"Sword Intent? It seems there is still something missing..."
The fusion of killing intent and fast sword allowed Luo Xiu to touch the prototype of sword intent.
This sword brought out the black flame and came instantly, it was domineering and sharp, and it was indestructible.
"Stop! I will no longer be your enemy."
Under the impact of the bloody murderous intent, Mo Zhou groaned and retreated sharply.
This sword could not be traced by his spiritual consciousness. He knew that he could not resist it. If he did not bow his head, he would become a dead soul under the sword.
Seeing Mo Zhou retreating timidly, the crowd exclaimed. Mo Zhou, who was halfway to the realm of divine refining, actually bowed his head to a young man?
This boy looks about fifteen years old, right?
A fifteen-year-old boy can defeat the Lian Shen Wuzong, he is called a monster!
If one day he enters the realm of King Wu, perhaps the strongest man in Douhai County will really change his hands.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Luo Xiu's mouth, and the power of his sword continued unabated.
"You want to kill me to please Lei Wumen, but you are no match for me and yet you want me to show mercy. How can there be such a good thing in the world?"
Before Luo Xiu could finish his words, the edge of the war sword had already pierced Mo Zhou's throat.
The blood-stained war sword was pulled out, Mo Zhou fell to the ground, and blood flowed from the wound.
Near Luo Xiu, the corpses of three great martial arts masters and a God-Refining Martial Sect were lying around.
The blood soaked the soil, which was thrilling to watch.
He glanced around, but no one dared to look at him except for those few God Refining Martial Sects.
Clang!
The sword was returned to its sheath, and Luo Xiu walked away. The crowd made way for a passage, and no one dared to stop him.
Several of the God Refining Martial Sects present were not from the Leiwu Sect, and their eyes flickered as they stared at the leaving figure of the young man in black robes.
If this boy is killed, maybe we can build some relationship with the Leiwu Sect.
There are also some Lian Shen Wuzong who have their own arrogance and disdain to please the Lei Wu Sect.
Luo Xiu didn't go very far after leaving the vicinity of Guanlei Temple. In front of him, a middle-aged man in black clothes leaned against a big tree and stroked a rusty sword in his hand.
The sword looked rusty and old, but it contained a hidden and sharp aura.
Before his eyes even saw this person, Luo Xiu had already sensed his life breath.
And the opponent's consciousness has already locked onto him hundreds of meters away.
With his spiritual consciousness locked, this person is obviously a god-refining martial arts sect.
"I need a Yuan Refining Pill. If I kill one of you, I can exchange it for a pill!"
The man in black uttered a sentence coldly, his eyes were cold and ruthless, and his gaze was like a knife, piercing the heart.
The Refining Pill is a fourth-grade elixir. Swallowing and refining it can elevate martial arts masters below the third level of Refining God to a small level.
This kind of elixir is so precious that only alchemy masters trained by great powers can refine it.
A few of them are in circulation, and the price is extremely high, which is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary Lian Shen Wuzong.
As for collecting elixirs and asking the Alchemist Guild to refine them, not only are the elixirs hard to find, they are also expensive.
Sensing the breath of life cannot determine the level of a martial artist's cultivation level. However, Luo Xiu has come into contact with many god-refining martial arts sects, and he can probably tell that the man in black in front of him has a level one cultivation level of god-refining.
Luo Xiu is not afraid of the first level of God Refining.
The man in black looked at Luo Xiu with cold eyes, "It would be easy for me to kill you. The gap between refining gods and innate ones is beyond your imagination."
The man in black no longer caressed the sword, but walked towards Luo Xiu with the sword in hand, "Refining the Divine Martial Sect, refining the consciousness, condensing the true energy, and killing innates like butchering dogs."
"Do you want to show me how powerful you are? Maybe you will be the first martial artist to die in my hands." Luo Xiu sneered.
"Haha, I, Hang Xiangchen, have been practicing martial arts for forty-three years and have entered the realm of martial arts. If I lose to you with a little talent, wouldn't it be ridiculous?"
