Conferred Gods: Master Tongtian is my master

Chapter 267 Take action and fight!

At this time, Yu Hua also heard the identity of the person who saved him.

He didn't expect that the person who saved him was the master uncle he had never met - Luo Shu.

"Uncle Master... Luo Shu... Master Uncle? It was actually Master Uncle who saved me." Yu Hua murmured to himself, his voice mixed with shock and excitement.

As for his uncle-master, Yu Hua had heard about him before meeting him.

Let alone anything else, just talk about the deeds between his uncle and the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Orthodox School, every one of them makes him admire him very much.

I also want to be someone like him, and I think that if I have the chance in the future, I will definitely pay homage to my master.

Unexpectedly, his master uncle suddenly appeared from the sky and saved him when he was in great danger.

Now, Luoshu's image in Yu Hua's heart became taller again.

So, Yu Hua hurriedly got off the back of the fire-eyed golden-eyed beast and ran to Luo Shu.

With a plop, he knelt in front of Luo Shu, his eyes slightly red, and said excitedly:

"Master uncle, this disciple is Yu Hua, and my master is Yu Yuan, the third generation disciple of Jiejiao."

"Although I have never had the honor of meeting Master Uncle, I am grateful to Master Uncle for saving my life. I am so grateful that I can never repay him!"

Luo Shu was originally exchanging glances with Manjusri Bodhisattva when he was suddenly startled by Yu Hua's figure.

After hearing Yu Hua's words, he understood. He nodded slightly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said slowly:

"Nephew, there is no need to be so polite. You are Junior Brother Yu Yuan's disciple, so you are naturally my disciple as well. Isn't it only natural for me to save you?"

After saying that, Luo Shu waved his sleeves and lifted up the kneeling Yu Hua.

Yu Hua was so excited that he wanted to say something else, but Luo Shu waved his hand to stop him.

"Nephew, I will discuss this with you in detail after I have resolved the issue at hand. You can go back and have a rest first. By the way, my two disciples are here too. You can have some conversation first."

After saying that, Yu Hua followed Luo Shu's hand and saw Yuan Hong and Mu Zha.

Then, Yu Hua nodded, bowed respectfully, and said:

"Yes, uncle."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Hua walked towards the direction of Yuan Hong and Mu Zha.

Seeing this, Luo Shu turned around and continued to look at Manjusri Bodhisattva and said:

"Manjusri, what do you think? Do you want to fight me? Or just back off?"

When Manjusri Bodhisattva heard Luoshu's mocking remarks, a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

He pondered secretly in his heart, analyzing the gap between himself and Luo Shu.

Originally, he thought Luo Shu was just a casual cultivator with no background.

Unexpectedly, the person in front of him turned out to be Luoshu from Jiejiao.

He is a ruthless man who even dares to beat his eldest senior brother Guangchengzi and second senior brother Chijingzi.

If I fight with him, wouldn't I be asking for trouble and pain?

It is even possible that he will end up like Master Huanglong, dead and destroyed.

However, if I just left, where would I put my face? How would my peers in the prehistoric world view me?

Furthermore, if my master knew that I encountered Luo Shu and fled without fighting, I would definitely be reprimanded.

After thinking about it, Manjushri Bodhisattva felt that it was inappropriate.

After a while, Luo Shu saw that Manjusri Bodhisattva was silent and lost in thought, so he continued:

"Hey! Old Taoist, are you ready? If you want to fight, do it as soon as possible! If not, get out of here!"

"Don't delay my reminiscing with my nephew!"

Manjusri Bodhisattva was interrupted in his thoughts by Luo Shu's words. Upon hearing this, a wave of anger surged in his heart again.

Then, Manjusri Bodhisattva thought about his own means of escape and decided to fight with Luo Shu. He looked at Luo Shu fiercely and said disdainfully:

"Hmph, don't be so proud! You are just a third-generation disciple of Jiejiao, what can you be capable of?"

"Listen, since you are so arrogant, I naturally cannot stand it. So, prepare to die!"

After saying that, he took out a treasure - a crutch, circulated the spiritual power in his body, and attacked Luoshu.

Luo Shu's mouth curled up slightly, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he was not in a hurry to take action.

Instead, he was thinking in his heart whether he should take this opportunity to put Manjusri Bodhisattva on the List of Deities.

However, before Luo Shu could think of the result, Manjusri Bodhisattva's crutch appeared before him.

Luo Shu quickly mobilized the magic power in his body, and a faint fluctuation of spiritual power surrounded his body, like an invisible shield, which easily blocked the crutch of Manjusri Bodhisattva.

"Humph, a mere crutch, you think you can hurt me?"

Luo Shu snorted coldly, with a hint of contempt and confidence in his tone.

After easily blocking the attack of Manjusri Bodhisattva, he did not give the opponent a chance to breathe, but chose to take the initiative to attack.

Then, he flipped his hand, and a sharp sword with a cold glow appeared in his palm. It was the Feijin Sword.

Luo Shu held the flying golden sword in his hand, and with a flash of his body, he met the crutch of Manjusri Bodhisattva.

"Qiang——!!!"

A crisp and long sound of metal collision suddenly rang out, like the roar of a dragon or a tiger, shaking the surrounding space.

Manjusri Bodhisattva was forced to take two steps back, while Luoshu did not move at all.

"Manjusri, your strength is not good enough, how about I give way to you?"

Luo Shu's voice was cold and clear, penetrating the surrounding noise and striking directly into the mind of Manjusri Bodhisattva.

Upon hearing this, Manjusri Bodhisattva's expression changed slightly, but he immediately regained his composure.

He knew very well that the opponent before him was not an easy one and he needed to go all out to win.

"Luo Shu, don't be so arrogant. Today, I will let you see my true strength!"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly jumped up, and the spiritual power on his crutch surged, transforming into a giant golden python, pouncing towards Luo Shu with its fangs and claws bared.

Seeing this, Luo Shu curled up his lips into a sneer, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

He was agile and moved like a dragon, shuttling between the golden pythons. The Flying Golden Sword danced in his hand. Every swing was extremely precise and neutralized the pythons' attacks one by one.

At the same time, he also used the cold light of the Feijin Sword to continuously cut the surrounding space, making the entire battlefield shrouded in sword shadows.

"Ten thousand swords fired at once, breaking!"

Following Luo Shu's low shout, the Flying Golden Sword suddenly burst out with dazzling light, and the sword shadow surged towards the golden python like a tide.

Under the impact of the sword shadow, the giant python was instantly cut into countless pieces and disappeared into thin air.

When Manjusri Bodhisattva saw this, he was horrified, but he thought he was a disciple of the saint and had to maintain his image, so he quickly calmed himself down.

He took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body surged, and his entire aura instantly climbed to the peak.

He was seen holding a crutch and leaping up, pouncing towards Luo Shu like an eagle swooping at a rabbit.

"Take advantage of this move from me!"

Manjusri Bodhisattva let out a low roar, and a brilliant golden light burst out from the crutch, as if it contained the power of heaven and earth, and wanted to suppress Luoshu to the ground.

Seeing this, Luo Shu once again held the Flying Golden Sword and flashed past like a ghost.

Almost in the blink of an eye, they had met Manjusri Bodhisattva's crutch, which carried endless power.