Chapter 105

Beiliutian turned his head, looked up and down at Luo Chuan and asked, "who are you?"

Although Luo Chuan's appearance was surprising, it also reminded the disciples of the empty mountain world that there was a terrible master hidden in the empty mountain world in addition to the four leading disciples. One move defeated Li Gong, who had the heaven and earth Dharma, which made Luo Chuan return to the ranks of sect experts. Although his position in the eyes of the disciples of the empty mountain world was not as good as the four leading disciples, it was also comparable to a peak disciple leader like Xiang Shaoyu.

"Fight! Elder martial brother will win!"

The scream sounded, but Wang Xiazi shrunk his head and shouted in the crowd to incite the disciples.

"War! We support you!"

"Elder martial brother, come on! Don't let the empty mountain world be looked down upon."

"Add one more person, and four people are still afraid of him!"

The atmosphere was quickly mobilized. At this moment, all the empty mountain disciples who had great opinions on Luochuan three days ago became Luochuan's supporters and cheered for Luochuan.

The eye of Beiliu sky flashed contempt, and then sneered: "OK, it doesn't hurt to have more than one of you."

Luo Chuan shook his head, and Yu Guang fell to Huo Jun on the syncline side: "get out of the way."

Xiang Shaoyu was stunned. Just when he wanted to speak, he was stopped by Huo Jun raising his hand.

Looking at Luo Chuan, Huo Jun's eyes were complex. He said for a long time: "if you are not even enemy, there will be no one in the empty mountain world. Younger martial brother Luo, the last face of the empty mountain disciples depends on you. Please."

All the disciples were stunned. I didn't expect Huo Jun to give such a high evaluation.

"Your surname is Luo?" beiliutian was stunned and looked at Luo Chuan.

"He is Luo Chuan, the Tang people Luo Chuan." Hua Xin's voice sounded from the other side of the arena.

Tang Luochuan!

There was something more in Beiliu Tian's eyes and smiled: "it's you. It's interesting."

Luo Chuan looked at beiliutian: "I was still thinking that as long as you don't have the idea of spiritual pulse, I'll let you go."

"Let us go? What a big breath." Beiliu was stunned and immediately laughed. He heard of Luo Chuan, but he didn't expect Luo Chuan to be more crazy than him: "what do you want now?"

"As long as you can stop me, it's up to you."

Luo Chuan said, and the arena was silent.

Huo Jun was stunned on the spot, and something bad happened in his heart. Luo Fei smiled bitterly, LV Boya shook his head, and Yan Daoming looked up to the sky and sighed. More empty mountain disciples were flushed. They didn't expect Luo Chuan to say such a big word. They secretly regretted their encouragement for Luo Chuan.

"Luo Chuan, I've heard of you for a long time. Many people say that if it weren't for the accident, you might even be among the challengers of the six Taoist collections. Unfortunately, there is no shortage of genius in the world, let alone falling genius." beiliutian curved his mouth and looked at Luo Chuan coldly: "so let me make you fall completely."

The sunset fell, the last dusk dispersed, and the two people on the first fighting field didn't speak again. At the same time, their war ambition climbed to the peak.

Beiliutian's body passed through the residual shadow, and the whole person disappeared into the arena out of thin air.

Exclamation sounded outside the arena. The disciples of the empty mountain held their fingerprints and sacrificial symbols. They tried their best, but no one found the trace of Beiliu sky, as if they had really disappeared.

Luo Chuan closed his eyes, opened them in a flash, raised his head and looked up at the sky.

The night was filled with the smell of fireworks, and the air began to become hot. A huge black lotus bloomed in the night, covering the whole fighting field. When I looked carefully, I found that the lotus was solidified by black flame from top to bottom, roaring and burning, emitting the breath of wind and cloud, which seems to burn everything in the world.

With the decline of the Black Lotus fire, the air is like a burned candle, peeling off layer by layer. Its descent seems very slow, but in fact, in an instant, it has fallen to three feet above Luochuan's head and is about to devour Luochuan!

The huge black fire lotus covered Luochuan, but the feeling of terror came to every disciple's heart, as if as long as it was stained with a spark, it would immediately disappear, body and soul.

"This black fire is at least the method of the six products." Yan Daoming couldn't bear to look away. This move was the same as beiliutian's defeat, but it was more grand and crazy and difficult to resist.

The fire burned his eyes, and Luo Chuan's eyes narrowed. One red, one white, one fire and one water, two groups of brilliance burst out from his eyes, and the air in front of him abruptly cut and split two gaps. Luo Chuan's arm moved for a moment, but because it bounced so fast, even the residual shadow didn't stay, as if it hadn't moved.

