Chapter 373

Now Luochuan's idea of Tianmen can sweep a radius of 150 miles.

Northwest, 150 miles away, Luochuan saw a running figure.

He was a fat man. He was not old. His accomplishments were only the first level of Zhendan. He ran away in a dense forest and streams with a panic on his face.

"Is it him?" Luo Chuan raised his eyebrows.

At the beginning, he was practicing in the empty mountain world. Before the last autumn Dharma, the female disciple of the great extinction peak once sneaked into the empty mountain world with two young disciples to trouble him.

The fat man in front of us is one of them.

"Tianhua palace?" soon Luo Chuan saw the people who were chasing the fat man.

He is a familiar Taoist robe. He is the elite disciple of Tianhua palace. Six of them have reached the peak of true Dan level 4. Luo Chuan was chased and killed by these disciples when he went to the Seven Star Yuanye. His strength should not be underestimated. And the first person has reached the first level of infanticide.

With the strength of seven Tianhua palace friars, it's easy to catch the fat man, but he didn't start and always kept a certain distance.

"Fat people are just bait... Friar Tianhua palace wants to find others through fat people. Their goal is someone else." soon Luo Chuan saw the situation clearly.

"The fat man is not stupid. He only goes round in the forest."

"Ancient moon peak... Wen Renxi... If there is an entrance to the white bone prison hall, it will be in Wen Renxi's hands."

Halfway up the mountain, Luo Chuan's body gradually became empty and dispersed into thousands of invisible and colorless flowing winds. In the next moment, thousands of flowing winds appeared 50 miles away.

In three twinkling of an eye, Luo Chuan came to the dense forest stream, turned into a wind shadow and quietly followed the disciples of Tianhua palace.

The mantis catches cicadas, and the Yellow finches are behind.

After two sticks of incense, the fat man finally walked out of the dense forest.

When Luo Chuan was impatient, two figures flew from the imperial sword in Tianmen's mind.

On the left is a middle-aged friar with white face and long beard, who turned his accomplishments into a baby. On the right hand side, with short hair and bright eyes, wearing plain robes and filial piety, are the disciples of the ancient moon peak.

"Little fat!" he shouted at the sound of people's Xi's mouth after 20 steps.

The fat man stopped, his face was full of joy, then became nervous and screamed, "elder martial sister, don't come here! It's a trap!"

Seven friars of Tianhua palace, who were tracking the fat man, exchanged glances, accelerated their body methods, passed the fat man and flew to wenrenxi. Across the dense forest, when they saw the middle-aged monk next to Wen Renxi, their faces changed greatly.

"It's the ancient moon river! Run away!"

The first-order friar Huaying, who was led by him, gave a low cry, made a quick decision, led six friars Zhendan to turn around and run.

The middle-aged Friar's wrist shook, and a flying sword appeared in the palm of his hand. His eyes were cold, and the sword tip flashed blue.

"Where to escape!" the friar shouted and cut out with a sword.

The seven people in Tianhua palace have fled to a hundred steps away. Although their body method is fast, it is no faster than the monk's green mans sword.

In the blink of an eye, a sword light like a blue waterfall appeared behind the seven people.

"Spell it!"

The first-class friar who turned the baby opened his mouth and spit out a magic weapon. It was a blood jade bowl with a deep breath. It was actually a magic weapon of three grades. And his left hand is pinching out the handprint, turning the magic door and facing the sword light.

The other six fourth order friars of Zhendan each cast their magic door and released their flying swords to meet each other.

Boom!

The green awn sword cleaved down and split the dense forest and stream into two parts.

The heads of the six fourth order friars of Zhendan were different. The first order friar of Huaying was broken and vomited blood. The whole man flew out upside down. His face showed the color of panic. In the air, he ignored the serious injury of his strength, burned his life, and tried his best to show his body method and fled back.

The middle-aged friar took out his sword and didn't continue to chase. He slowly took back his sword and looked at the fat man: "Gao xiaopang, what are you doing?"

"I'm fine! Thank you for saving me, martial uncle!"

Gao xiaopang looked at Wen Renxi, then turned to the middle-aged monk: "thanks to martial uncle, otherwise the disciples really don't know what to do. The traitors in the lower six holes have obviously revealed that we have another hiding place in the upper six holes! Tianhua palace followed the disciples closely, just trying to find everyone through the disciples."

"Those traitors in the lower six holes! The master knew that they were evil. The master was merciful and never attacked them. If the master is still there, who dares them!"

I heard that my pretty face was cold on the evening, and I was charming and beautiful. I didn't reduce my amorous feelings in the plain Taoist robe. I looked silly at Gao xiaopang.

"Gao Jili." Wen Renxi turned to Gao xiaopang: "why did you go so long for three days... What did the people in the empty mountain say?"

"I..."

Without waiting for Gao xiaopang to say anything, the middle-aged friar raised his eyebrows, pointed his long sword to the oblique side and vomited Qingmang: "what man! Get out!"

Wind shadows flew out of the forest and gradually gathered into a group. They were faint and could vaguely distinguish human figures.

The middle-aged monk's face was a little dignified. He didn't want to think about it. He held the seal in his left hand and the sword in his right hand!

One sword and one seal are integrated. The sword technique is mysterious. Its power is more than that of the previous sword.

A blue torrent meandered up from the forest, rose into the air, turned into a blue long sword nearly 500 feet, and cut into the wind shadow.

