Chapter 562: Three swords and three earthquakes (tenth!)

In front of the high seas, the black city tower stands majestically, like a dragon running across the sea, completely suppressing the entire sea surface in the sky, even if it is a huge wave of the sky, it is difficult to shake.
From the tower of the city to the people in front of the Mudumen, it is only a hundred feet away. But everyone who should have a relaxed look at the wooden door, but they are all dignified, and their faces are exposed with unprecedented tension.
Because in this seemingly simple distance of 100 feet, there are twenty or thirty huge warships arranged in sequence, like a hungry beast, waiting for the prey to throw the net.
On the deck of every warship, there are densely popped figures. Their faces are cold and look into the eyes of the wooden doors. They reveal greed and ridicule, and they have a strong murder!
Even before this, they and the people of Muximen have never seen each other, but the two sides at the moment, it seems to have a sea enmity, their hearts are very clear, this is a battle of your life and death!
Before the twenty or thirty huge warships, there were three white-haired old men sitting in the air on the bright red sea. Their faces were old and they had a strong vicissitudes of life. Beyond the many monks behind him, enough to suppress the entire sea, this is the fluctuation of the spiritual world!
"The three spiritual monks, the old man in the middle, are faint and have signs that they will break through the middle of the spiritual world..." After the eyes swept over the three old men, Luo Yang’s eyes flashed. There was a dignified look on his face.
When Luo Yang looked at the three old men, the eyes of the three old men also looked toward Luo Yang. With their minds, it is natural to see at a glance that the whole wooden door is up and down. Yang is respected, even the wooden ancestor who is also a spiritually innate cultivator, looking at Luo Yang’s eyes, also has a respectful look.
The more so, the more the three old people were scared. After all, although Luo Yang’s reputation has spread throughout the Inner Sea because of the Baishi event, the battle between the Muximen and the Western Expedition has not caught the attention of all parties because of the sudden death of the Dead Sea.
At this moment, I saw that Luo Yang actually had such a high status in the wooden door. Not only the three old people were puzzled, but even the monks on the city tower were watching.
"Where did that kid come from? It seems that he seems to be in a low position in the wooden door..."
"Even he doesn't even know, you are too ignorant. That guy is the leader of this century's Baishi event, the stone master of the wooden door, Luo Yang!"
"Even if it is a stone master, it should be so right. How do I feel that he is like the head of the wooden door..."
Noisy arguments rang on the city floor. When the two sides confronted each other on the sea below, the monks who had already entered the gates of the city quickly heard the news, making the originally crowded towers more lively.
"He really is fine..."
Among the crowd, Yan Yaner, a red dress, patted her stalwart chest, and her face showed a relaxed look.
"Despite the strength of the three sects of Daomen, although they can't resist the four alliances, they are enough to crush the general second-class sect. I have to see how you can enter the city this time!"
On the other side of the tower, there was a cold awn in the eyes of the people on the plate, and a sneer in the mouth said.
When the people on the castle floor talked about it, the three old men of the spiritual world were also swaying, appearing in front of the mountain giant tortoise, and staring at Luoyang.
"I have heard about the superb stone skills of Luoyang's friends. I have to see it today. I waited for three of them to wait here today. I don't want anything else. I just want to use the sea crystal spar of your wooden door!"
Among the three old men, the oldest Tsing Yi old man stepped out one step at a time and shook his fist toward Luo Yang.
After hearing the words of the Tsing Yi old man, whether it is the three monks in the rear or the people on the city floor, they are all slightly stunned. The repair of this old man is naturally known to them, but he did not expect that he would be so polite to open to Luo Yang, in the tone, seems to put Luo Yang in the same realm.
What makes people even more unthinkable is that even in the face of three spiritually strong people, Luo Yang’s look is still not changed.
"The wooden door does not have any old grievances with you. Luo is not willing to give you a shot. This is a sea spar. You can't leave it, or let the way out." Luo Yang's face is calm, shaking his head. Said.
Seeing that Luo Yang was so open, the faces of the three old men were instantly cold, and the eyes were cold.
"I have waited for three years to wait for so long. Do you want to send us a simple sentence in this way? Although your cultivation is not weak, I am not a mediocrity!"
The old man in Tsing Yi snorted and shook his long sleeves. The ships behind him slowly let out a gap. Through the gap, you can clearly see that behind the three ships, there was a broken ship. The boat with blood is left by the Zongmen who arrived before.
Even on those boats, you can see the horrified bodies of each look. Every body of the body has heavy scars. It is obviously a life and death.
Looking at the boat with blood, the people in the wooden door are all changed. When Luo Yang’s eyes are swept, his eyes are slightly concealed, even if they pass a cold light.
I saw that in those broken boats, a blood-stained flag fell into the sea, above the banner, and it was written with a force word, which was the boat that used to be the door.
"The old man still advises you to hand over the sea spar as soon as possible. I also waited for the province to do it." The old man in Tsing Yi saw the change of Luo Yang's look, but there was some pride in his heart, and he said with a sneer.
But his voice just fell, Royan's right hand was a sharp wave, a black iron sword clenched in his hand, with his right hand falling, and a sharp sword in front of the front!
The horrible sword gas seems to be able to tear the world, and the whole sea surface is divided into two pieces. What is even more terrifying is that this sword light contains a breath of time, which makes the three old people just contact, their own Shouyuan is a mad lapse, and in a blink of an eye it is a hundred years of damage!
"What is this sword?!"
Feeling the passing of his own life, the faces of the three old men changed at the same time. Even the oldest man in Tsing Yi, who was the strongest, was suddenly squirting a blood, and he was forced to break free from the Jianguang.
A sword swept through the air, and the whole sea was plunged into a dead silence. No matter the three monks, or the people on the city floor, the faces were all shocked, and it was difficult to return to God for a long time.
"Going into the city!"
Luo Yang’s eyes were cold, and after sweeping the three old men who looked horrified, they slowly said.
As his voice fell, the mountain giant tortoise continued to advance toward the tower. The three old men’s looks were unwilling, but they were all trembling and retreating. The ships were hurriedly scattered, revealing a road to the tower. !