C33 Stunning four seals

Houtian fifth stage...

When Luo Yu completely revealed his cultivation, it was as if he had thrown a huge rock into a calm lake, causing ripples.

"Houtian fifth stage? "It can't be, how old is Luo Yu?" A thirty year old Ancient Fighters with cultivation in the Houtian sixth stage exclaimed.

Although his cultivation level was higher than Luo Yu's, but how old was he? How old was Luo Yu, his cultivation age was even older than Luo Yu, and Luo Yu was only 12 or 13 years old, such a cultivation level made him flabbergasted, compared to Luo Yu, his own life was like a dog compared to Luo Yu's.

"What kind of fortuitous encounter did Yu'er encounter?" Luo Xingchen and his wife were shocked. The two of them knew that Luo Yu had only cultivated for a few months, and his Houtian fifth stage was already at the peak! This kind of progress could only be described as terrifying.

"Yu'er has grown up and there are many secrets that we don't know about."

Nalan Fang sighed, there was only love and pride in her eyes, that was their son!

"Luo Yu..."

Luo Hua gritted his teeth as he looked at Luo Yu, who was on the stage, filled with both hatred and shock. He had only started with Houtian fourth stage ten days ago, when he was competing with, and his cultivation was even higher than his. Luo Hua didn't dare think any further. He looked at Luo Yu with eyes that contained not only fear but also a deeply buried killing intent …

Qing'er and Nangong Xin'er's hearts trembled, but even more so, they were pleasantly surprised.

"A few months is enough for Houtian fifth stage, there's a problem with this Kid," Yang Lie squinted slightly, feeling shocked in his heart, he thought that Luo Xingchen had used a Magnolia officinalis L to cure Luo Yu a few months ago.

"Luo Yu..." Nangong Na whispered as her eyes glinted with a trace of coldness.

"Little fellow, the expert behind you is truly unfathomable," Wu Qingluo said as she looked at the young man looking down upon him, and her heart filled with certainty.

Nangong Wentian also took in a deep breath. He couldn't do anything about the internal strength to the fourth stage just now with his [Black Iron Barrier], but was he still able to compete with him even after releasing his cultivation? Nangong Wentian laughed bitterly, but the fighting intent in his eyes became even stronger, how could he, Nangong Wentian, be a mediocre person, with Houtian fifth stage? I won't let you go too far, he promised himself.

In his previous life, he was originally a Ancient Fighters of the Houtian ninth stage. As long as his cultivation level reached the level of internal strength, breaking through would not even have a bottleneck for him. It was just like when he tried again every few years after passing the college entrance examination.

Everyone was shocked!

The one who suffered the most was Yang Yan, he hated Luo Yu the most, today, I will make you lose your life!

"Go to hell!" shouted loudly in his heart as both of his blades spun, once again using Whirlwind Slash towards Luo Yu, filled with killing intent, aimed straight at the vital parts of his body, compared to earlier, the power of this Whirlwind Slash was increased by a few folds, without much words, the moment he unleashed his killing move, Luo Yu looked at Whirlwind Slash that was much stronger than before, and even after breaking through the Houtian fifth stage, he did not dare be careless.

Phew...

Luo Yu took in a deep breath and bent his body slightly.

"Shua …!"

It shot towards Yang Yan like an arrow.

After the flash of a blade! Without the Black Iron Barrier, Luo Yu was several times faster than before. When he used the float room, he only saw afterimages.

Exquisite footwork!

Like a butterfly dancing between the blades, she was shuttling between the blades of light. "Luo Yu, it's time to end this!"

Yang Yan's face turned sinister, his blade movements became even faster than before …

"Humph!" You think I don't dare to kill you? "

Luo Yu felt the waves of killing intent from Yang Yan's blade, and no longer treated it as a competition, and watched the figure of the youth from the sidelines, no longer dodging.

"Saber Break Five Peaks!"

With both hands, Mo Yue fiercely slashed towards Yang Yan!

Both of Yang Yan's blades blocked his arms as if they had been struck by lightning. "Falling Rock Fist …"

His left hand turned from the blade into a fist, fiercely smashing towards Yang Yan.

Yang Yan blocked with his elbow …

The sound of bones breaking echoed. Yang Yan flew like a kite with its string cut!

Yang Yan's head smashed onto the ground, causing blood to spurt out of his mouth, a trace of killing intent flashed past Luo Yu's eyes. This Yang Yan had provoked him time and time again, and had even treated him with killing intent.

He was a martial artist, and he was extremely upset! He was a man, a violent man.

He suddenly slashed his blade towards Yang Yan again. From the looks of it, he wanted to kill Yang Yan here.

"Little animal, you dare!" At this time, an explosive shout came from the small building.

Swish! A handful of Long Sword pierced towards Luo Yu. Luo Yu was shocked, the power and power carried in this sword was not something he could contend against.

Clang!

The saber landed on the blade, and at the same time, his body continuously retreated.

Puchi …

The Long Sword landed on the ground, while Luo Yu spat out a mouthful of blood.

Yang Lie climbed down from the small building and helped Yang Yan up.

"Father …" Yang Yan's heart was bitter, his eyes filled with unwillingness and hatred.

"Little animal, you dare to kill!" Yang Lie did not answer, but turned his head and roared at Luo Yu.

