Chapter 268: It's yours

Seeing Yan Xiruo, Luo Xiu understood that these people in white should be from White Star Valley.
Because he remembered that Yan Xiruo was a disciple of Bai Xinggu.
"Chang!"
At this moment, Yan Xiruo's master Bai Huilian flashed, appeared beside her, and took off the war sword she was carrying behind her back.
"This is a middle-ranked battle sword. I hope that the three people who can let us off the White Star Valley."
Bai Huilian threw the sword to the middle stage of the two Wu Wangs opposite.
"Master..."
Yan Xiruo was about to say something, but Bai Huilian glared at him, and this war sword was given to her by Luo Xiu.
"Is the sword of war important, or the lives of people like us in White Star Valley?"
Yan Xiruo understood what the master meant, she didn't care about the war sword itself, but because it was given by Luo Xiu.
"Master, even if we give them the sword, these people may not let us go." Yan Xiruo gritted his teeth and said.
Not far away, the man in the black robe who hugged his arms on his chest heard these words and laughed suddenly, "This little girl is right. It’s a middle-grade war sword in the ground. I Situ Xiong. I haven't paid attention yet."
While speaking, Situ Xiong raised his finger to Yan Xiruo, "Where is Bai Xinggu from the little school, I have never heard of it, but as long as you keep this woman, Situ Xiong can let you go. horse."
As soon as these words came out, Yan Xiruo's pretty face suddenly became white, and the other's eyes were like evil wolves. Obviously, if he wanted to keep himself, he would have no good intentions.
The leader of Bai Xinggu was Bai Huilian. When she heard the name Situ Xiong, her face changed in an instant. The secret way was bad, how could she meet this harlot.
In the Hengyun Mountain Range, Situ Xiong is a well-known man in the magic way, practicing the magic power of harvesting yin and nourishing yang, but all the women he has picked up will all have a miserable end, and this demon likes beautiful women. Yan Xiruo's beauty.
"Senior Situ, she is our disciple from White Star Valley who is going to send to the Holy Land of Clouds. Please also seniors to raise your hands." Bai Huilian said humbly and politely.
As the King of Wu, he was a great master in the Tianwu Kingdom where the White Star Valley was located, but he was nothing in the Hengyun Mountain Range.
Situ Xiong is a martial prince-level boss, just two subordinates, they have already made them unable to compete, really want to start, I am afraid that everyone will die in this mountain forest in an instant.
"Ok?"
Hearing the words Yunhai Holy Land, Situ Xiong's brows wrinkled slightly. He was able to wander in the Hengyun Mountains for many years without being killed by anyone. Naturally, he has his principle of survival. A behemoth like the Yunhai Holy Land is not easy and natural. offend.
He rolled his eyes and thought to himself, there are no other people here, as long as the killing is clean and neat, even in the sacred land of the sea of ​​clouds, he would not think that these people were killed by our Situ Xiong.
"Furthermore, being able to be regarded as a disciple by the Holy Land of Clouds shows that this woman whom Lao Tzu looks at must have an excellent talent. She is a great furnace. After replenishing, she will definitely be able to improve her cultivation skills."
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the field, followed by a sad scream.
Just now Bai Huilian threw the middle-tier battle sword from the ground level, and a Wu Wangquan under Situ Xiong's hand reached out to catch it, and this scream came from his mouth.
I saw that he originally grasped the hand of the ground-level war sword and broke his wrist. A young man in a black robe took the war sword and took it away.
"My sword, do you dare to move?" A contemptuous voice slowly sounded, and then, the young man in the black robe waved his hand and the sword light swept across.
puff!
Blood splattered, the black robe Martial King who was screaming with his severed wrist clutched his throat, backing back again and again, his eyes rounded, and the screaming stopped abruptly.
This sword was so fast that the four-fold cultivation base of the King of Martial Arts was too late to even react!
With a plop, the black-robed man knelt on his knees, struggled a few times in vain, and was breathless.
For a moment, everyone's eyes were instantly focused on the black-robed young man who appeared suddenly.
Do you dare to move my sword?
The moment Yan Xiruo trembles when she hears this, she stares at the black-robed man intently, because the other party is facing her back, he can't see his face clearly, but his heart is tense.
Because she already knew who this person was, because only that person was the real master of this sword.
Bai Huilian had obviously thought of this too, looking at the black-robed young man with some complicated eyes.
More than two months ago, their group left the Tianwu Kingdom on foot and sent Yan Xiruo to the Holy Land of Clouds.
The reason why there is no flying in the air is that Yan Xiruo can also experience it along the way.
So they didn't know what kind of big incident happened in Tianwu Kingdom recently.
Situ Xiong's pupils shrank, staring at the black-robed young man who appeared suddenly. The opponent was able to instantly kill a Martial King Quadruple, which shows that he is not an ordinary person.
Situ Xiong suddenly sneered when he noticed the True Qi fluctuations on the opponent.
"A junior of Wuwang's five-fold cultivation base, who dares to slap Lao Tzu's tiger beard with his abilities, is anxious to die and reborn?"
Luo Xiu raised his eyes to look at him, and said calmly: "I don't know if I reincarnate, but you don't even have the chance to reincarnate, I'm afraid you don't even have the chance to reincarnate."
When I saw Yan Xiruo, the obsession that originated from the deepest part of his soul made Luo Xiu full of murderous intent for anyone who wanted to hurt her.
"Xiao Hu, kill him!" Situ Xiong snorted coldly, then shouted to the other man with the fifth level of cultivation.
In his opinion, the person in front of him can kill his subordinates just now. Everything is because he made a sneak attack. It is also the fifth level of Wuwang's cultivation base. Even if his subordinates can't beat this person, they will definitely be able to see through the fight. Come in depth.
"Yes!"
The man in the black robe called Xiaohu responded, and even if he screamed, the light of the true essence all over his body bloomed, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards Luo Xiu.
Yan Xiruo exclaimed, "Be careful."
Luo Xiu's face was expressionless, his expression indifferent, he saw the black robe man rushing to him, and suddenly punched, the white light on the fist flashed, showing a sharp and sharp aura, obviously he was cultivating the true essence of the gold element. King Wu.
brush!
A bright sword light swept across the air, and the naked eye was unable to see the traces of the sword light. The black robe man's movements suddenly stopped for an instant, and then his body flew upside down, sprinkling a large amount of blood in the air.
One sword! It's another sword, killing King Wu in a second!
Behind Luo Xiu, the people in White Star Valley were all dumbfounded and looked terrified. They had guessed who the young man in black robes appeared, but he was still in the realm of refining the gods more than two years ago. At this moment, he could kill the king of Wu in a second. ?
The valley master of White Star Valley, seems to be the cultivation base of the five-level realm of King Caiwu? Doesn't this mean that even if the Valley Master comes, he can't resist Luo Xiu's sword?
"Who are you?"
When the two men were killed, Situ Xiong's expression condensed, and his expression was somewhat awe-inspiring.
As a Wujun-level powerhouse, he was not afraid of the opponent's strength. Killing Wuwang's five layers in a second was also an easy task for Wujun.
What he is really afraid of is that such a powerful young master can never be cultivated by ordinary forces. What he is afraid of is the forces behind the opponent.
"Just now these people from White Star Valley said they would send that woman to the Holy Land of Clouds. Could this guy be the descendant of the Holy Land of Clouds?" Situ Xiong's expression was uncertain.
But soon, Situ Xiong confided, "Even if you are the descendant of the Sea of ​​Clouds Holy Land? I killed you here, and no one knows that Situ Xiong did it!"
A grin appeared on Situ Xiong's face, and he immediately shouted angrily, and his whole body rose into the air, his palms folded together, and a large blazing flame enveloped Luo Xiu.
Luo Xiu was awe-inspiring, stepping forward in the air, waving his hands, ripples appeared in front of him, as if forming a whirlpool.
In an instant, all the flames in the sky were sucked into the vortex in front of him, disappearing without a trace.
He hides the Void Swallowing Spirit Fire, so naturally he won't be afraid of the fire element's attack.
"What kind of trick is this?" Situ Xiong was startled, and he sensed that his flame true essence seemed to be swallowed by the opponent.
"Playing with fire? I will too!" Luo Xiu sneered, banging, red-brown flames emerged from his body.
Feeling the majestic flame aura on his body, Situ Xiong's face changed again, because he felt that the flame aura on the opponent's body seemed to be stronger than the flame true essence of his own martial monarch, and this Boy, it is clear that only the cultivation base of King Wu is only.
There are only two explanations for this situation. Either the opponent is cultivating a high-grade fire system technique, or the person has mastered a powerful flame.
Regardless of the situation, it can bring great benefits to Situ Xiong who cultivates the true essence of the fire element, and deep greed suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"Die me!"
Situ Xiong's detective grabbed his hand, and took out a red, flame-breathing war sword from the storage ring, and two flame swords measuring more than ten meters long, and slashed towards Luo Xiu.
Luo Xiu still didn't change his face, swiping the war sword in his hand, and directly smashed the two flame swords into pieces, standing still.
"You also take my move." Luo Xiu's war sword swung horizontally, and the reddish-brown flame on his body suddenly changed into a monstrous black flame.
A terrifying breath of death spread, killing sword intent and death martial intent spreading in all directions, making the opposite Situ Xiong feel as if he was in a place of death, no matter how he resisted and contended, he would definitely die.
Sun Luo Necromancer Sword!
On the battle sword, the dead flames condensed and turned into necromantic skeletons, opening their mouths and biting them, tearing the space apart.
When he was in danger, Situ Xiong's expression recovered a trace of clarity, and he broke free from the influence of martial will on his mind, and he roared, his sword brought a sky full of flames, and slashed at the biting dead skeletons.
boom!
Situ Xiong spurted out blood, and flew out.
As soon as his figure stood firm, Luo Xiu's figure had appeared in front of him.
"Fast speed!" Situ Xiong was shocked, and swung his sword towards Luo Xiu in front of him.
Cang!
Two fingers clamped the war sword, making Situ Xiong dumbfounded.
"Jun-level combat body?"
Situ Xiong had just reacted, and a dazzling sword light had swept across, and his divine consciousness had only captured a trace of the sword light.
"you……"
Situ Xiong's mouth kept pouring blood, and his eyes were round, full of unwillingness and resentment.
His neck was directly pierced by a war sword in Luo Xiu's hand. After all, although he is a martial master in the second stage, he is not a physical training martial artist, and his physical body cannot withstand the attack of the middle-rank war sword. .
Luo Xiu has no expression on his face. For him today, in the early stage of killing a martial king, he doesn't even need to use his hole cards. With the king-level battle body, plus the power of Xuantian twenty-four times, he doesn't need the Five Elements Rule. And Hei Xuan Zhu, he also has a combat power comparable to Wu Jun.
As soon as the probe hand grabbed it, a piece of true essence broke through Situ Xiong's dantian, grabbing a round golden pill.
Situ Xiong's head hung down, his breath disappeared.
Everyone in White Star Valley was stunned, and even stopped breathing.
If Luo Xiu killed two Martial Kings before and brought them an incomparable shock, then he killed an old Martial King monster, it was a horror that could not be described in words.
How old is he? A Wujun who is less than twenty years old?
However, Luo Xiu had no interest in explaining to these people. He stepped over and passed the war sword in his hand to Yan Xiruo.
Yan Xiruo blushed, "This sword belongs to you."
"I have given it to you, so it belongs to you." Luo Xiu smiled.
For some reason, every time he confronts Yan Xiruo, he feels like he wants to be close to her.