"Qiang!"
Mars splashed everywhere, and a strong rebound caused Luo Xiu to take a few steps back.
The opponent's internal skills are at least at the fifth level, and with the suppression of cultivation, Luo Xiu is not an opponent at all.
Moreover, the swordsmanship of this young man in the white robe is also very clever, and Da Cheng is close to perfection. Luo Xiu had no chance to harm him at all.
"Go to hell! Sirius howls on the moon!"
A scream of fear came from the mouth of the young man in the white robe, and a brilliant sword light struck, making Luo Xiu feel like a Sirius howling in the sky.
Obviously, the young man in the white robe is showcasing a swordsmanship and martial arts skill of grade five or above!
"Thunderbolt Nine Swords!"
Luo Xiu resisted with all his might, and his sword was approaching its limit, causing ripples in the air.
Two swords collided, and Luo Xiu's body quickly retreated. The tiger's mouth was torn open by the shock, and blood flowed out.
"Hmm? Can you resist my Sirius Xiaoyue?" The young man in the white robe furrowed his brow and was very dissatisfied that his sword only shattered Luo Xiu's tiger's mouth.
He is a martial artist from the Qi Sea Seven Realms, whose true energy is condensed close to the essence. The Heavenly Wolf Roaring Moon is also a fifth level martial arts skill, and many martial artists in the same realm are not his opponents.
"If you don't die, maybe you can occupy a place in the Xiaoyao Gate someday. Unfortunately, you will eventually die in my hands. I can only blame you for offending those who shouldn't!" The young man in the white robe raised his long sword and killed again.
"Boom!"
Luo Xiu maximized his true qi, and the life and death wheels of the heavens in the Dantian rotated rapidly, with black flames rising on his body surface.
"The power of flames? How could this be?" The young man in the white robe saw the black flames appearing on Luo Xiu's body, and his face suddenly changed.
"Thunderbolt Nine Swords!"
At this moment, Luo Xiu used the Black Flame of Death to wield his swordsmanship, and his sword energy roared, spreading a gloomy and terrifying aura of death.
"Qiang!"
The swords in their hands collided again, and this time Luo Xiu was not shaken back. With the power of the Death Black Flame, he resisted the impact of the opponent's true qi.
The young man in the white robe's eyes showed a look of shock, "The Qi Sea realm has actually mastered the power of attributes..."
However, he quickly calmed down and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Even if you have mastered the power of attributes, your cultivation is too low, and you will eventually die in my hands."
"Dragon and Tiger Fist!"
Luo Xiu clenched his fist in his left hand and struck the fierce tiger style of the Dragon Tiger Fist. The black flame of death condensed and roared towards the face of the young man in the white robe.
"Kaishan Palm!"
The young man in the white robe showed disdain at the corner of his mouth and casually displayed a fourth grade palm technique. His true energy and radiance condensed, intending to smash Luo Xiu's fist.
"Bang!"
The collision of fists and palms shook Luo Xiu's body, causing him to retreat in succession. However, he sneered in his heart as he had already damaged the vital vein in the opponent's left hand.
Ah.
I saw the young man in the white robe scream out in agony, his face turning pale with pain. His left hand was in sharp pain, his muscles and bones were broken, and a scorching breath constantly burned his flesh and blood, causing unbearable pain.
"How could this be possible? Even if he had mastered the power of attributes, his true qi was not as strong as mine. Even though I repelled him, why did I get injured instead?" The young man in the white robe couldn't figure out what was going on.
However, Luo Xiu did not give him any opportunity to think, and the Shadow Sword was like black lightning, killing his opponent.
The young man in the white robe quickly swung his sword to resist, but his left hand was injured and he was unable to use it. His strength was affected, and although he was not suppressed by Luo Xiu, it was almost impossible to kill him.
"Tenglong style!"
Luo Xiu caught a subtle flaw in the opponent, and his left hand once again condensed the black flame of death, roaring towards the young man in the white robe.
