But maybe he shouldn't have come out today, it seems that all the bad things have come together.

The attack of the three people did not fall on him, but it was definitely not because they were kind and stopped, but because they were stopped. It's just that Luo Zixing is even more reluctant to see the person who stopped them.

It's none other than Zhang Wuyu, who had dealt with him a few hours ago.

Zhang Wuyu seems to have been around here all along, and it has only been long before he comes out.

"Looks like your companion was injured yesterday. Zhang Wuyu looked at Luo Zixing and said.

Luo Zixing didn't plan to reply, but was thinking about why Zhang Wuyu appeared here. It seems that he had already guessed that he would come here to find medicine, so he laid an ambush in advance. But why was he alone? What about the man?

What Luo Zixing and Zhang Wuyu didn't know was that Yi Fengxing was hiding not far away, watching their movements.

Zhang Wuyu secretly observed his facial expressions and movements, and found that it seemed to have faded a little sharper than yesterday, and he looked much calmer. Suddenly I was suspicious, obviously alone, the difference between before and after would be so big?

"Master Zhang, he sneaked into the pharmacy to steal things, and he has already infiltrated the warehouse. Something should have been taken. "A person from the pharmacy reported to Zhang Wuxuan.

Is it because he has no money to buy it? Or is he very depressed now? Otherwise, how can he explain his coarse cloth clothes and stealing medicinal herbs from the pharmacy.

Zhang Wuyu's eyes were cold, and he said in an extremely unkind tone: "What is your identity?"

Luo Zixing smiled arrogantly: "Hahaha!

That arrogant look is what I saw yesterday, but I don't understand what kind of capital he has to be so arrogant, he has no strength, his background is unknown, and he looks poor.

The top of the snow-capped mountain is different from ordinary spirits in that they value money more, or they are better at judging a person from the way he dresses. And Luo Zixing at this time is synonymous with poverty.

In fact, they weren't wrong, Luo Zixing really didn't have anything, and even the clothes on his body were snatched.

Zhang Wuyu didn't react much, he had already seen this person look even more arrogant yesterday, and now it's really nothing. But the people in the Snow Grass Hall don't know.

A fortieth-order spirit master couldn't help but shout angrily: "What are you, you dare to be so disrespectful to Lord Zhang!"

Zhang Wuyu didn't mean to stop him, he needed someone to probe Luo Zixing's bottom now.

Luo Zixing slightly restrained his arrogance, cold in many places, his eyes were full of bloodthirsty red light, and he looked at the spirit man as if he was looking at a dead person.

The spirit man met his eyes head-on, and he shivered.

This kind of contempt for life, he had only seen in one person, and that perverted existence left an extremely deep impression on his heart.

Cold and bloodthirsty, without the slightest human feeling. However, that person died in the end, and the cause of death was that a spirit man who was more than twenty orders higher than him glanced at him, and was considered to be despised, and attacked blatantly.

Although he was not able to defeat the other party in the end, he sneered and blew himself up, taking away one arm and one leg of the master.

Now, will the person in front of him be the same as the one before? This fortieth-order master who has gone through ups and downs is really not sure in his heart.

But his colleagues and Master Zhang all watched, and since he spoke out, there was no room to turn back.

The knife in his hand was infused with eighty percent of spiritual power, and he rarely fought with all his strength in the first move in battle, but this time, just in case, he did his best.

From Luo Zixing's eyes, he could see every move of the other party.

The right hand holding the knife slowly raises and draws a semi-circular arc before reaching the top of the head. After that, the spiritual power began to be frantically infused into it, and the originally ordinary knife bloomed with brilliance.

After that, his figure was pulled out violently, and a knife slashed down directly.

An extremely simple move, there are not many fancy, but Luo Zixing's decades of experience tell him that the more such moves, the more terrifying the power.

Indeed, this trick is really powerful.

Luo Zixing calculated, the difference between the two was 100 meters, but with this move, the blink of an eye would fall on him.

The spiritual power came out of the knife, forming a half-moon-shaped arc blade, heading straight for Luo Zixing, and its speed was not an exaggeration to say that it was lightning.

Luo Zixing knew that he couldn't stand this move whether he dodged or resisted hard, the gap of the twentieth order, and the opponent's full move was enough to kill him in seconds.

And Zhang Wuyu watched Luo Zixing's every move nervously from the side, wanting to see the slightest flaw in it.

But Luo Zixing's psychology is strong enough, and in the face of this life-and-death moment, he is still not chaotic at all, and his face is still the same as before.

Not only Zhang Wuyu, seeing that he was unmoved, the spirit who made this move began to sweat on his forehead. If this blow fails, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay here anymore in the future, the fortieth order can't defeat a twentieth-order boy with one blow, and it's really empty for decades to say it.

Fifty meters, everyone's eyes were fixed on Luo Zixing.

Forty meters, some people have already imagined the next blurred picture of flesh and blood.

