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  No one expected that Luo Yu, who was seriously injured and dying, would strike suddenly, and he would be so decisive and ruthless as soon as he struck.

  The four divine swords suddenly appeared, like cutting tofu, and sank into Jiuzu\'s body, severely wounding him and sealing his strength.

   And Luo Yu, who was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered just now, has turned against the guest and kicked Jiuzu\'s arm to pieces.

   Turn over and upside down.

  The whole body burst out with divine radiance, the wound healed, the luster of the Dragon King\'s armor flowed, and it returned to its original state.

   And his face, which was as golden as paper, quickly regained its color and looked radiant.

  The eyes that had lost their expression now revealed a purple-gold divine light, which was extremely dazzling.

"Roar-"

  The two-level reversal was too quick and sudden, and it was not until the Nine Patriarchs let out a scream of pain that everyone was relieved.

"how is this possible!"

   Many ancestral realms did not expect such a situation to occur.

   You must know that the ancestral realm is not talking about it, the body and the use of rule power have reached the pinnacle.

  Even if the power of the rules is not activated, the physical body is comparable to a magic weapon, enough to beat ordinary nineteenth-level powerhouses.

   As a result, it was casually penetrated like this?

   It\'s the same as paper paste.

   They all stared at Luo Yu, no one thought that this native who was jumping up and down just now, desperately trying to escape, could be a **** sixth child.

  When the creatures of the Douluo plane saw this situation, they couldn\'t help weeping with joy and cheered.

   Just now, seeing Luo Yu being easily captured, they really fell into the despair of destruction. Many people even thought about their last words.

   Some people are even saying goodbye to family members.

   Turns out it was a waste of emotion.

   Nine Patriarchs had four swords in his body, and the four swords precisely sealed his acupoints for exerting power.

   "Why, why do you know where my trap door is."

  He let out a fearful and shrill roar.

  The moment he realized that he couldn\'t exert all his strength, he felt extremely terrified and felt absurd.

  Why can an aborigine make a move so fast that he can\'t react? What kind of magical weapon are these four swords?

  Luo Yu said with a smile:

   "Hey, stop talking."

   "Otherwise I will blow your dog\'s head off."

   Nine Patriarch\'s body was in severe pain, and the four divine swords continued to transmit astonishing killing intent, corroding his body and absorbing his power.

  How could it not be called.

"Roar-"

"boom!"

  Luo Yu smiled very kindly at the corner of his mouth. He swung his fist with eleven colors of divine light, and the power of the fist was rolling, like exploding a big watermelon, directly smashing the head of the Nine Patriarchs.

   "Hoo—"

   "Finally quiet."

  Luo Yu picked out his ears as if nothing had happened.

   "I boil!"

   "I boiled???"

   The creatures of Douluo Dalu were dumbfounded, and Qian Daoliu and the others were also dumbfounded.

   Jiuzu lost his head, although he couldn\'t howl, his body was still struggling.

   "Old Nine!"

The Seventh Patriarch was in a trance just now, because he knew the strength of the Ninth Patriarch very well, and he could never have imagined that such a powerful ancestral realm expert could be overthrown by a native. It exploded.

  He immediately waved the ghost flag to help.

  The corners of Luo Yu\'s mouth raised.

   "I want to kill someone."

   "Can you stop it?"

  He raised his sword finger, arousing the killing breath inside the Four Swords of Zhu Xian.

   "Explosion!"

   "Boom—"

   Daoist sword qi criss-crossed in the sky, and the headless body of the Nine Patriarchs swelled directly, and then exploded instantly.

   Flesh and flesh were instantly crushed by countless sword qi, and all the essence was extracted by Zhu Xian\'s four swords.

   "Troughing."

   "The leader is so fierce?"

  Qian Daoliu and the others almost dropped their jaws in shock, and just as soon as they made a serious move, they killed a strong man in the ancestral realm?

   Just kidding.