"Heh heh!" "Your precious son tried to kill me first." Luo Yu laughed coldly, not fearing an expert in Houtian ninth stage in the slightest.

"You …" Yang Lie was furious, he wanted to attack Luo Yu.

"Enough, Brother Yang. For a battle between juniors, you have crossed the border." At this time, two figures flew down from the small building and arrived beside Luo Yu.

"Father, Mother …" Luo Yu's heart relaxed as he called out, it was none other than Luo Xingchen and his wife.

"Haha, son, good job!" Luo Xingchen patted Luo Yu's shoulder and laughed.

"Brother Luo, is this how you educate your son? A martial arts competition actually wants to kill someone! " asked.

"Heh heh!" "Brother Yang, whose son was the first to act with killing intent? You and I were both watching upstairs, there's no need for me to say more, right?" Luo Xingchen said with a cold smile.

"That's right, your son had killed Yu'er three to five times, it's fine if we don't teach him a lesson first. Also, how should we teach our son?!" Nalan Fang also shouted softly, standing together with her husband, protecting Luo Yu.

Hearing that his parents had always been protecting him in the dark, Luo Yu's heart warmed and his eyes became a little astringent.

"Hahaha, good, very good! This time my son's skills are inferior, I won't say anything more!" Yang Lie laughed angrily, pulled Yang Yan along, and was about to leave, after that he turned around and sneered, "Today's matter, I, Yang Lie, will remember it." Then, he brought along the humiliated Yang Yan and left.

Luo Xingchen and his wife did not say a word and returned to the small building.

"Defeat …" "We've lost!"

"Yang Yan lost …"

"Luo Yu almost killed Yang Yan!"

The competition grounds immediately erupted into an uproar. All kinds of surprise, the commotion was like a tidal wave, shining brilliance in Qing'er and Qing'er's eyes as they looked at the youngster on the competition grounds. She was getting further and further away from his footsteps …

The two girls suddenly felt a surge of motivation. At least they did not want to let him down too much.

Luo Hua's face paled, the killing intent in his eyes grew even stronger. "Little waste, how long are you going to be so arrogant for?"

"Hehe, I never thought little brother would improve so quickly." A few months ago, I only saw him with postnatal triple, and in a few short months, he already reached Houtian fifth stage. "Wu Qingluo was shocked, and became even more convinced that there was an expert supporting Luo Yu behind him, so he could only be friends and not enemies.

Luo Yu had replaced Luo Hua as the number one person among the young generation of Luo Family to defeat Yang Family. Naturally, they were happy, but they felt that with a light on their faces, Nangong Wentian's hands could be seen tightly clenching her fists, her joints crackling loudly. However, she immediately let go of his hands and walked over with a bitter smile.

said in a bland voice. After being repeatedly forced to stop Luo Yu from being so gentle with his killing moves, the result was self-evident, Haha, there's no need for that anymore. "

Nangong Wentian smiled bitterly as he looked at Yang Yan, who was being led away by Yang Lie, and shook his head with a bitter smile.

Luo Yu was not one of those who bullied the weak and feared the strong. "I do not have the confidence to win against Brother Luo's Houtian fourth stage, not to mention, you have broken through again now …"

"But how could I, Nangong Wentian, let you go after that? When I break through to Houtian fifth stage, I will fight you again!" With a twist of his body, he regained his former self-confidence.

After cupping his fists towards Luo Yu, Xiao Yi turned around and left.

Luo Yu muttered to himself as he watched Nangong Wentian's elegant and unrestrained back.

Luo Yu walked down the arena. "Young Lord was so mighty earlier!"

"Hmph, now that we have the Young Lord, I want to see if he still dares to be so arrogant in the future …"

"Just now, Family Head and Madam were truly peerless in their domineering ways. Haha, order Yang Family Master Yang Lie to retreat!"

The disciples of the Luo Family all surrounded him in a flattering manner. At this moment, they had changed their way of addressing him as Young Lord, and now that they saw him as the Young Lord, the person who had once called him waste did not dare to speak anymore. As for Luo Hua, it had already become the style of the past.

This was the world of the Ancient Fighters. They only believed in one rule, the strong were respected …

"Little brother Luo Yu, you were so cool earlier."

Wu Qingluo walked out from the crowd with a light smile.

"It's been three days since we last met!"

"Sister Sister Qing Luo!"

Luo Yu cupped his fists and said: "I am grateful to Sister Sister Qing Luo for giving me the storage bag."

Right now, he knew the value of the storage bag he was given, it was not the slightest bit off from his Common Tier High Grade or weapons, so the only person who could gift such a gift in front of him was Dobao's shopkeeper, Wu Qingluo.

"Hehe, this little brother doesn't see you as a stranger. The first time I saw you, you already felt that you and big sister were fated. A mere storage bag is nothing."

When Luo Yu heard this, he secretly thought about what intentions Wu Qingluo had towards him. As a person who had lived two lifetimes, he believed that there would definitely be a good thing that he would fall into a trap in this world, but he could not think of any plans she had towards him. As the manager of the Dobao, Wu Qingluo's cultivation level and status were not inferior to his father's.

After saying a few cold goodbyes to Nangong Xin'er and the rest, he brought Qing'er and the other disciples of the Luo Family back.

But in today's battle, when Yang Yan challenged the two chosen, his name resounded throughout the entire White Dew Town. It became a topic of discussion after the meal.