Supreme Immortal Demon

In the eyes of others, Bai Yiqing seemed to have something to hide and was extremely shy. This performance undoubtedly confirmed Luo Chuan's guilt. The main mansion sneered, the secondary mansion was dejected, and the old lady and other scattered people looked at Luo Chuan with murderous intent.

Luo Chuan knew that Bai Yiqing was trying her best to resist, but the effect was minimal.

"Madam, it's time to take medicine." Luo Chuan smiled slightly, and no one could see his figure clearly, and he had already appeared in front of Bai Yiqing.

With lightning speed, Luo Chuan held Bai Yiqing's slender waist with one hand and stuffed the sorrow-removing pill bought in Wuhua City into Bai Yiqing's mouth with the other hand.

Everyone was stunned, and no one reacted for a while.

"Bold!" It was the old lady of the Luo family who came back to her senses first. She was about to attack with a raging fire in her eyes. But she didn't expect that a force pushed the air away and attacked from the side, blocking her way.

The old lady turned her head and saw that it was Zhou Buchen.

In the center of the hall, a strange aura emerged from Bai Yiqing, as if something was rising, full of vitality. Suddenly, Bai Yiqing's eyes flashed with a virtual lightning, which surprised everyone. They didn't expect that the young lady of the Luo family, who never left the house, actually had the skills of a half-step wanderer.

Bai Yiqing's delicate body trembled, as if she had broken free from something.

At the same time, one of the disciples of Gu Yue Mountain's face quickly dimmed, and blood rushed to his throat, which he swallowed back with difficulty.

"What he said is true. All this is Luo Jiang and Gu Yue Mountain's tricks." Bai Yiqing said without thinking, looking at Luo Chuan, her beautiful eyes could not hide the surprise.

The imagined reversal did not happen.

The hall was silent, and even the sound of Xue Luo outside the hall could be clearly heard.

Bai Yiqing raised her head in confusion, and saw that everyone looked at her waist with a complicated and strange look. Bai Yiqing looked down, her teeth creaking, Luo Chuan's hand was still on her waist, and the two were so close, their thighs and chests were almost tightly pressed together, intimate.

Big idiot!

Bai Yiqing was anxious. Although Luo Chuan's performance surprised her, he was so intimate in public. Was he going to give up all his efforts? Bai Yiqing wanted to move away, but after breaking free from the puppet technique, she was exhausted and weak, and her delicate body could only lean on Luo Chuan's arms.

"You all saw the truth. It's not that I deliberately concealed it, but... the family scandal cannot be made public." Luo Jiang sighed and said faintly.

"The truth is that these two were found by the younger generation when they were having an affair in the main mansion. The younger generation wanted to preserve the reputation of the Luo family, but did not want to condone the adultery, so they had to resort to this last resort and let Luo Chuan bear all the charges alone. I hope you will forgive me."

Luo Jiang is worthy of being the recognized first genius of the Luo family. He pushed the boat along the way and quietly put the charge of "incestuous affair" on him. After he finished speaking, his expression was relieved, and it was impossible for people to doubt him.

"Enough."

Luo Chuan handed Bai Yiqing to Luo Fu, turned to Luo Jiang, and said with a murderous indifference: "You are a troublemaker. For the sake of the same surname, you can choose your own way of death."

Facing Luo Chuan's gaze, Luo Jiang felt a chill in his heart for no reason, and was secretly surprised.

Before Luo Jiang spoke, Tang Wang Zhou Xian was already angry. Not only Tang Wang, but all the civil and military officials in the palace, as well as the scattered immortals, were furious. This is the Golden Palace, the day of the old lady's birthday banquet, but such a thing happened. Now that Luo Chuan has proven his guilt, he is still making trouble.

"Come here! Capture this boy. If you can't capture him... kill him in public!" Zhou Xian shouted loudly.

Not only the palace guards, but also several scattered people and the heads of the aristocratic families who were half a step into the scattered realm also stood up. They all saw that Luo Chuan's skills were profound, so profound that they could not find out the details. The disciples who came to the banquet from Lonely Moon Mountain had cultivation levels ranging from the third to the fourth stage of foundation building. They all sat aside and watched coldly.

"Hahaha, idiot Zhou Xian, after so many years, your stupidity has not changed at all, you are still so stupid!" Zhou Buchen, who was at the end of the Sanren table, raised his head and drank the wine in his cup, laughing.

Tang Wang Zhou Xian and the ministers changed their expressions at the same time.

A residual image passed through half of the hall, Zhou Buchen raised his sword and fell, and he didn't see any movement. The palace guards who besieged Xiang Luochuan were all shocked away. And those family heads who were half a step away from the Sanren realm were also shocked back nearly ten steps, and their faces were extremely ugly.

So strong!

The Sanren and immortal disciples were shocked. After breaking through to the Sanren realm, Zhou Buchen's strength has far exceeded that of ordinary Sanren, reaching a level that makes Sanren and ordinary fourth-stage foundation building cultivators daunt.

Hua Sanren, the guardian of the imperial palace, gritted his teeth, stood up and said, "Zhou Buchen, are you going to rebel again!"

Zhou Buchen ignored him and strode towards Luo Chuan who was standing in the palace. A smile appeared on his face and he said lightly, "Long time no see, Master Chuan."

Master Chuan?

Tang Wang Zhou Xian opened his mouth wide, the ministers were shocked, and the Sanren looked strange. The reactions of the two Luo family mansions were even more wonderful. From the old lady down, everyone was stunned and unbelievable.

Is he the legendary Master Chuan who crossed the fairyland with one word? A few days ago, Master Chuan, who made a lot of noise in Baiyujing and was a dragon that could not be seen from head to tail, was actually an unknown bastard of the second mansion of the Luo family?

How could this be possible...

"Hmph!" Zhou Buchen's face changed, and he swung his sword backhand, like a flash of light, a waterfall in the sky, splitting a sneak attacking Taoist talisman in half.

The spiritual energy in the Taoist talisman burst out, with huge power waves, raging and flowing.

"Whoever dares to embarrass him today will be an enemy of me, Zhou Buchen!" Staring at Yang Bufan, Zhou Buchen said coldly.

In the past, there was a legend in the Tang Dynasty, where one sword fought a country.

Zhou Buchen stood proudly in the Jinluan Palace. He once raised his arm and called for the response of 99,000 fierce men and bandits in the world, and overthrew half of the Tang Dynasty.

Until this time, everyone remembered the grievances between Zhou Buchen and the Tang royal family, and the thousands of souls killed by his sword.

Then, another colder breath rose from behind Zhou Buchen, and the ministers in the palace trembled.

"Wait for me to deal with this little thief first, and then drink with Brother Zhou."

Luo Chuan passed Zhou Buchen, his body movements were like flowing clouds and water, and at the same time, a stern murderous aura enveloped Luo Jiang.

Luo Jiang stepped forward, his eyes flashed with lightning, without fear, showing his half-step wandering skills.

A fight between dragons and tigers is about to take place.

Snap!

Snap!

Snap!

Before Luo Chuan came close, Luo Jiang's body trembled violently, and he retreated more than ten steps. The light in his eyes instantly peeled off, and his face was extremely pale.

He couldn't bear the murderous aura alone... What a big gap!

The King of Tang and his ministers were shocked and looked at Luo Chuan with a complicated look.

"You! You! Do you want to kill people to silence them!" Seeing that Luo Jiang was defeated before they even met, Luo Dexin, the head of the Luo family, couldn't sit still and stood up and cursed.

"Old thief, you talk too much!" A figure flashed by, and a fat man with an ugly face appeared beside Luo Dexin, and slapped Luo Dexin away with a slap.

"Whoever dares to talk nonsense and insult my son again, don't blame Master Li for being merciless." In the horrified eyes of the Luo family, Li Quanfu held his head high and said proudly.

"No matter how powerful you are, you are not as powerful as the word 'reason'!" Looking at the young man approaching step by step, Luo Jiang's face was pale, and he laughed up to the sky: "Luo Jiang is not talented, but for the reputation of my Luo family for hundreds of years, I swear to fight to the death with you, the evil villain!"