  Tang Chen rubbed his eyes vigorously, wondering if he was hallucinating.

   "Sure enough, the false leaders were all seriously injured and hammered to death."

   "The real leader is a peerless old Yinbi."

  Seeing Luo Yu standing proudly above the void, shattering the Ninth Patriarch, the four divine swords hovering behind his back, facing the Seventh Patriarch who came to kill him.

  Everyone couldn\'t help sighing.

   "This is the taste of the leader."

   "Old Nine!"

  Seeing that the body of the Ninth Patriarch died, the body of the Seventh Patriarch trembled, and his eyes turned blood red.

   It wasn\'t that he felt sorry for the Ninth Patriarch, but that he felt that it was too embarrassing. The mighty Ancestral Realm powerhouse was overshadowed by a little native?

  Shame, great shame.

   "Boom!"

   When the Seventh Patriarch came to kill, Luo Yu controlled the four divine swords to resist, and exploded bursts of energy sparks in the air, shining on Zhou Tian.

   It was just this confrontation, the pupils of many ancestral realm powerhouses shrank.

"impossible!"

"how is this possible??"

   "This native is the ancestral realm?"

   "It\'s too fake, how could such a garbage plane give birth to a strong ancestral realm."

  The Seventh Patriarch was also greatly shocked, feeling the power to fight against him, completely unable to understand.

   Pupils are big, staring at Luo Yu in shock.

"you…"

   "How could you..."

  Luo Yu sneered.

   "How about it, is it a surprise, or is it a surprise."

   "Old dog, in fact, you have to thank this second arm, otherwise you were the one who was killed just now."

   Seventh Patriarch stared and said:

   "You guy, how could you also be in the ancestral realm???"

"I…"

  Luo Yu just opened his mouth to speak, when his back was severely injured suddenly, and his face was covered with a layer of death.

  When he and the Seventh Patriarch were confronting each other, a figure completely shrouded in black lifelessness behind him silently slapped him.

   Completely defenseless.

   "Sneak...sneak attack?" With all his breath, Luo Yu blocked the Seventh Patriarch, turned around and glared at the black shadow that had condensed the dead energy.

  A cold and hateful voice came from the shadows.

   "Boy, you dare to destroy my physical body and make my countless years of cultivation fall short."

   "However, it seems that you don\'t understand the power of the ancestral realm at all, let alone the power of controlling the rules. This group masters the rules of death. The spirit of death is not extinguished, and the ancestors are not dead. How can you kill if you say so?"

  The Seventh Patriarch laughed loudly and said:

   "Ginger, you are still old and hot, do you think you are smart?"

   "However, you hid really deep enough, and you have unknowingly cultivated to the ancestral realm. I am afraid no one would have thought of it, and you were almost fooled by you."

   "Shameless." Luo Yu clutched his chest tightly, desperately urging his strength to eliminate the dead air permeating his back, but found that it was impossible.

  The beings in Douluo Continent who were just joyful began to get nervous again.

   "Boy, let\'s see if you die this time." The Seventh Patriarch walked towards Luo Yu step by step, and came in front of him, proud of himself, sure of winning.

  Luo Yu\'s lips moved slightly.

   "What did you say?" The Seventh Patriarch smiled triumphantly.

   "I said you are also a two-armed person."

  Luo Yu said loudly, the time and space under the feet of the Seventh Patriarch collapsed, supplemented by the power of space, the rules of time and space permeated, and directly froze his body.

   And Luo Yu seized this opportunity, launched the four swords of Jade Immortals, and Xitong slashed out, filled with the breath of endless killing.

   One sword will kill the Seven Patriarchs.

  The head flew high into the sky, and the widened eyes were full of shock, puzzlement, and anger.

  The body is held in place by the force of time and space.

  Everyone was in the same mood as riding a roller coaster. No one expected that the praying mantis was catching the cicada and the oriole was behind.

  Luo Yu has actually been an old lady twice in a row...

  (end of this chapter)