Thirty meters, Zhang Wuyu was already nervous and overwhelmed, looking forward to the change, and paradoxically hoping that he would be annihilated under such a move.

Twenty-five meters. Luo Zixing moved and abandoned the short sword in his hand.

Zhang Wuxuan's eyes widened, did he abandon his weapon in battle and look for death? He was too nervous to find that the weapon in Luo Zixing's hand was still in his bedroom a day ago.

Twenty meters, Luo Zixing's hand was behind his back.

It's up to you...... Luo Zixing thought about it, and suddenly pulled out the weapon he was carrying behind his back.

Luo Zixing came out of Luo's house and brought four things. The book that Luo Wu handed over to him, the night pearl and jade pendant before leaving, there was a broken blade!

Now he is using the Broken Blade.

This legendary ancient evil soldier, the Luo family was destroyed because of this, he lost his comfortable life because of this, and re-embarked on the dark road of no return.

Now, one can only hope that it will really be as powerful as the legend.

Luo Wu explained that he couldn't pull it out before the fortieth order, but at this juncture, he only had this hole card.

He drew his knife quickly, but in the eyes of others, it was as if time had been slowed down.

The spiritual power arc blade slowed down, and everyone's eyes fell on Luo Zixing's hand.

The quaint hilt of the knife, the scabbard wrapped in a gray strip of cloth.

The blade slowly unsheathed......

The black blade gradually revealed, four fingers wide, pitch-black color, in this sunny weather, there was no reflection that belonged to the weapon, as if the sunlight had been absorbed by it.

In fact, Luo Zixing pulled out the knife in the blink of an eye, but when the knife came out, everyone except Luo Zixing was stunned.

Half! It was only half! The strange-looking knife was actually cut in half.

The eyes of those present were not bad, and they could clearly see that the fracture of the knife was not very smooth, as if it had been broken by another weapon in battle.

The knife was behind his back, Luo Zixing couldn't see the scene, or he didn't have time to look at it at this time, and after pulling it out, he didn't hesitate to pour all his spiritual power into his chest and cross the knife.

Everyone thought that Luo Zixing was crazy, so he abandoned the good weapon and replaced it with such a broken knife.

A knife is like a human being, and once broken, it is as if a person has lost his soul, and no skilled craftsman can repair it.

A broken knife is useless.

Zhang Wuyu felt as if something flashed in his heart, but he didn't catch it for a while, suppressed the trace of weirdness, and continued to observe.

After the knife was unsheathed, it stopped when it got the arc blade.

has already arrived in front of Luo Zixing, just take a step forward to make Luo Zixing corpse on the spot. But it just stopped.

Everyone's eyes widened and they looked at Luo Zixing in disbelief, they could see clearly that the one who sent out this attack did not take it back. And even if he wanted to take it back, it would be impossible for the spiritual power emitted to obey his command.

But the cessation of spiritual power is only a very short process, and those who react more slowly have not even had time to be surprised, and it continues to move forward.

It's just that this time, the direction changed slightly, not towards Luo Zixing's vital point, but towards the knife.

After Luo Zixing pulled out the knife, he never expected that the arc blade would only change direction slightly. You must know that in his current situation, even if he changes direction, as long as it falls on him, he still can't bear it.

It's a crucial moment!

The arc blade still touched the knife, and everyone held their breath, or rather forgot to breathe.

Luo Zixing knew for the first time what despair was, he died, and the Luo family still had Luo Zifeng to take revenge, but Qi Jiu, what should this little girl do......

The violent explosion sounded and remembered that the storm generated by the spiritual power not only pushed the spirits present a few feet away, but also lifted the house of the Snow Grass Hall.

Zhang Wuyu focused all their attention on Luo Zixing, no one expected an explosion, and the center was still Luo Zixing.

The moment the arc blade touched the knife, the explosion came so quickly and violently that it was like gunpowder hitting a spark.

As an ancient evil soldier, Broken Blade is naturally on the same level as the Cold Bone Sword. The Cold Bone Sword can absorb spiritual power, so that Qi Jiu can defeat Ji Yue of the thirty-fifth order with the cultivation of the injured twenty-eighth order, then the broken blade should not be too bad.

It's just that what step it can do? How much power it can produce, Luo Zixing doesn't know.

But now when I see this scene, I am still shocked.

He was in the center, and the broken blade was held in his hand, so he naturally felt it the deepest, but the deeper he went, the more frightened he became.

He clearly saw that the arc blade touched the Broken Blade, and then the Broken Blade suddenly erupted into a strong wave of power. There is a difference between this power and spiritual power, and he can't say in which way.

Then the two collided, and the power of the broken blade was significantly higher, so the arc blade was broken.

It's like a bubble being breached, but it's a little more powerful.

What's even more weird is that although Zhang Wuyu and the others were defenseless, their strength was higher than Luo Zixing after all, they were blown out with a blow, but Luo Zixing, who was in the center, was still standing steadily.