Murderous intent lingers on the main road of the ancient city.

The surging sword energy made a crisp sound like being struck on a stone slab.

The chilling atmosphere suddenly became solemn, as if there was an invisible shock wave surging through the ancient city.

Luo Hong looked at the swordsman carrying the sword box. He was young, twenty-five or six years old, with a resolute face and sharp eyebrows. His arms were hanging down, and the black cloth strips on his arms were in the midst of the surging sword energy.

, constantly flying.

"Da Chu Wu Tian?"

Luo Hong raised his eyebrows, as if he remembered who this person was.

Wu Meiniang had told him before that Wu Tian was an extremely talented member of the Wu family.

He is currently the third strongest person in the Da Chu Land Ranking.

Those who can enter the Earth Ranking are undoubtedly second-grade sword cultivators. In other words, this Wu Tian is a second-grade sword cultivator in the Ten Thousand Sword Realm.

In the Dantian, the phantom of the saint was beating, acting as a warning, which meant that Wu Tian was very powerful and could bring him crisis.

The one who was able to warn the saint with his phantom shadow before was Yeluce in the Secret Realm of Heaven.

At that time, there was a huge gap in strength between Luo Hong and Yeluce, but now, this feeling appears again!

Frowning slightly, Luo Hong's swordsmanship cultivation was still only at the fifth level. Previously, after ringing the bell eighty-one, the ones who achieved breakthroughs were martial arts cultivation and evil cultivation.

Therefore, Luo Hong was also helpless. His talent in swordsmanship was too poor. What could he do?

Both evil ways and martial arts have entered the fourth level, and Luo Hong's confidence has actually increased a lot.

but……

Facing this powerful man who was ranked third on the Earth Ranking, Luo Hong felt that even if he wore the mask of the Evil King, it would still be difficult to defeat him.

Luo Hong is a genius, but Wu Tian is also a genius.

Luo Hong can fight across the ranks, and Wu Tian can do the same.

Looking at Wu Tian whose sword aura was stirring, Luo Hong didn't think he could compare with Wu Tian in terms of swordsmanship talent. After all, his swordsmanship talent was criticized by Butler Chen, who has now reached the level of land swordsman, for being weak.

Even a land swordsman says he is weak, who dares to refute?

In the art of swordsmanship, the Land Sword Immortal is the authority!

Feeling the rising pressure of the sword on Wu Tian, ​​Luo Hong narrowed his eyes. His talent for swordsmanship was poor. In this case, he had to work harder than his peers.

Wealth is sought in danger. Perhaps, through the swordsmanship collision with a swordsman like Wu Tian, ​​we can gain some inspiration and break through the barrier of the fifth level of swordsmanship?

Wu Tian looked at Luo Hong and did not hide his murderous intention.

After all, Wu Qingshan was his father. Although the relationship was not very deep, the reason why Wu Qingshan died was to pave the way for him to become the sword master of the Wu family.

Sensing the restless aura of death in his body, Wu Tian frowned slightly.

However, after all, he is the second rank on the Dachu Earth Ranking, so it should be possible to temporarily suppress the undead energy.

Although Luo Hong is very evil and may be able to transcend the level and fight to the third level of Xuanbang, but... he is not comparable to the third level of Xuanbang. After all, he has made it to the Great Chu Land Ranking. Among the second-level realm, he is also the best in terms of combat power.

, the most outstanding batch.

Therefore, when Luo Hong encounters him, he will most likely run away.

However, as a sword cultivator, Wu Tian would do it openly and justly if he wanted to kill someone. He would not do sneak attacks like his father.

This is also the reason why he directly expressed his murderous intention to Luo Hong as soon as he entered the ancient city.

He just wants to tell Luo Hong openly that I, Wu Tian, ​​want to kill you.

As for whether Luo Hong would escape or not, Wu Tian felt there was no suspense.

Is it possible that Luo Hong is still carrying the spirit of death to fight him?

How to fight?

Are you ready to fight?

The lower the strength, the harder it is to suppress the energy of the dead, and the more time and energy it takes to suppress it.

If Luo Hong fought with him, let alone whether he would kill him, Luo Hong would not be able to withstand the erosion of the undead energy alone.

In the rows of houses in Qinguang City, the green Buddha statues seemed to be watching them.

The whole street was extremely quiet.

The wandering undead seemed to be separated from them by two worlds.

In the room, a pair of eyes secretly watched.

Wu Tian stepped forward, step by step, and the yellow pear wood sword box on his back began to slowly make the sound of the sword and the sword box being sharpened.

He was waiting for Luo Hong to collapse and retreat, and couldn't wait to escape into the ancient house.

He took a look at the sky over the ancient city, and saw that the dark tide was slowly surging.

It's dark, please close the door.

This is the rule of the Ksitigarbha secret realm, which means that when the dark tide comes, you must hide in the room where the Buddha statue sits, close the door, and wait for the dark tide to pass.

Wu Tian withdrew his gaze and looked at Luo Hong, who was dressed in white in the distance.

Still not running away?

This guy...why hasn't he escaped yet?

He's quite capable of carrying it, and he deserves to be second on the yellow list.

A gust of wind blew past, chilling the bones.

What surprised him even more was that Luo Hong raised his hand and made a sword-holding gesture.

Is this... a fight?

Ranking the second grade with the fourth grade battlefield?

court death?

Not only Wu Tian was surprised, but all the eyes in the room where the Buddha statue was suppressed showed a lot of surprise.

Crazy!

If he didn't run away now, as long as he turned around and fled into the house, even Wu Tian would be unable to do anything to Luo Hong.

Besides, the dark tide is coming soon. It's a waste of time to fight at this juncture.

Luo Hong was just about to move. He didn't feel the undead energy that Xiao Erqi mentioned...

In this case, let's fight. Since the talent is not enough, we must fight to support fighting and break the shackles in a deadly battle!

However, just on the long street, Luo Hong was about to rush towards Wu Tian.

In the room suppressed by the rows of Buddha statues, someone opened the door.

Wu Meiniang gritted her teeth and walked out of the house. Without the suppression of the Buddha statue, the undead energy in her body began to surge rapidly. However, the next moment, a sword energy burst out from her body.

There seemed to be a long chant of sword energy, suppressing the rioting death energy.

"Wu Tian, ​​give me some face."

Wu Meiniang walked out of the Buddhist house and said.

Luo Hong turned to look at Wu Meiniang, and Wu Tian also looked at Wu Meiniang.

Many powerful people who knew about the relationship between the Wu family showed strange expressions.

Wu Meiniang, the future sword master of the Wu family of Dachu, although not very talented, was born well. She is a direct descendant of the Wu family.

And Wu Tian is a descendant of a side branch, but his talent is very evil.

Logically speaking, Wu Tian must obey Wu Meiniang's orders.

Will Wu Tian listen?

Wu Tian looked at Wu Meiniang, his face expressionless, and the sword that was about to be unsheathed in his sword case also stopped.

The next moment, Wu Tian smiled.

"To give you face, I call you miss."

"If you don't give me face, who are you?"

Wu Tian, ​​Dao.

When Wu Meiniang heard this, her expression suddenly trembled.

"Do you think I will accept my fate if you have the support of the old man?"

"The position of sword master should be occupied by a capable person. The Wu family...is rotten!"

Wu Tiandao, his words resounded on the main road of Qinguang City.

The words fell.

The strong men in every room took a breath.
To be continued...