusheng.

A palm stretched out, black flames gathered, and he raised his hand to pinch the sharpest tip of the spear.

"Advanced combat body physical realm!"

The crowd's eyes froze. Although Wen Qiusheng's spear was a mid-level human-level spear, with his cultivation level as a great martial artist, even a high-level combat body could break through the defense.

After all, although the advanced combat body is strong, the Shura boy's cultivation level is not high and he cannot exert much power.

"die!"

Wen Qiusheng frantically activated the flame energy, and the spear buzzed and trembled, like a fire dragon about to wake up.

"broken!"

Luo Xiu spat out the same word, and suddenly exerted force on his palms. There was a crisp sound, and the tip of the spear was crushed by him.

And at this moment, Luo Xiu pointed out, and the black flame sword light was emanating. This finger was like activating a human-level high-grade war sword, as fast as thunder and lightning.

Wen Qiusheng's movements stopped for a moment, and the fire energy surrounding his body was instantly extinguished. His eyes widened, and there was a shocking blood hole between his eyebrows.

At this moment, everyone was trembling!

What a strong body, what a fast sword!

The physical body of a high-level combat body is like a high-grade human-level warrior, using his fingers as a sword. It is fast and indestructible, and can kill great martial arts masters smoothly!

"The Sword of Perfection!"

"In terms of swordsmanship, this boy is comparable to many God Refining Martial Arts Sects!"

Many people were shocked, because many of the God-Refining Martial Arts Sects were in a state of perfect martial arts, and those who could comprehend martial arts were all phoenix-feathered beings.

A finger pointing to the sword really shocked the whole audience.

The several God-Refining Martial Sects at the foot of the mountain who realized the sword's intention were all amazed. A boy of about fifteen years old, not only cultivated a high-level combat body, but also perfected the practice of a fast sword, killing a great martial artist instantly with one finger?

Not to mention the Leiwu Sect, the largest force in Douhai County, even the major sects in the six states of Tianwu Kingdom may not have such a genius.

There is no doubt that if such a genius grows up, he may one day be able to break through Lei Wumen and take the head of Lei Wei Longxiang.

Among the surrounding crowd, there were a few people who originally wanted to kill the black-robed boy to please the Leiwu Sect. At this moment, they were all looking at Wen Qiusheng's body lying on the ground in a daze.

Some of these people are not as strong as Wen Qiusheng. If it were him just now, he would definitely be killed by this young man with one finger.

Although this young man in black robe only has the sixth level of innate cultivation, his blood-red murderous aura is too terrifying, and his strength is even more terrifying. There are few people in the Shenren Wuzong who can compete with him.

But when they thought that there were so many people present, and there was only one young man in black robe, these people's minds calmed down, and a sneer appeared in their eyes.

"Whoever wants to kill me, come out!"

Luo Xiu stood proudly and looked around at the powerful men, looking domineering and arrogant.

Half a year ago, he could only look up to Xiantian. Now, he kills Xiantian like a dog. Why should he hide his arrogance? To exist forever between this heaven and earth!

"Hugh is so arrogant!"

Four figures stepped out with murderous intent on their faces. Each of them was a great martial artist, no less powerful than Wen Qiusheng.

The four people seemed to have discussed it, and they immediately took action as soon as they came up, killing Luo Xiu at the same time.

"kill!"

Luo Xiu shouted softly, and the bloody murderous aura gathered from killing hundreds of innate demonic beasts was overwhelming and pressed towards the four great martial artists.

At the same time, he stepped forward, taking nine steps one after another.

The two figures flew backwards in an instant, blood splattered, one's throat was pierced, and the other's heart was pierced.

Everyone felt their hearts trembling. This was simply too crazy. Two great martial arts masters were instantly killed when they met each other?

Even the few masters present who were only half a step away from refining the gods had stern eyes. Even if it were them, they couldn't do it so neatly.

While Luo Xiu killed two great martial artists, the attacks of the other two also fell on him.

He practices fast swords and emphasizes killing with one strike. When killing an enemy, he only attacks and not defends, leaving no force behind.

Even if it is a high-level combat body, the attack of the great martial artist cannot be underestimated. Luo Xiu groaned and took three steps back, suffering some internal injuries.

"he got hurt!"

Seeing this scene, the two great martial artists looked happy, not caring about the two companions who were killed.

But before they could put away the smiles on their faces, the smiles were frozen on their faces forever.

The battle sword behind Luo Xiu suddenly came out of its sheath, and the Netherworld Death Flame condensed and erupted. A great martial artist was cut in half, and blood spurted out like a basin.

As for the last great martial artist, he shattered the Tianling with a finger of his left hand.

His sword is so fast that the innate martial artist's perception cannot respond at all. Only those who have mastered the divine consciousness above the level of God Refiner can capture the trajectory and speed of the sword.

Within the body, the power of life and death transforms into the power of life, repairing damaged life veins.

In just a moment, the injuries sustained from the attack by the two great martial artists recovered as before.

After killing three great martial artists one after another, all of whom were at the ninth level of innateness, the murderous aura in Luo Xiu's body became a little more intense.

Even hunters who have been outside for many years rarely condense such strong murderous aura, because killing the same level will not condense murderous aura in the body. Only when one jumps over the level and kills an opponent who is stronger than oneself, the body will automatically develop. A fierce murderous aura was condensed.

Those who can leapfrog the challenge are all geniuses, but even if they are geniuses, if they want to condense a substantial blood-colored murderous aura, how many opponents with stronger cultivation levels than themselves need to be killed to do this?

"You are young and frivolous, but your strength is amazing. You are very good."

A cold voice sounded, and the speaker was a master who was halfway to the realm of god refining. This person's soul perception has transformed into divine consciousness.

"It's not a good thing for young people to be too arrogant. You have to pay the price for it."

After half-step of spiritual training and condensing his spiritual consciousness, this person dared to stand up when Luo Xiu killed three great martial arts masters one after another, because he was not afraid of the unpredictable fast swords of gods and ghosts.

No matter how fast your sword is, your spiritual consciousness can still capture the traces of speed, and you can also control the overall situation in the battle and see the fire clearly. This is the half-step of god refining!

This person's name is Mo Zhou, he is a casual cultivator, half-step to the realm of god refining.

Due to the search order issued by the Yan family, all the masters from the three major forces, Leiwu Clan, Gongsun Family, and Yongchang Pavilion, were sent out to search for Yan Yue'er's whereabouts.

Therefore, near the Guanlei Temple, the martial arts cultivators of the three major forces are all below the level of God Refining. Otherwise, if on normal days, someone dares to say such arrogant words, any God Refining Martial Sect of Leiwu Sect can kill them with their hands. Kill this young man in black robe.

Speaking of which, Luo Xiu also knew that there were no powerful people above the level of God Refiner from the three major forces here, so he dared to be so high-profile.

He is courageous, but he is not a fool. He will not do something that he knows will lead to death.

"Your sharp sword is of no use to me."

This Mo Zhou was not talking nonsense, the aura on his body bloomed directly, and the white light surrounding him was as sharp as a sword.

Metallic Qi is famous for its powerful attack power!

Half-step god training is far more powerful than the ninth level martial artist. Even if Luo Xiu reaches the perfect state with a quick sword, he cannot make up for the gap in cultivation.

Without saying a word, Luo Xiu took one step and punched out.

Even if he didn't need to draw his sword, relying on the force-generating skills of Kuai Sword Jue, whether he was punching or palming, he would be as fast and powerful as a sword.

Mo Zhou snorted coldly, gathered his true energy and used his palms against his fists. The gold-based true energy entangled and collided with the Netherworld Death Flame, making a crackling sound.

"What a weird attack."

Sensing a cold breath of death entering his body, Mo Zhou suddenly felt numbness in his palms as if he had lost consciousness, and his face changed slightly.

As long as the strength is not too much greater than his own, the power of death can invisibly damage the opponent's life veins. Mo Zhou cannot understand the mystery of this weird method.

"kill!"

Luo Xiu's murderous intention rose to the extreme, his sword was unsheathed and he struck out quickly.

This sword not only condensed the Nether Death Flame, but also his murderous intention seemed to be faintly integrated into this sword.

"I told you, your sharp sword is useless to me!"

Mo Zhou's consciousness locked on the sword, and he flashed, causing Luo Xiu's swift sword to miss.

However, he was clearly not struck by the sword, but there was a sharp aura surrounding his body, making Mo Zhou feel as if his body was about to be torn apart.

"Is this...is this the sword's intention?"

Mo Zhou's heart trembled, but he quickly rejected his guess, because if it was the sword intention, he would have been dead with the sword just now.

The artistic conception of martial arts cannot be understood and mastered by innate minds.

Because the artistic conception of martial arts requires the power of spiritual consciousness to control, this means that the lowest threshold for comprehending and mastering the artistic conception of martial arts is the realm of refining the gods.

At the moment just now, Luo Xiu integrated his murderous intention into his fast sword, because although he did not understand the sword's intention, he could touch the mystery of the sword's intention.

"Xuantian changes!"

Luo Xiu drew his sword again, but before the war sword could be slashed out, the bloody murderous aura was already fiercely thrown out, making Mo Zhou feel the stinging pain in his body, making him understand that although this young man has not yet mastered the sword's intention, he has already touched it. A hint of mystery.

This sword was activated with six times the power of Xuantian Transformation, and the black flame sword energy soared into the sky, carrying a terrifying momentum that destroyed and shattered everything.

This sword was so fast that even the consciousness could not catch it. The air was torn open and it flashed away like a meteor.