Supreme Immortal Demon

Listening to the sound, the monks by the riverside all became excited. ≌,w★ww.23¤wx.cvom

They have been waiting here for a long time, not for anything else but for Luo Chuan to take action.

But no matter whether Yue Gu or Elder Hua, no matter how fierce their attacks were, no matter how powerful their magic weapons were, they could not force Luo Chuan to take action. Although the sub-emperors and emperor-level subordinates were exposed, as long as Luo Chuan did not take action, the monks of Polang City felt that they could not take action. Enjoyable.

However, now, their hearts were full of expectations again, just because that person was also here.

The figure riding the wave was none other than the contemporary Kunlun Taoist of the Kunlun Sect!

The Taoist name of each generation of Kunlun Sect's leader is Kunlun Taoist. This point is the same for Wuxin Sect and Jibei Sect. Although the three sects are high in the north of the chaotic sea, it may make Canghai Academy and Demonic Taoist Palace cautious about them, and they can be in harmony with the sky. When the Duyu family and the Daoyan Xianchao branch competed, one can imagine the strength of the three Beihai sects.

Being able to become the co-leader of the Kunlun Sect is not an easy task for Kunlun Taoist.

As he stepped on the waves, his voice came out, and he heard that the vegetation, flowers and insects on both sides of the river seemed to be suddenly filled with vitality, and became prosperous and full of vitality. But in the Wendao River, which was only half a foot away, there was a different scene. The river was freezing, and as Kunlun Taoist walked up, it was condensing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not long after, Kunlun Taoist's body was already frozen. Thousands of miles of ice river.

The monks on the banks of the river were all moved when they heard that Taoist Kunlun was powerful. Although they knew that Taoist Kunlun's strength was unfathomable, after all, he was a giant figure who was the leader of a sect, and not many of them had actually seen Taoist Kunlun take action.

"It's a small skill, but you dare to show off in front of me."

Emperor Yao Yu sneered and rolled up his robe sleeves to sweep away the spring cold mood evoked by Kunlun Taoist.

Taoist Kunlun looked calm, but he did not give in when faced with a blow from an emperor-level powerhouse. Instead, he continued to move forward, but there was an extra arrow box in the palm of his left hand.

There are three feathered arrows in the quiver, green, purple and red.

"This is Polang City. No matter how powerful the Heavenly Star Saint Sect is, they can't control this place."

Kunlun Taoist raised his head. He revealed the origin of Emperor Yao Yu, flicked his palm, and the purple arrow in the middle flew towards the sky, spinning towards Emperor Yao Yu.

"Po Gong Shenyu... why are you here?"

Emperor Yao Yu's face changed slightly. Facing the purple feather arrow, he retreated instead of advancing, as if he was very afraid.

Wow!

As the purple feather arrows were shot, there were many strange wind sounds in the sky, and strong winds roared. Turning over the dark clouds in the sky. Above the dark clouds, in the distance around the sky, many stars changed their trajectories and turned towards the purple feather arrows. Then, following the direction of the purple feather arrows, they released starlight all over the sky, jumping down like pillars, imprisoning Emperor Yao Yu.

The cycle of heaven. Morality and justice conflict with each other.

Emperor Yao Yu's cultivation strength is better than that of Taoist Kunlun, but Taoist Kunlun has the Star-Destroying Purple Arrow in his hand. But he happened to be able to restrain Emperor Yao Yu's technique. This quiver and the arrows in it are originally heaven-grade magic weapons. They can also activate the power of the stars and destroy Emperor Yao Yu's destiny and the source of his power.

Seeing Taoist Kunlun take out a magic weapon and restrain the arrogant female emperor, the monks in Polang City were surprised and felt excited and happy. Luo Chuan and his men are outsiders after all. As for the Kunlun Taoist, even though he relied on the power of a magic weapon, not everyone had the ability to accurately control a heaven-grade magic weapon to restrain the emperor without being counterattacked.

"Yao Yu, step back."

Luo Chuan turned his head. He glanced at the Kunlun Taoist who was rushing from the lower reaches of the Yangtze River, like a train in vain, and appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye: "I don't want you Kunlun Sect disciples to practice with my disciples. She insists on doing this, I want to If you want to experience the joy of practicing in my Luochuan lineage, do you have to blame me for this?"

Luo Chuan's voice echoed far away, and not only the monks from Polang City by the river, but also Yue Gu, Elder Hua, and Kunlun Taoist were stunned.

No one can imagine that a promising Kunlun Sect disciple would try a boring and extremely mentally retarded practice. Who would believe it if he told it? Most people only regarded this as Luo Chuan's excuse, and they inevitably looked down upon Luo Chuan. point.

At this moment, the purple feather arrow activated the power of the stars and pulled the tide of the river and sea, carrying the power of the emperor and rushing towards Luochuan.

Ding!

The sound of copper coins sounded.

Kunlun Taoist, who was less than a thousand steps away from Luo Chuan, was still thinking about what Luo Chuan had said before, but suddenly, he felt a strong sense of vigilance in his heart. This change in emotion came from the Po Gong Shen Yu who was closely related to his destiny. , there seemed to be a force coming from Luo Chuan's palm, forcefully drilling into the core of Po Gong Shen Yu, trying to disintegrate the connection between him and Po Gong Shen Yu.

"snort."

Kunlun Taoist's brows were filled with anger. He took a deep breath, made seals with his hands, and used his Tao power to forcefully withdraw the God-breaking Feather from the sky.

The purple feathered arrow was full of murderous intent when it went away, forcing the emperor not to dare to use his skills, but when it retreated, it was a little embarrassed. When it fell back into Kunlun Taoist's quiver, it actually knocked Kunlun Taoist back two steps, and a crack appeared in the ice under his feet. , obviously it was not easy to catch this arrow.