On the second floor of the main hall, his heart jumped from the bow and stared at him without blinking. He was defeated by this move, but because of the shielding of heaven and earth, he didn't see what kind of mystery was hidden in Luochuan's fist in the end.

Dong Dong! Dong Dong!

Not only from the bow, but also from the four disciples down, everyone's heart beat violently. Maybe it's too nervous, some disciples thought.

Dong Dong! Dong Dong!

The disciples of the leader's sect turned a little red, and their hearts were secretly strange. Even if the competition would be wonderful, it would only be a competition between the monks of the base territory. They wouldn't be so excited that their hearts would jump faster.

Dong Dong! Dong Dong!

There was a strange flash in the eyes of the elders in the pavilion. Elder Duan looked down to his heart. Since he broke through the realm of transforming babies, he has lived in the Sutra Pavilion for a long time and hardly competed with others. But when his heart beat faster at this moment, he only felt a stream of blood churning up, and the long lost hot blood began to ignite.

Dang magician's pupils narrowed and his eyes widened. He looked at the boy on the fighting field incredibly: "is it..."

Roar!

In the distant mountains, thousands of animals run and the mountains shake. Even thousands of towering trees are unwilling to shake with the wind and form tree waves. From a distance, they look like a sea in a storm.

Luo Chuan was covered with a layer of air wave. The air wave rose higher and higher. In the blink of an eye, it gathered into a huge fist, a hundred times higher than Luo Chuan. It tore the heavy air and pushed it towards the black fire lotus.

In addition to several foreigners who had foreseen long ago, such as Dang magician, the rest felt that their blood suddenly came into their eyes from their hearts and could not be stopped. This feeling, as if he had joined the battle, helped Luochuan become a part of giant boxing under his wings.

Yuan Qiye and Hua Xin's face changed. They naturally knew what had happened. Want to or not, Yuan Qiye and Hua Xin flew to the first arena.

Boom!

Qibo's giant fist hit Huolian, and the eight fighting fields shook together!

With a "click", the black fire lotus split a long seam from the middle. At first, the gap just extended back and forth, and soon it extended in all directions. In a moment, it fell apart and burst into slag.

A figure fell from the sky with a plop. Beiliutian, pale and dressed in broken clothes, wanted to stand up, but found that his limbs were weak and weak. He didn't know that he had been interrupted by several bones. He struggled for a moment and fell to the ground!

Before yuanqiye and Huaxin arrived at the first arena, they were shocked by the momentum of Qibo giant fist and fell back to the original arena. They staggered ten steps before they could barely stabilize.

Only one move, the invincible mysterious disciple of the empty Mountain World Beiliu tianbai!

Yuan Qiye could no longer maintain his cold temperament. He stared at Luo Chuan and was shocked. Hua Xin on the other side still had a faint sadness on his face, but looked at Luo Chuan with more admiration.

There was only the sound of breathing and flowing wind in the arena. Thousands of mountains, animals and forests in the distance were suddenly quiet. With Luo Chuan's fist settled, the whole world fell into peace.

Huo Jun stood for a long time. After a long silence, he vomited: "is this the legendary boxing meaning?"

"Yes, it's the meaning of momentum." Yan Daoming whispered. His voice was thick and heavy. Even if he deliberately lowered it, it was still clear to everyone's ears: "The dual realm of momentum is for the purpose of meaning. Millions of talents may be able to understand it. The idea can affect ordinary people and lead them to use their spirit for their own use. It is tangible and qualitative, and can kill people beyond their level. When you are less than 20 years old, you can understand the meaning of momentum... There is such a genius in the world."

Luo Fei finally showed his admiration and jealousy. He said to LV Boya: "now I can understand your original mood. Younger martial brother Luo has great talent and belongs to the monster class. I'm afraid he's not half weaker than the six Taoist collections. It's a pity... Don't mention it."

Luo Chuan first broke the heaven and earth Dharma phase with one move, and then defeated beiliutian with one move, shaking back the original seven nights and Huaxin. So far, the four leading disciples have no objection.

"Although it's still very shallow, it's definitely the meaning of boxing. I visited the Xia Dynasty more than 100 years ago and saw the master of the Xia Dynasty break the meaning of boxing for 300 miles..." the magic master sighed too faintly, and the corners of his eyes showed deep regret: "why can't he spread fire."

"If he can accept daohuo, even if it is the lowest daohuo, he will become a great master in time, comparable to those who set up mountains and roads! Tiandao, why are you so cruel!" elder Duan sighed bitterly.

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