As soon as the blood-colored long knife appeared, the white-haired old man had already changed color, he pressed down with both palms, and the air above Luo Zhuo was pressed down by some kind of force, and the air seemed to be light, but under the control of the fivefold heavenly immortal mana, it instantly became a thousand catties.

The huge force made Luo Zhuodu arch his back, and the bones in his whole body clicked, and he was about to be crushed in the next moment, but his knife had already been split.

I can't describe the scene of that knife, a bright light crossed the sky, the white-haired old man's figure retreated at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye, and a wisp of white hair fell in the air, as soon as he retreated, he was naturally powerless to continue to suppress Luo Zhuo, Luo Zhuo had already straightened up, stepped forward, and the blood-colored long knife in his hand was murderous, and he swung out again.

With a swing of the knife, Luo Zhuo's entire arm exploded, and his bones were white.

"Second child, hide!" the white-haired old man cried out with a look of horror.

Gao Weihai had a strange look on his face, he swore that he had never seen such a strong murderous aura in his life, and the blood-colored long knife emitted a murderous aura that was like a substance, and even the naked eye could see that in the murderous aura, the color of the blood-colored long knife was so bright

This was Gao Weihai's last thought, in the frightened gaze of the white-haired old man, a blood-colored trace appeared on Gao Weihai's forehead, and the next moment, a strong man of a triple immortal was divided into two halves.

With just one sword, a triple immortal fell, and the two broken knives used with the Shura knife were as powerful as ever.

Luo Zhuo held his knife on the ground, looked at the white-haired old man, and said in a cold tone: "Next, it's you!"

"Shura Knife, you are not the inheritor of ****, you are a member of the Jiang family!" The white-haired old man's face changed greatly, and he said loudly: "My Tianhe faction and the Jiang family's well water do not violate the river water, why do you do this!"

"Blame it, you offended something you shouldn't have offended. Luo Zhuo didn't explain his identity. He didn't make a move immediately, he took the opportunity to recover his strength and cast two broken knives, which consumed too much of him, and if the white-haired old man attacked at this time, Luo Zhuo would hardly have the strength to fight back. But the white-haired old man was shocked by Luo Zhuo's move of slashing Gao Weihai with a knife, and he didn't dare to make a move for a while.

"The old man has never offended Your Excellency, no matter who offends Your Excellency, my Tianhe Sect has already killed so many people, Your Excellency should be satisfied. The white-haired old man said, he was the same as Gao Weihai, seeing that Luo Zhuo might not be able to afford to offend, his first reaction was not revenge, but to seek peace.

"Dignified Fivefold Heavenly Immortals. It's so spineless, to be honest, I really look down on you. Luo Zhuo shook his head.

The white-haired old man didn't care what he said, compared to the Jiang family, the Tianhe faction was not even an ant, he had finally cultivated to the fifth heavenly immortal, even if there was no Tianhe faction, he was at ease. How can you fight hard with the people of the Jiang family. Only by living can you enjoy life, why do you need so much backbone to die.

"If you are still angry. Since I went to trouble them, the old man went too. The white-haired old man's actions made Luo Zhuo smile bitterly, and he actually rose into the sky and fled without a fight.

A five-fold heavenly immortal, facing an opponent who was far inferior to himself, was actually scared away. This white-haired old man is also a wonder, but since Luo Zhuo showed the Shura Knife, he naturally can't let him escape.

Before coming to the fairy world, Zhang San had warned Luo Zhuo that Jiang Yiping, the former owner of the Shura Knife, had made too many enemies in the fairy world. Ask him not to use the Shura knife in front of people, Luo Zhuo understands the sinister nature of the cultivation realm, Zhang San's advice is naturally kept in mind, he sacrificed the Shura knife today, just to plan to leave no one alive on the spot!

"Want to escape, it's too late!" After a while, Luo Zhuo had already recovered a trace of strength, and continued to use the Shura Knife, but he didn't just prepare a hole card for the Shura Knife!

I saw Luo Zhuo thrust the Shura knife into the ground, and hit several magic tricks with both hands, and the great array of the Tianhe faction was activated again, and the red-faced immortal took a group of disciples to change the formation and it didn't have any effect!

"Hum-" There was a soft sound, and a red light curtain visible to the naked eye instantly enveloped the Tianhe faction.

"Shura, it's up to you. Luo Zhuo said softly, as if he understood his words, the Shura knife buzzed for a while, and the Shura knife intent that had made Luo Zhuo ******** emanated from the blade of the Shura knife.

The ghost cried wolf, those surviving disciples of the Tianhe Sect, as soon as they touched the sword intent of the Shura Knife, their flesh and bones began to melt, when Luo Zhuo first came into contact with the Shura Knife that day, if he did not have the Hongmeng Purple Qi Protective Body, he would already be a white bone, not to mention these Tianhe Sect disciples.

Before, the Shura knife was in Luo Zhuo's hand, and the sword intent was converged, otherwise Luo Zhuo would not be able to control the Shura knife, and the existence of the half-step path device should not have appeared in the hands of a Mahayana monk. Now that he has received Luo Zhuo's order, the Shura Knife released his sword intent, and the Tianhe Sect suddenly turned into a hell on earth.

Luo Zhuo had already comprehended the two sword intents, the sword intent protected the body, and the sword intent of the Shura knife could no longer hurt him, he stood proudly next to the Shura knife, ignoring the screams, and recovering his strength with peace of mind.

