"Bold!"

Luo Fu's extremely unkind words made the middle-aged marshal suddenly get up and angrily pointed at Luo Fu.

"Presumptuous!" The old marshal's eyes were narrow, and his majesty was suffocating.

On the realm of the Penglai Divine Sect, the marshals of the two Dongyang Divine Dynasties released the terrifying coercion of the Immortal Dao Quadruple Realm at the same time.

With the coercion of the two, the cloudless clear sky suddenly darkened.

And at the top of the dark and boundless sky, it is the angry eyes of the two-sided marshal!

The faces of the two marshals covered the sky and the sun, and their eyes were wide open, and their cheers were like thunder.

Under such an astonishing coercion, in the entire Divine Source Dojo, all the Divine Sect cultivators were oppressed, their breathing was short, and the attribute power in the meridians in their bodies was almost about to flow backwards.

"What a brave thief, dare to be disrespectful to the sixteen princes of my god dynasty!"

"This marshal wants to teach you a lesson for Penglai Divine Sect, a thief who doesn't know how to be polite!"

The middle-aged marshal scolded angrily, and suddenly raised a finger and pointed it at Luo Fu.

The Nalan Sect Master frowned slightly, his face showed an unkind expression, and he was about to speak out.

However, before he could react, he saw a figure that took the lead in blocking Luo Fu's body.

When the marshal of the Protector saw that the person who came was also a great power of the Immortal Dao Realm, he didn't dare to slack off, and said coldly: "What? Does Penglai Divine Sect want to protect the calf? ”

The old man sneered and said, "The Dongyang Divine Dynasty is really so majestic, and it actually came to the Penglai Divine Sect to be a prestige." ”

"The old man is not a member of the Divine Sect, and he doesn't need to read your affection for the Dongyang Divine Dynasty."

"If anyone dares to bully the small with the big and move a single hair of Luo Xiaoyou, he will blame the old man for being ruthless."

The middle-aged marshal, when he heard that the old man was not from the Divine Sect, became even more unscrupulous, and shouted angrily: "You are really a big ......"

"Wait!" Next to him, the old marshal suddenly frowned, he stared at the old man carefully, and said, "Your Excellency looks quite familiar, dare to ask Your Excellency's name?" ”

The old man said lightly: "Luo, breeze." ”

"Luo Qingfeng!" The faces of the two generalissimos suddenly changed drastically, and they didn't dare to make any more moves.

Seeing this, the sixteenth prince said angrily: "Do you two eat dry rice, don't you hurry up!" ”

The old marshal hurriedly waved his hand: "I can't help it, Your Highness, Luo Qingfeng is one of the Dao saints, the medical saint!" ”

"Luo Lao has healed many Dao saints in his life, and he has a decisive prestige in the vicissitudes of Taoism."

"If he says a word, dozens or hundreds of Dao saints will sell him a face."

The saint of medicine is the saint of medicine; The sword master is the saint of the sword; Dan Sheng, for the saint of Dan Dao;

These saints of each way are collectively called Taoist saints.

"Huh!?" Dongyang Masao was taken aback.

The old man hurriedly lowered his voice and admonished: "Your imperial brother, His Royal Highness the Twelve Princes, this time you are going to Canglan to discuss the Tao and go to apprentice. ”

"If you offend the medical saint here, I'm afraid it will affect the twelve princes."

The Twelfth Prince, Dongyang Zhengfeng, is Dongyang Zhengxiong's umbrella, and he is also the royal brother who loves Dongyang Zhengxiong the most since childhood.

Hearing this, the arrogant and domineering Dongyang Masao immediately had some concerns.

Now, Dongyang Zhengxiong gritted his teeth, he was immature, although he had some concerns, he couldn't swallow this evil breath.

Immediately, he rolled his eyes, immediately pushed away the two marshals, stepped forward, faced the medical saint, and said: "Okay, if this prince teaches Luo Fu that little beast with his own hands, it is not to bully the small with the big, Luo Lao, you should not stop it." ”

Dongyang Masao is quite confident, he has the realm of the Great Perfection of the Palace Soul, and he does not take the fourfold Luo Fu of the Palace Soul in his eyes at all.

