Chapter 1271

"It's still seen through."

Bosiba looked at the picture in the water mirror and sighed, but his tone was a little schadenfreude.

"See through? See through what?" Luo Chuan asked faintly.

"Your apprentice's tactics. Your great apprentice is really impressive. Over time, he may also be able to make the double list of heaven and earth... Unfortunately, he killed more than a dozen disciples who returned to the virtual world before, relying on wandering and fighting. It's hard to say, fishing in troubled waters. But now he is fighting one-on-one. He is not as good as the other in cultivation strength. How can he turn defeat into victory?" boshiba replied faintly.

"Brother Bo, why do you think the same as ordinary people? It's only two levels, not a big level. What's more, even if my disciple is a big level different from his opponent," Luo Chuan said with a smile.

"For you, don't mention two levels, even two big levels may be nothing. But that's your apprentice, not you, he's not a lawbreaker, not a Tianmen friar, and there's no emperor level incarnation." boshiba shook his head: "well, after all, he's your apprentice. He may not be able to support it and continue to fight, but it will never be as easy as before."

It seemed that he was responding to boshiba, and there were sporadic cheers and cheers from the crowd outside the Taoist palace. However, most monks, even some sect elders, have not yet recovered from the bloody killing of Zhuang Zhou. It's not that they haven't experienced killing. However, a young friar returning to the virtual world even killed more than a dozen people without blinking an eye, and they are all the same friars returning to the virtual world. Their average accomplishments are higher than him... This is not the key. What really makes the friars of breaking wave city feel cold is that Zhuang Zhou can maintain an extremely peaceful state of mind after killing, without sorrow or joy, No pride, no impatience.

This state of mind can not even be achieved by many predecessors of true Tao state and Tao wheel state.

On the other side of the crowd, the jade star fairy frowned slightly when she saw that Zhuang Zhou was pushed back by the big senior brother of huntian sect.

"Don't worry, even if the other party can get the upper hand, it can't hurt Zhuang Zhou. Even if Zhuang Zhou can't hold on, don't worry... The two little guys haven't started yet."

The voice of Emperor Yao Yu came from one side. Somehow, the jade star fairy always thought that Emperor Yao Yu's tone was a little strange, with a hint of... Ambiguity?

"What the elder said is that Li'er and Xue qinzhen are outrageous. They haven't moved yet. Are they watching the excitement?" the jade star fairy was also angry later.

"I think they don't want to steal the limelight from their eldest martial brother in front of a female Taoist priest." Emperor Yao Yu looked ahead and said faintly, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

The female emperor is also a woman. Women have a little gossip complex more or less. Rao is the emperor of Yao Yu.

Jade star fairy's face was slightly hot, pretended not to understand, and pretended to be calm... Even elder Yao Yu saw it. Who else didn't see it? Luo Chuan? With his insight, I must have found it long ago... Maybe only the old devil Qiu Feng hasn't seen it yet, OK, OK.

The jade star fairy breathed a sigh of relief, but just then, the thin old man wrapped in a big black robe and completely recovered from his injury suddenly turned his head, grinned with two rows of big yellow teeth, and smiled vaguely at her. There was a bit of shame in his smile.

The jade star fairy's body shook and her face turned red again. She had no other ideas at all.

At this time, there was a sudden change in the water mirror.

The young man who was pushed back by two steps higher than himself stopped without warning. His white robe was broken again, his long hair was flying, his body was as tall as a mountain, and his soles were as stable as nails.

A steady and contradictory breath of crazy bully gushed out of the young man's body. Two dark lines appeared in his eyes. The dark lines surrounded him, gushed from under the skin and swam all over the body. His breath was also rising steadily.

"Congenital mysterious pattern and wonderful body!"

"Sure enough... I've heard that Luo Chuan's first disciple is also a wonderful body. No wonder his strength can surpass the first level."

"But it's only the first level. Xinyuan Dao is the second level peak of Guixu."

Most of the monks were attracted by the mysterious pattern and wonderful body vision of Zhuang Zhou, but ignored the overbearing breath.

For example, the purple snake emperor, the Lord of Deng temple and the three elders of Beihai focused on the hegemonic idea, or their eyes flickered or frowned slightly.

"Li'er and Xue forget they don't have to do it." Emperor Yao Yu sighed, smiled inexplicably and shook his head: "these two little guys know more about Zhuang Zhou's strength than we do."

The jade star fairy didn't speak. Her eyes fixed on Zhuang Zhou and then lowered her head.

Even though the young people killed and killed more than ten young talents, the jade star fairy didn't think that Zhuang Zhou had changed before. Zhuang Zhou died if he didn't kill, and he killed to protect himself and his younger martial brothers. From beginning to end, Zhuang Zhou's eyes remained calm and calm, which made the jade star fairy feel a little relieved.

But at the same time, the jade star fairy is inexplicably complex... Such a promising young man may be chased by many excellent women in the future, but now he is just a child. Since everyone already knows that it's just embarrassing to stay. It's meaningless. It's time to say goodbye to master Luo Chuan.

The jade star fairy thought in her heart, raised her head and looked at the boy in the water mirror.

The moment she looked up, there were bursts of noise and exclamation in her ears.

As soon as the heart tightened, the jade star fairy fixed her eyes and her heart beat faster.

