Chapter Twelve
Facing Mu Yunyao's soft sword that contained the sound of wind and thunder, Luo Tian felt calm in his heart. When the soft sword that had fallen three feet in front of him was about to change his moves, the long black sword in Luo Tian's hand was like light.
He probed into Mu Yunyao's sword force like electricity, as if the long sword in his hand had been placed in this position for a long time. The true energy in his body surged to the peak of the fourth level, combined with the strong physical strength after tempering.
, the long sword in Luo Tian's hand struck Mu Yunyao's soft sword horizontally with great speed.
A strange scene happened. Mu Yunyao's soft sword was seen bending into an unimaginable arc, and then continued to bend under the surprised eyes of everyone. In the end, the ridiculously curved soft sword in Mu Yunyao's hand could no longer be held firmly.
, a heartbreaking pain came from the tiger's mouth, and the soft sword flew out of his hand uncontrollably.
Jingle bell!
With the sound of the soft sword in Mu Yunyao's hand falling to the ground, everyone once again looked at the handsome young man with a plain expression in the field in shock.
one move!
Luo Tian defeated Mu Yunyao with just one move. You must know that Mu Yunyao also possesses extremely superb martial arts and swordsmanship. It is difficult for ordinary sixth-level experts to defeat her with one move, let alone
On the surface, Luo Tian appears to be only at the peak level of fourth grade.
"Wow haha, Tian'er is so good!" After being stunned for a moment, the eldest elder of the Luo family was the first to laugh out loud.
The moods of Luo Yuntu and Zhang Shiqing at this moment could no longer be described as shocked, while Luo Qingxuan and Luo Qingquan's jaws dropped to the floor.
"That's all." Luo Tian curled his lips and looked at Duanmu Yu, "Brother Duanmu, can you give me a lesson?"
Duan Muyu's face was even more beautiful. His face turned green and then white, changing constantly. After a long time, Duan Muyu gritted his teeth and cupped his hands with a smile, "Being respectful is worse than obeying orders!"
"That's just a trick, let's compete again!" Mu Yunyao, who was defeated in one move, suddenly screamed like a mad woman, staring hatefully at Luo Tian's calm face. Has she ever been so embarrassed and humiliated?
"Yao'er, step back!" Zhang Shiqing's face turned livid, "If you lose, you lose. As a disciple of Fenglei Sect, don't lose!"
The sobbing Mu Yunyao finally picked up the soft sword and stepped aside, but when she looked at Luo Tian, a trace of deep-seated hatred flashed from time to time.
"Brother Luo's cultivation is indeed extraordinary..."
"Three moves."
Luo Tian calmly interrupted Duan Muyu's hypocritical polite words, "I lost within three moves, crawl out of the door. If you lose, don't mention the marriage proposal again, you are not worthy!"
No matter how deep Duanmu Yucheng Mansion was, hearing such naked insults, his face couldn't help but change, and he said coldly: "Today I want to see how arrogant Brother Luo is!"
At this point, the two of them were completely at odds with each other. However, Luo Tian didn't care. If Duan Muyu had a chance, he would kill him ruthlessly for daring to take advantage of my wife. Luo Tianluo, the Great Demon Lord, was in his previous life.
Having traversed the world for thousands of years, he could make Xiao Xiao surrender and retreat based on his name alone. What's so strange about killing someone?
"You'll know if you try it." Luo Tian flicked the long sword in his hand. The long sword seemed to resonate and made a rapid buzzing sound, obviously full of fighting spirit.
Duan Muyu, whose face was as heavy as water, slowly took out the long knife in his hand, and a layer of blood-red light burst out, reflecting the entire hall in red. There was a hint of a ferocious smile on the faces of the elders who had their backs turned.
, obviously he had murderous intention in his heart.
"Blood Moon Knife." The elder of the Luo family seemed to frown, "Old bastard Mu is actually willing to give this treasure to his disciples and grandsons?"
Luo Yuntu heard this and looked at Zhang Shiqing, who was also confused. He couldn't help but think that the Blood Moon Sword was that famous magic weapon. Depending on the user's cultivation level, it could gain a certain attack boost. Tian'er was in danger.
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call out!
