On this side of the Dou Zhan Sect... In an instant, there was a dead silence!

Those who were still laughing at me just now had their sarcastic smiles froze on their faces.

Old Nan widened his eyes and his eyes were dull; Old Chen opened his mouth slightly, unable to believe it!

Even they didn't dare to be so arrogant and took the rope with bare hands to pick up the immortal tie.

Because this is a thing in the Immortal Palace, there is a fluctuation of the power of the Immortal! Even a powerful person in the realm of the Saint Lord dare not compete with him.

And this young man who was looked down upon by them... was actually caught with bare hands!

This is even more incomprehensible than the end of the world!

Everyone was like wooden sculptures and clay sculptures, as stupid as a wooden chicken, and almost lost the ability to think.

There was only one thought left in my head: This is impossible!

Especially the young man who sacrificed the immortal tie rope, he looked shocked and incredible, and roared: "This is impossible! The immortal tie rope... bind him to me!"

As he said that, the young man gritted his teeth, his face twisted, and he made handprints, trying to get the immortal-bound rope to tie Xu Luo up.

Unfortunately, all his actions have no effect on this rope!

Xu Luo stood there and looked for a long time before he couldn't help but say, "Hey, are you finished? Isn't it okay to gesture there for a long time? The grinning looks so ugly, why don't you... let me try it?"

At the Dou Zhan Sect, Nan Hong had a strange expression on his face, as if he was holding back his laughter. Although he knew that he shouldn't laugh, the scene would be so happy no matter how you look at it.

Xu Luo didn't say it was okay before. When he said this, many people looked at the young monk, and his stiff face twitched a little because they also felt that what Xu Luo said was indeed reasonable.

The young monk's hands were chewing, his face was grim and twisted, and he gritted his teeth... As a result, the rope was not given any face at all, and he lay quietly in Xu Luo's hands without any reaction!

This is not a blind gesture...what is it?

The young monk seemed to have suffered great humiliation, his face turned red, and he glared at Xu Luo: "I'll fight with you!"

As he said that, he directly used a flying sword to pull Xu Luo's eyebrows.

A very strong aura burst out from the young man, and his strength had actually reached the fourth step of the Heavenly Lord!

This is a very remarkable achievement for a young man!

Such cultivation is enough to make him an elder of real power in any major sect.

As a genius who has been praised since childhood, as a young powerful man in Jiuzhou, he could not tolerate Xu Luo's humiliation!

Therefore, the young monk swore that he must kill this guy’s head!

Let out a sigh of anger!

The flying sword was so fast that it was incredibly fast that it was like a ray of light that it arrived in front of Xu Luo in an instant.

The sword is sharp and exudes terrifying murderous intent, which can easily disturb people's minds; the terrifying energy fluctuations on the sword have great magical powers, even if it is a mountain, this sword can be shattered!

Xu Luo smiled, raised his hand, and grabbed the flying sword with his hands.

The people from Dou Zhanmen and Tianyangzhou were shocked again... But this time, they did not dare to show any ridiculous eyes, but just looked at Xu Luo's actions with shock.

Bang!

Xu Luo's hand instantly contacted the amazingly fast flying sword, and then... grabbed the flying sword.

"Trump!" Xu Luo murmured, and his fingers exerted a little force.

Click to collapse!

The flying sword, which was refined with a divine material and was as hard as the Heavenly Venerable magic weapon, was actually broken by Xu Luo with one hand!

Xu Luo threw two pieces of broken swords to the ground, and looked at the young monk with disdainful expression: "What else can I take out, right? Otherwise, I won't have a chance in a while."

Almost everyone looked at Xu Luo's hand that broke the flying sword...

Unscathed!

Although the young monk hated Xu Luo very much, he was also a little scared at this moment. He stood there at a loss and murmured: "How is this possible? My flying sword... is made of starry iron. It is harder than many heavenly priest magic weapons without inscriptions... How could it be broken?"

