Chapter 1759： That battle

Because the next moment, Luo Chen who was on Han Jiang suddenly walked out.

Then he walked into Han Mohai's body suddenly, this speed was so fast that his pupils suddenly shrank.

But it's not over yet!

The moment Luo Chen stepped into the Han Mohai, he suddenly waved Han Mohai's sleeve robe!

Out of a sleeve!

One sleeve can divide the sea, and the other sleeve can shock the sky!

The sleeve was thrown out, and Daohou's face changed drastically!

If you have an expert, you will know as soon as you make a move.

Especially when he is in his realm, he can naturally understand some things that others cannot.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this sleeve is just a simple sleeve.

But in Daohou's eyes, this sleeve seemed to cut open the world and the connection between him and the world, making him instantly seem to be in the vast ocean, losing contact with the world.

At the same time, he has nowhere to settle.

But naturally, he will not wait for death.

There was a knife around his waist, and at this moment he suddenly pressed the hilt.

Want to draw a knife out.

As long as he can withdraw this knife, he can break the opponent's sleeve and cut through the terrible situation of his isolation.

But he still underestimated Luo Chen's sleeve.

This sleeve implied the universe in the sleeve that Luo Chen had seen in the fight with Venerable One Step.

Although Luo Chen did not deliberately figure out the magic of the universe in the sleeve, but this sleeve has the same effect as the universe in the sleeve!

Out of a sleeve, the knife waiter's hand was already on the handle of the knife, but he couldn't draw this knife.

There was no chance to get it out.

The breath in his body under that sleeve pressure instantly collapsed, before it fell on him, his face was flushed, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Then the sleeve was tucked on his chest.

"Wow!" The blood sprayed.

Daohou was heavily crushed to the ground!

And he lowered his head, and when he opened his eyes again, a pair of feet appeared before his eyes.

"Clang!"

The cold light shone everywhere, and the whole hall reflected in it was white!

The entire hall is full of cold light.

But this knife was not taken out by the knife.

It was drawn by the Cold Desert Sea controlled by Luo Chen.

The scene was silent again.

Although he had just seen Luo Chen hit Fang Dongwei alive with a palm, he was still shocked at this moment.

Waiting for the sword, in front of Luo Chen, there was no chance to draw a sword!

If you didn't see it with your own eyes, who would believe it?

Especially at the moment Luo Chen screwed that cold gleaming knife, it was extremely shocking!

Even though there were more than a dozen ghosts standing behind Daohou, no one dared to move now.

As long as the eyes are long, it is clear that the other party wants to kill them, and they are afraid that they can't figure out how they died!

"Knife, not bad!" Luo Chen placed the knife in front of his eyes and examined it carefully.

The cold light is radiant and dazzling.

"But it's a pity, you can't do it." Following Luo Chen's words, Luo Chen just stretched out his other hand and lightly flicked the knife.

"Ding~" A metallic voice sounded.

"Wow!" The entire knife shattered, like glass or ice.

But Daohou shivered and his face was bright red!

Waiting for the sword, in front of others, not only did they not even have the opportunity to draw the sword, but also let them draw the sword and ruin the sword face to face.

At this moment, Han Yidao and the others felt that their jaw was going to fall in shock again.

With the help of the fourth layer of the ghost, one slap blasted the sixth layer of the ghost.

This is already frightening.

But at this moment, it seems that the opponent does not have the slightest upper limit, so that a candidate like Daohou, a person who specializes in Dao Dao, can't even draw a knife.

How terrible is this?

Where is the upper limit of the great **** who has been invited?

"Send someone to invite you, this is to give you a step."

"Moreover, it's not you that looks at Shaotian's face on this step!" Luo Chen turned around with his hands on his back, and then returned to Han Jiang.

If he said this to Daohou before, Daohou would only sneer again and again.

But now, he believed it.

How terrifying is this person in front of me?

At least Shaotian was not so scary!

One sleeve, fail!

Swordsman, didn't even have a chance to pull out the knife.

What shame?

"The junior is reckless. I don't know that the **** is here. Please forgive me!" The sword waiter did not dare to get up, kneeling on the ground, bowing his head in apology.

Anywhere, any era, as long as your strength can overwhelm the world, the people in this world will have to look at your face and respectfully.

The knife time is no exception!

"Sometimes I give you a step, you have to know how to step down, if you don't, the step will be gone." Luo Chen sneered.

The knife time was even colder and sweaty.

At this moment, everyone clearly realized that this northwest has truly changed.

And such a terrifying character, I am afraid it is another young man.

Daohou always knelt, and Luo Chen didn't let him get up, so he didn't dare to get up.

He remained on his knees until the banquet was over!

This is toast and not eat fine wine.

And he didn't resent Luo Chen, but rather resented Han Yidao and others.

Because he heard it just now, when the Lord in front of him killed Fang Dongwei, he just slapped him alive.

If he knew the news earlier, would he dare to offend the other party?

After all, it is not difficult for him to kill Fang Dongwei, but he can't do it if he wants to blast Fang Dongwei alive!

On the contrary, after the banquet was over, Han Yidao had arranged for someone to return the sacred grass.

After all, now that Luo Chen has already overwhelmed the northwest with the bodies of these people, how dare the owner of this **** grass not give it?

After getting the sacred grass, Han took a knife, and even Daohou respectfully invited Luo Chen to the Wanze Mountain.

And that Wanze Mountain, as its name suggests, is full of swamp miasma.

It's just that these things are nothing to everyone.

After boarding Wanze Mountain, everyone came to the top of the mountain.

This Wanze Mountain was not well-known before, and the reason why it had a reputation in the underworld was that this place was the place where the first genius of the underworld was buried.

Here, there has been a brilliant battle, even if many years have passed, you can still see the abyss that was split by a sword in the distance, and the stone powder shattered by mana.

Everything tells of the brilliant battle here.

And here is the first genius who fell into the underworld, and also made the famous red shirt!

It's just that when Luo Chen walked here, he couldn't help but frown.

Nothing could be seen from the battle traces alone, but Luo Chen slightly observed that there was some aura left by Yang Shi's shot.

But is there any trace of that.

"When Shaotian fought against Red Clothes, what was their cultivation level?" Luo Chen asked.

"Back then, the two were nothing but a ghost, the red ghost had nine layers, and the shaotian eight!" Daohou replied.

"Was there anyone else in that battle?"

"Never before." "Let's go and see the remains first." Luo Chen sighed, that battle must have been tricky and weird.