"Kill you, kill you and you'll be fine! You won't let me live, and I won't let you have a good time!" The white-haired old man was blocked by the formation, and encountered the sword intent of the Shura Knife, he was not a body refiner, and his physical strength alone was far inferior to Luo Zhuo, and the sword intent of the Shura Knife left Dao scars on his body.

Shura knife is a half-step Taoist weapon that has given birth to a little consciousness, in the fairy world, weapons are divided into magic weapons, immortal weapons and Taoist weapons, generally immortals have the most medium-grade immortal weapons, and high-grade immortal weapons are precious only golden immortals will have, and Taoist weapons, below the emperor realm, it is impossible to control, because the Taoist weapon has given birth to the soul of the instrument, itself has the complete combat power of the golden immortal, the Shura knife does not have a complete consciousness, but it completely releases the knife intent, and it is not a five-fold immortal can bear it.

Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, the white-haired old man stared at Luo Zhuo next to the Shura knife with a fierce face, and shouted, regardless of the sword intent, he rushed towards Luo Zhuo.

The closer he got to Luo Zhuo, the stronger the sword intent became, but the vitality of the immortals was extraordinary, and the white-haired old man knew that he couldn't break through the big formation in a short period of time, and if he wanted to survive, the only hope was to kill Luo Zhuo first, so he didn't care about his injuries and forced the knife intent to attack and kill Luo Zhuo.

The Five-Fold Heavenly Immortal, especially a five-fold Heavenly Immortal who wants to fight hard, is extremely terrifying, counting the time tightly, the white-haired old man has already arrived in front of Luo Zhuo for a few feet, he roared wildly, sacrificed his low-grade immortal weapon long sword, and stabbed towards Luo Zhuo.

Just when the fairy sword was still half a foot away from Luo Zhuo, Luo Zhuo's eyes opened, and with a wave of his arm, the Shura knife appeared in his hand, and the flesh and blood on his right hand began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Holding the Shura knife in his hand, he slashed forward, and the inferior immortal weapon sword, which was also extremely precious in the eyes of the immortals, turned out to be like a mortal iron encountering an immortal sword, snorted softly, and broke into two.

As soon as the fairy sword was destroyed, the white-haired old man's heart was shocked, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was powerless to dodge, so he could only watch the Shura knife fall on him.

"Poof-" With a sound, the Shura knife was inserted into the ground again, and Luo Zhuo had fallen to the ground softly, he no longer even had the strength to stand, the Shura knife was too domineering, and he had to go to half a life if he performed it once.

The screams in the mountains gradually disappeared, and after a stick of incense, no sound could be heard, Luo Zhuo lay on the ground in a large shape, silently running the True Yuan to heal his wounds, and he didn't even care about putting away the Shura knife.

Fortunately, the Tianhe faction is located in the deep mountains, and ordinary people will not come, and in Luo Zhuo's battle, the three immortals actually died under the Shura knife without fully exerting their strength, so the movement caused was not very big, and they were too light at the beginning, otherwise the battle of the immortals would not be too upside down, and it would have provoked other monks a long time ago.

It wasn't until a day and a night passed that Luo Zhuo jumped up again, he first appeased the Shura knife and put away the knife intent, and then took the Shura knife back into the storage space, and then began to clean up the battlefield.

The Tianhe faction no longer has a living person, but what Luo Zhuo wants to do is not just to kill people, he is here, revenge is one of them, and another purpose is to make some noise, so that the people of the Kunlun faction and Wen Ya and others know that he is here.

The movement of the Tianhe Sect to destroy the sect is not small, but Luo Zhuo can't leave these corpses behind, the sword intent of the Shura Knife is too obvious, before leaving, he still has to deal with the battlefield, otherwise it will not be good to be seen by the master.

Gathered together the corpses that were almost cut by the sword intent of the Shura Knife, and burned them clean, Luo Zhuo re-laid out a formation, the formation is called the Nine Heavens Sword Formation, and the formation will inspire countless Heavenly Swords to attack the people who enter the formation, prompting the big array to wreak havoc on the mountain of the Tianhe Sect, destroying the traces of the previous battle, and Luo Zhuo went to the Tianhe Sect for a while.

Half a day later, Luo Zhuo walked down the Tianhe faction, slightly damaged the formation, looking at the bloodstains left all over the mountains, he didn't have much guilt in his heart, practicing a piece, he has always been the weak and the strong, he Luo Zhuo is not a good person, similarly, this Tianhe faction is not a good person, in the past, Shangguan Jin's cultivation was insufficient, and he almost died in the hands of the disciples of the Tianhe faction, today the Tianhe faction is not defeated by him Luo Zhuo was wiped out, but it is a cycle of heaven, if one day Luo Zhuo dies at the hands of others, he will not complain, he will only blame himself for his inferior skills.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Luo Zhuo glanced back at the broken Tianhe faction, the mountain gate archway of the Tianhe faction had been damaged under Luo Zhuo's big array, Luo Zhuo picked his toes, and the white stone pillar that was broken into several pieces was re-erected, Luo Zhuo waved his right hand, and the blood stains on the mountain that had not completely dried up flew out, and with Luo Zhuo's sword command, a line of handwriting was left on the stone pillar.

"Murderer, Kunlun Luo Zhuo!"

Before the handwriting was dry, Luo Zhuo had already drifted away. (To be continued.) )