The name of the untouchables is for a reason.

Too one day, the palace is in the middle of China, and there are countless branches. There are countless families among the countless branches.

There are a large number of people around Central China. These people like to pilgrimage generally want to join the one-day palace, the number of each year can reach 100 million!

In fact, the sword wall is not the first level in the Taishou Palace. There are several levels outside this mountain range. Eight adults have been screened and simply stopped.

Luo Zheng and these school disciples came down directly from Taiyi Mountain, and naturally skipped those levels and came under the sword wall.

In the eyes of the aborigines of Central China, all people outside of China are all untouchables.

Other onlookers have seen such a situation, and they are also faintly worried about Luo Zheng, including Yue Baicheng, Qiu Yi and others. This is the territory of others.

Wang Ze’s eyes flashed a dangerous color, staring at Luo Zheng and sneer: “Do you dare to challenge me?”

Luo Zheng’s eyebrows rose slightly. “I never provoke waste.”

"It looks like you are in the eyes, I am not a waste," Wang Ze said with a deep sneer.

Luo Zhengyi replied in an innocent manner: "It may not be as good as waste."

At the end, the white robe youth laughed again. "Wang Ze, you said, but he will do it. Are you still planning to keep this kind of people?"

Wang Ze’s eyes were more and more prosperous, and he said: "I said it, under the sword wall, I will kill you. I will give you a last chance. I will give my brother and I a hundred heads and abandon my own. Dantian, you can live, otherwise I can only take your life according to the rules!"

"That kid is over..."

"I still want to ruin Dantian, and fight with people in the one-day palace, I really don't know the time!"

"Abandoned repair is also almost the same as the dead, it is estimated that leaving here will be killed!"

"It is this end to offend the king!"

Other people in the room saw this scene, and looked at Luo Zheng’s gaze to reveal the poor color.

Yuebaicheng saw that things were getting bigger and bigger, and I knew that the situation was very troublesome.

He took a deep breath and stepped forward to persuade: "It's all a little thing, everyone can make one step, we can pay..."

"What are you doing? Roll!" Wang Ze burst into a burst.

After all, he was the character of the eight-line line. The fierce breath broke out, like a handle with a sharp sword stabbing toward Yue Baicheng, and Yue Baicheng's face was white, and he stepped back and walked on the ground.

Luo Zheng stared at Wang Ze in front of his eyes, his heart was getting colder and colder, his face was covered with a layer of frost. He suddenly sneered: "A good one, according to the rules, are the people in Tiangong not as reasonable as you?"

"It seems that you are not going to compromise," Wang Ze slowly pulled the long sword from behind. "The Tiangong certainly makes sense, but there is only one truth, and waste like you will die!"

"Hey!"

The coldness of Ling Xiao blooms in all directions, and the swords attached to those chills are eternal and true, and become a pair of frost swords, constantly compressing toward his long sword.

Feeling this powerful atmosphere, Luo Zheng's face is still indifferent.

This Wang Ze's breath is similar to that of the Eastern Pure, or slightly weaker, but it is not much different.

When those frosty swords were compressed, Wang Ze’s body shape changed into a blast that went to Luo’s levy, whether it was the grasp of time or the fineness of the posture.

"call out!"

This sword points directly to Luo Zheng's heart, and really wants to take the life of Luo Zheng.

"The Tao is natural..."

After all, Wang Ze is not the strongest on the other side of the land. Luo Zheng’s pressure is not so great, and he does not need to use the snake sword and the sword.

However, Wang Ze is a man of Zhongshen, and his true magical power is also extremely powerful!

What Luo Zheng lacks is the magical power of using the true meaning of the Tao!

Wang Zejin, Luo Zhenghui, the two of them swept over the heads of the people like the wind and the grass.

In a large area, when the two chased each other, there was a big circle around the blink of an eye. The people below feared that they would spread to themselves and evade.

"Everywhere is to die!"

Wang Ze saw Luo Zheng continually retreat, his eyes showed a trace of disdain, only to see his Jianfeng slightly turned.

The frosty sword that was compressed in Wang Ze’s long sword flew out, scattered in all directions, and after a few laps, it was surrounded by Luo Zheng, and there was no way to retreat!

Seeing that these frosty swords are stabbing themselves, Luo Zheng’s eye is flashing, and the energy of the fusion has escaped.

At this moment, he did not retreat, and the anti-Wang Ze rushed to come!

"After giving up and escaping, I thought about a desperate fight?" Wang Ze sneered. "Then I will give you a death! Swords are out!"

In the face of Luo Zheng’s sudden advance, Wang Ze swung a long sword, and the frost sword that had been shot to Luo Zheng suddenly exploded, turning into tens of thousands of sharp fragments, and the extremely cold breath mixed with the sword fragments. Enshrined.

This "sword is out of power" is the culmination of his royal family. Once it is successfully launched, it will take human life.

Within this range, it is a dead zone!

Lai Huabei and others saw Luo Zhengyan not in the white chill, and the corner of his mouth could not help but stunned.

Even Qiu Yi’s eyes are faintly sorrowful. Even though Qiu Yi’s talent is very good, it is also very loyal to Taiyi Mountain. At least he is fully qualified to stay on Taiyi Mountain, just for the sake of them. The Xuegong disciple left.

"That kid is dead!" said a white-robed disciple.

"The sword is the king's true biography, and the power is really good," another white-robed disciple sighed.

Wang Shaoqi’s face is a smile, and he can imagine Luo Zheng being cut into pieces in the cold.

In the white mist, the temperature plummeted, and Luo Zheng also noticed the murder from all directions.

Not only did he become slower, but the sharp fragments contained in the cold and chilling continually cut his body, even if the Taoist nature could not avoid these fragments.

If such a fierce attack is changed, it will be cut off in the blink of an eye. After all, it is not an ordinary person. His body has a faint golden light, exudes a mysterious atmosphere, and shatters those pieces of the sword. powder!

"Hey!"

The next moment, Luo Zhengjing rushed out of this white fog.

Wang Ze, outside the white fog, saw Luo Zheng rushed out intact, and his look was slightly stiff.

He can feel the form of Luo Zheng in the white mist, and the heart is strange that the body of Luo Zheng was not shredded. Luo Zheng was rushed out intact, and he could not see a trace of blood on him. It completely exceeded Wang Ze’s expectations.

When Wang Ze saw Luo Zheng’s sword and shimmered with the luster of energy, his pupil suddenly shrank.

With his experience, he can't recognize the energy of the fusion, but the violent breath of this energy reminds him that the power of this sword...

"I don't know who gave him a death?" Luo Zheng said indifferently.

Zhang Xu distance, blink of an eye, this sword is like a thunder, and headed for Wang Ze.

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