Righteous words, glorious and majestic!

Luo Jiang's performance won the respect of most people in the palace, even the palace maids and guards were filled with righteous indignation, looking at Luo Chuan angrily.

"You want to die, I will fulfill your wish." Luo Chuan raised his hand and punched him from dozens of steps away.

Luo Jiang's eyes blurred, and he suddenly saw a huge fist like a falling mountain, pressing down on him. Between the five fingers, the wind and clouds swallowed and rolled like a breath. Every breath turned into a fist the size of a bowl, and it was like a meteor from the sky, bombarding him from all directions!

Luo Jiang's heart was pounding, and he wanted to dodge, but he found that he was stuck in the mud and couldn't move. At the same time as the horror, Luo Jiang's heart was filled with a strong unwillingness.

But even Chen Yusheng, one of the ten young masters, succumbed to Luo Chuan's fist, let alone Luo Jiang, who was just a secular warrior.

Plop!

Luo Jiang didn't even have a chance to react. He slammed his knees on the ground and knelt straight down. The sound of his kneecaps and jade bricks shattering echoed in the hall. At the same time, Luo Jiang's skin burst, his tendons and bones broke, his skin and flesh were torn, his gorgeous robes were stained with blood, and his bones were clearly visible!

The faces of the monks and scattered people changed. They were all ready to stop Luo Chuan and were confident. Luo Chuan's terrifying punch broke Luo Jiang's knees, but also hit them hard in the face.

Luo Jiang was sweating profusely from the pain, almost fainted, his body was like a sieve, and he trembled constantly. He wanted to stand up but found that he was weak all over. He could only lie limply on the ground, looking at Luo Chuan with fear in his eyes.

Luo Chuan's unreasonable punch directly broke all of Luo Jiang's calculations. Unprecedented fear arose from the bottom of his heart, and his mind was in chaos.

"You'd rather die than plead guilty? If a person dies, there's nothing left." Zhou Buchen crossed his arms and sneered. He didn't care about the truth. Even if it was really Luo Chuan who did it, he would help to the end.

Luo Jiang's body trembled imperceptibly, gritted his teeth, and quickly glanced in the direction of Lonely Moon Mountain.

"Slander! Frame up!" Yang Bufan flew out and blocked Luo Jiang: "King Tang, as the ruler of a country, where is your dignity!"

"My poor grandson, in order to maintain the etiquette of the Tang Dynasty, he was beaten to death in front of the palace by the evil people!" Luo Dexin cried bitterly and knelt in front of the Golden Palace: "I hope the king will make the decision!"

Luo Chuan fought in the Golden Palace in front of the civil and military officials and the immortals, not only making the old lady's birthday banquet a joke, but also making King Tang Zhou Xian lose face.

Although Tang Wang Zhou Xian was somewhat skeptical, he still gritted his teeth and said, "Come here, keep this boy!"

Eight national masters, including the old lady of the Luo family, jumped out one after another, and floated into the Golden Palace, surrounding Luo Chuan in the middle. In addition to the national masters, there were the heads of the noble families who were half-step into the realm of wanderers, staring at Zhou Buchen vigilantly, fearing that he would lose face again.

Seeing this, Luo Jiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Under the pressure of Luo Chuan, he almost gave up struggling. Fortunately, he knew very well in his heart that Luo Chuan could suppress him for a while, but he could not resist the general trend in the end.

"Mr. Chuan, your words came true that day and helped me embark on the immortal path. Today I will bloodbath the Golden Palace and kill all these idiots! Help you get out!" Zhou Buchen shook his wrist, and the sword of the flatterer bloomed 108 sword flowers, with a terrifying momentum.

"If you really treat me as a friend, why do you have to calculate so clearly." Luo Chuan smiled faintly and blocked Luo Fu and Bai Yiqing behind him.

"Friend?" Zhou Buchen was stunned, and something gradually appeared in his eyes: "Since I was conferred the title of Marquis of Ning when I was young, no one has ever dared to be my friend. Hahaha, so happy, so happy! In this country of Tang and in this world, you are the only one who deserves to be my friend."