The sword suddenly seemed to be like a bamboo shoot, roaring with raging anger. However, just after flying three meters, a crack sounded, and the snow-white blade broke from the middle and broke into two pieces.

The half-cut sword fell to the ground, Chen Hong held the other half, his body trembled slightly, and he was so scared that he retracted his head and did not dare to say anything again.

Pojun looked at him with contempt, "I can't even keep the spirit sword. What qualifications do I have to fight with me?"

Everyone in the Bai family breathed suffocated and instinctively retreated, for fear of accidentally offending the demon king of the world.

The monks around also retreated one after another, fearing that they would cause trouble.

Wang Chen raised his hand, lowered his eyebrows and said with his eyes: "We have no intention of offending. Do you have any misunderstandings about us?"

Po Jun glanced at Jiang Luo and said coldly: "I never need a reason for killing people. If you have to find a reason, you are too ugly and make me feel disgusted."

Jiang Luo stood up and said generously: "Senior Brother Third, are you making things difficult for them? Is it because of me?

I was standing beside Wang Chen just now, and if the sword tilted at all, it would definitely hit me."

Po Jun didn't even raise his eyelids and snorted coldly: "What's the matter, so what's the matter if it's not?"

Jiang Luo smiled, "They are all my old friends, how can I not save you when I die?"

As soon as these words were said, the Bai family disciples were grateful to Jiang Luo and couldn't help but approach him, and Wang Chen and Chen Hong also had the intention of surrendering.

The Jialan Tower is unpredictable. With their strength alone, even if they can go out alive, they will suffer from bruises and injuries. If Jiang Luo supports him, the situation will be completely different.

Po Jun still looked at Jiang Luo without any help and snorted coldly: "Since you want to be a hero to protect these trash, let's fight me. If you win, I will get out of the Jialan Tower immediately.

If you lose, no matter the people in Jialan Tower or the Ouyang family, you must be my coach."

There were screams from the crowd, all looking at Jiang Luo, hoping that he could win Pojun.

"Zhengmaster Jiang, we support you, you must win." A monk plucked up his courage to fly to Jiang Luo and handed over a bottle of Shangyuan Pill.

Jiang Luo politely declined the man's kindness, and his kind eyes swept across everyone, then slowly fell on Po Jun's face, "It turns out that the third senior brother came from thousands of miles and took several turns just to challenge me.

You want to talk to me,

Just say it straight, why bother to implicate the innocent?"

Pojun shook his head and said, "I just want to ruin your reputation and let everyone know that I am more qualified to inherit the position of Star Lord than you."

Jiang Luo frowned, "What did you say?"

Chen Long curled his lips and said with great enthusiasm: "You really don't know? Ten days ago, the master announced that he would select one from his disciples and inherit his grand throne. If it weren't for the position of star master, how could I return to the Hanhai?

You are calling the most popular at the moment, of course I want to take action against you.”

Ouyang Lianhua stood in the air outside the tower, listening to the conversation between the two people sincerely.

If it weren't for the position of Star Lord, how could I return to the vast sea?

This sentence is like a heavy hammer, shattering all her fantasies about Pojun. Her years of infatuated waiting completely became a joke.

It turns out that in Pojun's heart, there really is no place for her. Even without family resistance, Pojun will not be willing to live her life with her.

Jiang Luo thought to himself: "How could the Lord of Dongyue Star is prosperous in spring and autumn? How could he give up his position to others? Eighty-most of them are making a name to let the disciples kill each other and take the opportunity to eliminate dissidents."

"Since you have decided, we might as well go outside and fight to avoid injuring innocent people," Jiang Luo pointed out.

Po Jun nodded slightly, his slender body turned into a long rainbow and flew out from the door.

People surrounded Jiang Luo and earnestly asked him to win.

Jiang Luo smiled and said, "Please rest assured, I will definitely deal with this guy Pojun."

"Zengzhu Jiang, we believe in you, you must win."

Jiang Luo, with everyone's eager hope, walked slowly outside the tower, glanced at the high Pojun, and took out the Heshi Bi directly.

As soon as the Heshi Bi appeared, it immediately caused cheers. The monks who had not yet entered the tower kept their eyes open and waited to watch the earth-shaking battle.

Before taking action, Jiang Luo turned to Ouyang Lianhua and asked, "Sister, if you can't bear to leave him, I will definitely show mercy to him."

Ouyang Lianhua shook her head and said, "He has put aside the past, why should I be self-indulgent? You can hit him as much as you want, and don't worry about my feelings."

Pojun stared at the Heshi Bi and said suspiciously: "Can an ordinary jade bi really turn the world?"

Heshi Bi is like a graceful butterfly,

A circle of dances in the air, emitting a faint light.

At this time, the power of space had not yet been shot out, and people had already held their breath and retreated in amazement.

Po Jun spanned several steps in the air, and the spirit sword in his hand shook, instantly transforming into thousands of sword shadows, pressing towards the Heshi Bi together.

"Certainly!"

An incredible scene happened, and Pojun and countless sword shadows were frozen in the air, unable to even blink their eyes.

The crowd around them seemed to be fixed, unable to move their bodies, and unable to activate their spiritual power, but they could still speak.

Jiang Luo was overjoyed. After unremitting efforts, he finally found the layout of using Heshi Bi, so that he would not settle down on all living things.

As Po Jun flew up a sword, he whispered, and the tip of the sword pierced the flesh and pierced into the beating heart.

The heart is the origin of life. Once the heart is damaged, it is likely to end up with Yang Hongtu and become a waste that cannot be cultivated.

Pojun was extremely scared and wanted to beg for mercy, but he was too strong to open his mouth.

After a while, Po Jun was covered in blood, his hands and feet were broken, and he had no previous arrogant aura and domineering spirit, and he completely became a fish that could be slaughtered.

The time was not long, but the spiritual power was consumed. Jiang Luo was worried that he would faint again, so he took back the Heshi Bi in time.

Many people who came here finally saw Jiang Luo's power. They were excited and kneeled down and wished they could offer Jiang Luo a sacrifice.

Jiang Luo's face was a little pale, sweat beads rolling on his forehead, and he looked at Ouyang Lianhua again, "Sister Lianhua, what are you going to deal with Pojun?"

Ouyang Lianhua turned her head, unwilling to look at Po Jun again, worried that the last trace of fantasy would be broken, and worried that she would be soft-hearted and bad.

"I don't know, you...you can do it, don't ask me."

Pojun opened his mouth and wanted to beg for mercy, which aroused Ouyang Lianhua's pity, but he was bleeding and could not say a word.

Chen Long glanced at Po Jun angrily and shouted, "Master, kill this guy quickly. Last time he met in another plane, he didn't say anything and attacked me directly. Fortunately, I ran fast, otherwise I would have died at his hands."

Many people followed suit and said, "Kill him, kill him."

When Jiang Luo heard these calls, he no longer hesitated and cut off Pojun's head with one sword.
Chapter completed!