The bald man turned around and shouted violently, he saw Shen Luo playing with this small sword, and seemed to be a little curious and studied.

He frowned and looked at it, for fear that the other party would erase the mana mark on it.

Hurriedly pinched his hand and controlled the little sword in the air, trying to get out of Shen Luo's control.

And Shen Luo was playing with the small sword at the moment, and suddenly the small sword in his hand kept shaking in an attempt to escape from his palm.

"Whoosh!"

The little sword emitted a golden aura and broke free from his restraints and flew out.

The bald man was overjoyed when he saw that he had control of this magic weapon again.

He looked at Shen Luo a little in front of him, and the small sword that emitted golden light struck towards Shen Luo.

Facing this attacking flying sword, Shen Luo immediately cast the Vajra technique, and a faint golden light emanated from his body.

After getting this, a fireball immediately appeared in his palm and threw it at the bald man in front of him.

Small fireballs flew in mid-air, and the flowers and plants below the fireballs were burned to ashes in an instant.

The bald man faced Shen Luo's fireball, and manipulated the flying sword to split his fireball in half.

Shen Luo saw that the fireball he hit was easily cut off by the other party, and his brows were tightly locked.

He didn't expect the other party's magic weapon to be so powerful, even this fireball could be cut off.

I don't know if it's because his cultivation is too low, and he can't fully exert the power of the fireball.

He had no choice but to take out his killer weapon, and he patted the small cloth bag hanging from his waist.

Suddenly, a white light flashed, and a talisman appeared in his hand.

Looking at the talisman in his hand, he threw it into the yellow talisman with mana.

The yellow talisman flew in mid-air, emitting a dark fiery red light from the talisman.

A fire snake with the thickness of an arm flew out of the talisman and headed straight for the bald man.

The bald man looked at the fire snake that suddenly appeared and was shocked, and he hurriedly manipulated the flying sword.

Slashed towards the little snake full of flames, but he didn't expect the speed of the fire snake to be as fast as lightning, and he didn't have time to react.

He watched in horror as the fiery serpent struck him, and after a breath, the fiery serpent pounced on him.

Then there was a sea of fire in front of him, and his body suddenly burned and let out a cry of pain.

It didn't take long for the big man to stop his voice and fall to ashes in the flames.

Shen Luo saw that the big man was dead now and couldn't die anymore, so he let out a long breath.

He was secretly glad that he was lucky to have this talisman in his hand, otherwise he would have been killed by the power of this flying sword.

Without the control of the big man, the small sword fell from the air to the ground.

Shen Luo looked at the small sword that fell to the ground not far away, and walked over unhurriedly to pick it up.

And in this process, everyone just stared blankly, not daring to make any moves.

Yin Qi felt like a dream at the moment, just now it was still a good situation, and his hegemony was about to be completed.

As a result, a hairy boy appeared, and then the scene became out of control, and in the end, even the immortal master of Honghua Xiaolangjun was burned to death by a strange fire snake.

Shen Luo was also very excited at this time, and the bald man was now dead, and this small sword was considered an ownerless thing, and now it could be occupied openly.

After taking a look at this small sword, put it in the storage bag, and then have the opportunity to study and study it later, and solve the matter of the Mafia first.

With a look that seemed to be smiling rather than smiling, he looked at the Yin Seven Black Hand Gang and the others.

"Do you want to kneel and beg for mercy and surrender by yourself, or do you want to let the Immortal Master take action to send you on your way?" Shen Luo's eyes were contemptuous, and he said lightly.

When Yin Qi heard this, he only felt that his body was very cold, and his entire face stiffened.

At this time, he kept secretly telling himself to be calm, there was always a way to deal with this person.

But when I thought that the identity of the other party was not a martial artist but an immortal master, and if the immortal master was the enemy, it was looking for death.

You must know that the other party just used a talisman to destroy the immortal master he found.

He knew the methods of the bald man, and even he was no match for the young man in front of him, let alone himself.

A sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart, and he struggled to turn his lower neck and look at the people around him.

I saw that the disciples of the Black Hand Gang were also pale, and they all looked panicked and imminent.

Yin Qi was depressed in his heart, and looked in the direction of Heiqiong Gate again.

I saw that the other party was looking at them coldly with a look at the dead, and Yin Qi's heart was at a loss.

"No, I can't die here like this! I will definitely be able to survive and continue to complete my hegemony. Yin Qi was unwilling, gritted his teeth and fought hard, and his eyes suddenly flashed with madness.

"Where are the disciples of the Black Hand Gang, we shouldn't be able to survive today, anyway, we will die and fight with them."

"Bow and crossbow ready! Others, thunderbolts are waiting! Yin Qi had enough internal strength and roared loudly.

Shen Luo was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect the other party to jump over the wall in a hurry and want to fight with him.

Yin Qi is worthy of being the leader of a gang, and this roar made all the people in the audience who were at a loss wake up like a dream.

"Fight! Fight!"

The disciples of the Black Hand Gang were ignited by Yin Qi's sentence.

In an instant, the blood boiled, and they rubbed their fists and palms, and put on a posture of fighting to the death.

The people of the Black Qiong Sect were full of worry when they saw Shen Luo's gaze, although he was an immortal master, but in the face of the damage of the arrows and crossbows and these thunderbolts, could he really withstand it?

Shen Luo saw that the other party was going to fight hard, but he didn't panic at all, no matter how the other party was, he was just a mortal without mana.

"Looks like I'm going to have to do it myself!" Shen Luo laughed at himself.

"Shoot the arrows!" Yin Qi looked at Shen Luo, who was standing in place, licked his dry lips, and ordered without hesitation.

Suddenly, hundreds of crossbow arrows were like a rain of rain, densely shooting towards Shenluo.

In the face of this overwhelming attack, the golden light emitted from Shen Luo's body before instantly became vigorous, enveloping his whole person.

Yin Qi saw those arrows fall on the golden light that enveloped him, and the attacks of these arrow rains were blocked by the golden light that came out of his body.

His face turned pale, and then he shouted: "Thunderbolt ready, throw it at me quickly, blow him up!"

"Boom!" The sound of explosions kept ringing out.

……

Suddenly, there was a scream from the crowd, and a huge thorn suddenly appeared from under the ground.

The appearance of the ground thorn was very unexpected, and it pierced the bodies of several disciples at once.

At this time, the green smoke produced by the explosion slowly dissipated, and everyone looked over there after it dispersed.

I saw Shen Luo standing in place intact, looking at them with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The ground thorn that appeared on the field earlier was the ground thorn technique he had just performed.

Yin Qi stared blankly at Shen Luo, who had a smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes did not have a trace of brilliance, he didn't expect that these crossbow arrows and thunderbolts actually didn't cause him any damage.

Thinking of this, his face instantly turned gray like a dead man, and he knew that what was waiting for him below was the arrival of death.