The group of people came in a fierce manner, with extremely fast speed, and exuded a murderous aura on their bodies. In the blink of an eye, they came closer.

Xu Luo slowly looked up and looked at the group of people below, with a cold sarcastic smile on his lips.

"Kill him." One of the people looked at Xu Luo with red eyes. They were all from the Tianquan Sect.

Another group of people, masked in black, could not tell their identities, but their eyes were filled with coldness when they looked at Xu Luo.

"Kill." One of these black-clothed masked men said a word coldly.

There was another group of people who were covered in their faces. Although they came here, they did not take action at the first time. Instead, they chose to stand aside from a distance and looked at it.

In fact, at this moment, there was still a person standing on the mountain top in the distance. If someone saw it, he would be surprised to find that this person was Xu Shan, the leader of Yuheng Sect.

Xu Shan's expression was solemn. He looked at the scene in the distance, recalling the scene before when the brave young Tianxuan disciple was practicing, and murmured: "I really didn't expect that such a young hero would appear in the small sect of Tianxuan."

Xu Shan was originally in peace here, but when Xu Luo was practicing there, he discovered that he witnessed the entire process of the boy's aura soaring and then being suppressed back.

Xu Shan was so shocked that he had never seen anyone who could suppress the realm after breaking through to the realm of transformation.

At that time, I wanted to go over and chat with the boy, but before he could make any moves, I found that several waves of people rushed towards Xu Luo at the same time.

Xu Shan did not disturb both sides. He wanted to see what kind of combat power the boy would have.

These people from Tianquan didn't care about being recognized at all. They were just blatantly wearing Tianquan's clothes and wanted to kill Xu Luo.

Those masked men in black seemed to have a great grudge against Xu Luo, and they surrounded them with amazing murderous intent.

One of the masked men in black stabbed Xu Luo with a sword. The sword energy was like a dragon and red. With a powerful murderous aura, it crushed all the surrounding mountains, rocks and trees, extremely sharp.

Even Xu Shan, who was observing secretly, was a little stunned by this sword, and then his face became a little ugly.

"The Blood Vajra Palm... becomes the Blood Vajra Sword Technique, can't others recognize it? The powerful Tianxuan, what is he trying to do?"

Xu Shan's eyes flashed and he looked coldly.

Xu Luo also raised his eyebrows slightly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He also recognized the origin of the sword.

It seems that the elder Tianshu is really impatient.

Aside from distracting thoughts, Xu Luo's body did not retreat but advanced, and directly rushed to the black-clothed masked man who stabbed him with a sword. His powerful body showed his power at this moment, and his movements were extremely rapid.

The man in black was slightly stunned, then sneered: "Looking for death."

Xu Luo held the Seven-Star Sword in his hand and emitted a powerful murderous aura, instantly shattering the red sword aura of the masked man in black.

The other party was shocked and wanted to get out.

"It's too late."

Xu Luo stepped on the shaking light step, and with his extremely powerful body, he burst out with extreme speed in an instant. When the masked man in black had not reacted at all, he cut into two halves with the sword and the man.

The bright red blood sprayed in the air with a shrill and cold smell. A bloody smell soared into the sky. The man in black-clothed masked was not dead for a moment. He let out a sharp scream and then rolled down the steep mountain wall.

The opponent's siege of Xu Luo actually stopped for a while.

"He only has the breath of the sword master, but the martial arts are so powerful that the sword is sharp. Don't be afraid, let's go and kill him." A man from Tianquan roared with red eyes.

The others also came to their senses. Thinking that Xu Luo's aura was indeed only at the level of the Sword Lord, and they had absolutely not reached the realm of transformation. Since that was the case, he could be killed on the spot.

"A bunch of idiots." Xu Shan said with a sarcastic expression on the distant mountain top, and then muttered again: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have made such a mistake..."

"puff"

A high-level sword master from Tianquan was stabbed directly into his chest by the seven-star sword in Xu Luo's hand and was killed on the spot.

"Bang"

When the Seven-Star Sword was pulled out of the high-level sword master of Tianquan, it waved and slapped the cheek of a masked man in black who was rushing up, making a very crisp sound.

The masked man in black was thrust out on the spot. The parts on his black hood were covered with the blood of the Tianquan Sword Master just now.

"Bang"

Xu Luo clenched his left fist and punched a masked man in black who was close to him, and even blew the other person's head.

**Breaking and blood flying.

The power of Pojun Qiks is one level.

All this happened only in the moment when the lightning was shining. As soon as those people approached Xu Luo, they suffered heavy casualties, which was much beyond their expectations.

"The little beast's body is terrible and it hurts me so much. My arm is broken."

