Chapter 1279

Luo Chuan became famous too early. Many years ago, he appeared in the legend of escaping from the sad and cold days as the righteous younger brother of the White Dragon Emperor.

Although in recent years, he began to emerge in Tianchen Prefecture under the name of "Luochuan", every time his fame rises, he will be accompanied by legendary achievements far exceeding the level of monks of his age. Gradually, Luo Chuan's reputation and status, including his generation, became different. Even if he was listed in the tianbang list and ranked among the top talents of the Jiutian young generation, in the eyes of the world, Luo Chuan's generation had already surpassed Nanli, yuyouxi and others, just like entering the ranks of the older generation. When Luochuan came to the abyss of the mixed sea, the cannon fodder camp repeatedly showed its power, followed by Yao Yu, Qiu Feng and others, Luochuan began to have the name of a giant.

Therefore, even if Luo Chuan is only in his thirties, in the eyes of these emperor descendants, Luo Chuan is already their predecessors. Therefore, it is not a shame to fight with Luo Chuan's disciples.

Until now, their self deception was finally punctured by Zhuang Zhou mercilessly.

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth. Ben said it. It's not a good thing to talk too much."

The descendant of purple robe snorted coldly, shook his body and jumped at Zhuang Zhou: "Luo Chuan is powerful, and I admit it. Let me see how much your disciple has learned from your master."

Buzz!

From the purple robed descendant's eyes, a thunder gun burst out, the wrist turned, the thunder gun gripped the palm, the gun tip was picked, and a circle of thunder whirlpool was set off in mid air. There were thunder bursts. Every time the thunder fell, a long thunder gun fell from the sky and shot at Zhuang Zhou.

In mid air, three thousand thunder lights turned into guns.

On the desert, the descendant of purple robe shoots and stabs. His body method is as virtual as real. He coerces the peak mana of return to emptiness and is murderous!

"It's like you've seen my master do it."

With a sneer, Zhuang Zhou threw out a gun, rolled up the yellow sand in the desert and turned into a gun shadow, blocking the three thousand thunder guns.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Bang

The two guns hit each other and made a deafening roar. There were three thousand thunder lights and the yellow sand danced everywhere. Their figure and gun shadow had been integrated. Fighting between the thunder in the desert, thousands of friars of breaking wave city could not open their eyes.

Zhuang ZhouChu entered the first stage of Guixu, and the descendants of the purple robed emperor reached the peak of the fourth stage of Guixu. The gap between them is not big. Compared with the ordinary fourth level peak of Guixu, the descendants of the emperor are obviously better in terms of mana and morality. But even so, Zhuang Zhou fought tenaciously against the descendants of purple robe with his congenital mysterious pattern, wonderful body, skill, more than 200 unique skills of cannon fodder camp and gun intention, and in the twinkling of an eye, he had survived ten moves.

Li'er and Xue forget stared, but they were expressionless, without surprise or worry.

However, the disciples of the breaking wave city and the descendants of the four emperors were somewhat frightened. The purple robed emperor was born in the family of emperor Lei, and his thunder Taoism is nearly perfect. He is definitely the top among the top friars of Guixu level 4... But with such a great advantage, he not only failed to defeat Zhuang Zhou with one move, but made Zhuang Zhou survive ten moves.

Under the shadow of thunder gun, the young man is tenacious and unyielding. Although he falls behind, he often catches flaws and will seize all opportunities to fight back.

"Luo Chuan... Was it the same..." the descendants of the red robed emperor swallowed their saliva and murmured in a low voice.

"At least for now, Zhuang Zhou's talent potential is far less than that of Luo Chuan. Luo Chuan must have been more than that."

"It's really terrible for them. So is Ziyun. The cultivation of daolunjing can fight the heavens. Even after being chased and killed by the second emperor for seven days and seven nights, he survived."

"That's enough!" the empress glanced coldly at the people around her: "will you only raise his morale and weaken his prestige? Have you forgotten the purpose of our trip? Luochuan has three disciples, and there are two over there. Who will go?"

The descendants of the three emperors looked at each other, walked out of them, sneered and walked to Li'er and Xue forget.

"Stop!"

Although it fell downwind, Zhuang Zhou still saw the scene, couldn't help roaring, his mood was in a mess, and there was a flaw in his shooting method.

The thunder turned into rain, which was in full swing. It sped up suddenly in mid air and stared at Zhuang Zhou's spin.

Bang!

Zhuang Zhou raised his gun to block it and was shocked to fly out.

He first entered the peak of Guixu level 1 and Guixu level 4. After 13 moves, he was finally knocked down.

Looking into the sand, the white robed youth stood on the ground. Although the disciples of breaking wave city didn't say a word, their eyes flashed admiration or respect more or less.

"Stop!"

Zhuang Zhou straightened up, shouted loudly and swept away in the direction of Li'er and Xue forget.

Bang!

Zipao descendants sneered and fired a gun to repel Zhuang Zhou.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Bang... In the wind and sand, the silver gun attacks the purple gun wildly, but each attack is like a stone thrown into the tide. There is no echo, let alone any effect.

