Lu Zhuo stepped into the seclusion, these small spells were just handy, and even Lu Zhuo could summon the real three-flavor true fire.

The fireball, which had already been doubled in size by Lu Zhuo, suddenly shot out at a faster speed like a cannonball.

The fireball kept changing along the way, and even became several times larger.

Straight towards the flood into the sea pavement.

However, Hong Zhuhai still didn't want to give up, although the sweat was like rain, and the speed of the seal on his hands became faster, and he couldn't keep up with ordinary people's eyes alone.

In the end, Hong Zhihai breathed a sigh of relief, and he rubbed out the fireball.

"Whew!"

Hong into the sea and drank.

Stretching out his palm, he shot a fireball towards the three-flavored true fire.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The other martial artists at the peak of their internal strength in the stands sensed that something was wrong and jumped off the auction table one after another, and they felt an aura of danger.

Seeing that the two balls were about to collide, a smile broke out at the corner of Hong Zhuhai's mouth.

"It's a pity, although your fire skills are good, but they still can't compare to me. ”

There was just a young man in front of him, relying on his cultivation at the peak of his Taoism.

He's fearless!

His smile quickly froze, though.

Rumble!

The two fireballs collided violently.

Like a big wave hitting the sand, the small and fragile grains of sand have no chance of stopping the surging waves.

And the fireball that flooded into the sea was the loose sand.

"How is that possible?"

Hong Ruhai's face turned red and shouted.

The castration of the three flavors of the true fire was unabated, and it still attacked towards the terrifying flood into the sea.

"Ahh

Hong Yuhai only let out a heart-rending scream, and then fell silent.

The three-flavor real fire directly ignited the entire auction table, and in the blazing flames, he turned to ashes without even struggling.

Quiescence!

There was no sound in the entire auction hall at this moment, except for the burning sound of the three-flavor real fire crackling.

Since it is as strong as Ao Cang, he also looked deeply at the stage, secretly swallowed his saliva, and a drop of cold sweat on his forehead involuntarily slid down.

He had the feeling that if he took a slow step just now, he would turn into ashes like Hong Zhuhai.

And the rich and other warriors in the arena also gasped in unison.

One move kills the Fa cultivator at the peak of the Dao in seconds!

Could it be that the young man is a real person who cultivates the Fa?

But looking at his youthful appearance, how could it be?

"It's impossible! it's just a fluke!" Yi Fei said through gritted teeth.

There are also more than a dozen martial artists with peak internal strength and the unpredictable strength of the Hanging Sword Sect Sword Seven! Lu Zhuo Kid was just a fluke just now, and these people will definitely not let him go.

Yi Fei could only comfort himself in this way.

Whew!

The white-clothed swordsmen of the Hanging Sword Sect who were guarding the exits of the Yonghe Auction Hall also drew their swords one after another, and a sense of murder filled the air.

Jian Qi's expression was rare for a while, but he was a martial artist, and he didn't look at what he could see from the fire.

"Who the hell are you?I've never heard of Taibaimen, are you a true cultivator?" Jian Qi said coldly.

Killing a cultivator who had entered the peak of the Dao in an instant was nothing to Lu Zhuo.

He just clapped his hands, removed some dust, and said casually: "What is that? I said that I am an ordinary person passing by unevenly." ”

Then Lu Zhuo thought for a while, as if he was thinking about something.

"If I had to say who I am, I can only say that I am someone you can't afford to mess with. ”

Wow!

Such arrogant words are simply slapping Sword Seven's face, and it is even more provoking the Hanging Sword Sect.

There are even quite a few people who are snickering.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy and a member of the three major sects of Huaxia said that I am someone you can't afford to mess with, which does not take the Hanging Sword Sect in his eyes at all.

"Boy arrogance!"

Sword Seven was furious.

However, he is not a simple and kind person, he can't understand Lu Zhuo's reality and reality, he just orders the group of martial artists with peak internal strength.

"You guys! This is your chance to make meritorious contributions to Chu Xiao, kill that young man, there is a way to become a grandmaster!"

This group of peak martial artists with few longevity joined Chu Xiao, and they came here from all over the world to seek a way to break through the grandmaster.

The young man in front of him had killed only a person of similar strength to them, and there were more than a dozen of them.

"Let's shoot!"

These people glanced at each other, and they all nodded secretly, and the bodies of more than a dozen martial artists with peak internal strength rose up and rushed towards Lu Zhuo's box!

There were also a few scattered peak cultivators who began to condense their mana and use spells.

Ao Cang has one more heart, and compared with other martial artists at the peak of internal strength, he is half a position behind.

The riot of these people also brought a cry of surprise.