This time, Luo Tian felt excited for no reason. Ever since he fought with Zhang Yu, the desire to fight in his heart had been ignited out of control. With such a good opportunity in front of him, he just took action quickly. It saved him a lot of time and held himself back.
Sickness comes.
Luo Tian, who was the first to take action, reached Duan Muyu in a flash. The long sword in his hand brought out a jet of black light and stabbed Duan Muyu's left shoulder flatly.
"You've been fooled!" Duan Muyu chuckled, and his whole aura suddenly changed. The blood-red sword light was like a rolling wave of swords, violently twisting Luo Tian's figure into it.
The great elder raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little dissatisfied with Duan Muyu's fierce attack, but he didn't say anything.
The knife wave faded away, and Duan Muyu's expected scene of the opponent's blood splattering three feet did not appear. Instead, the opponent's figure in front of him slowly turned into countless fragments.
"It's an afterimage!" Duan Muyu was startled, and once again waved the Blood Moon Sword in his hand into a dazzling light curtain, quickly rolling it behind him.
There was a clanging sound, and in an instant, the swords crossed each other no less than dozens of times. A jet-black light and a blood-red sword shadow quickly separated. The two fighting men were both slightly panting.
It's just that Duan Muyu was obviously more embarrassed than Luo Tian. In addition to his chest rising and falling sharply, the luxurious brocade clothes on his left chest had a tear, and his skin was almost injured.
"Haha, you are indeed very strong, and your ability to hide your strength and bide your time has eluded everyone." Duan Muyu, who was at a disadvantage, suddenly laughed, "You just had the upper hand in a head-to-head fight with me, who has a fifth-grade peak cultivation level.
Look, your strength is enough to rank among the top five young experts of the Luo family. But, you still have to lose!"
"Haven't you heard that those with equal sword skills from the Luo family are invincible in single combat?" Luo Tian's words were an indirect admission that he had reached the cultivation level of a fifth-grade expert.
Next to him, Luo Yuntu almost choked to death on his spit. And the eldest elder of the Luo family pulled off a few strands of his remaining beard...
In about a year, it took about a year to go from the peak of the third level to the fifth level. This is such a fucking incredible thing.
Luo Tian, who has been silent for a while, finally no longer hides his edge!
Feeling the slight thunder coming from Duan Muyu, Zhang Shiqing's expression suddenly changed drastically, and he shouted hurriedly: "Xiaoyu, you are crazy! You are using the secret method of Thunder Yao! Stop it!"
Luo Tian looked at Duan Muyu indifferently and saw that the latter's face was covered with a layer of lavender light. He still said calmly: "You still have two chances."
"Sixth-grade strong man." A cold light suddenly flashed in the Great Elder's eyes, and then quickly disappeared. He had secretly decided that at the critical moment, he would save Luo Tian regardless of his old face.
Duan Muyu looked even more terrifying at this time, like a beast that chooses people to devour, and his whole body exuded a violent aura. If you look carefully, you will find that there are tiny wind whirlpools within a foot of Duan Muyu's body.
Keep flowing.
"Thunder Blade Technique!"
Duan Muyu shouted low, the light on the Blood Moon Blade surged, and his figure rushed out, much faster than before.
Taking a deep breath, Luo Tian raised his cultivation level to the peak of the fifth level. A powerful sword move recorded in the second level of the Sword Code drew out the stars in the sky and met Duanmu Yu's fierce offensive.
Two extremely fast figures passed each other, and in a moment, Duan Muyu's body fell to the ground. Luo Tian also staggered and almost fell down.
"Xiaoyu!" Zhang Shiqing, who was like lightning, helped Duan Muyu up, said goodbye briefly, and left with the two young men and women, one injured and the other unconscious.
Snapped!
The Great Elder slapped his thigh hard and shouted happily: "Tian'er, I have you! Now that old bastard Mu will be depressed to death!"
Luo Yuntu looked at Luo Tian, who turned around and left, and shouted in a low voice: "Tian'er, which Luo family technique are you practicing that can actually defeat your opponent?"
Luo Tian, who had already stepped out of the door, paused and replied calmly: "Sword Code."
Bang!
Chapter completed!