Zhuang Zhou clenched his teeth. Every time he shot, his body would be numb by the force of counterattack. By now, his tiger's mouth had cracked and his blood was flowing into the handle of the gun. He knew that the two younger martial brothers were more strange and mysterious than one. At least they had life-saving backhands. To some extent, they might be better than him. But in Zhuang Zhou's eyes, whether it's Li'er, who is stubborn and cunning, or Xue forget, who is arrogant and indifferent, are just his younger martial brothers. No matter what achievements the two younger martial brothers will make in the future, he will always be the eldest martial brother among Luomen. When he didn't fall, two younger martial brothers couldn't make a move!

The descendant of purple robe put his left hand behind his waist, held a gun in one hand, calmly blocked Zhuang Zhou's crazy attack, and a sarcastic and indifferent smile floated around his mouth.

The thirteen guns before Zhuang Zhou were amazing and could compete with him, but they ended in the first thirteen guns. At this moment, he has revealed his original form. After all, it is a three-level gap. Is it so easy to cross?

Li'er and Xue forget both stood up. They didn't see the descendants of the emperor coming towards them. They focused on Zhuang Zhou's body, face and cracked and bleeding tiger wrists. A trace of unspeakable complex emotion rose from the bottom of the hearts of the two teenagers. Before that, they had never thought so much.

"Elder martial brother, it's too hard." Li Er was silent for a moment and said slowly.

"Because he is a senior brother. At least he thinks so." Xue forgot's tone is very calm, but Li Er, who already knows him well, knows that at this moment, Xue forgot began to be angry.

"I still don't want to steal the limelight from my senior brother."

"I don't want to."

"However, we should always let elder martial brother know how naive he is to protect us." Li'er sneered at the emperor's descendants who came towards him.

"Yes, I want him to understand this. Otherwise, he is always so impulsive that I will be embarrassed." Xue forgot didn't smile, stretched out his right hand and aimed at another descendant of the emperor.

But at this time, Xue forgot his light and fell on Zhuang Zhou's naked back. His eyes suddenly changed: "wait!"

Li'er was just about to make a move when he heard Xue forget's cry and frowned.

"Elder martial brother seems... How could this happen? Why does he still have a congenital dark pattern." Xue forgot to frown and then stretch: "don't do it first, there will be a turn for the better."

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Outside the world of Tao palace, the monks also saw what happened in the desert through water mirrors.

Zhuang Zhou fought the emperor at the peak of Guixu level 4 with the strength of Guixu level 1, which makes it more realistic that Luo Chuan's "bamboo pole practice" is actually another mystery, and Luo Chuan's method of teaching his apprentice is as powerful as his means of killing.

But after all, it is more than the third-order gap, and the other party is still the descendant of the emperor. It is reasonable for Zhuang Zhou to lose.

"Taoist Luo, what do you think?" Taoist Kunlun looked back and said with a smile: "I don't know what happened between your junior brother and these imperial families. But these descendants of emperors came to find your disciples to take revenge. They won't show mercy."

"Now, why don't you and I take a step back. Luo Daoyou let Miss Yu and the rest of the Yu family friars go and quit the North Sea. Immediately, my Pope asked my Kunlun ancestor to open the Tao palace and save the three high feet."

"What does Luo Daoyou think?... Luo Daoyou... Luo Daoyou?"

Taoist Kunlun frowned, but he saw Luo Chuan's expression was complex and changeable, with surprise, surprise and a trace of joy. Then he turned his head and seemed to be looking for something.

"Luo Daoyou, what are you waiting for? Your gaotu Zhuangzhou is dying, and Lei Xiaosheng doesn't seem to be ready to drag it down." Kunlun Taoist said faintly.

Almost at the same time, in the water mirror picture, Lei Xiaotian, a descendant of Lei Gongdi's family in purple robe, flashed a dull color in his eyes on the desert Gobi. His wrist trembled. All the fourth level peak mana of Guixu was injected into the thunder gun. One shot burst and went all out to stab Zhuang Zhou's small belly. With cruel means, he wanted to abolish Zhuang Zhou's cultivation skills!

In the gun wind, Zhuang Zhou's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water mist, hazy and uncertain, as if he had fallen into a state of Epiphany, and it seemed that his merits and virtues were perfect and natural, only the last step was needed.

When the thunder gun fell, Zhuang Zhou was expressionless and stopped with a horizontal gun. A black mark like a dragon floated behind him, and a force that had never appeared gushed out of his gun.

Boom!

Zhuang Zhou retreated awkwardly, but magically blocked Lei Xiao's growth with all his strength.

Lei Xiaosheng was stunned, his face was cold, and he shot again with all his strength.!

Bang!

Zhuang Zhou stepped back to block the shot.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang... Lei Xiaosheng shot again and again, but Zhuang Zhou kept blocking him, either stabbing him or being picked away.

Everyone's eyes focused on Zhuang Zhou, including the two descendants of the emperor who walked to Li'er Xue forgot, also stopped and looked at the incredible scene in front of them in surprise.

Zhuang Zhou didn't use any skills, nor did he use any methods, nor did he release the intention of the gun. Only with his new strength, he blocked the fatal attack of Lei Xiaosheng.

Gradually, the monks inside and outside the Taoist Palace also felt that the new strange forces in Zhuang Zhou were two opposite forces.

One force leads, one force repels. Between repelling and leading, you can resist ten thousand forces.