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Bang!

If Luo Yu is hit by a heavy hammer on his chest, his ribs are broken and his body is thrown away.

Bang!

He fell to the ground.

But the bell tower didn't stop when it got the right foot. It jumped up a little bit on the tip of its foot and thrust the sword down with both hands, stabbing Luo Yu who fell to the ground.

The pupil of Luo Yu shrinks, dangerous!

The palm of the hand contains the true Qi to pat the bluestone street, and the body is shaken away by the anti shock force for several meters.

Poof!

The green sword of the bell tower is like a thorn in tofu, easily piercing the bluestone street.

Shua!

While Luo Yu dodges, a carp turns over and jumps up, holding the sword in pain, and then cuts to the bell tower where the sword is drawing.

When!

The bell tower pulls out the long sword to block Luo Yu's sword, and the bluestone Street within five meters of his foot is shattered by the power he has removed.

Dangdangdang!

Two people in the street figure crisscross, a move after a move, all the people staring at, for fear of missing every detail.

The sword's strength is strong, and it cuts out ferocious scars on the street. The bluestone is broken like a ox plough. The houses beside the street are not immune from the damage. The tiles are shocked by the real Qi generated by the fight between the two people, and the people in the room dare to be angry and dare not speak. In modern times, how many years will be enough for the crime of damaging public property!

The explosive and destructive power of the warrior who reaches the innate realm can be beyond human imagination. On earth and in China, the warrior in this realm has become a land immortal in the eyes of ordinary people. It has become a legend. This level of warrior has broken away from the encirclement of ordinary people, and can cause no less damage than a small missile.

Since modern times, the industrial pollution of the earth has become more and more serious, the vitality of heaven and earth has become more and more scarce, and the natural resources and treasures have been excavated and extinct. There are very few martial arts masters who can break through to the innate realm. Luo Yu's cultivation of jiuzhong in his previous life can already be regarded as a martial arts master. In this world, in the ancient Cang continent, where the vitality is strong and the herbs are abundant, the cultivation of jiuzhong after birth is just the beginning of martial arts. Only by stepping into the innate world and cultivating Zhenqi, can he really step into the palace of martial arts.

Not to say far away, in the main city of Qingyang with a population of more than 100 million, there are no less than 100000 congenital experts, and there are no less than one million congenital experts in the whole Qin Empire. Although Luo Yu is now a congenital expert, he is only one of them, let alone the whole continent and the whole world.

Only those who are first in the realm of heaven can be regarded as the strong one, and the King Wu in the realm of divine fire can be regarded as the strong one in the mainland.

”A sword is cold!” And hard after Luo Yu sword, bell tower sword catch Luo Yu a neutral, Shua! He stabbed Luo Yu's waist with his sword, and his waist and abdomen were dyed red.

”Ah...” Luo Yu drinks bitterly in a low voice, and he is also decisive. He grabs the long sword and stops its further development. Meanwhile, the palm of his hand is cut by the long sword of the lower grade of Baojie. His body is still not strong enough. The strength of his body in the second level of bone quenching is only equal to the hardness of the weapon of the middle grade.

Holding the long sword of the bell tower, Luo Yu, holding the purple que sword in the other hand, cleaves down to the bell tower, with the momentum of losing both sides.

The bell tower's face changed slightly. He didn't expect that Luo Yu had the courage to trade injuries for injuries. However, with rich combat experience, he kicked Luo Yu in the belly, and Luo Yu retreated suddenly, and the sword failed. The two separated.

Luo Yu covers the belly stabbed by the clock tower sword, and looks at the clock tower with the light of a beast in his eyes.

”Hum, little beast, although it's the same state of true Qi, I'm two times bigger than you. The gap can't be made up by your strong martial arts skills and superior fighting consciousness,” hummed the bell tower, looking at Luo Yu with a sword.

”Haha, what a shameless old dog! You have said that the two boundaries between the big and the small, I don't know you still have the face to say that if I were you, I would have cut off my face and fed it to the dog”

Luo Yu sneered. This guy has always been a loser.

”You...” The bell tower was itched by Luo Yu's anger. He couldn't speak. His old face turned purple.

Crack!

Luo Yu tears his robe, revealing his upper body full of scars and muscles. The scars prove that he has experienced countless life and death struggles. He ties his robe to his waist and binds the wound.