Chapter 175: The curtain falls

Among the valleys, the tens of thousands of monks’ eyes were gathered in the screaming elders, and their faces were full of horror.
If we say that Luo Yang’s successful completion of the spiritual platform and the resistance of the monks in Danyang have made them feel shocked, now their hearts have long been replaced by a strong savage.
It is possible to hit Danyang's strong people in Lingtai. If you don't see it with your own eyes, I am afraid that no one will believe that this is true!
At this moment, not only those monks who are spiritually immersed in the world, but even the elders of the various families in Danyang are showing a shocking look. They look at the miserable appearance of the hundreds of robbers and elders. shock!
"He... who is he?"
The musk's lips were round, and some looked at Luo Yang with a dull look, and his eyes showed an incredible look.
"This kid... I can't wait to give him a glimpse..."
In the eyes of Zhang Kongming, the celestial patriarch, there is a different color flow, as if he thinks of something, the corner of his mouth rises slightly.
Chen Jian’s look is very complicated. Although he and Luo Yang did not have much communication, they were both Tian Jianzong disciples. This is why he started to block Luo Yang’s Zhang Mingming at the beginning. Regarding everything about Luo Yang, he has already heard about it in Tianjianzong, but he still did not think that Luoyang’s strength would be so terrible...
The face of the blood-stained saint was a little gloomy. After the gaze was swept away from Luo Yang, the moment the foot stepped out, he came directly to the elder of the hundred robbers.
"There is nothing to lose, even a junior in Lingtai can’t kill, you will really give us a hundred robbers!"
Under the cold drink of the blood-stained saint, the elder quickly tormented the pain and did not dare to make a little movement, but the face was already distort the horror under the severe pain.
The long sleeves of the blood sages, a red light directly into the wound of the elder, want to stop his blood, but the power above the black sword is very strange, even in the Yuantian In front of the people, there is no slight retreat, and the elder's right arm is still eroding.
"Hey? This power..."
The saint snorted in the mouth, his eyes swept over the wound of the elder, and his eyes showed a dignified look, and his eyes could not help but look at Luo Yang.
Now Luo Yang is also very weak, the delicate face is covered with blood, and the black robes have already become long coats.
At this moment, I saw the gaze of the blood-stained saint. When I was shocked, I didn’t hesitate. The right hand took a shot on the Qiankun bag, and I took the Tianfangdan directly and swallowed it.
A strong vitality suddenly broke out from Luoyang's body. Under this vitality, his body's injuries were quickly recovered. On the pale cheeks, there was also a faint blood color, except for the aura that had already consumed the body. Without regaining recovery, he has barely had the ability to protect himself.
"The road friend, the elders of the nobles seem to be injured."
A hearty smile came from Li Shan's mouth. The next moment his figure appeared directly next to Luo Yang. After his eyes swept through Luo Yang, he felt the powerful vitality of Luo Yang's body, even He is also a little surprised.
"You don't bother with Lai Daoyou, you discipleship of Tian Jianzong, but let the old man open his eyes."
The blood-stained saint snorted and looked at the elder of the hundred robbers again. The right hand suddenly lifted, and the elder's right arm burst directly from his body and turned into a dense fog of blood.
"You have lost your right arm. It is better to give up earlier. Only in this way can you save your life. You can always remind you that you must forget this hatred..."
After the right arm burst, the elder’s wound was cured by spiritual power, and it quickly condensed and hemorrhage. When he heard the words of the saint, the elder suddenly looked up and stared at Luoyang with a mad hatred and hatred. .
"Li Daoyou, today's business, we have recorded the hundred robberies."
The eyes of the blood-stained saints paused for a moment after Luo Yang’s body, and when they were long-sleeved, they left the valley with the people of the hundred robbers.
Among the crowd, Muss looked at Luo Yang in a complicated way, turned and stepped on to follow the group of Baizong Zong, turned into Changhong, and quickly left the place.
"Teacher, how is your injury?"
Seeing the crowds of the hundred robbers left, the look on Li’s face remained unchanged, turning to look at Luo Yang’s mouth and asking for a look of concern in his eyes.
"Lie brother, you can be regarded as a shot. I haven't been a younger brother. I am afraid that I will die long ago." Luo Yang heard the words and said to Lishan with a smile.
Li Shan saw Luo Yang complaining, and the old face showed a smile. When the long sleeves were seen, a jade bottle flew directly and floated to Luo Yang's body.
"There is a hundred hearts in this place. Although there is only one grain, it is equivalent to one more life. No matter how many injuries, as long as you take it, you can fully recover within a few interest."
Luo Yang's eyes brightened, his eyes swept over the jade bottle of Bai Xindan, and his face could not help but reveal a fiery look.
"You are hurt by the elders of the Hundred Robbers. I am a brother and I are not guarding. This is a hundred hearts, I will be compensated and given to you." After Lishan looked at Luo Yang's look, he laughed and smiled. Said the opening.
"Thank you brother, I won't quit my teacher."
After accepting Bai Xindan, Luo Yang’s face showed a sly smile, his hands slightly stunned, and hesitated for a while and then opened again.
"Then, my brother, you see that this is a long face for our swordsman. You said that the Zongmen should give me a credit, by the way, give a reward to what..."
After Li Shan heard it, his look was slightly stunned. The two elders behind him and many Tianjian sects of the Tianzong face each other. It seems that it is hard to believe that this is the battle between the Danyang and the Danyang, and there is no such thing as a battle. Yang.
"Senior brother, you can rest assured that my teacher's requirements are not high. Just give me a few hundred tablets of Bai Xindan. I am still very good at speaking."
Like the fear of Lishan, Luo Yang’s face showed a smile that I spoke very well, and said with a smile.
"Hundreds of grains, when you are a hundred hearts Dan is a jelly bean? What's more, you have smashed such a big disaster, you are not satisfied, you should be content." Lishan's eyes glimpsed, no opening Said.
The smile on Luo Yang’s face suddenly slammed down and opened his mouth like he still wanted to say something. Li Shan didn’t wait for him to open his mouth. The long sleeves flew between the sky and the giant sword. In front of everyone.
"Dear friends, Li Mou took a step forward."
Li Shan hugged the elders of each family and took the lead in setting up a giant sword. The rest of the Tianjianzong people also jumped on the flying sword, Luo Yang saw it, only sighed and shook his head, also sat down on the flying sword.
Under the urging of Lishan, Feijian turned into a Changhong and darted away. In the valley of the place, including the various Tianjiao, there are many monks who have not left yet. At this moment, see Luo Yang leaving, all eyes are Showing a complex look...