The young man, naked with his upper body, did not retreat but entered. He held a silver gun. The gun and man were one and burst into!

His face is still tender and young, and his body is still a little thin, but with his one shot, the overbearing mood can no longer be covered up!

That's what a young monk can have... But Zhuang Zhou has it magically.

The jade star fairy stared at the elated and domineering Ling Ranzhuang boat. Her eyes could not be moved. The young man in her vision was completely different from the person she had known before. Unconsciously, her heart lake, which had not fluctuated for decades, rippled with a shallow ripple.

The cry did not last long. Soon, another wave of more violent screams sounded.

A dazzling brilliance gathered from Zhuang Zhou's gun tip, condensed, condensed, and condensed... Finally gathered into a group, just like the light of the day.

Hoo... Hoo

On the Gobi desert, there was a strong wind, and thousands of gravels were flying. They gathered under Zhuang Zhou's gun. Each gravel seemed to turn into a sharp edge. Thousands of sand fronts were driven by the white light in front of Zhuang Zhou's gun, turned into huge gun shadows, swaying and swinging in the wind.

The Taoist temple gradually became silent, and many monks were familiar with that artistic conception.

There are four levels of momentum, and the image of interest... The white light in front of Zhuang Zhou's gun is a sign of gun intention!

But most friars have never seen such a gun intention. They are so domineering that the surrounding environment succumbs... And they are still a virtual fantasy in the magic world of the French array.

Hoo... Hoo

The wind is louder and louder, and the shadow of flying sand gun is clearer and clearer.

Xin Yuandao's face changed again and again. He also saw that the situation was wrong. Regardless of the brewing prestige, he flew forward, pinched the printing method with his hand, and coerced all the mana with a sword. He ran the method to cut across Zhuang Zhou, but he wanted to stop him before Zhuang Zhou's brewing was completed!

Zhuang Zhou raised his head and looked at GUI Xu's third-order master who came down from the sky. His eyes were dark and very quiet.

Buzz!

The gun rang!

Zhuang Zhou waved his big arm, pulled out his long gun, released his gun intention and swept to Xinyuan road!

Bang!

When the guns and swords hit each other, xinyuandao was hit and flew out. He vomited blood and looked pale.

Zhuang Zhou will not let him go, pull out the gun, roll up the gun and sweep to Xinyuan road!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang... After four blows, xinyuandao's flying sword was broken, and the bones of both arms were broken. Zhuang Zhou directly fell from the sky.

"Don't you want to kill me?"

In the wind and sand, Zhuang Zhou shot one by one, rolled up the shadow of the sand front gun all over the sky, and stabbed 3000 gun shadows with each shot. With the intention of the gun, he was invincible and overbearing.

Bang!

Two huntian sect disciples who wanted to save Xin Yuandao were smashed and flew out!

The meaning of the gun is like a white light reflecting the sun. It runs through Xin Daoyuan's chest. Xin Daoyuan, the eldest martial brother of huntian sect, died!

Together with BA Yi, Zhuang Zhou's gun seems to be the master of death in the Gobi desert. The remaining ten Guixu experts run around and dare not fight again. They are driven away by Zhuang Zhou's gun like cattle, sheep, pigs and dogs. Although they chose to escape, their speed was not as fast as Zhuang Zhou. After a while, another disciple of the broken naval battle regiment was killed by Zhuang Zhou's whip and gun.

"Help people!"

"You're still watching the fucking play? Call someone to stop him!"

Two shouts came out one after the other. The first one was made by jade laurel, and the last one came from Lord Deng.

They never expected that the original killing situation would become a unilateral Massacre by Zhuang Zhou. If it goes on like this, less than ten people will be killed and the whole army will be destroyed! It's a small matter that these chess pieces die, but if they all die, they will hit the faces of the jade family and the demon Taoist temple. The magnate was beaten in the face by a young friar who was not in the Taoist realm. Neither Yu Yuegui nor Lord Deng could imagine the high-level anger he would face after returning.

The face of the jade family still needs to be given. Since we have chosen to help the Tiandu jade family, whether Luo Chuan can come back or not, we have offended. Including the three sects of Beihai, the elders of the large and medium-sized forces in the breaking wave city took out the jade bracelets and ordered them to pass the letter to the disciples of the Taoist palace and other Taoist academies.

"Aren't you ready to take action?" bosiba asked in silence for a long time.

"No hurry."

"Not yet?"

"My big apprentice is far from reaching the limit. Two apprentices and three apprentices haven't even started. It's better to put more pressure on them, so that they can realize their potential."

Hearing the speech, boshiba was silent again and said for a moment: "so you really don't worry about exposing the real talents of your two disciples?"

"Even if it's exposed, it won't be long before you go with me. You'll know that these worries are completely superfluous." Luo Chuan smiled and showed a touch of contempt at the bottom of his eyes: "What's more, the selection and trial practice is too simple. The disciples of breaking wave city participating in the trial are too weak. They don't need to leave son and Xue forget to expose their cards. Yes, it seems that your uncle's family also has disciples. Where are they? Why don't you call them to play? Have a casual competition."

Looking at the despotic silver gun in the Gobi desert, bosiba's lips moved, his bronze face flushed slightly and didn't speak again.