Luo Fu, with just one move of his sword, broke through the attacks of the Qingtian Sword Ancestor, the Heaven-Suppressing Sword Ancestor, and the two Great Dao Ancestors!
But the fact is that Luo Fu not only defeated the opponent's attack, but even absolutely crushed him.
When the sword intent and sword intent of Sword Ancestor and Dao Ancestor were completely broken.
Luo Fu's countless phantoms of ancient gods and countless sword intentions of the Burial Sword are still there!
As long as Luo Fu draws his sword again, the two Taoist ancestors will definitely die.
Thirty million casual cultivators were all dumbfounded.
They had thought that Luo Fu would be very strong, but they didn't expect that he would be so strong.
"This is really a ghost!"
"The gap in strength between us and Dao Ancestor is already huge."
"And the gap between Dao Ancestor and Luo Fu is so huge."
"Then what kind of existence are we compared to Luo Fu?"
Thirty million casual cultivators were shocked by Luo Fu's strength, and even his Taoist heart began to waver.
A casual swordsman cultivator, whose Taoist mind was unstable, suddenly raised his head and laughed miserably: "Haha, hahahaha! What kind of Tao can we cultivate?"
"The two Dao Ancestors have proven that even at their level, they are no match for Luo Fu."
"Then what else do we, those of us who are second, third, and fourth level casual cultivators of the Immortal Way, practice?"
"Even if we have reached the Great Perfection of Immortal Dao, wouldn't it still be a joke in front of Luo Fu, haha, hahahaha!"
"Tao, Tao, Tao! Where is my Tao!?"
"Where is my path!"
This sword cultivator's confusion was like an unstoppable plague that instantly infected the entire Longmen Dojo.
The atmosphere in the dojo was immediately filled with unprecedented depression and confusion.
When the Great Perfection of the Immortal Path that they longed for most turned into a joke in front of others, this longing disappeared.
The appearance of Luo Fu was first a pair of sharp scissors, which severely cut their final dream into pieces.
All the casual cultivators lowered their heads.
The pair of eyes that had once been so radiant because of their obsession with cultivation and realm, gradually lost their color.
Daoxin is lost.
In the sky, Luo Fu smiled.
It seemed that this bleak scene had already been anticipated in his mind in advance.
His eyes as sharp as swords were shot at the sword cultivator.
"Where is the truth? That's a good question."
Hearing Luo Fu speak, countless casual cultivators raised their heads and stared blankly at "Luo Fu" in the sky.
Luo Fu smiled slightly and said in a long and deep voice: "There is no end to the Tao. We monks will search for it up and down."
"If you can't see the way forward, I will help you clear the darkness and see the light again."
Thirty million monks chewed and savored these words.
A sword cultivator suddenly reacted and waved his arms excitedly: "Fellow Taoists, isn't this the goal of Penglai's sermon!?"
"Every time Dao Master Luo competes, he will talk about it and open up new ideas for us!"
"Where is my path? Master Luo, isn't he just guiding us in the direction?"
"Ah!" Thirty million casual cultivators were all shocked.
Luo Fu smiled and nodded, and said: "Do you want to learn my sword intention? Do you want to know what kind of state of mind I have to create this kind of sword intention?"
"I'll teach you."
I'll teach you.
These four simple words are like a ray of morning light, splitting the darkness before dawn.
All the casual cultivators discovered that their Taoist minds had almost gone astray.
He almost forgot that what Luo Fu had been doing was preaching to them.
An old sword cultivator exclaimed sadly: "I'm too superficial. Before this, I always thought that Master Luo's sermons were just to show off his strength and expand his reputation."
"It turns out that I am short-sighted. It turns out that Master Luo really wants to preach for us and promote us!"
On the platform.
Luo Qingfeng, one of the seventy-two Dao Saints, pointed at the Qingtian Sword Ancestor and the Heaven-Suppressing Sword Ancestor opposite Luo Fu, and said, "Dao Master Luo, why have you not taken action for so long?"
"Both of them have been defeated by your sword."
"Hurry up and pick the fruits of victory in this competition!"
Thirty million casual cultivators suddenly came to their senses after being reminded by Luo Qingfeng.
It turns out that in the process of losing their way to the Tao, they actually forgot that the Tao is not over yet!
And the Heaven-Qing Sword Ancestor and the Heaven-Suppressing Sword Ancestor did not even continue to fight back.
How could they, the two Taoist ancestors, not realize how huge the gap was between themselves and Luo Fu.
He even admitted bitterly that even if the fight continued, the outcome would not change at all.
The Qingtian Sword Ancestor laughed sadly: "My dear Luo Fu, don't talk nonsense!"
"You win! Just do it!"
"Stop being so mysterious here, do you really think that you can teach this old man a lesson?"
Luo Fu glanced at Qingtian Sword Ancestor lightly and said, "Looking at your tone, you are still angry."
"It seems that you are still not completely convinced."
"Have you forgotten that it is you who come to trouble me, not me who provokes the dispute?"
"In that case, I will give you a heart-to-death battle!"
Don't give Qingtian Sword Ancestor a chance to retort.
Luo Fu's eyes swept across the last three Taoist ancestors.
Dongzhou Dao Domain, Taiqing Dao Sect, Taiqing Dao Ancestor.
South China Sea Immortal Domain, Tai Confucian Immortal Sect, Tai Confucian Ancestor.
In the Buddhist realm of the Northern Desert, there are countless Buddhist schools and countless ancestors.
Luo Fu stood with his hands behind his back, smiled confidently, and said: "No need to bother, the three of you, come together."
"What!?"
The scene immediately exploded!
When the three Taoist ancestors heard Luo Fu's words, they all widened their eyes in shock, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
The Heaven-Qing Sword Ancestor and the Heaven-Suppressing Sword Ancestor looked at each other, as if they didn't believe their ears.
Qingtian Sword Ancestor stared at Luo Fu in surprise and said, "My dear, Luo Fu, what do you mean?"
Luo Fu shook his head slowly and said, "I'm a little tired of it."
"The reputation of the Twelve Dao Ancestors allows you to maintain that ridiculous self-confidence."
"I know exactly what's going to happen next."
"After you two are defeated, the remaining three Dao Ancestors will still jump out to challenge regardless of life or death."
"And I must be forced by the situation to have a conversation with them, and finally fight and defeat them."
"At first, it was kind of fun, but now, I'm tired of it."
"So, let's go together."
"You five, come together."
Longmen Dojo was completely quiet.
Not even the sound of breathing could be heard.
Only Luo Fu, whose words sounded so arrogant, gradually disappeared over the dojo.
Let's... fight against five! ?
Luo Fu must use his own strength to challenge the five Dao Ancestors! ?
"You..." Qingtian Sword Ancestor pointed at Luo Fu, but was unable to say a complete sentence.
Throughout his life, he believed that he was already arrogant enough.
But now he discovered that there was someone who was a hundred times, a thousand times more arrogant than him!
Taiqing Daozu frowned and said sternly: "I don't agree!"
"If the five of us join forces and defeat you, what does that mean?"
Taiqing Taoist ancestor is still conceited.
Rather, it is to maintain so-called fairness.
Rather, it is because he does not want others to share the fruits of his victory.
He firmly believed that he could defeat Luo Fu and take over this honor.
Luo Fu looked at Taiqing Taoist Ancestor calmly: "Believe me, even if the five of you join forces, if you can defeat me, you will be considered a glorious ancestor."
"What's more, you don't have this chance at all."