"More than a dozen martial artists at the peak of internal strength, this young man is dead!"

"Young and frivolous, I don't know how many catties and taels I have, but I dare to be rampant in front of so many martial arts seniors. ”

"Alas, it's a pity, although this young man didn't know what means to use to kill the Fa cultivator at the peak of the Dao just now, but this time there were more than a dozen martial artists who were not weak. ”

Although these billionaires and warriors are also trapped here, for Lu Zhuo, who is now in a worse situation, they are more sneering at Lu Zhuo for not being able to do anything.

However, in the shock of everyone, Lu Zhuo not only did not retreat, but stepped forward and stepped nine steps into the sky, walking towards the group of martial artists with peak internal strength.

"Since you seek death, don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

He walked in the air, and the shadowless sword in his hand gradually revealed its form under the convergence of countless runes, it was a three-foot-long cyan divine sword, Lu Zhuo held the divine sword, like a god descending from the earth.

"Walk in the air!"

"Could it be a martial arts master?!"

"Hurry back!"

Many of the originally violent peak martial arts masters were shocked and hurriedly wanted to retreat.

"It's late!"

"Slash!"

With a wave of the cyan divine sword in Lu Zhuo's hand, it condensed into a sword qi and slashed it over in an instant.

"Ahh

A few famous warriors in the front row could only let out a miserable scream, and they found that their bodies were separated from their waists, and the whole person was cut in two by Lu Zhuo in the air.

The sword god swordsmanship is invincible!

Lu Zhuo's swordsmanship is deep in the true inheritance of the old sword god in the cultivation immortal realm, and his cultivation is higher than the group of people in front of him, how can they stop it?

"It's terrifying!"

Ao Cang gasped, thinking that it was fortunate that he was smart and didn't rush to the front.

There are a few people who are looking at it with tears in their eyes, and among the people who were killed in an instant are their friends or brothers, and now they are killed by Lu Zhuo like a chicken, how can a few people not hate?

"Tiger Fist!"

Ma Lin, the peak of internal strength, stomped his feet fiercely, his internal strength was boiling, his momentum was pressing, and the clothes on his upper body exploded.

The vertebrae on Marin's back protruded like a dragon, the muscles bulged, and the power of his whole body spread through the spine that became stronger, and finally condensed on the fist, and the momentum of the whole person was also released.

In the end, Marin soared into the sky like a tiger out of a cage, and there was even an invisible energy surrounding his body, forming a tiger-like appearance.

At this moment, Ma Lin actually broke through the peak of his internal strength and stepped into the realm of a half-step grandmaster.

"Good fist! This move even has the power of a grandmaster!" Ao Cang exclaimed.

"Ma Lin was born in Sanxiu, and among the people who the young man killed with a sword just now was his sworn brother, obviously he was very angry now, this move was all displayed, and the burning Shouyuan broke through the realm, even the martial arts master could also fight, but this time he could really kill the young man, and Ma Lin would not live long. Another martial artist with peak internal strength frowned.

Although they shot together, after seeing Lu Zhuo's sword, some people were willing to step into the half-step Grandmaster by self-harm, and they were also willing to observe the situation again.

Ma Lin is also very confident in himself, he is wide-eyed, even a true martial arts master, with his posture, he can hold up a few moves.

"Slash again!"

Lu Zhuo's eyes were indifferent, and with another wave of the divine sword, he slashed out flatly.

A very simple sword qi, without a trace of waves, the sword qi condensed into silk as if the space was cut in two, and the half-step grandmaster Ma Linhu's tiger-shaped momentum, together with his body, was passed by Lu Zhuo from head to toe, like a knife cutting tofu, in an instant.

"Ahh

Smack!

Half-step Grandmaster Marin was cut in half in the air, and there was no room for resistance, so he could only let out a scream, and the body that had been turned in half fell from the air.

The audience was shocked!

Silence!

The sound of the corpse hitting the ground seemed to fall on everyone's hearts, making it difficult for them to even breathe.

A half-step Grandmaster's martial artist can be slashed with a single sword!

The dozen or so martial artists with the peak of internal strength were already less than ten at this time, and they all trembled, and subconsciously retreated a position, not daring to go up again.

"How could it be ?!!"

Even Jian Qi suddenly got up.

In a trance, he actually sensed a trace of sword intent from that sword qi.

Jian Qi turned his head stiffly and looked at the young man standing proudly in the air with the cyan divine sword in his hand, like a god who enforces the law in the world.

Lu Zhuo's indifferent gaze swept away Ao Cang and the others and the group of white-shirted swordsmen guarding the door, and finally looked at Jian Qi and said:

"Let's go up together. ”