"Worthy of being martial uncle gu! Worthy of being the sword of the great destruction!" Gao Jili stared at him, turned his back to Wen Renxi, and flashed a suspicious look on his face.

"The master is busy with mundane affairs, while the ancient martial uncle is dedicated to practice. On the way of skills, the martial uncle has almost caught up with the master these years." a trace of nostalgia flashed in Wen Renxi's eyes, obviously thinking of the ancient moon peak.

Their tone was very relaxed. There was the ancient moon river. Obviously, they didn't take the uninvited guest seriously.

When Qinghong's long sword fell, thousands of wind shadows just gathered into a human shape.

A hand stretched out from the colorless wind shadow and drew a circle in the air. In a moment, it was like ripples. Circles appeared in the air and spread to both sides.

Although Gu Yuejiang's sword is powerful, it is like a rainbow across the sky. It is hanging over the man's head and can't be split.

Gao Jili's eyes were wide, incredible.

As a disciple of Da Mie Feng, I am very familiar with the way of skills.

How can Gao Jili not see that what the man in the wind shadow does is the way of skill: resist the face with points. This move is not very powerful in the skill of Da Mie Feng. Many disciples can learn a quarter image.

But the man was able to control the sword of Gu Yuejiang, the second man of Damien peak, with the most simple point to resist the face. This move has been deduced to perfection by this uninvited guest and reached the Divine Land!

Gu Yuejiang's eyebrows were deeply wrinkled, and his eyes showed a very dignified color. He kneaded the seal method and injected his whole body mana into the sword.

Tao and Dharma are connected with metaphysics, which is for mana.

The power of magic is poured, and the power of Qinghong long sword rises again, like a pillar hanging from the sky, smashing into the shadow of the wind.

Gu Yuejiang's sword power finally broke through the ripples in the air and hit the man.

The wind broke away and revealed the man's true body.

A loud bang.

Fist sword collision.

The sword force as long as a flood waterfall is like a piece of wood hitting the rock hard and breaking into two pieces from the middle.

The afterwave of mana swept through the dense forest and cut the trees into powder, which flooded the man's body.

Gu Yuejiang took back his sword and hung it on his back. He looked at the man in the dust and his eyes glittered.

Wen Renxi and Gao Jili looked at each other with dignified eyes and alert faces.

Martial uncle Gu Yuejiang is 20 years younger than Gu Yuefeng. Now he is the second level cultivation of Huaying, but his real strength is infinitely close to the third level of Huaying.

This person can catch the sword of Gu Yuejiang. He must be at least a second-class master of infanticide!

When the powder dispersed, I saw the uninvited guest clearly.

"It's you! Luo Chuan!" Wen Renxi exclaimed: "Why are you here! Aren't you already..."

Luo Chuan smiled and patted off the wood residue.

Wen Renxi found himself overreacting. His face turned red and looked at Luo Chuan with complex eyes.

Gao Jili and Gao xiaopang also looked surprised. He looked deeply at Luo Chuan and buried his head. His eyes were full of jealousy.

He still remembers that two years ago, he and his elder martial sister sneaked into the emptiness mountain to catch Luo Chuan. At that time, Luo Chuan was only building the fourth level of the foundation. His cultivation strength was far lower than that of Zhendan. He was a little man he despised and could send away easily.

But even Luo Chuan at that time was just a trick, so he let the three of them be taken by old Qin and humiliated in front of the beautiful elder martial sister.

Gao Jili never forgot the humiliation. However, after that, every time he heard Luo Chuan's news, he would painfully find that his distance from him was growing. Until Luo Chuan defeated Gu Yuefeng with skill in zhoujing, it pushed his fame to another height.

When Gao Jili heard the news, he complained about the ancient moon peak for the first time, even though the ancient moon peak had gone at that time.

Fortunately, not long ago, an exciting news came: Luo Chuan provoked yingwujun in zhoujing and was killed by yingwujun.

Gao Jili was excited and laughed when he slept at night. Even if Da miefeng was besieged by Tianhua palace, the lower six holes rebelled, and the lower six holes were gloomy up and down, Gao Jili didn't feel much. He was immersed in the joy of Luochuan's death.

At this time, on the big extinction peak, in broad daylight, Gao Jili saw a living Luo Chuan appear in front of him. His face was as ugly as it could be. He bowed his head desperately to prevent Wen Renxi and Gu Yuejiang from noticing it.

"They say you're dead. I didn't expect you to be alive. Tianhua palace will be disappointed to know this news. Your skills have surpassed my brother." Gu Yuejiang looked at Luo Chuan and nodded: "What's more rare is that you have refined your body to such an extent. Although your attack power is only the real pill realm, your defense power has exceeded the ordinary baby realm. Even if I want to kill you, it's not so easy."

"Excuse me, sir?" Luo Chuan asked. He didn't show his attack method just now, but just prevented a blow from the ancient moon river.

Looking at the middle-aged man opposite, Luo Chuan vaguely guessed his identity.

"This ancient moon river is the family brother of ancient moon peak." ancient Moon River looked at Luo Chuan and asked, "what's the matter with guru Luo coming to kill the peak?"

Before Luo Chuan spoke, Gao Jili raised his head and looked angry: "martial uncle and sister, don't believe this person! Instead of inviting help, I was humiliated!"

Wen Yan, Gu Yuejiang and Wen Renxi's face changed.