The looted women were screaming in shock.

They couldn't help but close their eyes and never dared to see the scene that was destined to be a bloody rain.

"Are you looking for death?" Soothing Gu Yuena who was about to explode, Luo Jiutian sneered and looked at the bandit who came in front of him, watching him break through the sky with a long sword, carrying a sharp sword light, and slashing with an astonishing howling sound.

The bandit is very confident.

He has done this kind of thing many times, and he is very skillful.

I had to have some concerns before. Since Zhang Mazi was incorporated by the national teacher Tang San and put on a layer of skin from the regular army, he has become much bolder again. Today, this kid is unlucky and meets his talented Three Ring Soul Lord!

It’s time to send him down to see the King of Hell!

However, this stunning beauty cannot be hurt at all, otherwise it would be him who would be skinned if Zhang Mazi was punished for tribute.

The border between the two countries is the most chaotic. In addition, there are many mountains and forests. More than a dozen bandits gathered in the troubled times. The leaders are all the Soul King Soul Emperors of the Fifth and Sixth Rings, and most of them are Soul-Soul Sects of the Third and Fourth Rings. They are the Soul-Soul Sects of the Third and Fourth Rings. They are showing their power in the deep mountains and old forests on the Swan Lake.

The old saying goes, Xingluo makes a sound horse, Xingluo has many swordsmen, but in fact, there are heavenly fights. The more prosperous and prosperous the place, the more bandits are rampant. They are strong but cannot tell the truth. They are not accepted by the two empires and the Spirit Hall.

But now, because of Tang San, the gap between the combat power and the Xingluo Empire is directly widened!

They had some people to endorse the letter, so they naturally became more and more murderous and set fire, and they did everything!

Zhang Mazi is the leader among them. In the years when he became a bandit, Zhang Mazi's lives were not thousands or hundreds. You should know that everyone in the world has martial souls. Less than one ten who can become a soul master are mostly waste martial souls!

Except for the Master Su Yuntao who defied the heaven and changed his fate, the rest, saying that you are a waste of martial soul is that you will die!

Zhang Mazi looked at his subordinates with a smile. He seemed to have seen a scene in front of him that he had given Gu Yuena to the Avalanche Emperor and was promoted to the title and honor and pet. In addition, he had recently incorporated two or three nearby forces, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became bigger and bigger, becoming more brilliant and exaggerated.

"Don't cut it into pieces, I'm going to strip his clothes!"

Zhang Mazi shouted, in his opinion, Luo Jiutian must be a young man from a wealthy family. Otherwise, ordinary people would not even have enough food in such troubled times, so they would not have time to wander around, be able to wear embroidered brocade clothes and jade belts, and ride tall horses.

There is also a beauty who is surrounded by her and has a peerless appearance.

"Boy, being able to die in the hands of the Soul Lord is also considered a fortune you have cultivated in your previous life. After decades of swords, I will keep you from hurting or itching, and there will be no pain at all! The uncle will help you burn the body in a while so that you will not be eaten by a wild dog!"

"Reincarnate with peace of mind, your women and men will take good care of you!"

The young bandit showed ferocious face, his eyes emitted a cold light, and he kept sneering. He seemed to have seen Luo Jiutian's body separate and died with his eyes open, as if he had seen Gu Yuena being pressed under him and venting freely.

This is life, you can enjoy a grudge, eat a lot of meat, and spend a lot of money.

I think he had always had mediocre qualifications before he went up the mountain. Fortunately, he had endorsed the national teacher Tang San, and the Tiandou Empire sent a master of martial soul theory to teach them how to practice, so he made great progress.

Now he has more than a few dozen lives in his hands!

Thinking back to the beginning, before I followed Zhang Mazi, I was just a butcher. Not to mention marrying a wife and having fun, I couldn’t even have enough food to eat, and I was often bullied by nobles at all levels, and beating and scolding was common.

When I was in the Tiandou Empire, I saw those men wearing silk and satin, and I didn’t dare to raise my head, for fear of hitting the nobles. That was not a rebuke, but often used a knife to kill people and demoted them to slaves.

He didn't even dare to sleep too hard, for fear of being killed if he woke up overnight!

After being frightened for more than half a year, the national teacher Tang San successfully took office. As soon as he came to power, he issued several great wishes. These butchers, son-in-law and prisoners were imprisoned in the military camp and trained by Master Yu Xiaogang. After training, they rushed to the subordinates of the major bandits!

While committing the crime under the order, the national teacher suddenly narrowed the gap with Xingluo for decades. He is really a win-win expert!

Whenever he saw those rich people kneeling in front of him and begging for mercy and playing with their women, he would feel grateful for Tang San and Yu Xiaogang, so he tried his best to kill people and raise food and grass for the national teacher.

The bandit grinned: This kid must have been frightened, and he has not reacted at all until now!

The bandit couldn't help but burst into an indescribable pleasure, just like the inspiration that he had to shake twice after going to the toilet. And just as he fantasized that Luo Jiutian would become another dead soul under his sword, a loud bang came from his martial soul!

He looked subconsciously.

Only then did he realize that the long sword was slashing more than a foot outside Luo Jiutian's forehead, but it seemed to be chopping on a steel plate. No matter what, he could not drop half an inch. And he was shocked to see that the guy's two fingers gently clamped his martial soul~

My long sword cannot be pulled out, and my martial soul cannot be taken back!

