Lou Huang said it was reasonable, but Zhou Wei found it difficult to accept.

"I wonder if you recognize the wrong person, I'm not from the Lou family, my name is Zhou Wei."

"I said that you are from the Lou family, and you are from the Lou family." Lou Huang's words were still so soft, but the resolute attitude in them exuded an unshakable aura.

"Who the hell are you?" Zhou Wei asked.

"You will know who I am in the future, but now you have to come with me."

"I'm afraid that some of the seniors are difficult, my little sister has not recovered from her serious injuries and can't travel far, so I ask my seniors to forgive me." As he spoke, Yan Liuyun had already changed his position and stood in front of Zhou Wei.

Although he had been treated by Han Jiangxue during this time, and his internal and external injuries had been healed by more than half, in front of a nine-rank peak grand master like Lou Huang, his body and mind were inevitably greatly affected.

I want to gather my energy into a whirlpool, but my strong vitality seems to be frozen, and the speed of running at this time is not even one-tenth of the usual.

However, he still stood in front of Zhou Wei.

With him, he won't let others hurt the little sister.

"You're good." Lou Huang only took a serious look at Yan Liuyun at this time.

"When I was your age, my martial arts cultivation was only a step better than yours."

Then he turned his head to look at the people around him and nodded.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should all be descendants of several major sects in the Central Plains. With talent and resources, it is extremely difficult to achieve such a martial arts cultivation at this age. Life is too lonely, maybe in the future there will be one or two of you who can make me look at each other squarely. But at this time, you are still too far away, so don't make unnecessary sacrifices. Lou said leisurely.

If someone else had said this, Pan Chu would have been unable to resist rushing up and kicking this pretending bastard aside.

But having seen the strength of Lou Huang with his own eyes in the Overlord's secret vault, Pan Chu did not doubt every word that this masked man said.

He secretly glanced at Yan Liuyun, who sensed his gaze and nodded slightly.

Since this is the case, Pan Chu made up his mind to fight to the death.

Yan Liuyun's one look is enough, this is birth and death.

Although he only felt the wonderful taste of love for a few days, it did not affect him to make such a decision.

"When you say such a big thing, you are not afraid to flash your tongue." Nangong Ao said that the long sword in his hand had already erupted with a strong sword aura.

A sword intent swayed up, like a spear and a halberd, and like a storm and waves.

Although Nangong Ao was also under the strong pressure of Lou Huang, at this time, he was the first to break through his inner demon and stabbed the first sword towards Lou Huang.

Everyone present, in terms of martial arts cultivation, Nangong Ao is not ranked in the top five.

But the fierceness of his mood and the strength of his momentum made him the first to get out of the cage.

Lou Huang's eyes lit up, which was a little interesting.

Nangong Ao's sword slashed a straight trajectory in the air, stabbing straight into Lou Huang's throat.

But when he condensed his sword intent to the extreme, he drummed up all the vitality in his whole body to the top. The tip of the long sword in his hand was getting farther and farther away from Lou Huang.

Between the two, the distance is less than 30 meters, but it seems to be separated by thousands of rivers and mountains.

Lou Huang snorted softly, and the air ripples visible to the naked eye spread outward.

Nangong Ao's entire world came to a halt, and the long sword in his hand broke inch by inch, along with the meridians and acupoints of his whole body. Before a mouthful of blood spurted out, the real person flew out like a cannonball, and I don't know who it was.

"The younger generations of the rivers and lakes are really becoming more and more unruly." Lou said blandly.

Mo Xiaozuo's Ying Long spear was thrown up the river when Nangong Ao's figure was flying, and "Mo Shang Flowers Bloomed" in "Dayan Shooting".

The spear broke through the oncoming circles of ripples in an unrivaled attitude, seemingly straight, and the imposing tip of the spear kept shaking to draw a circle of mysterious breath.

The surrounding air condensed at the tip of the spear, as if it was a brilliant mandala, dreamy and unknown.

Lou Huang's eyes lit up again.

To be able to use this style of "Mo Shang Blossom" in "Dayan Shooting" to such a situation, it is estimated that only Mo Wentian can do it in the world.

However, this young man is too young, and his martial arts cultivation is still slightly lacking, and ten percent of his power is not even brought into play.

But even so, it can be regarded as a stroke of genius when put in the rivers and lakes.

Looking at the young man's vaguely familiar face, and the tenacity that is not far away, "Mo Wentian gave birth to a good son." Lou Huang muttered to himself.

Then he gave birth to the index finger of his right hand, and accurately pointed at the tip of Mo Xiaozuo's unpredictable gun.

The shadows of the flowers in the sky disappeared, and the turbulent vitality that had been surging just now because of Ying Longlance's strong assault instantly calmed down.

The fluctuation of vitality that was difficult to catch with the naked eye poured from the tip of Lou Huang's index finger onto the Ying Dragon Spear, and Mo Xiaozuo felt an unrivaled surge of strength on his body. Immediately, he felt that the bones in his whole body seemed to be crispy, and the agitated Ying Long Spear instantly calmed down.

Because of Mo Wentian, Mo Xiaozuo saved his life for the time being.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Mo Xiaoyou saw Mo Xiaozuo fall to the ground, and hurriedly rushed over.

Pan Chu and Yan Liuyun glanced at each other, the long sword was unsheathed, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, vigorously out, like two angry dragons swept towards the Lou Huang, one left and one right.

Lou Huang just opened the five fingers of his right hand, pressed his palm downward, and the two sharp swords suddenly shattered.

Pan Chu and Yan Liuyun seemed to have been smashed from the sky with a huge hammer, and the two of them were covered in blood and mist, and they were miserable.

Before Zhou Wei could react, Pan Chu and Yan Liuyun had already fallen from the air to the ground, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

"You're deceiving people too much." Zhou Wei drew his long sword and rushed towards Lou Huang.

But her internal injuries were too severe, and before she could run a few steps, she stumbled to the ground.

In the next moment, a palm supported his crumbling figure. Lou Huang seemed to have crossed the space and appeared in front of Zhou Wei.

He held Zhou Wei's wrist with one hand, and Zhou Wei was weak, as if his muscles and bones were soft.

"Hmph, what a vicious yang fire." Lou Huang felt Zhou Wei's physical condition, his heart tightened, and he snorted coldly.

Then he waved his left hand backwards at will, and the golden needles in the sky rolled upside down. Han Jiangxue's figure had already come three feet behind him.

Before Han Jiangxue could make the next move, Lou Huang's palm had already pierced into his chest.

"Stop, or I'll kill myself." Zhou Wei watched Lou Huang stab his palm into Han Jiangxue's chest and roared loudly.

Lou Huang was obviously stunned for a moment and stopped moving.

It's been years since anyone had yelled like this in front of him, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his face under the mask. Then he took out Han Jiangxue's heart and pinched it into meat foam.

Zhou Wei wanted to roar louder, wanted to break his heart, and burned a jade stone with the black-robed man, but found that everything was in vain.

Zhou Wei is not a crying person, but at this moment she is already in tears.

Han Jiangxue fell straight to the ground, lifeless.

These people died because of themselves, if it weren't for her relationship, maybe they still lived in the world.

The huge guilt tightly wrapped around Zhou Wei's heart, making her breathless.

"You know what? If I don't allow you to die, no one in this world will be able to take your life, not even yourself. Lou said indifferently.