"Damn it, you bastard!"
The young man in the white robe was furious. His left hand was injured and he couldn't resist it. The sword in his hand was restrained by Luo Xiu, so he had to withdraw and avoid Luo Xiu's punch.
But when he retreated, Luo Xiu took the lead.
"It's over!"
A cold gleam flashed in Luo Xiu's eyes, and the black Shadow Sword flashed past, splashing all over, cutting through the wrist of the young man in the white robe and splattering blood.
Ah.
The young man in the white robe screamed again, his long sword falling off, and a sharp sword light pressed against his eyebrows.
At this moment, the white robed youth fell into an ice cave.
The Seven Heavenly Martial Arts Master who thought of him was impressive was actually defeated by a guy who had just entered the One Heavenly Qi Sea, which made him both shocked and angry in his heart.
However, the threat of death was imminent, and he dared not make any reckless moves.
"Who asked you to kill me?" Luo Xiu asked coldly.
"I tell you, will you let me go?" The young man in the white robe stared at Luo Xiu. "If you promise not to kill me, I will tell you."
"You don't have the right to negotiate with me," Luo Xiu coldly shouted, his sword pointed forward half an inch, piercing the skin on the white robed youth's eyebrows, and blood oozing out.
The piercing pain at the center of his eyebrows made the young man in the white robe's face change greatly. If he didn't say it, he was sure that Luo Xiu would definitely kill him.
With this in mind, he took a deep breath and said, "Our three senior brothers came to Qingyun City to kill you on the orders of our master. My master is Zhang Lvliang, the steward of the Xiaoyao Gate."
"Zhang Lvliang?" Luo Xiu's eyes flickered sharply. "The ancestor of the Zhang family is Zhang Lvliang, who is the steward of the Xiaoyao Gate."
It is obvious that Zhang Lvliang held a grudge against himself because of the death of Zhang Shaoxiong, the head of the Zhang family. In his heart, he dared not offend the Lord of Qingyun Palace, so he sent his disciples to Qingyun City to seek an opportunity to eliminate him.
"I have already told you, you..." The young man in the white robe hoped that Luo Xiu could spare his way of life.
However, before he could utter his plea for mercy, his eyebrows were instantly pierced by the Shadow Sword, and his breath was completely gone, falling to the ground.
Luo Xiu's face was very cold. The three young senior brothers in white robes came to kill him, but they couldn't kill him. Instead, they hoped he could show mercy. How could there be such a good thing in the world?
For Luo Xiu, he has his own principles of action. He does not actively provoke others or randomly kill innocent people. However, if someone wants to kill him, he will not show mercy or care about your identity.
Returning the sword to its sheath, Luo Xiu began collecting the treasures from these three individuals, who could become disciples of Zhang Lvliang, the external sect steward. These three individuals were obviously external disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect.
Every year, a group of Qihai warriors under the age of eighteen appear in the major martial arts halls of Yunlong County. However, only three people can obtain the quota to enter the outer gate, which shows that those who can be absorbed by the Xiaoyao Gate are all unparalleled geniuses.
However, there are also high and low levels among geniuses. For example, the two Qi Hai Wuchong that were previously killed by Luo Xiu had average strength, and this young man in white robes could not have been his opponent without the means of damaging his life veins and the Black Flame of death.
On these three individuals, Luo Xiu found three identity tokens of external disciples. In addition, all three of them also had storage devices, two wrist guards, a ring, and many vitality stones and elixirs inside.
That storage ring was obtained from a young man in a white robe, and the space inside was much larger than Luo Xiu's own storage wrist guard. It should be a treasure refined by a third level array mage.
And there are also the weapons they use, the two Qi Hai Five highly valued are lower grade combat soldiers of the human level, and the white robed youth's battle sword is of the middle grade of the human level, worth at least a thousand Yuan Qi stones.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, a deafening roar echoed through the mountains and forests, causing Luo Xiuzhi to feel a buzzing sound in his eardrums and his body's qi and blood to vibrate.