The man in black smiled instead of angry, and appeared in front of Luo Xiu like lightning.
The rusty sword brought out a sharp sword light and slashed towards Luo Xiu's chest.
Luo Xiu unsheathed his war sword and blocked it with the horizontal sword. A surging force came from the sword, causing his body to fly backwards with a muffled grunt.
The God Refining Martial Sect is indeed powerful. In terms of speed and strength, it is not comparable to the Great Martial Master and the Half-Step God Refining Sect.
The opponent's sword skill realm, like his fast sword, is a perfect realm.
In this regard, Luo Xiu does not take any advantage.
And the other party also possesses spiritual consciousness and true energy, which can be said to be superior to him in all aspects of strength.
The blow was knocked back, but a smile appeared on Luo Xiu's face, "The stronger you are, the better. I'm afraid you are not strong enough."
Bloody murderous intent bloomed, and Luo Xiu integrated his murderous intent into his sword technique, forming the prototype of his sword intent.
"I actually touched a trace of the realm of sword intention? Unfortunately, it is not the real sword intention after all."
Hang Xiangchen was startled at first, but soon recovered his sneer, and locked Luo Xiu with his consciousness, not afraid of the oppression of bloody murderous intent.
Although Luo Xiu's murderous intent is fierce, it can only oppress and threaten martial arts cultivators below the level of the God Refiner. If he wants to have an impact on the God Refining Martial Sect, he must be able to kill the Martial Sect and condense a stronger murderous intent.
This Hang Xiangchen is good at movement and is faster than Luo Xiu's Shifang Afterimage. The rusty sword in his hand appears and disappears, and his attack trajectory is cunning and difficult to prevent.
In just a short moment, Luo Xiu had been hit by several knives, his body was covered in blood, and his black robe was shredded into rags by the raging sword energy.
Although he looked very embarrassed, Luo Xiu was in the physical realm of a high-level combat body after all, and it was not fatal to resist several swords.
The Shifang Afterimage Movement Technique was fully deployed, and Luo Xiu tried his best to dodge the swords and lights.
"Hang Xiangchen got there first."
"He wants to exchange his life for a Yuan Refining Pill from Leiwu Sect. If anyone fights for it from him, there will be a fight."
"This son's life may not be worth a Yuan Refining Pill. Since Hang Xiangchen takes action, let's give it to him."
The two Shen Lian Wuzong who followed all the way from Guanlei Temple saw that Hang Xiangchen had taken action and that the black-robed young man was about to be killed, so they quietly retreated.
Within the range of life perception, the two Shen Lian Wuzong gradually moved away until they disappeared within the range of perception.
Luo Xiu's eyes flashed sharply. Since the person hiding in the dark has left, he no longer needs to keep his hand.
In fact, he had already been secretly paying attention to the movements around him.
"Haha, the spy is gone, you can die!"
Hang Xiangchen laughed coldly, "Boy, the reason why I didn't kill you is to prevent someone from sneak attack and rob you. You are worth a Yuan Refining Pill!"
Suddenly, Hang Xiangchen's true energy exploded and he slashed out with a sword, which was more powerful than every previous sword.
Luo Xiu's eyes were cold. Facing this knife, he just turned his body slightly to avoid the vital point.
There was a pop, blood spattered, and the sword struck into the left shoulder, almost cutting off one of Luo Xiu's arms.
"Do you now know the difference between refining the gods and innate ones?"
Hang Xiangchen smiled sarcastically. In his opinion, it was normal for a small innate sixth-level person to be unable to avoid his own attacks.
But the next moment, Hang Xiangchen's pupils suddenly widened.
A war sword penetrated his Dantian at some unknown moment.
"This...this is impossible...my consciousness didn't notice you drawing the sword..."
Looking down at the battle sword that penetrated the Dantian, Hang Xiangchen felt the rapid passage of the cultivation of the God Refining Martial Sect.
