Because the next moment, Luo Chen, who was on Han Jiang's body, suddenly walked out.
Then he suddenly walked into Han Mohai's body. The speed was so fast that Daohou's pupils suddenly shrank.
But it's not over yet!
The moment Luo Chen stepped into Han Mo Hai, he suddenly waved Han Mo Hai's sleeves!
Come out with one sleeve!
One sleeve can divide the sea, and one sleeve can shake the sky!
With this sleeve thrown out, Daohou's expression suddenly changed!
If you are an expert, you will know as soon as you take action.
Especially when he reaches this level, he can naturally understand some things that others cannot.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this sleeve is just a simple sleeve.
But in Dao Hou's eyes, this sleeve seemed to have cut through the heaven and earth, cutting off his connection with the world, making him instantly feel as if he was in the vast sea and lost contact with the world.
At the same time, it leaves him with no place to stay.
But Dao Hou will naturally not sit still and wait for death.
There was a knife at his waist, and he suddenly pressed the handle of the knife.
I want to draw my knife and come out.
As long as he can pull out this knife, he can break the opponent's sleeve and cut through his terrible isolation situation.
But he still underestimated Luo Chen's skills.
This sleeve implies what Luo Chen saw in the battle with Dubu Zun.
Although Luo Chen did not deliberately understand the technique of Qiankun in the Sleeve, this sleeve has the same effect as the Qiankun in the Sleeve!
With one sleeve out, Dao Hou's hand was already pressed on the handle of the knife, but he couldn't pull out the knife.
I didn't even get a chance to take it out.
The pressure in his sleeve caused the breath in his body to collapse instantly. Before it fell on him, his face turned red and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Then the sleeve was pulled on his chest.
"Wow!" Blood sprayed.
Dao Hou was pressed heavily to the ground!
And he lowered his head, and when he opened his eyes again, a pair of feet appeared in front of him.
"Clang!"
The cold light shone everywhere, and the entire hall was reflected in a vast expanse of white!
The entire hall was filled with the cold light of the sword.
But the knife was not drawn by the knife.
It was drawn from the Han Desert Sea controlled by Luo Chen.
The whole place fell silent again.
Even though he had just witnessed Luo Chen beating Fang Dongwei alive with one palm, he was still shocked at this moment.
The dignified swordsman didn't even have a chance to draw his sword in front of Luo Chen!
If I hadn’t seen this with my own eyes, who would believe it if I told it?
Especially at this moment when Luo Chen was twisting the gleaming sword, it was even more shocking!
Even though there are more than a dozen ghosts standing behind Dao Hou, no one dares to move now.
As long as they have eyes, they will know that if the other party wants to kill them, they may not be able to figure out how they died!
"Knife, not bad!" Luo Chen put the knife in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully.
The cold light radiates in all directions and is extremely dazzling.
"But it's a pity that you are not good enough." As Luo Chen's words fell to the ground, Luo Chen just stretched out his other hand and flicked the sword lightly.
"Ding~" a metallic voice sounded.
"Crack!" The whole knife shattered inch by inch, like glass or ice shattering.
And Dao Hou was trembling instantly, his face turned bright red!
Not only did the dignified Sword Master not have the chance to draw his sword in front of others, he even let others draw the sword and even destroyed the sword in front of them.
At this moment, Han Yidao and others felt that their jaws were about to drop in shock again.
With the help of the fourth level of the Yin Soul, he destroyed the sixth level of the Yin Soul with one slap.
This is already frightening.
But at this moment, it seems that the opponent has no upper limit at all, and a candidate like Dao Hou, who specializes in the art of swordsmanship, can't even pull out the sword.
How terrible is this?
What is the upper limit of this invited master?
"Sending someone to invite you is to give you a step up."
"And it's not you who is looking at Shaotian's face on this step!" Luo Chen turned around with his hands behind his back, and then returned to Han Jiang's body.
If these words had been said to Dao Hou before, Dao Hou would have only sneered.
But now, he believes it.
How terrifying is this person in front of me?
At least Shaotian back then wasn’t so scary!
One sleeve, defeat!
The swordsman didn't even have a chance to draw his sword.
How embarrassing?
"This junior was reckless. I didn't know that the Immortal was here, so I ask the Immortal to forgive me!" Dao Hou did not dare to get up and knelt on the ground, lowering his head as he apologized.
Anywhere, in any era, as long as your strength can dominate the world, people in the world will have to look at your face and respect you.
Daohou is no exception!
"Sometimes you are given a step, you have to know how to step down. If you don't step down, the step will be gone." Luo Chen sneered.
And Daohou was even sweating like rain.
At this moment, everyone clearly realized that the northwest had truly changed.
And such a terrifying person is probably another Shaotian.
Dao Hou was always kneeling, and Luo Chen wouldn't let him get up, so he didn't dare to get up.
He was still kneeling until the end of the banquet!
This means that if you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink.
And he didn't resent Luo Chen, but rather resented Han Yida and others.
Because he had just heard that the master in front of him killed Fang Dongwei with just one palm blow.
If he had known the news earlier, how would he have dared to offend the other party?
After all, it is not difficult for him to kill Fang Dongwei, but if he wants to blow Fang Dongwei alive with one palm, he can't do it!
On the contrary, after the banquet was over, Han Yidao had already arranged for someone to bring back the sacred grass.
After all, Luo Chen has now conquered the northwest with the help of these people. How dare the owner of the sacred grass refuse to give it to him?
After getting the God-returning Herb, Han Yidao and Dao Hou respectfully invited Luo Chen to go to Wanze Mountain.
As its name suggests, Wanze Mountain is full of swamp miasma.
It's just that these things are nothing to everyone.
After climbing Wanze Mountain, everyone came to the top of the mountain.
This Wanze Mountain was not well-known before, but the reason why it is famous in the underworld is that this place is the burial place of the greatest genius in the underworld.
There was a brilliant battle here, and even after many years, you can still see the abyss split open by a sword in the distance, and the stone powder shattered by mana.
Everything tells the story of the glorious battle here.
And here the number one genius in the underworld died, and he also became the famous Red Clothes!
But when Luo Chen came here, he couldn't help but frown a little.
Nothing could be seen from the battle traces alone, but Luo Chen made a subtle observation that there was some aura left by Yang Shi's attack.
But are there any traces of that?
"When Shaotian and Hongyi fought, what were their cultivation levels?" Luo Chen asked.
"Back then, the two of us were nothing more than Yin Hun. The Yin Hun in red was on the ninth level, and Shaotian was on the eighth level!" Dao Hou replied.
"Is there anyone else in that battle?"
"Never."
"Let's go see the body first." Luo Chen sighed, there must be something fishy and weird about that battle.