Hearing this, the medical saint suddenly smiled meaningfully, he exchanged a look with Luo Fu, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Focus on it, but don't kill it." ”

"Oh my God, don't don't! Don't! Bai Xianhe, Huangfu Zhennan, Yan Beichuan and other eight chiefs were suddenly shocked and hurriedly spoke out to stop them.

These eight chiefs were about to go crazy, but they knew better than anyone how vulnerable the Palace Soul Great Perfection was in front of Luo Fu.

Especially Bai Xianhe, he finally looked forward to a prince with a respected identity who could abuse Luo Fu.

But that prince, there are a hundred ways to kill Luo Fu, but he prefers to choose the most deadly one, and Luo Fu is alone!

But obviously, Dongyang Masao misunderstood the meaning of these chiefs, and immediately said coldly: "It's too late to intercede now!" ”

"Luo Fu, this prince wants to challenge you!"

Luo Fu made a gesture of disdain, and said lightly: "Forget it, you have fine skin and tender meat, you should go home and be pampered." ”

This sentence stimulated Dongyang Masao even more, which can be said to be the key point!

The two generalissimos, how could they not hear that Luo Fu was deliberately saying such things, the old marshal hurriedly lowered his voice: "Your Highness, this son is obviously deliberately provoking you with words, don't be fooled!" ”

Luo Fu smiled slightly: "Listen, it's still your marshal who knows more about advancing and retreating, His Royal Highness Dongyang, you should learn from him and retreat." ”

This sentence made Dongyang Zhengxiong's eyes red, and he roared: "What the hell are you farting!" ”

After saying that, Dongyang Zhengxiong suddenly pulled out a top-grade Yazun weapon flying sword, and jumped to the middle of the infield.

Pointing at Luo Fu, he shouted: "Luo Fu, get down and fight with this prince!" ”

At this moment, an unexpected person walked out.

Fang Qingxue!

That Fang Qingxue, looking at Dongyang Zhengxiong's eyes, quickly flashed a ruthless color, and quickly pretended to be sympathetic: "Your Royal Highness, your status is respected, and you are not worthy of seeing such a Diao Min." ”

"If you have a slip-up ......"

Fang Qingxue's words directly pierced Dongyang Zhengxiong, the last layer of weak self-esteem!

First Luo Fu's contemptuous attitude, and then, the woman he fancied looked down on him so much.

This made Dongyang Zhengxiong's brain buzz, and he roared: "What can this prince miss!" This prince can deal with a waste of the fourfold palace soul, what can he have! Why! Target! Accident! ”

"This prince now swears to the sky, fight with Luo Fu, and live and die in peace, even if this prince is beaten to death, he will never be held accountable!"

"This prince has said everything he has said, and he will never regret it! If there is a violation of the oath, the prince will be ruined by thunder, and he will never be reborn! ”

In Fang Qingxue's pair of beautiful eyes, a triumphant smile quickly flashed.

Fang Luxuan looked at her imperial sister in surprise.

Fang Qingxue has always been on the same page as Luo Fu, but now in front of the common enemy, Qingxue actually cooperated with Luo Fu.

At this moment, all the chiefs, elders, and disciples of the Inner Sect all waved their hands one after another.

It's over, it's over, it's all over.

"Good!"

Luo Fu applauded and floated to the infield.

When Luo Fu's feet and toes just touched the ground, Dongyang Zhengxiong immediately attacked angrily, and stabbed Luo Fu's eyebrows with a sword.

He was anxious to kill Luo Fu to prove that he was not an embroidered pillow, so he was so eager that he started directly.

Driven by absolute self-confidence, he didn't even use the exercises, and directly stabbed them with a sword.

This sword was as fast as the wind, stirring the space and showing faint ripples.

Seeing this, the two marshals did not stop them.

The middle-aged marshal hugged his shoulders and sneered: "His Royal Highness the Twelfth is a kendo wizard, and there are only a handful of them in the Dongyang Divine Dynasty. ”

The old marshal smiled slightly: "Your Highness's sword seems to be ordinary, but in fact it is infinitely powerful, it is also a fierce opponent of the Great Perfection of the Palace Soul, and it is difficult to parry, let alone the white-haired boy with the fourfold palace soul." ”

Infield.

Luo Fu stood with his hands in his hands, his calm eyes staring directly at the resolute sword, but he only slowly raised his right arm.

Click!

A pair of slender fingers, like a spirit snake, poked out, and suddenly clamped Dongyang Masao's sword blade!

