Chapter 103 (1/2)

At the moment when he was on the verge of death, Luoxiu broke through the limit and combined the heart of martial arts, the realm of sword technique and the spirit of killing and cutting into one sword, and understood the mystery of sword meaning.

The meaning of killing the sword is to kill the sword.

It can be said that the martial sense is the exclusive of the powerful king of Wu, and a few of God refining Wuzong with excellent talent can also understand and master it.

Luo Xiu, however, is only a congenital realm, but on the level of realm, he almost keeps pace with many powerful Wuwang.

Even some King Wu failed to understand the mystery of mastering martial arts.

It is reasonable to say that one can't master martial arts without divine consciousness. However, Luoxiu, a gifted martial arts teacher, has done this unconventional thing.

Shen Yuannan was shocked and surprised, but also quickly collected and scattered part of the power of Qingguang tripod.

After breaking the shackles of King Wu's pressure, Luoxiu's body quickly retreated and dodged.

”Bang!”

After all, Luoxiu still couldn't avoid it completely. He was scratched by Qingguang tripod. The body of the high-level combat body almost broke, and his body flew out, blood and flesh were blurred, and he was in a coma on the spot.

Shen Yuannan catches Luo Xiu in a flash and looks at his injury. He doesn't die. He still has a breath.

”Grandma, it's you who play with your life, but I'm scared by you.”

Seeing that Luo Xiu was only seriously injured but not dead, Shen Yuannan breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help laughing and scolding.

”At a young age, this boy can gather a murderous spirit far beyond his peers. Obviously, he has killed a lot of inborn people. There is even a Shenshen Wuzong, which shows that this boy is a cruel character in killing and attacking.”

”But this boy dares to come to me and let me use the cultivation of King Wu to let him feel the oppression of life and death. This little bastard is cruel enough to himself!”

”Be cruel when you should be cruel. No matter to yourself or to the enemy, if this guy grows up, he'll be a hell of a bitch!” Shen Yuannan said to himself, took out a healing pill, broke open Luo Xiu's mouth and stuffed it in.

He is a strong man of King Wu. He has at least five kinds of healing pills with him. One of them is thousands of Yuan Qi stone. If he doesn't like this boy, he won't give it to others.

At this time, Lin Jiaer happened to come to Shen Yuannan's residence. As soon as she opened the door, she felt the intense fluctuation of vitality in the room.

Looking up, the room was in a mess, as if there had been a fierce fight.

”Master, what's going on?” Lin Jia'er looks puzzled.

”Jia'er, it's just right that you came here. Come and help me take this boy back.” Shen Yuannan said.

”This boy was beaten by Qiankun of Dingzhen by my master. But I have given him a healing pill. I'm sure he won't die.”

What Shen Yuannan said casually made Lin Jia'er really shocked.

Master is a strong man of King Wu. Naturally, he would not hurt Luo Xiu for no reason. Besides, she also gave him healing pills. She knew the value of a five grade pill.

Is it possible that Luoxiu came to challenge master, and then he was severely injured?

When this incredible idea comes out of her mind, the first reaction of Mrs. Lin is that it is extremely ridiculous!

”Although Luoxiu has some talent, it is not much different from me. He dare to challenge the king of Wu. He really does not know the height of heaven and earth.”

Her preconceived mind gave Luoxiu a similar label. Naturally, there was a reason why the master said that she was not as good as the other.

Shen Yuannan didn't explain much, and he didn't know his apprentice's idea of a wonderful flower because of his casual words.

She walked forward and put her arm on her shoulder. Only then did she notice how serious the injury was.

The meridians in the body are broken countless times, and the cultivation of one's body is worn out. The clothes are ragged and hardly cover the body. If it was not for the vigorous medicinal power of five grade pills to cure the wound, it would be very difficult to recover from the injury.

But Lin Jia'er's heart actually secretly said that he deserved it. Who let this guy not know how to challenge the king of Wu?

Is the dignity of a strong man in the king of Wu to be provoked by a little inborn martial master?

As soon as Lin Jiaer helped Luo Xiu go out, Shen Yuannan spilled a bloodstain from the corner of his mouth. At the critical moment before, he forcibly recovered some of his scattered strength, so he was bitten back.

The majesty of King Wu's strong man made him endure the injury all the time and could not be seen by his disciples who happened to come in.

In this way, she helped Luo Xiu in a coma, and Lin Jia'er sent him to the door of the secret room where he used to practice.

Lu Mengyao is also about to come to Luo Xiu. When he sees how close he is to a woman, he looks slightly stunned.

She didn't know the woman, but she could see that the woman's appearance was not much worse than her own, and her accomplishments were higher than her own.

Lu Mengyao doesn't know Lin Jiaer, but she does.

”You're Lu Mengyao. Luo Xiu didn't know how lofty and generous he was to challenge my master, so he was seriously injured. Since you are here, help him in.”Seeing Lu Mengyao, Lin Jia'er naturally doesn't want to continue supporting Luo Xiu. She has never had such close contact with other men.

Lu Mengyao didn't know who the master was. From the tone and manner of the other party, she could feel that the relationship between her and Luo Xiu was not what she thought.

Hearing that Luoxiu was seriously injured, she noticed that he was in rags and covered with blood.

Her face was worried, and she quickly stepped forward to hold him.

Lin Jiaer didn't explain anything. She took a look in disgust. She was stained with a trace of blood because she helped Luo Xiu. She turned and left directly.

In the secret room, Lu Mengyao lay Luo Xiuping down, and then brought water to wipe the blood on his body.

Her eyes were startled by the cracked wounds. She did not know why Luoxiu was beaten like this, who was the master of that woman, and why she put such heavy hands on him?

Lu Mengyao cried bitterly. She scolded herself as useless. She could only be a drag bottle. She asked Luo Xiu to protect herself every time. However, she could not do anything or help him.