When three breaths of time passed, Luo Xiu laughed and suddenly raised his hand to create a seal.

boom!

Dozens of miles away, a dark curtain of light suddenly rose, covering an area of ​​dozens of miles in radius.

The faces of many people present changed. Only the Phoenix Clan Martial Lord was not surprised at all, because he had already discovered this when he said it was a trap.

"Let me experience the strength of the Phoenix Clan Martial Lord." Luo Xiu stepped forward. Under the cover of the eighth-order trapping formation, what happened here should not be spread outside for a while.

"You are so confident, it seems that Feng Wunian really died in your hands."

Feng Siyang's expression became solemn. The reason why he didn't take Luo Xiu seriously at first was because he was very young and could not possibly have the strength to compete with Wu Zun. Even Feng Wu, the leader of the Phoenix clan,

Nian's death, he never thought it was Luo Xiu's own hands.

But looking at Luo Xiu's behavior at this moment, it seems that he really has a fighting power comparable to Wu Zun, which is scary.

You know, at the age of twenty-three, this person already has a fighting strength comparable to that of Wu Zun. Wouldn't it be impossible to defeat him in a few more decades?

"Everyone join together and kill him!" Feng Siyang shouted coldly, and immediately glanced at everyone else, "No matter who it is, as long as you help kill this son, our Feng clan will be rewarded generously!"

In order to have greater confidence in killing Luo Xiu, Feng Siyang chose to mobilize other warriors present.
Chapter completed!