The two marshals who were bragging about Dongyang Masao were suddenly dumbfounded.

Dongyang Masao's pupils contracted even more in shock, staring at Luo Fu in disbelief.

Na Luo Fu actually caught his flying sword with only two fingers!

Then, what shocked Dongyang Masao even more was that no matter how he pushed the sword and drew the sword, the flying sword was between Luo Fu's fingers, and it didn't move at all!

"That's it?"

Luo Fu glanced at Dongyang Zhengxiong indifferently, and shook his right hand with both fingers to the left, and at the same time as the flying sword was pushed away, he followed with his right hand and followed with one palm!

Boom!

The dense and thick palm power immediately poured into Dongyang Zhengxiong's right chest and surged out from the shoulder blade.

Burst!

That Dongyang Zhengxiong flew out with a sword, and in the embarrassment of the retreat, he sprayed a blood mist on his back.

"Your Highness!" The two generalissimos were shocked.

The royal guards were also furious, and they all drew their weapons.

"Don't come here!" Dongyang Zhengxiong roared angrily: "Whoever dares to come over to help, this prince will punish him of the nine clans!" ”

"Ahh

Taishang Forgetfulness Pavilion only told Dongyang Zhengxiong about Luo Fu's four skills.

But Luo Fu singled out dozens of their disciples, and this kind of humiliating thing was not mentioned.

Under the fury of Dongyang Zhengxiong, the power of the origin in the body and the power of Hongmeng exploded at the same time!

"Immortal Rank! The Ancient Sword Book of Killing Immortals - the ninth layer, one sword to punish immortals! ”

The vast attribute power made the void shake in the sky, and in a vortex formed by the spiral of nothingness, a giant sword of 1,200 zhang slowly drove out!

Dongyang Zhengxiong's face was hideous, and he roared: "Poor sour boy, have you ever seen the Yaxian level exercises!" Ever heard of it! ”

"The sword of this prince will prove to all those who look down on Lao Tzu that Lao Tzu is definitely not an embroidered pillow!"

After that, Dongyang Zhengxiong raised his sword to the sky and slashed at Luo Fu with a sword.

The 1,200 zhang giant sword immediately split the sky and blasted towards Luo Fu.

Suddenly!

The sky is dark!

Above the boundless black sky, a dazzling scorching sun suddenly appeared.

And under the scorching sun, a statue of Luo Fufa stood impressively in the middle of the dojo.

The two marshals of "hiss......" were almost crazy when they were shocked by this scene.

"Hell! The Dharma Body of the Palace Soul Realm? This, how is this possible! ”

Rumble!

The stellar-level power turned into a beam of fierce sunlight and directly bombarded the body of the Thousand Zhangs Law Phase.

Na Luo Fu's Dharma Phase, not angry and self-assured, faced with the 1,200-zhang giant sword, directly reached out with his palm.

The palm as dazzling as the sun directly smashed the giant sword with one punch!

When Dongyang Zhengxiong was trembling, staring at Luo Funafa's body.

Luo Fu deity has floated here!

"Your Highness, be careful!" The two generalissimos were terrified when they saw that Dongyang Zhengxiong was still staring at Luo Fu's law in a daze.

Boom!

Luo Fu, with a strong palm power, ordered Dongyang Zhengxiong's left chest!

When Dongyang Zhengxiong vomited blood and flew away, Luo Fu stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, floated to catch up, and pointed again, directly in the middle of Dongyang Zhengxiong's eyebrows.

Boom!

The power of this finger made Dongyang Zhengxiong, the palace soul was destroyed, and the spirit palace was shattered!

Immediately, Luo Fu's eyes narrowed, and he stepped out with a heavy foot, which was the root of the descendants of Dongyang Zhengxiong!

Boom!

This kick almost crushed Dongyang Zhengxiong's pelvis on the spot.

That son and grandson were even more trampled into pulp!

"Ahh Dongyang Zhengxiong, screaming miserably, resounded through the Shenyuan Dojo!

All the chiefs and elders of the Inner Sect knew that Luo Fu's subordinates had shown mercy.

Luo Fu chose the deity to make a move, rather than letting the Faxiang do it.

If the law minister went to attack Dongyang Zhengxiong, then at this moment, Dongyang Zhengxiong would have already turned into powder that went with the wind.