If it weren't for the strength of his body protector, this punch would have been enough to hit him hard.

At this time, the people of Jinghongmen and Tianlin Sect were not surprised.

This Ji Luo picked two big Tianjiao with one person, and beat one flying?

"Infinite sword intent, ring my body, driving the wind like a dragon, breaking mountains and rivers......"

Rumble!

At this time, Meng Long was really like a different person, his eyes burst out with soaring killing intent, a body of spiritual power, full of black knife intent, shuttling quickly, and his long hair was soaring.

Like a devil who came out of the battlefield of hell.

Luo, who was splitting up with Liao Kuang, suddenly felt a chill on his head, and countless knife shadows fell from the sky.

Group photo of the doppelganger, the sword is broken!

The Hengkun Sword in Luo's hand was touched, not only was it not afraid, but it was a kind of excitement, a kind of madness that confronted the former and found himself.

The sword intent is all over the sky, and the horizontal kun is infinite, and in countless swords, it is like a carp in the river against the current, which is washed away and crushed by Luo's vast sword river.

Although Jiang Carp is brave, his strength is limited, and Luo's Hengkun Sword is the dam head that they cannot cross.

Click...... The sound of bones shattering.

A dark shadow flew out of the crumbling shadow of the knife and fell heavily to the ground.

It's Meng Long.

He's defeated!

The people of Tianlin Sect couldn't help but shudder, they had only heard about it before, how terrifying this Jiluo was, how terrifying.

They thought it was just an exaggeration, a rumor.

But now this scene makes them feel that the previous legends underestimated the bastard Thistle.

He is really worthy of the price of 10 million Lingbei.

Seeing Meng Long's defeat, Liao Kuang's heart was also half cold, dealing with this Jiluo, he really couldn't be a hero.

"Everyone, listen, kill Jiluo, and add another 10 million Lingbei to this son!"

Whew! 20 million Lingbei?

If others say that 10 million Lingbei will be added, I'm afraid no one will believe it, but who is Liao Kuang, the descendant disciple of Jinghongmen, Jinghongmen, is the proudest of the legends of the Seven Great Sects.

Now that he's spoken.

At this time, not only the disciples of Jinghongmen, Qianrufan, and Tianlin Sect were all crazy!

One after another, the sword qi spirit method smashed madly towards Luo.

No matter how strong Luo's water pattern clothes were, in the face of it, hundreds of spiritual methods bombarded at the same time, and the huge momentum knocked him to the ground, and in an instant, countless potholes of different sizes appeared on the ground.

"Thistle. ”

Ai Yu shouted, threw out an ice Bodhi, and killed the monk who wanted to run to kill.

At the same time, Chu Er and Yi Zhang appeared at the same time, counteracting with spiritual methods, and subtracting a lot of damage for Luo.

Especially the oil-paper umbrella of Hatsu'er.

The full name of this umbrella is the purple gold pattern demon subduing umbrella, and it was thrown towards the sky, and at the same time, the spirit snail of Chu Er flew out countless golden charms, in the form of explosions, to resist another wave of spiritual attacks.

Rumble!

But more than a hundred immortal fat cultivators' spiritual methods, how could the two of them resist, Bing Bodhi killed more than a dozen people, and the purple gold pattern demon umbrella, with the blessing of Chu Er, Yi Zhang, Song Anyue, and Jiang Chen, barely withstood most of the wave of attacks, and they were all washed to the ground.

Singles can't be beaten in groups?

A smirk rose at the corner of Luo's mouth, and the blood of battle was already surging in his body.

He opened Chu Er's broken purple-gold pattern demon subduing umbrella and stepped straight into the void.

"Thistle, you're looking for death!"

The group of monks, thinking that Luo was crazy, once again set fire on him.

Suddenly, the water-patterned clothes on his body were torn, the snake scale soft armor, the blue light faded, and the aura of protecting the body was not enough for a wave, and blood flowed out of his flesh and blood.

But his steps are still firm, and the flying sword under his feet has not deviated.

Step by step, approaching the damned group of monks, he secretly calculated the distance.

"Shoot him!"

"Shoot him!"

They shouted, and when they saw the blood shed on Lowe's body, it was as if they had seen a triumphant revelry, close at hand.

