Chapter 268 It's yours

Seeing Yan Xiruo, Luo Xiu understood that these people in white clothes should be people from White Star Valley.

Because he remembered that Yan Xiruo was a disciple of Bai Xing Valley.

"Qiang!"

At this moment, Yan Xiruo's master Bai Huilian appeared beside her and took off the sword she was carrying behind her.

"This is a mid-level earth-level war sword. I hope the three of us in White Star Valley can let go."

Bai Huilian threw the battle sword towards the two middle-stage Martial Kings on the opposite side.

"Master..."

Yan Xiruo was about to say something, but was glared at by Bai Huilian. This sword was what Luo Xiu had given her.

"Is the battle sword more important, or the lives of us people in White Star Valley?"

Yan Xiruo understood what her master meant. What she cared about was not the sword itself, but because this sword was given by Luo Xiu.

"Master, even if we give them the sword, these people may not be willing to let us go." Yan Xiruo gritted his teeth and said.

The man in black robe who was not far away with his arms folded in front of his chest suddenly burst out laughing when he heard these words, "This little girl is right, it's just a mid-level earth-level war sword. I, Situ Xiong, I haven’t taken it seriously yet.”

While speaking, Situ Xiong raised his finger and pointed at Yan Xiruo, "Where did Bai Xinggu come from? I have never heard of it, but as long as you keep this woman, I, Situ Xiong, can let you go." horse."

As soon as these words came out, Yan Xiruo's pretty face suddenly turned white, and the other party's eyes were like evil wolves. It was obvious that he must have evil intentions if he wanted to stay.

The leader of Baixing Valley is Bai Huilian. When she heard the name Situ Xiong, her expression changed instantly. She secretly thought that it was terrible, how could she meet this obscene demon.

In the Hengyun Mountains, Situ Xiong is a well-known man in the demonic way. He practices the magic technique of harvesting yin and replenishing yang. All the women who have been harvested by him have a miserable end. Moreover, this demon likes beautiful women, so he probably has his eye on them. Yan Xiruo's beauty.

"Senior Situ, she is a disciple of our White Star Valley who is about to be sent to the Holy Land of Cloud Sea. Please show her respect," Bai Huilian said humbly and politely.

As a Martial King, he could be regarded as a great master in the Tianwu Kingdom where White Star Valley was located, but in the Hengyun Mountains, he was nothing.

Situ Xiong was an old monster at the level of a martial lord. With just two men, he was already unable to compete with them. If he really tried to take action, everyone would die in the forest in an instant.

"Um?"

Hearing the words "Holy Land of Sea of ​​Clouds", Situ Xiong frowned slightly. He was able to hang out in the Hengyun Mountains for many years without being killed. Naturally, he had his own survival principles. A behemoth like Holy Land of Sea of ​​Clouds could not be easily defeated. offend.

He rolled his eyes and thought to himself, there is no one else here. As long as the killings are done cleanly, even the Holy Land of Yunhai will not think that I, Situ Xiong, killed these people.

"Besides, she can be accepted as a disciple by Yunhai Holy Land, which shows that this woman who is favored by me must have excellent talent. She is an excellent cauldron. After harvesting it, she will definitely be able to improve her cultivation."

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the field, followed closely by a shrill scream.

Just now, Bai Huilian threw the middle-grade war sword of the earth level, and a fourth-level Martial King under Situ Xiong reached out to catch it, and this scream came from his mouth.

His hand that originally grasped the Earth-level War Sword was broken at the wrist, and a young man in black robe raised his hand and snatched the War Sword away.

"You dare to touch my sword?" A contemptuous voice sounded slowly, and then, the young man in black robe raised his hand and waved his sword, and the sword light swept across.

puff!

Blood splattered, and the black-robed King Wu, who had his wrist cut off and screamed, covered his throat and stepped back, his eyes widened, and his screams stopped abruptly.

This sword was so fast that even his fourth-level martial arts master couldn't even react in time!

With a plop, the man in black robe knelt on the ground, struggled in vain for a few times, and then lost all breath.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the young man in black robe who suddenly appeared.

Do you dare to touch my sword?

The moment he heard these words, Yan Xiruo's delicate body trembled and he stared at the man in black robes intently. Because the other person's back was turned to him, he couldn't see his face clearly, but he became nervous inside.

Because she already knows who this person is, because only that person is the real owner of this sword.

Bai Huilian obviously thought of this as well, looking at the young man in black robe with complicated eyes.

More than two months ago, their group left Tianwu Kingdom on foot and sent Yan Xiruo to the Holy Land of Yunhai.

The reason why there is no flying in the air is that Yan Xiruo can also experience it along the way.

So they don't know what major events have happened in Tianwu Kingdom recently.

Situ Xiong's pupils shrank and he stared at the young man in black robe who suddenly appeared. He could kill a fourth-level Martial King in an instant, which showed that he was not an ordinary person.

When he noticed the real energy fluctuations on the opponent's body, Situ Xiong suddenly sneered.

"A mere junior with the fifth level of Martial King cultivation dares to tease my tiger beard just because he has some abilities. Is he anxious to die and be reincarnated?"

Luo Xiu looked up at him and said calmly: "I don't know whether I will reincarnate, but you don't even have the chance to reincarnate."

The moment he saw Yan Xiruo, the obsession originating from the deepest part of his soul made Luo Xiu full of murderous intent towards anyone who wanted to harm her.

"Xiao Hu, kill him!" Situ Xiong snorted coldly and shouted to another man under his command who was at the fifth level of the Martial King.

In his opinion, the man in front of him was able to kill the men just now, all because he made a sneak attack. He also had the fifth level of Martial King's cultivation. Even if his men couldn't beat this man, they would definitely be able to see through the fight. Come in shades.

"As you command!"

The black-robed man known as Xiao Hu responded, and immediately gave a sharp shout. The light of his true energy bloomed, and his figure flashed towards Luo Xiu.

Yan Xiruo exclaimed, "Be careful."

Luo Xiu's face was expressionless and indifferent. He saw the man in black robe rushing towards him and suddenly punched out. The white light on his fist flashed, exuding a sharp and sharp aura. He was obviously cultivating the gold element. King Wu.

brush!

A bright sword light swept through the air, and the traces of the sword light could not be seen clearly with the naked eye. The movement of the man in black robe suddenly stopped for an instant, and then his body flew backwards, sprinkling a large amount of blood in the air.

One sword! Another sword strike, instantly killing the fifth level Martial King!

Behind Luo Xiu, the people in White Star Valley were stunned and horrified. They had already guessed who the young man in black robes was, but he was still in the realm of God Refining more than two years ago, and now he could kill the strong Martial King instantly. ?

The Valley Master of White Star Valley seems to be at the fifth level of King Martial Arts, right? Doesn't this mean that even if the Valley Master comes, he can't resist Luo Xiu's sword?

"Who are you?"

After two of his men were killed, Situ Xiong's expression condensed and he looked a little stern.

As a Martial Lord-level powerhouse, he is not afraid of the opponent's strength. Killing the Martial King at the fifth level in an instant is also something that Martial Lord can do with ease.

What he is really afraid of is that such a powerful young master cannot be cultivated by ordinary forces. What he is afraid of is the power behind the opponent.

"Just now, these people from White Star Valley said they wanted to send that woman to the Sea of ​​Clouds Holy Land. Could it be that the guy in front of me is a descendant of the Sea of ​​Clouds Holy Land?" Situ Xiong's expression was uncertain.

But soon, Situ Xiong was worried, "So what if you are a descendant of the Sea of ​​Clouds Holy Land? If I kill you here, no one will know that it was me, Situ Xiong, who did it!"

A ferocious smile appeared on Situ Xiong's face, and he immediately roared angrily. He rose into the air, clasped his palms together, and a large blazing flame enveloped and submerged Luo Xiu.

Luo Xiu was fearless, stepped forward in the air, waved his hands, and ripples appeared in front of him, as if forming a vortex.

In an instant, all the flames in the sky were sucked into the vortex in front of him and disappeared without a trace.

He possesses the Devouring Void Spiritual Fire, so he is naturally not afraid of attacks from the fire element.

"What kind of trick is this?" Situ Xiong was shocked, feeling that his flame essence was swallowed by the opponent like a mud cow entering the sea.

"Playing with fire? I can do it too!" Luo Xiu sneered, and with a bang, reddish-brown flames emerged from his body.

Feeling the majestic flame aura on his body, Situ Xiong's expression changed again, because he felt that the flame aura on the other party seemed to be stronger than the flame essence of his own Martial Lord, and this Boy, it is clear that he only has the cultivation level of King Wu.

When this happens, there are only two explanations. Either the other person practices a very high-grade fire-based technique, or the person masters a powerful flame.

No matter what the situation is, it can bring great benefits to Situ Xiong who cultivates the fire element. Deep greed suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Go to hell!"

Situ Xiong reached out and grabbed it, took out a red battle sword that breathed out flames from the storage ring, and slashed towards Luo Xiu with two flaming sword beams of more than ten feet.

Luo Xiu's expression remained unchanged. He waved the war sword in his hand and directly chopped the two flaming swords into pieces. His figure remained motionless.

"You also take one of my moves." Luo Xiu swung his war sword horizontally, and the reddish-brown flames on his body suddenly changed, turning into monstrous black flames.

A terrifying aura of death spread, and the killing sword intent and the martial intent of death spread in all directions, making Situ Xiong on the opposite side feel as if he was in a place of death. No matter how he resisted and resisted, he would definitely die.

Sen Luo Death Sword!

The death flames of the netherworld condensed on the sword, turning into an undead skeleton. He opened his mouth and bit it, tearing apart the space.

At the critical moment, Situ Xiong's expression regained a trace of clarity, and he broke away from the influence of martial intent on his mind. With a roar, his battle sword brought flames all over the sky and struck at the biting undead skeleton.

boom!

Situ Xiong spurted out blood and flew out.

As soon as he stood firm, Luo Xiu's figure appeared in front of him.

"What a speed!" Situ Xiong was shocked, and swung his sword towards Luo Xiu in front of him.

Clang!

Two fingers clamped the war sword, leaving Situ Xiong dumbfounded.

"Jun level combat body?"

Just as Situ Xiong reacted, a bright sword light swept across, and his consciousness only caught a trace of the sword light.

"you……"

Blood continued to pour out of Situ Xiong's mouth, 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 was a second-level warrior warrior, he was not a body-refining martial artist. His body could not withstand the attack of a mid-level earth-level war sword. .

Luo Xiu's face was expressionless. For him now, he doesn't even need to use his trump card to kill a martial king in the early stage. With the king-level combat body and the twenty-four times the power of Xuantian Transformation, he doesn't need the Five Elements Law. With the Black Mysterious Pearl, he also has combat power comparable to that of Lord Wu.

As soon as he grabbed it with his probing hand, a burst of true energy directly broke through Situ Xiong's Dantian and captured a round golden elixir.

Situ Xiong's head drooped and he lost all breath.

Everyone in White Star Valley was stunned and even stopped breathing.

If Luo Xiu killed two Martial Lords before, which brought them an unparalleled shock, then when he killed an old monster of Martial Lord, it was a shock that could no longer 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 walked over and handed the sword in his hand to Yan Xuruo.

Yan Xiruo blushed, "This sword belongs to you."

"I've given it to you, so it belongs to you." Luo Xiu smiled.

For some reason, every time he faced Yan Xiruo, he felt like he wanted to be close to her.