The Dantian was broken, and all the forty-three years of hard work were in vain.
The power of Xuantian's secret technique increased sixfold, and Wuzong's spiritual consciousness had no time to react.
With a puff, Luo Xiu pulled out the sword, blood spurted out, and then the sword flashed, slicing the throat of Hang Xiangchen, the god-refining martial arts sect.
Putting away the opponent's storage ring, Luo Xiu threw out a ball of black flames to burn the corpse to ashes, then spread out his body skills and quickly left the place.
Halfway through, he endured the severe pain, pulled out the sword stuck on his left shoulder, and used the power of life to seal the wound so that it would no longer bleed.
Afterwards, Luo Xiu hurriedly ran through the mountains and forests, changing direction several times to prevent being followed.
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In Douhai County, Guanlei Mountains, a Shura appeared.
The news spread like a gust of wind to Zuoxing City and even the entire Douhai County. Even the martial arts cultivators in Yunlong County heard about a young man who called himself 'Shura'.
Refining God!
The young Shura even threatened that one day he would break through the Leiwu Sect and take the rank of the leader of the Leiwu Sect!
After Lei Wumen heard the news, everyone in the family was extremely angry.
"Shura?"
In Douhai County City, Lu Mengyao, who was now a first-level innate martial artist, couldn't help but think of Luo Xiu after hearing about Shura.
Luo Xiu, Shura?
She didn't connect the two, she just thought of Luo Xiu because of the word Shura.
When they parted, she remembered that Luo Xiu had not yet entered the innate world.
In just a few months, no matter how fast Luo Xiu practiced, he could not reach the sixth level of Xiantian.
Not to mention killing a great martial artist in an instant and making a god in half a step.
"I have already cultivated to the level of Xiantian. If you had joined the Leiwu Sect, you might have been able to advance to the level of Xiantian."
At that time, after Luo Xiu entered Zuoxing City with himself and Uncle Le, he left without saying goodbye.
"How are you doing now?"
Lying in front of the window, Lu Mengyao held her cheek in her hands and suddenly thought of every moment she spent with Luo Xiu.
She thought about it carefully later and understood why Luo Xiu left without saying goodbye. It seemed that it was because he had told about his cultivation, and he was worried that Uncle Le would be harmful to him.
"Uncle Le is my father's life-and-death friend, so how can he do anything bad to you?" Lu Mengyao sighed.
"Meng Yao."
The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man walked in, looking at Lu Mengyao with a smile.
"Uncle Le."
6 Mengyao called out and asked quickly: "Is there any news about Luo Xiu?"
Since Luo Xiu disappeared, she asked Le Pengcheng to find his whereabouts. She believed that if she explained clearly to Luo Xiu, he would definitely be willing to join the Leiwu Sect.
"Not yet, but don't worry, uncle will try his best to find it." Le Pengcheng said with a smile.
In fact, he also suspected that the Shura who appeared in Guanlei Temple was Luo Xiu, but he did not think that the young man who had not yet entered Xiantian would improve so quickly in strength.
Maybe it's just a coincidence, Shura and Luo Xiu are not the same person.
Le Pengcheng thought so in his heart.
Ever since he learned that Luo Xiu had actually cultivated from the second level of body refining to the realm of Qi sea in less than half a year, and had even leapfrogged and killed Gou Jinchuan, a man with innate cultivation, Le Pengcheng was certain that there was a secret in this young man.
Maybe it was inherited by a strong person, maybe it was some kind of powerful martial arts, or maybe it was some kind of powerful treasure.
No matter which situation it is, Le Pengcheng feels that if he gets it, it will definitely be a good opportunity.
Otherwise, why would Luo Xiu run away? The fact that he ran away proved that there must be a secret in him.
From Lu Mengyao's mouth, Le Pengcheng knew about the relationship between her and Luo Xiu. As long as Lu Mengyao was still in Leiwu Sect, that boy might come to her door sooner or later.