Emperor of Taikoo

Seeing this sword, there were disciples continuing to horror out loud, "This is the fifth type of the Thunder Sword Technique, and it's thunderous!"

Lin Feng didn't frown, his toes touched the ground a little, his figure retreated back, and at the same time, his finger swiped on the storage ring, and a cold-footed four-foot sword appeared in his hand. Dance a sword curtain.

"clang!"

The horrible swordman's sword was severely cut on the sword curtain. For a time, the sparks were splattering and the energy was wanton. However, Lin Feng's body was only a slight shock, and then blocked Lu Chen's attack!

"Second move!" Lin Feng exhaled lightly and continued to count. The sound seems to be gentle and calm, but if you listen carefully, you will find a trace of shock in the sound.

Lin Feng's words just fell, and Lu Chen had stepped out in one step. With a long sword in his hand, he did not hesitate to cut out the sixth form of the Thunder Sword, Thunder Streamer!

Lin Feng was also very serious at this time. From this sword, he felt a trace of crisis.

Intuition told him that it would be difficult to take it without using all his strength.

When thinking in this way in his heart, his movements were not slow, Yuan Li was running wildly, humming, the air trembling, long swords stabbed out one after another, swinging, and intertwined a sword curtain in front of him. Next, have a full nine!

Outside the stage, many disciples saw Lin Fengshi exhibiting this trick, and some disciples exclaimed: "This ... this is the Nine Sword Curtain, a spirit-level low-level martial art. It is claimed that once it is cast, it can defend against any attack under the seventh level ! "

"As soon as this move came out, Brother Lu Feng was already invincible!"

Just below the disciple's clamor, on the platform, Lu Chen's sword was already slashing on the nine-sword sword screen with unstoppable strength, the sword was agitated, and a burst of roar broke out.

In the next moment, what shocked everyone was that the Nine Sword Curtain, which claimed to be able to defend against any attack below Ningyuan Seventh Level, collapsed and collapsed!

"Click!"

A crisp crackling sounded, and the first sword curtain shattered, turning into a little silvery white, dissipating!

"Click, click ..."

Then, a series of cracks sounded one after another ...

It was only instantaneous, the nine sword curtains shattered and collapsed, and the power of Lu Chen's sword was exhausted!

"The third move, it's over!" Lin Feng sighed in relief, and a wave of waves rose in Lu Chen's strength!

Looking at Lu Chen's indifferent expression, he felt a very strong crisis, and soon he was ruthless in his heart. This child cannot stay, he must die!

Lu Chen stood with his sword, seeming to know what Lin Feng thought, and sneered: "Yeah, it's over!"

When this sentence fell, Lu Chen's figure blasted out suddenly, and the long sword made a buzzing sound, and the bright sword light burst out, making the platform suddenly bright, and the extremely dazzling cold light flashed Out.

"The seventh form of the thunder sword, chasing the cloud and chasing the thunder!"

"Oh ..." The air was chopped open, and the air flow surged toward both sides. In the next moment, a cold light freezes in Lin Feng's pupils and gradually enlarges.

The breath of death puffed.

Lin Feng roared, raised his sword to resist, a skill of Lingjie sword was displayed by him.

"clang!"

The two swords intersect, the piercing metal symphony sounds, the sword irritates, and engulfs each other. At the next moment, with only a click, under Lin Feng's frightened eyes, the long sword in his hand begins to crumble.

"Poof!"

The icy sharpness flashed relentlessly across his chest, bringing a plume of hot blood!

And his body was thrown out like a heavy blow!

"Poof!" Lin Feng's face was white as soon as he landed, and then his body bent, pouted, and another spit of blood spurted out.

As the blood spewed out, Lin Feng's breath also faded.

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone under the stage, and immediately caused a burst of noise!

"Brother Lin Feng lost!"

"How is this possible, Brother Lin Feng of Ningyuan Qizhong, actually defeated!"

"Brother Lu Chen's strength is enough to enter the front fifty, which is really terrible!"

Among the crowd, Fang Hao and Chu Zhen stared at the scene staring stunnedly, and then quickly ecstatically piled on their faces and laughed: "Haha, Brother Lu Chen won, won ..."

Compared to the ecstasy of Fang Hao and Chu Zhen, Lin Xin's face was gloomy and terrifying at the moment. Lu Chen's small debris actually won. How could this be possible?

She roared wildly in her heart, and at the same time, a fear rose from her heart. From Lu Chen's body, she felt fear for the first time!

Hearing the noise below, Lu Chen smiled, and then looked at Lin Feng who was seriously injured.

He was also a bit surprised by Lin Feng without a sword. He could not understand the seventh style of the thunder sword, chasing the power of Thundercloud.

You know, chasing Lei Yun, but even Li Yuan, who inspired the fragments of the Divine Soldier, could be beheaded, but at this moment, Lin Feng was only seriously injured.

This alone proves Lin Feng's strength. