Three thousand steps.

Two thousand steps.

One thousand steps.

Five hundred steps.

...

In a blink of an eye, Luo Chuan was only two hundred steps away from the Sword King of the West!

With a flash of shadows in his hand, Luo Chuan picked up the White Bone Sky Sword, held the sword in both hands, and looked at the screaming King of the West Heaven Sword without expression.

At this moment, every bit of the cannon fodder camp was presented one by one in Luo Chuan's mind like a painting.

In order to survive, Luo Chuan changed a lot.

Just as in that year, Jiulongjun was willing to be a slave to raise a crane in order to enter the sect. In order to find an opportunity to escape, Luo Chuan had to surrender to the King of the Western Heaven Sword, endure humiliation, and become his confidant in the cannon fodder camp.

Luo Chuan did not want to kill the arrogant and cruel Sword King of the West. In order to escape, he endured it for more than a year, like a sword hiding a box, enduring the light.

Although Luo Chuan has changed, what has changed is only practices, not temperaments.

Once the sword comes out of the box, it is still the fearless and fearless sword against the heavens!

Stepping on bronze fragments, Luo Chuan transformed into the physical appearance of Pluto, holding the Bone Sword in his hand, and bent his knees slightly.

One hundred steps left!

Two red and black lights flashed in Luo Chuan's eyes, his knees bounced up, and his body turned into a afterimage, shooting out with a bang!

Among the dense bronze fragments of all sizes, Luo Chuan kept changing his route, leveraging the bronze fragments to avoid the terrifying Taoist forces, and shuttled through them, relaxed and agile.

On the other hand, it was a miracle that the King of Swords of the West Heaven was able to survive the explosion of the bronze plane. He was resisting and running away at this time. Even when he saw Luo Chuan, he was still powerless.

In two or three moments, Luo Chuan was only twenty steps away from the Sword King of the West!

The King of the Western Heaven Sword Incarnated as a Thousand-Step Dharma Image, while Luo Chuan was a Thirty-Step Physical Physical Physical Physical Physical Physical.

Bang!

Luo Chuan stepped on the last bronze fragment, and suddenly used the force to bounce up, appearing above the head of the Sword King of the West.

The King of Swords of the West Heaven looked at Luo Chuan, his eyes showed panic and begging for mercy: "No...Boss Luo! Don't be excited! I have something to say!"

As soon as the word "say" fell, a ferocious flashed through the bloody eyes of the King of Swords of the West, and a ball of rotating golden light spurted out from his mouth and shot towards Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan had no expression on his face, and he flashed and disappeared. When he appeared again, he had already passed the golden light and appeared in front of the King of the Western Heaven Sword.

The King of Swordsman looked ugly, and his eyes finally showed real fear.

"Boss Luo, don't be impulsive! If you let me go, I am willing to form an alliance with you and be truly on an equal footing!"

"Boss Luo... spare your life...ah!"

The White Bone Heavenly Sword slashed through the void and pierced the most fragile eyeballs of the King of the West Heavenly Sword.

The King of Sword King of the West Sky screamed in despair, and two blood streams flowed from his eyes. Before he could fly out of the Taoist power, Luo Chuan took advantage of the fall and held the White Bone Sword in both hands and fell from the sky!

A click!

The White Bone Heavenly Sword was inserted straight into the Heavenly Spirit Cap of the King of the West Heavenly Sword, and pushed back the thought of Taoism!

Buzz!

A huge impact!

The thousand-foot-foot-long Sword King of the West and the thirty-foot-long Luo Chuan shook at the same time.

Luo Chuan was knocked out by Daonian and splashed out with blood. His head was raised and his face was splashed.

"Hahaha..." Luo Chuan raised his head and laughed, drew his sword down, and his momentum increased instead of decreasing.

Hold the bone sword tightly in both hands!

Luo Chuan floated down, his body seemed to have a breeze. He slowly landed among the dense bronze fragments of the past, and was at ease.

In the deep of the dangerous void, the ripples of semicircular force waves, bronze fragments spun like sword rain, bloody giants... Everything is like an eternal scroll, engraved in the minds of tens of thousands of monks inside and outside the prison.

A white light suddenly appeared in the scroll! It slashed towards the giant thousands of feet wide!

Bang!

Luo Chuan waved the White Bone Sky Sword and slashed hard at the neck of the West Heaven Sword King!

With one sword, he cut out a half-foot gap!

Another sword, one-third of the neck of the Sword King of the West Heaven was cut off!

The two swords were so fast that the King of the West Heaven Swords did not react until the gap appeared.

Screaming, the King of Swords of the West Heaven looked at Luo Chuan in despair, fearful, and desperately: "Boss Luo, please spare your life! The young man will never dare to do it again! The young man will stop torture the young man! The young man is willing to tell Boss Luo all his secrets! As long as Boss Luo is willing to spare his life! The young man is willing to be a dog at Boss Luo's feet..."

Under the bombardment of bronze fragments and Taoist power, the King of the Western Heaven Sword had already exhausted his Taoist power and vitality, and survived with only one last breath. Not to mention Luo Chuan, any cultivator in the transformation realm could kill him.

Luo Chuan slowly raised the White Bone Sky Sword and aimed it at the neck of the King of the West Heaven Sword.

Tens of thousands of monks on both sides of the void became quiet.

The cannon fodder camp has been penetrated! As long as the Sword King of the West Heaven is dead, the cannon fodder camp on the first floor of the Ancient Heaven Tower will be officially destroyed!

"Give me your life! Please spare me your life! Boss Luo! "The King of the Sword of the West Sky was still begging.

"Blame King, I will only ask you the last sentence... Can the ancestor of the Holy Buddha Realm who founded the Ancient Heavenly Tower be in the Ancient Heavenly Tower?" Luo Chuan asked.

"Yes! Now! If Boss Luo let me go, I will tell Boss Luo about his location!" The King of Swords of the West Sky showed joy and said quickly.

"Okay." Luo Chuan smiled slightly.

Seeing this, the King of Swords of the West breathed a sigh of relief, showing a flattering smile, and was about to say something.

The White Bone Heavenly Sword slashed across the sky and slashed towards the King of the West Heavenly Sword.

A crisp sound!

The King of Swords of the West was cut off by one's neck, his huge head fell down, and his face still had a strange smile.

Luo Chuan stretched out his hand and grabbed the head of the Sword King in the West, allowing his soul to float out, and was crushed into powder by the turbulent flow in the void.

Tens of thousands of eyes shot from both sides of the void and gathered on Luo Chuan.

Shocked, excited, worshipped, incredible...

boom!

After a brief silence, the inside and outside of the prison was boiling!

The prisoners laughed, screamed, roared wildly, hugged each other hysterically, celebrating desperately! It seemed that it was not Luo Chuan who killed the King of the Sword of the West, but them.

In the middle of the void, Luo Chuan calmed down.

For some reason, the whole world suddenly became quiet. Only his heart was beating.

This feeling seems familiar. It has happened before.

Soon, Luo Chuan recalled.

Five and a half years ago, in the Black Stone Desert in front of the White Bone Heavenly Prison Hall, he relied on his foundation-building realm to pick up the White Bone Demon Master, drive away tigers and swallow wolves, and kill Chang Qiu, the fourth-level demon elder of the Infant Transformation.

According to his skill, he directly passed the eighth level of the two realms!

It was that battle that made Luo Chuan full of confidence in the next road to the Tao. Then he broke into the Hongshan swamp alone, killed the demon cultivator, made a big fuss in the Age of Qijing, broke through the Taoist ancestral courtyard, and dominated the Seven Star Abyss... With one battle after another, he won again and again, he built up his fearless and tenacious Taoist heart.

In today's battle, Luo Chuan even used his cultivation level in the Infant Realm to kill the Western Heaven Sword King at the third level of the Dao Wheel with his cultivation.

The entire cannon fodder camp, including the White Dragon Emperor, thought Luo Chuan was a mysterious strongman with at least the same level as the White Dragon Emperor. No one would have thought that Luo Chuan's true cultivation was only at the first level of the Infant Transformation, and anyone could kill him by a blink of an eye.

This battle plan killed the King of Swords of the West and directly crossed the 14th level of the third realm! The confidence it brought to Luo Chuan was even better than that of the Black Stone Sandland!

Inadvertently, Luo Chuan's mood rose again, crossing the first level of perfect mind and reaching the second level of perfect mind.

Although Luo Chuan was fearless in the past, he had the mentality of the weak, and went against the will of heaven and challenged the strong!

If you look at the mountains, you see that the water is water, the strong are the strong.

Today's battle made Luo Chuan accidentally cross this state!

There is never a weak defeating the strong in the world, and always a strong defeating the weak!

No exceptions!

Even if Luo Chuan's cultivation and Taoist practice are hundreds or thousands of times stronger than the Western Heaven Sword King, he may be killed in one battle. It goes without saying who is the strong and who is the weak!

In the eyes of others, the King of the West Heaven Sword is stronger than Luo Chuan, but in Luo Chuan's opinion, at least at this moment, he is stronger than the King of the West Heaven Sword!

Looking at the mountains is not the mountains, looking at the water is no longer the water.

In this way, the second level of the seventh level of perfect state of mind on the Tao of heaven and earth: the mirror of mountains and rivers.

The monks practice Taoism, practice hard, temper, study tour, trial, adventure, battle, and enlightenment, all of which are indispensable.

Once you realize it, you will let go.

At this moment, the crisis of escape was thrown away by Luo Chuan.
To be continued...