"Hiss, why is this kid so powerful? I... I can't breathe."

"My arm...my arm is gone, ah."

"Why did my sternum collapse? I don't want to die... I don't want to die."

For a moment, screams came one after another on the mountain, and those people were shocked to find a truth.

As their target, Xu Luo only emitted the aura of a sixth- and seventh-level sword master from beginning to end, but his skills were too terrible, his weapons were extremely sharp, and his physical body was so powerful that it was beyond everyone's expectations.

These people are not completely unaware of it and have never seen a genius, but they swear that they have never seen a monster like Xu Luo.

A sixth and seventh-level sword master actually killed their group of powerful men who were the lowest of seventh-level sword masters so much that they cried and cried, and felt scared... Is there any reason for this?

If they had known this, they wouldn't have dared to come even if they were forced to use a knife.

Xu Luo didn't say anything, and his eyes focused more on these black-clad masked men. Compared to Tianquan who hated him on the surface, Xu Luo hated these guys who had their heads and tails exposed.

"Isn't it just a group of Tianshu warriors? What can I hide? The sword energy that sniffs out from the swords is bloody and red. Can't you see if others are blind people?"

Therefore, Xu Luo was extremely disgusted with these people, and he was not under pressure when he attacked them.

In less than a quarter of an hour, only one of the dozen masked men in black was left intact... This is because this guy is quite cunning, he has been wandering around the periphery, and his strength seems to have fallen into the realm of the peak sword master.

As for those Tianquan people, although Xu Luo did not have time to kill them, they were not having a good time.

The true strength of the third and fourth levels of the Transformation Realm can hurt them with any punch, not to mention that Xu Luo used the Seven Kills of Pojun.

There are only five or six people from Tianquan who can still stand and maintain combat power, and the eyes of Xu Luo are filled with fear.

"Damn it, this is impossible to fight. We are not here to avenge our revenge, we are just here to die." A eighth-level sword master from Tianquan finally couldn't stand this pressure, and his spirit was about to collapse. He roared with tears, then turned around and ran towards the bottom of the mountain.

Who would have thought that he had just run a few steps and was watching but not taking action, one of the masked men who raised his hand and slashed the head of the eighth-level sword master who was unprepared by him.

The remaining few living Tianquan warriors were shocked. Now they realized that this group of people was not their accomplices, but came to protect Xu Luo.

"You, what are you doing?" A warrior from Tianquan jumped out of the battlefield and roared at the man who cut off the head of their companions.

"Hey, when this person goes back, he will definitely leak the news and attract more people. Killing him can avoid future troubles." The other party looked plain, as if he was talking about an insignificant thing.

"You...you can't kill him, are you and this little beast together?" the man asked.

"Haha, what do you think?" The man in a clear face smiled, raised his hand, and a sword light slashed at the Tianquan warrior like a long rainbow.

The warrior Tianquan wanted to dodge, but was shocked to find that the other party's sword was too fast and he could not dodge at all.

I could only watch the extremely fierce sword energy split his body in half.

Crazy... Blood mixed with internal organs flowed all over the ground, and this man died with his eyes closed.

At this time, Xu Luo almost killed Tianquan and Tianshu, the people who attacked him. The other those who were not dead also lost their combat power and shivered on the steep mountain walls. He endured the severe pain and did not dare to emit **.

At this moment, Xu Luo was like a terrible demon in their eyes.

"Oh, this group of side dishes is so good that Masao can make a move, why bother to do it yourself? Masao's sharp claws are already hungry and thirsty."

No matter how Mao Ye shouted in his pocket to send a message to him, Xu Luo was indifferent and refused to let it come out.

Because those masked men who took action to kill Tianquan warriors gave Xu Luo the feeling that they did not look like someone who came to help him.

Moreover, among the people who did not take action, three of them brought him inexplicably huge pressure.

His true strength now has reached the realm of transformation, and his combat power is comparable to that of the third and fourth-level sword kings. How could a person who can make him feel pressure and danger be ordinary?

After the battle, Xu Luo retreated and kept a certain distance from the masked people who did not take action, and then looked at them with cold eyes.

"I really have a special skill. This strength... is no less than the young geniuses of all major sects." A middle-aged man in gray clothes and masked voice praised with a hoarse voice.

Xu Luo clearly felt that the other party deliberately made his voice like this, with the purpose of concealing his true identity. Among the three people who just brought pressure to Xu Luo, there was one middle-aged man.

Another of the group, who looked in his thirties, jumped out while Xu Luo retreated, carried a knife and walked towards the Tianquan and the masked men in black who had lost their combat power, but were not dead, and they killed them one by one.
Chapter completed!