"Just a roar from a beast can have such power, at least it's a monster at level three or above!"
Luo Xiu's face slightly changed. This is the perilous Baqi Mountain, and the bloody atmosphere easily attracts powerful monsters nearby.
He dared not linger, and within the range of his life perception, a powerful aura belonging to the demon beast appeared. He quickly used his body technique to leave the place quickly.
After a long time, Luo Xiu appeared by the side of a small stream, drinking some water with his hands and washing his face.
Thinking of the three people he had killed before, Luo Xiu's face was suddenly covered in frost.
"If Zhang Lvliang sends three disciples to kill me and they don't go back, he will definitely have doubts. When I join the Xiaoyao Sect, there will definitely be no less trouble."
Regarding the ancestor of the Zhang family, the Lord of Qingyun Temple has also told Luo Xiu that he is a martial arts master in the innate Nine Realms, and can easily crush him with just one finger.
Luo Xiu was well aware that even if he could damage his life meridian and challenge himself, if his strength exceeded his opponents by too much, this ability would not be effective, because the stronger the warrior, the stronger the life meridian would become and it would be difficult to damage.
With a furrowed brow, Luo Xiu also considered not participating in the entry-level assessment. However, if he did not have the identity of a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, he would have no status or status in this Yunlong County. When the Zhang family ancestor wants to deal with him, he will be even more reckless.
"Although he knew there were tigers on the mountain, he could only grit his teeth and lean towards the Tiger Mountain." After careful consideration, Luo Xiu decided to participate in the entry-level assessment.
The Lord of Qingyun Palace once said that as long as he can become an external disciple, although the Zhang family ancestor has the power, he dare not do anything to him casually. If he performs well and is specially trained, his identity and status will even surpass that of the Zhang family ancestor.
As for his parents, the Lord of Qingyun Temple has also promised to protect them as long as they are in Qingyun City, so that Luo Xiu can have no worries.
"Buzz!"
At this moment, Luo Xiu felt a slight tremor coming from the Shadow Sword behind him.
"What's going on?"
Luo Xiu was slightly startled, and with a clang, he pulled out the Shadow Sword. The position where the handle and body were connected was marked with the word "dark", emitting a faint black light. The sword trembled slightly, as if a summon had originated from a distance.
"Summoning sensation?"
Luo Xiu furrowed his brows slightly and looked towards a distance in one direction. He sensed that the source of the trembling Shadow Sword came from this direction.
When he bought this Shadow Sword from the weapon shop, the shop owner once said it was found by a hunter in an ancient ruins.
Luo Xiu always thought that the shop owner fabricated such a set of excuses to sell the sword at a good price.
However, the Shadow Sword is indeed made of a special material, and its power is only equivalent to that of a lower level warrior. Even if a higher level warrior chops it, it cannot leave any trace on it.
"Does this sword really have any origin? What is the sense of summoning?" Luo Xiu couldn't help but wonder, but also quite curious.
Returning the sword to its sheath, Luo Xiu leapt up and quickly shuttled through the forest of Baqi Mountain with the subtle induction of the Shadow Sword.
At the same time, a young man with dark skin walked in the mountains and forests, his sword scabbard trembling slightly behind him.
"The lightsaber trembled, did it sense that the dark sword was nearby?" The young man's eyes flickered, and he quickly jumped up and ran towards the direction sensed by the lightsaber.
"The power of the Light and Dark Twin Swords is only equivalent to that of the lower level of the human level. At the very least, innate martial artists are also soldiers who use the middle level of the human level. Those who hold the Dark Sword must not be very strong, and I should be able to snatch it!"
The young man's skin was dark and shiny, his body was robust, his movements were agile, and he ran like a fierce tiger with a fierce aura.