As he said that, the young monk let out a mouthful of blood.

This flying sword was sacrificed by his natal essence and blood, and now it was broken by Xu Luo and he was seriously injured.

The hair on the old man Lion-Headed Nan, which was as erect as an explosion, became even straighter, and his eyes became extremely deep, looking at Xu Luo's movements.

The thin old man, Old Chen, flashed murderous intent in his eyes. He now felt that if this young man could not be eliminated immediately, there would be endless troubles!

Thinking in my heart, Mr. Chen's figure... moved instantly!

This speed is incredibly fast!

In an instant, he appeared in front of Xu Luo, stretched out the hand that was as dry as an old branch, and grabbed Xu Luo's throat directly.

An angry shout came out of his mouth: "Junior, go to death!"

Shrink the ground into an inch!

Many people's pupils suddenly shrank, and they watched this scene incredibly.

These people present are all peerless geniuses, and their vision is naturally not comparable to ordinary people. At a glance, Mr. Chen used this great magical power to shrink the ground into an inch.

But before they could react, they heard Xu Luo on the opposite side shouting softly: "Bind!"

Then, the rope he grabbed in his hand tied up Mr. Chen in an instant.

"Let me open it!" Old Chen let out a shocking shout, like thunder, and sneered: "This thing... is not to the Holy Lord... well?"

Before he could say the word "use", an incredible look appeared on Mr. Chen's thin old face, because his body had been tied tightly by this rope!

The vast power of the whole body seemed to have been taken away in an instant, and there was no way to use it at all!

Then, Old Chen saw the young man opposite him with a faint sarcastic face. Then, he saw the young man raised his hand and thrust hard towards his face....

Bang!

The slap was loud!

This slap also made all the people from Dou Zhan Sect and Tianyangzhou on the opposite side stupid.

Including Mr. Nan, the Lion-Head, his face was full of astonishment, and he couldn't believe that he saw this scene as real.

What is the result of the Heavenly Lord vs. the Saint…?

This is impossible!

What is a saint?

Stepping into the great way is the saint!

What is respect?

The great way is respected!

The dignified Saint Lord actually didn't even have the power to fight back in front of a Heavenly Lord?

And... the immortal binding rope had been sacrificed and refined by the people on his side, and had already tried it, and it was invalid for the Holy Lord.

How could it be bound by the Saint Lord when it reaches his hands?

"It's been a long time since you were upset!" Xu Luo said, slapping again.

At this time, Mr. Chen was bound by the immortal rope, and his whole body was completely sealed, like a mortal.

Xu Luo almost smashed his face with these two slaps!

Because Xu Luo was smoking... on one side.

Old Chen was stunned and looked at Xu Luo in a daze, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he didn't say anything for a long time, his eyes... were filled with fear.

The strong murderous intent that had been before had long disappeared.

His mind was first blank, and then, for some reason, many of the past experiences actually emerged.

Those... experiences that he had been deliberately forgotten by him.

He was revered as a genius since he was a child. Although his master was not big, he could be called an unprecedented peerless genius in that small sect!

The sect used up all the resources and threw them all on him alone.

Finally, he entered the peak of the supreme realm in his thirties and successfully obtained the qualification to participate in the top of the Jiuzhou...

As a result, after he stepped onto the battlefield, he turned around and killed two other senior brothers from the small sect that he came with.

Because he thought that the small sect had implicated him!

"If you join a large sect, your current achievements will definitely be higher!"

Therefore, since he stepped into the battlefield at the top of the Jiuzhou, he never thought about returning to that small sect.

He believes that his future is the sea of ​​stars!

"How could I go back to that damn...the ghost place that has delayed me for so many years?"

"The damn elder, the sect leader, was afraid that I would run away, so he forced me to hold two bottles of oil. What's the point of keeping it? Just kill it!"

Then, after the identity nameplate was robbed, he had to stay on the battlefield at the top of the Kyushu.

Become a hermit.
To be continued...