The third sword brewed power in Luo Chuan's hand, and under the blue-gold light, the void cracked one after another.

"He can also improve, his soul skill!"

Qiandaoliu stared at Luo Chuan's sword, and at this moment he felt that the offensive power beyond his limit was being released.

With Luo Chuan raising his hand, the crescent-like sword light was cut out, and the power condensed but did not disperse, and the power of the edge cut through the void, and in an instant, it crossed the distance between the two sides and fell directly.

"Must be blocked!"

Qiandaoliu's eyes widened, and he saw the terrifying nature of this sword.

He had to give it his all to have a chance to stop.

With a shout of rage, he raised the sword in his hand.

A brilliant golden light descended from the sky and shone all around him.

The scorching flames swelled instantly, and powerful energy fluctuations converged on the Angel Sword.

Countless golden rays of light and flames caused the void to twist like a stream of water.

This is the power to summon the true fire of the sun!

The Angel Martial Soul was originally the spokesperson of light, and under the Thousand Flowing Soul Technique, all the light and heat in the sky were mobilized.

In an instant, his momentum reached its peak.

At this moment, Qiandaoliu held the golden sword in his hand, as if he was going to judge the sins of the world.

It's a pity that this is not enough, Luo Chuan's attack is already comparable to a god, and he is a demigod at most.

"Broken!"

Luo Chuan spit out a word, and the light of the crescent moon sword fell, and the moment it came into contact with the sword of the Thousand Daoliu Judgment, it cut directly into it.

The light condensed by the sun's true fire was cut like bread, and the golden flame and blue-gold sword qi collided wildly, both wanting to destroy each other.

After all, it was the sword light that won the game, and with an indomitable momentum, he forcibly cut into it.

Qiandaoliu felt that the sword qi was like unstoppable, not only with the edge of cutting through everything, but also with a constant impact like a tsunami.

He gritted his teeth and tried to block it, but no matter what he did, the sword qi still advanced.

"It's so powerful, this is his third blow."

Qiandaoliu sighed secretly, he saw the gap, he used all his strength, but the other party was only the third sword.

Yourself, are you really old?

The obvious gap and sense of powerlessness made Qiandaoliu not only attack and be broken, but also his mood collapsed a little.

With a loud bang, the energy of the two collisions exploded!

The blue-gold sword light spread, suddenly occupying the dominance of heaven and earth, and while rising to the sky, it also spread in all directions, enveloping a thousand streams in the blink of an eye.

The raging energy spread, rolling up gusts of wind.

Since it was a battle in the sky, the aftermath did not cause much damage, only cutting the castle tower by one floor.

"Great Offering!"

The expressions of the other worshippers who were watching the battle changed drastically, and they looked at them with great concern.

At the same time, they were also shocked by Luo Chuan's strength.

A hairy boy who is less than twenty years old has actually defeated a hundred years old and become the peak powerhouse of the peerless Douluo for many years!

It's incredible, isn't it?

Even if this person cultivates in his mother's womb, he has only cultivated for more than ten years now, which is worth more than a hundred years of cultivation for them.

For a time, all the major offerings were hit.

People are more angry than people.

Everyone else also looked at Luo Chuan in awe.

At this moment, in their eyes, this is like a god-like person.

Unattainable!

"Are you too heavy?"

Qian Ling Xue looked at the center where the sword qi was raging a little nervously.

This is her grandfather, the only person she has ever cared for in her childhood, and he doesn't want anything to happen to him.

"I can't die, no matter how I say it, it's a peerless Douluo."

Luo Chuan shook his head, his third sword was enough to crush the other party, but it was not enough to kill.

He didn't have murderous intentions either.

If he really kills Qiandaoliu, his marriage with Qianrenxue will definitely come to naught, and Qianrenxue will hate him.

So he still left a little leeway, and the direction of the attack was a little off.

Qianyue breathed a sigh of relief.

Luo Chuan said that it was okay, she believed that her grandfather's life would not be in danger.

In the air, the energy of the collision gradually subsided, and after the sword qi dissipated, a circle of golden light appeared in it.

The golden light was very dim and would go out at any moment, and one of the figures wrapped itself in wings.

The three pairs of wings were already tattered and covered with sword marks, and they also left blood marks on his body.

Blood dripped down, and Qiandaoliu raised his head, and at this moment his hair was already scattered, and his face was pale.

He looked at Luo Chuan with a complicated expression.

Defeated himself.

Defeat without the opponent using all their strength.

"Concession."

Luo Chuan will accept it when he sees it, and the point will be there.

Otherwise, if the fight continues, the marriage after three days may be affected.

He put away the Seven Kills Sword, and the surroundings were still quiet.

Everyone looked at Qiandaoliu and didn't know how this peerless Douluo would respond.

Do you not admit it, or do you continue to fight?

Qiandaoliu spread his broken wings, and looked at Luo Chuan, who was outstanding in appearance and domineering, and his face changed for a while.

Eventually, he sighed, "Young man, you won." ”

There are talented people from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years.

He understands that from this day onwards, his time is completely over.

This man will be like a rising star, replacing him as the new pinnacle.

People will only remember that he was defeated at the hands of the other party, and they will not remember that he was once a peak powerhouse.

"Angel Douluo's strength is also very strong."

Luo Chuan smiled and said a polite word, which was regarded as giving the other party a step down.

"It's not as good as you."

Qiandaoliu snorted, but his face softened slightly, "Young man, your goal has been achieved, let them disperse, do you really want to besiege Wuhun City?" ”

Luo Chuan waved his hand, and all the figures disappeared in a burst of white light.

This scene made the people of the Wuhun Hall jealous.

They thought about Luo Chuan being the inheritor of the divine throne.

The sudden appearance and disappearance of these beings is presumably related to the means of inheritance.

And Luo Chuan has such a strong strength at a young age, and he must be inseparable from God.

Thinking about it made them feel a lot better.

It's not that their strength is not good, but that the power of God is too incredible.

Under self-comfort, many people's faces also softened.

Qiandaoliu looked at Qianrenxue and said, "The man you are looking for is indeed the most powerful in this world." ”

The latter's face was slightly red, and there was some pride in his heart.

"Are you going to go in and sit?"

"Nature."

Luo Chuan still has some things to discuss with Qiandaoliu.

"Let's go."

Qiandaohuan turned to the others and said, "Disperse." ”

After saying that, he personally brought Luo Chuan to the Hall of Elders.

"You're an outsider who comes in here."

Luo Chuan smiled: "It's going to be my own person soon, isn't it?" ”

"Yes."

Qiandaoliu bowed his head, dispersed the martial spirit, and said: "Let's say, you came here with such fanfare, it's not like you are simply sending Xiaoxue." ”

"Well, I won't beat around the bush and talk about my future arrangements for the Martial Spirit Palace."

Luo Chuan said politely.

Qiandaoliu frowned, an outsider also had to arrange for their Martial Spirit Palace, which made him quite unhappy.

However, thinking of this kid's strength and the hidden forces behind him, he still held back his anger.

"How do you arrange it?"