It's a big day to see him. He is only seventeen or eighteen years old. The master said that even a soul master is a soul master who is corroded by virtue of wealth and wealth. There are only a few famous geniuses in the mainland!

The young bandit showed an incredible look on his face.

He shouted angrily, and the veins on his forehead swelled up, and he once again increased the force, but there was no change in the end, and the long sword remained motionless!

"You have laughed enough? Have you played enough? Are you satisfied with your fantasy?" Luo Jiutian finally looked up and straightened his body slightly.

"Then prepare to die!" Luo Jiutian, who was riding a silver horse, had a clear gaze and a very calm voice, as if what he encountered was not an extremely bloody interception scene, but just a trivial matter like going out for spring.

"Even if my Luo Jiutian Taoist Qi is overflowing, the dragon's energy is overdrawn, the soul power is dry, and even the martial soul cannot be used, it has not fallen to the point of being ridiculed by the little bandits! But there is no waste to even protect his own woman!"

That's right, in the battle to break the God Realm, he forced himself to use the second martial soul and second ring to the realm of the second martial soul, and tossed himself to a difficult time. Now the sequelae are still rolling in his body. But how can he get a reputation for so many years?

With his physical body and fists alone, he can stand invincible in front of ordinary titled Douluo!

After a sentence came to an end, the young bandit's expression changed wildly, and his body trembled uncontrollably: Tang San, a national teacher who returned from the Sea God Island, said that Luo Jiutian, who suppressed an era, was suppressed by the enthrone Posesi on the Sea God Island for 100,000 years because of his confrontation with the Sea God!

National teacher Tang San will never lie!

The guy in front of me is a human or a ghost!

Not only the young bandit, but more than a dozen people behind him, led by Zhang Mazi, were also dumbfounded and unbelievable. The women who were robbed suddenly burst into their eyes with a strong desire to survive. They lived around the Wuhun Hall, so they naturally heard about it...

Luo Jiutian's eyes suddenly shone coldly. He stretched out his right hand and used the skill of a snapping finger. He bounced his fingers on the young bandit's long sword spirit. With a "clang" sound, a "crack crack" sound came from his martial soul!

As if he was hit by Tang Hao's Haotian hammer, a huge impact sounded. The young bandit only felt that the touch disappeared, and the martial soul disappeared without a trace. His young face was full of fear, but he wanted to speak, but found that he could not even speak.

He subconsciously wanted to hold on to the reins, but found that he could not command his body!

It was like being hit by a rock, and the young bandit was like being bombed by a locomotive. It flew backwards hundreds of meters away like a kite with a broken string. It suddenly broke eighteen towering trees, and then it turned into a pile of meat sauce and fell to the ground!

Everyone's hands and feet were cold, and they felt a cold air crawling to the skull. Even Zhang Mazi's previous hideous and arrogant expression now became as pale as paper. There was no trace of fierce aura again, leaving only a strong fear.

Zhang Mazi only felt his blood rushing up, blocking his throat, trying to open his mouth but unable to make a sound. He trembled with his hand and wanted to turn around and leave: the blow just now reached the strength of the Soul Emperor or even the Soul Saint, but the other party didn't even take out the martial soul!

At this moment, a sound of Xilulu sounded, and Yinhema raised his front legs and neighed, proud and disdainful!

"Oh, my mother."

"My butt hurts so much that this beast doesn't know what crazy he is, but he dares to fall!"

"Damn, I don't believe that he is really Luo Jiutian. Who has ever seen Luo Jiutian?"

The bandits rubbed their butts and got up from the ground. The horses under them seemed to be crazy and didn't obey the command at all. They even overturned their masters to the ground in an extremely violent manner. They were now neighing and running around in panic!

"What a damn evil, this kid is a human or a ghost!"

"Even if he is true, he will tie him up and offer it to the National Normal University!"

The bandits rubbed their eyes and told themselves that they were all hallucinations. Only Zhang Mazi hid behind everyone secretly and stepped back carefully. When everyone smiled and walked forward again, Zhang Mazi ran away!

"Your body seems to have taken another step."

On the horse's back, Gu Yuena gently stroked Luo Jiutian's arm, feeling the delicate skin and soft muscles. She could sense the explosive power under her clothes. Not knowing what she thought of, Gu Yuena's face turned red.

Gu Yuena: I was a little unable to withstand him before, but now I will have to torture people to death...

That’s right, although the sequelae are very obvious, the battle above level is not without benefits. Under the erosion of powerful magic power, Luo Jiutian directly broke through the ninth level of the first turn of the Nine-Turn Profound Art, and he can fight against the titled Douluo alone in his body and the ultimate Douluo in the air!

The Nine-Turn Mysterious Art, each of which has twelve levels, is divided into Nine-Turns, and the more you go, the more difficult it is to break through.

The first level can be undefeated below the Mahayana level, while the second level can practice to the peak, and you can forcibly overcome the tribulation, facing the rolling sky thunder without changing your face! But you don’t know how powerful the realm is at the fifth level or above Luo Jiutian doesn’t know at all!

You should know that even the two war gods of the Battle of the Gods and Journey to the West, when they appeared, Yang Jian, who was crossing the battlefield, had only nine-turn mysterious skills and three-turns, while Sun Wukong, who fought at the Heaven Sect, had only eight-nine-nine mysterious skills and the so-called big-grade celestial immortal skills!

As for the Nine Turns of Mystery, it is an unimaginable state, with only one great god named Pangu......

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