"Robbery! Hand over all your valuables, hand over all your beauties!" The big man put his hands on his hips and shouted triumphantly, "Hurry up, hand over all the valuables. Hey!"

The big man Luo Hu felt sweet in his heart, and his whole body was floating in ecstasy. Every pore seemed to be releasing immortal spirit. Looking at the countless cultivators, especially those high-ranking sect leaders who were once so high and mighty that he dared not even look at them directly, and those beautiful female cultivators who were so beautiful that he could only imagine them in his mind at night, he was so excited that his whole body was shaking.

As if he was in the clouds, Luo Hu had truly reached the pinnacle of his life at this moment. He could not get rid of that wonderful feeling. He only wanted to be so glorious, so high and mighty, and to dominate the life and death, honor and disgrace of countless people for the rest of his life!

Oh, and there are also those lovely officials in heaven!

In the mining supervision office of Canglan Mountain, any lowly clerk who came out would scare Luo Hu to death, so much so that he would lose his mind and kneel on the ground shivering like a puddle of mud.

But now!

Didn't the director of the Mining Supervision Office, Hu Dali, kneel on the ground?

Those petty officials in the Mining Supervision Office were running around crying and shouting, and some were even killed on the spot by his invincible puppet army, turning into broken corpses!

Such satisfaction, such passion!

Luo Hu laughed loudly, and under the protection of a large group of sword puppets, he walked towards the pale-faced girls in red dresses with a swaying step.

After walking a few steps, Luo Hu suddenly raised his head and looked at the sword curtain that surrounded the entire mining supervision office. Seeing that the sword curtain was still bright and clear, he was relieved and laughed three times.

Ninety-eight years ago, Luo Hu was just a small miner under the direct jurisdiction of the Mining Supervision Office. Compared with those lowly mine slaves who could die at any time, his status was barely higher and he was considered a commoner at the bottom of the society.

Luo Hu was born in a bad family, and his innate character is even worse. He likes women, but as a small miner, how can he have the spare money to think about those things? Every month when his salary comes, 99% of it is used to fill that bottomless pit.

When he had no money, every day he would look at those high-ranking female cultivators and fantasize in his mind about how he would make love with them and how he would have fun with them.

Finally, one day, after having used up all his spare money, Luo Hu could no longer suppress his anger and attacked the daughter of his neighbor who was also a miner. Because the girl cried for help, Luo Hu was afraid of being discovered, so he accidentally strangled the neighbor's daughter to death.

Luo Hu was in a mine directly under the jurisdiction of the Mining Supervision Office, where the laws were strict and harsh. Luo Hu had committed such an evil deed, and the lightest punishment he could receive was a beheading, and his soul would be taken out and tortured in underground fire for a hundred years. Knowing that his fate was worrying, Luo Hu fled immediately.

He was just an ordinary citizen, so the mining supervision office would not take him seriously and sent a team of the lowest-level supervisors and guards to follow and capture him.

No one knew how lucky Luo Hu was, but he actually managed to break into the depths of Canglan Mountain and escaped the pursuit of the mine supervisors and guards. Not only that, he also slipped and fell off a cliff, fell into an extremely secret cave, and received the inheritance of an ancient great man who called himself "Senluo Sword Emperor".

No one knew the identity or origin of the Senluo Sword Emperor, but the "Senluo Sword Classic" he inherited was profound and extensive, and there was also a natal sword pill that Luo Hu swallowed in one gulp. Relying on the natal sword energy left by the Senluo Sword Emperor in the sword pill, Luo Hu tempered his body and soul. In just less than a hundred years, Luo Hu actually stepped into the realm of heaven and became the supreme heaven. He also took the sword path as his foundation and condensed the power of thirty-three heavens!

Then, the sword energy in the natal sword pill was completely consumed, but Luo Hu was stuck at a very important point in the "Senluo Sword Canon" - he needed countless mineral resources, especially various rare minerals to temper the "Immortal Senluo Sword Body".

Once the Indestructible Senluo Sword Body is successfully formed, it is said that as long as a ray of sword light exists, it will be eternal and indestructible, and it has extremely strong defensive power. Unless someone has a cultivation level that is ten times higher than Luo Hu, there is no way anyone can hurt him at all!

Senluo Sword Emperor left countless good things for Luo Hu, including a whole army of extremely powerful sword puppets, a sword symbol that could exert 90% of the power of Senluo Sword Emperor during his lifetime, and a Senluo sword formation with terrifying defense and attack power. But in the secret cave of Senluo Sword Emperor, there was not a single ore left!

Luo Hu’s mind is so simple!

If you don’t have it, go grab it!

Moreover, he had escaped from Canglan Mountain in a panic, and he had set his sights on Canglan Mountain. He wanted to rob the Canglan Mountain Mine Supervision Office.

So he set his sights on the entire territory controlled by the Western Heaven in Wuliang Mountain, where all the sects and independent cultivators had to pay tribute to the Mingjiao clan, and he boldly came to rob them!

First, he expended a Senluo sword talisman and quickly destroyed a nest of the Mingjiao clan, annihilating all the Mingjiao troops. Then, the sword puppet army roared down and killed all the heavenly troops stationed in the Canglan Mountain Mine Supervision Office like a whirlwind.

Look at those sect monks who are inexplicably terrified, and look at those independent cultivators who have faces filled with fear.

Look at those peerless female cultivators, each of them is as beautiful as a fairy.

Luo Hu's blood was boiling, and every capillary in his body was expanding. A flame rushed up from the place where his capillaries were most expanded, burning his already limited brain matter until it was almost dried up.

He extended his hand and said to the girl in the red skirt with a smile: "Sister, come with Master Tiger! Eat delicious food, drink spicy drinks, wear gold and silver, and make you happy like a god every day and night!"

In the crowd, Chu Tian watched Luo Hu's performance and couldn't help laughing. "It seems that you are also a nouveau riche, a fool who has never seen the world. They are female cultivators, eating and drinking delicious food? Wearing gold and silver? Do you think... they are the wives of bandits in the mountain strongholds of the mortal world?"

Although they were shocked by the terrifying power displayed by Luo Hu, countless cultivators still laughed with their hands on their bellies as soon as Chu Tian said this.

Even the girls in red skirts couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Luo Hu's face was red and blood seemed to be oozing out of his pores.

Chu Tian's words hurt the deepest scar in his heart, reminding him of when he was still such a humble miner, and the monks who worked as supervisors and guards in the mines mocked such lowly people!

At that time, he didn't even have the qualifications to kneel on the ground and kiss the boots of these monks!

At that time, if he even dared to look directly at any female cultivator, he would be beaten into a pulp!

But now, he, Luo Hu, is no longer the Luo Hu of the past!

Luo Hu slowly turned around and pointed at Chu Tian, ​​who was seven or eight miles away, and said coldly: "Whose crotch is not pulled tight, exposing your stupid bird?"

Luo Hu cursed nastily, and the Rat in Chu Tian's sleeve was already howling in frustration: "Brother Tian, ​​fight him! Kill him!"

Chu Tian didn't say anything. He flipped his right hand and used the bitter wood handprint to slap Luo Hu.

The withered yellow thousand-foot-long hand, with a solemn and deadly feeling, came down as fast as lightning.