Chapter 530： Young man, you dont speak martial ethics! (2/2)

Luo Xiu continued to swing his fists, the front of his fists was like a gust of wind and rain!

He is not a magnanimous person. Although he didn't take the words that the blood-robed man had ridiculed him in his heart, he was very upset when he heard them.

Since you are unhappy, naturally you have to express it with your fist! !

He wanted the blood-robed man in front of him to swallow all the things he had said before! !

"Peng!!"

"Peng!!"

"Peng!!"

Fists kept falling on the body of the man in the blood robe!

The current Luo Xiu is like a dilapidated man with a cluster of blades. The speed of his punches and the swiftness of his punches have reached an unimaginable level!

Cheers! Cheers!

With every punch hit, a dull boom can erupt!

This kind of thrill to the flesh is unmatched by any weapon.

Moreover, the more important point is that fists are more difficult to cause fatal injuries than weapons.

If Luo Xiu used the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow now, if he didn't control the strength and directly killed the blood-robed man in front of him, it would be boring.

"Enough, I give up!!"

When Luo Xiu hammered his rise, the man in the blood robe in front of him finally couldn't stand his torment, so he gave up the resistance and reluctantly chose to surrender!

In this situation, if he doesn't admit defeat, Luo Xiu will really be hammered to death!

Although he would be resurrected at this level after he died, such a humiliating method of death still made him somewhat unacceptable.

After the blood-robed man chose to admit defeat, Luo Xiu also silently stopped his movements.

Even though he still wants to punch the opponent more, but due to the identity of the blood-robed man, he feels that it is better not to push the latter in a hurry.

"Senior, I should have passed this level smoothly, right?"

There was a polite smile on Luo Xiu's face.

However, in the eyes of the man in the blood-robed robe, he felt abominable in every way he looked.

He waved his hand helplessly, and said softly: "Okay, let's count you passed."

What does it mean to count me as passed?

Luo Xiu was not happy anymore.

He looked at the blood-robed man in front of him, and said with a serious face: "If the seniors feel that it is not possible, we can still learn a few more rounds!"

Upon hearing this, the blood-robed man hurriedly said: "No, I have already recognized your strength!"

That's right.

Luo Xiu laughed inwardly, and then said: "Senior, since I have beaten you, then the promise you made earlier should be fulfilled, right?"

"Well, isn't it my identity."

The blood-robed man patted the dust on his body, stood with his hand held, and said faintly: "I think you should have guessed it too."

"I am the creator of this Slaughter Temple."

"You can call me ‘slaughter’, or you can call me...the lord of slaughter!"

"However, everything in the past is dead, and now I am already dead, and I don't even know where the corpse was buried."

"What you see is just the projection of my power left here."