Luo's figure disappeared in place, and in an instant, a thousand sword intents fell from the sky. Accurately and innocently slashed at their heads.

I remember that the little light point in the sea of Yi said, you don't waste every spiritual method, even every trace of spiritual power, always calculate, the range of your strike, and the distance between you and the enemy.

The hundreds of monks sacrificed their life-protecting magic weapons one after another.

However, their remnants of the second-hand "magic weapon" were like thousand-year-old rubble in front of Luo's Hengkun Sword, which collapsed when touched, and were completely nothing.

Hundreds of monks fell to the ground and wailed, blood flowed into a ditch, there were not a few who broke their hands, most of them were seriously injured, and a few wanted to stand up slowly, but they were shouted angrily by Luo, their legs were weak, and they couldn't sit down.

"You ......"

Liao Kuang turned from anger to shock at this time, and then from shock to horror, a pair of blood-red eyes, staring at Luo, but he couldn't say a word.

What is the concept of defeating hundreds of immortal fat elites of the sect in one move?

Could this be the power of the Immortal Bone Period?

"Hahaha, it's so spectacular!"

At this time, another group of people flew from the sky, white jade face, green silk and dust-free, well-dressed, with a pair of cold eyes and a smile like the wind.

It's a frost bow.

Yes, it is Zhong Lingzong's frost bow, I heard that fifteen years ago, he apprenticed to Huang Dou Zhenren, and now he is a complete cultivator in the immortal fat stage.

And behind him, he was followed by a disciple of Lingzhi Mountain, Tian Geng.

"Senior Brother Jiluo, you have committed the great crime of rebellion in Zhong Lingzong, and now you will return to the sect with me, explain the crime in detail, and leave everything to the Law Enforcement Hall to deal with. ”

Frost Bow is really Frost Bow, and Luo is like an ignorant child who makes mistakes.

"Senior Brother Shuang, you really haven't changed. Luo sneered.

At the same time, he noticed that Tian Geng next to him, although he didn't say a word, his eyes showed murderous intent, and he couldn't wait to kill everyone present, so he was happy.

"Frost Gongzi, I want to watch Jiluo's broken corpse, otherwise, I'm Jinghongmen, and you Zhong Lingzong are not finished!"

At this time, Liao Kuang was even more arrogant, he saw that Shuang Gongzi led hundreds of disciples to come, plus the existing disciples of Jinghongmen, Qianruofan, and Tianlin Sect, it should not be difficult to take down Jiluo's dog head.

In the face of Ji Luo's combat power, he had palpitations, but Zhong Lingzong's people eat dogs!

How could he miss this good show, and he had to let them eat dogs!

"Hahaha......" Lo laughed maniacally.

"My thistle is nothing in your eyes, but in my eyes, you are spicy chicken!"

Luo raised an eyebrow and glared angrily at the monks surrounding him.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked, this is crazy!

It's crazy!

But to tell the truth, he is a small Jiluo, and he belongs to the existence of loose cultivation, but he made Jinghongmen, Qianruofan, and Tianlin Sect all the Tianjiao defeated.

Now, with the addition of Zhong Lingzong, they are still afraid in their hearts.

This is undoubtedly a slap in the face, and it is slapped heavily on their faces, which is considered to be the Seven Great Sect Tianjiao, it is simply a joke.

"Prepare to ward off the poison pill, go away!"

When Luo was laughing wildly, he secretly spread the sound of Ai Yu and Chu Er, and they exchanged glances.

Rumble!

Luo made a move, the horizontal slash was too empty, and the sword intent was not stopped.

A hundred zhang sword intent instantly scattered the people of Zhong Lingzong.

At the same time, he silently recited the mantra of devouring poison beads.

In an instant, a strong poisonous gas burst out, with Luo as the middle, enveloping the entire battlefield.

The power of the poison devouring bead can control the concentration of poisonous gas in the Valley of the Poison King, a hundred miles.

At the moment of the outbreak, it flooded the entire battlefield, which is not worth mentioning.

Ai Lu and Chu Er they, hurriedly gathered towards Luo.

"Don't let them escape......"

The sound of the frost bow shook the panicked battlefield.

Zhong Lingzong's people immediately took one poison pill after another.

Some of them didn't have time to put in their mouths and were killed directly.