From the beginning to the end, Luo Chuan only waved his sleeves, his palm seemed to be raised, but he didn't seem to move, but it was his wave of his hand that forced away the terrifying magic weapon of Kunlun Taoist.

Looking at the white-robed man beside the waterside pavilion under the moon, the monks by the river suddenly felt an unfathomable feeling in their hearts.

Luo Chuan's skill just now was enough to prove his legendary strength. Just now in the Heaven Realm, his combat power was no less than that of the emperor, and he could even force the emperor to retreat.

Most of the monks in Polang City have no doubts about Luo Chuan's giant-level strength and status. The appearance of Kunlun Taoist in person is the best proof. But Kunlun Taoist just forced back an emperor, and he himself has broken through to the second emperor for a long time. In recent years, he has been trying to break through the emperor. The old generation of giants in Beihai, one old and one young, are the most curious about who is stronger and who is weaker.

"Words are not enough. No matter what, Brother Luo has made my Kunlun Sect lose face today."

"Three moves, after three moves, you and I will judge. If this seat and Kunlun Sect are not right, this seat will definitely apologize."

"But before that, this seat must ask for an explanation. Sorry."

After the voice of Kunlun Taoist fell, he took a step forward.

In this step, he has already jumped from the river to the top of the sky, and appeared under the bright moon, with long hair flying, jade belt fluttering, and holding an ancient ink-colored long sword in his hand.

Cold moon over the icy river, lonely waves over the sea city.

The Kunlun Taoist was like an immortal in an ancient painting. As soon as he drew his sword, he became the only focus of everyone's attention.

In comparison, Luo Chuan, who was standing by the waterside pavilion in the river, seemed insignificant, like a supporting role in the painting.

"What a face-saving man."

Luo Chuan looked up at the Kunlun Taoist and murmured.

The Kunlun Taoist may have realized that Luo Chuan had no ill will towards Li Bingjie, but he had to take action. If he didn't, he would not be able to give an explanation to the Kunlun Sect or Elder Yue Gu and Elder Hua.

The moonlight flowed over the Kunlun Taoist's eyebrows and passed through his slender eyes.

There was a faint smile in his eyes that contained wisdom, as if he was conveying something obscurely.

Luo Chuan was startled, and then his heart moved, and he frowned secretly. Could it be that the Kunlun Taoist had other purposes for fighting with me in public, or... was he putting on a show for someone to see?

While Luo Chuan was thinking, the Taoist under the moon in the sky had already moved.

The sword in his hand spun quickly from east to west, and a ray of sword light also spread across the sky. The king of Youdong swept westward. Every inch of sword light flashed, and the aura of swordsmanship would be more intense.

In an instant, the momentum in the sword had already been brewing. From east to west, the three thousand miles of the sky were covered with sword shadows, and the lights were bizarre, reflecting three thousand prosperous or despicable worlds!

"There is Kunlun in the west, Kunlun has infinite power... Kill it for me!"

The eyes of the Taoist of Kunlun flashed with divine light. Although he still had a smile, his temperament was extremely cold and his expression was absolute.

"It's the great Kunlun kill!"

"The Taoist of Kunlun is serious!"

The monks on the river bank had their hair standing on end and their faces were full of shock. The next moment, their faces turned pale and they hid away without thinking.

Boom!

The world of three thousand sword lights, wrapped in the profound and boundless power of Taoism and murderous intent, broke through the void, fell from the sky, and slashed at Luo Chuan fiercely.

"Treacherous!"

Luo Chuan's eyes flashed with brilliance, and anger was hidden in his heart.

The smile and eyes of Kunlun Taoist were clearly hinting at something, but then he mercilessly killed him, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Just a smile and a look, he played with Luo Chuan's state of mind. If his eyes were not too realistic, it was his true nature, and Luo Chuan would not be "fooled".

Wait...

Suddenly, Luo Chuan remembered the "temperament" of the cultivators that the Taoist Daotian talked about with him in Canghai Academy. Of course, although Luo Chuan understood it, he could not fully understand it. It was not until he saw this Kunlun Taoist today that Luo Chuan was completely enlightened.

Although this Kunlun Taoist was a second emperor, he was a very rare strong man among the second emperors that Luo Chuan had met in recent days. He could at least enter the top three, or even higher.

Not for anything else, just because his temperament and state of mind have reached the point of being unpredictable. Even for the old generation of powerful people like the Heaven-stealing Scholar, Kunlun Taoist can be regarded as a real strong man.

Looking at the lightsaber falling from the sky, Luo Chuan's heart suddenly became hot.

Although he had fought against the second emperor and even the emperor before, this was his first time to really fight against a powerful force. Although he was only the second emperor, the second emperor of Kunlun Taoist was obviously stronger than Yue Gu, Qiu Feng and others, and even Liu Yue, Dao Hou and others before, and it was difficult to compare.

"Well, three moves, three moves. Let's see who can't take it first."

The haze in Luo Chuan's heart was swept away, and he laughed loudly. A heroic spirit of domineering over the world rose up, facing the sword that could cut the mountains and rivers, he simply punched out.

Fists and swords hit, mountains shook and rivers trembled!

Taoist Kunlun looked through the sword lights and fist shadows, and saw Luo Chuan showing his true nature at the moment, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

The cultivators watching from a distance on the river bank also took a deep breath. Many cultivators in the Daolun Realm and the Zhutian Realm had seen the fight between sub-emperor-level masters, but compared with the battle between Taoist Kunlun and Luo Chuan in front of them, it felt too different.

It's just different. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster!