Chapter 4377 (1/2)
With Donghe River and Taolai leading the road, Luoxiu can easily find the old nest of Donghe nationality.
From Luoxiu, who crushed the war ship of Donghe nationality, arrived at the old nest of Donghe nationality, and then waved a sword Qi with his hand, and split the gate of Donghe nationality. Even the people of Donghe nationality even just responded.
Donghe ethnic group is very big, as a party power in the great and divine state, it is comparable to zongmen.
When! When! When
The alarm bell rang, which means that there are strong enemies.
The strong of Donghe people also immediately responded. According to the news from the gate, it seems that there are only two strong enemies who have committed them?
”It's the little Lord and a strange young monk.”
”East and Jiangtao?”
Several elders of Donghe family frowned. They all knew that Donghe and Changhong had been ordered to capture Donghe and Jiangtao. As a result, Donghe and Jiangtao have come to the door with people. What about Donghe and Changhong?
”It seems that there is a problem with the traitor Donghe Jiangtao. He has no courage to run to Donghe to make trouble. Then the so-called young monk is his back on the mountain?”
A senior prince who sat in the town of the family rose slowly. He was the East and Tianhe, one of the few strong people in the East and the ethnic group.
”There is a senior Prince sitting here, and anyone who comes is searching for death.” ”Donghe family elders laughed and said, not worried at all.
Then.
Surrounded by the elders, the East and Tianhe were swept up as light and ran towards the gate of Donghe.
At the same time.
It's at the gate of the Donghe family.
The grand gate, which represents the face of a family, has been shattered.
Luo Xiu stood with his hands on his back and his eyes were indifferent. On the opposite side of him, many monks of Donghe nationality gathered together, killing the spirit and being calm.
Donghe and Jiangtao stand behind Luoxiu. It is absolutely impossible to say that they are not nervous. After all, he used to be the little Lord of Donghe family, and he knew the strength of Donghe nationality. Although the real Martial emperor was famous for his reputation, he had to shake the whole Donghe nationality with his own strength, which ultimately made him feel the bottom of his heart.
”A bunch of local chicken dogs want to stop me?”
Rousseau hummed coldly and walked forward.
”Kill!”
With a big drink, many monks of Donghe ethnic group took hand in succession, some people showed their magic skills, some people offered the magic weapon of Shenbing, and various attacks spread out the sky, and the bright lights were crisscross.
Facing the hand of these people, Luo Xiu only raised a finger, and his fingers burst out the golden sword spirit gathered in the real martial road. Under the support of the majestic cultivation, the golden sword light tore the void, smashed everything, and was irresistible and destroyed.
”Ah!...”
With some sad calls, ten monks of Donghe nationality were killed by the golden sword spirit and burned.
But Luo Xiu's hand has no slightest attention. His fingers are continuously pointed, and a golden sword is constantly horizontal and horizontal. As long as it is the person locked by his divine perception, no one can escape the fate of being cut out into dust.
Although the Donghe people also carried out numerous attacks, they could not hurt Luo Xiufen. Before they were near, they were blocked by the golden light curtain, which was like the inviolation of the ten thousand methods.
”It's too strong.” East and Jiangtao looked at this scene behind, and their hearts were terrified to the extreme.
With the increasing number of people who were killed by Luo Xiu, the remaining monks of Donghe ethnic group began to be scared. Because they were attacked desperately, they could not hurt each other. The sword spirit that the other party showed with his hand could easily kill tens of people. Such enemies were almost impossible to understand!
When the East and Tianhe and the elders came.
And he had killed hundreds of the eastern and ethnic monks with the a flick of the his finger.
Seeing the moment of Luo Xiu, the old eyes of the East and Tianhe could not help but shrink. ”What are you really?”