"Dad, it seems that this time I can't hide my strength anymore!"

Luo Ting looked at the crowd around him, and raised the demon wolf axe to greet him.

"Ting'er, don't be impulsive, they have three god-level combat powers!"

Seeing this scene, Luo Ji hurriedly shouted.

Pei Mingbo and Lu Ruocheng are both veteran god-level masters, and Ning Xiangyun is the top swordsman of the Sword Saint Mansion.

And these three people can almost be at the level of one enemy in the realm of god-level combat power!

Although Luo Ji also knew in his heart that his son's strength had reached the god level.

But in the face of this three-on-one situation, Luo Ji still can't have enough confidence in his son.

"Huh...... Young Master Luo, do you want to do something with us?"

Lu Ruocheng saw that Luo Ting actually walked over alone, still holding a weapon in his hand, turned his head and smiled at Pei Mingbo and said: "I really don't understand, the eldest young master of a family like him, doesn't even have a fraction of our cultivation time, where did the confidence come from to make him think that he can defeat us!"

"Maybe it's Su Fan!"

Pei Mingbo had also lost patience with Luo Ting at this time, and he immediately mocked meaningfully: "After all, Su Fan told him that he was looking forward to his performance!"

"Hehe, then I estimate that Su Fan will be disappointed this time!"

Lu Ruocheng lowered his head and laughed in a dark voice: "Because of this kid, he is about to die!"

"Chai Song!"

The next moment, Lu Ruocheng's voice was raised, and he shouted to one of the people in the crowd: "Give our Young Master Luo a loose bone, let him know what is the difference in strength!"

"Yes, Lord Lu!"

A voice sounded, the crowd parted from both sides, and a rickety figure walked out slowly.

This is an old man who looks very old.

His appearance is actually nine points similar to Chai Ming who escaped from Qunying Town.

And this old man is none other than Chai Ming's father, the oldest demigod powerhouse in Qunying Town, Chai Song!

No one knows Chai Song's true age, and the monks of Qunying Town, who are in the same generation as him, have long since been buried in the ground.

It has been estimated that Chai Song's age is at least 2,500 years old.

Because his son Chai Ming is more than two thousand years old.

"Little doll, quickly hand over the inheritance to the two kings, so that the old man can leave you a whole corpse!"

Chai Song glanced at Luo Ting, and said in a dark voice half-bent over.

His spirit is very good, and he can't see it at all, he is an old man.

It's just that this old man looks kind and kind, but when he speaks, he exudes a vicious energy.

The last sentence is to leave Luo Ting's whole corpse, which is simply forcing Luo Ting to do something with him.

"Hmph! If you pay it, you will die, and if you don't pay it, you will die, then I might as well kill you directly!"

Luo Ting snorted coldly, holding the Demon Wolf Axe with both hands, and slashed towards Chai Song with an axe.

For this blow, Luo Ting only used thirty percent of his strength.

For him, killing such a small demigod, Sancheng's strength is enough to look down on the other party.

"Hehe, you little baby, your cultivation realm is really shallow!"

Chai Song didn't realize that the catastrophe was coming, he put his hands behind his waist, facing the chopping magic axe, not only did he not avoid it, but also deliberately pretended to be a master and said: "The move is weak and weak, are you using this weapon to fight mosquitoes?"

Indeed, since Luo Ting only used thirty percent of his strength, this axe attack was very light and fluttering in Chai Song's opinion, and it felt like it had no weight at all.

"Haha, it's really the young master of the family, and if he doesn't have half the ability, he knows how to pretend to be ruthless!"

"Old Man Chai is a strong man who has been famous in our town for more than 2,000 years, how can he be defeated by such a decent attack?"

"I guess after a while, Old Man Chai will come and grab the white blade empty-handed, and then kill this kid with one palm!"

Seeing Luo Ting's inadequate attack on Chai Song, everyone around him laughed.

They looked at Luo Ting's gaze, full of mockery, and they all saw this battle as a comedy to pass the time.

Listening to the ridicule of everyone around him, Luo Ting's state of mind was very peaceful.

Because he knows that his axe has passed, and these people who are still laughing at him will soon all shut up!

Sou!

The Demon Wolf Axe instantly figured it out with Luo Ting, and at this moment, the axe blade that was split in the air actually released a half-moon-shaped blade!

This is not the power of Luo Ting itself, but the power of the Demon Wolf Axe itself.

Even if its wielder is an ordinary person, as long as it approves of it, it will respond to the wielder's consciousness and automatically attack the enemy.

Of course, the Demon Wolf Axe is extremely powerful, and if the wielder does not have enough physical strength, he will not be able to adapt to its automatic attack at all.

Fortunately, Luo Ting is a physical cultivator, and he has a unique capital in this regard, but he can barely control the demon wolf axe.

Laugh at!

A bloody light soared, and in the shocked gaze of everyone, a blood-stained head was thrown diagonally into the air.

Rumble!

The half-moon-shaped blade smashed into the ground, directly splitting the earth into a deep rift!

Chai Song's body fell directly, and the blood-covered head rolled around on the ground before finally rolling to the feet of the corpse before slowly stopping.

"What? Chai Song was actually killed!"

"How is this possible?"

Someone's eyes widened in disbelief and said: "Luo Ting's blow is like child's play, how could Chai Lao not be able to stop it!"

"It's the axe! I just felt the axe in Luo Ting's hand suddenly give birth to a powerful energy fluctuation!"

One of the monks quickly found the crux of the problem, pointing at the demon wolf axe in Luo Ting's hand and screaming.

"That's right, it was that axe that killed Chai Lao directly!"

"Could it be that this axe is the inheritance that Luo Ting obtained?"

"But it's not right, I've seen this axe used by that wolf tooth before, why did it suddenly run into Luo Ting's hands now!"

"No matter who this axe is, but Luo Ting did kill Chai Lao with it, this is a fact!"

Everyone was shocked, and they all focused their attention on the demon wolf axe.

Seeing this, Pei Mingbo, Luo Ruocheng and Ning Xiangyun secretly communicated with each other for a while.

In the end, they agreed that the inheritance obtained by Luo Ting was this peculiar axe.

"I can't imagine that the axe used by the wolf's fang is so weird!"

Lu Ruocheng's eyes showed greed: "You can actually release the attack automatically, no wonder Luo Ting is so fearless when facing Chai Song!"

"Such a divine object is simply a waste in the hands of Luo Ting, the second ancestor, only a person like me can perfectly control this axe!"

The greed in Pei Mingbo's heart was all written on his face at this moment: "It just so happens that after all these years of cultivation, I don't have a weapon of my own, so this axe should be regarded as a gift from God!"

(End of chapter)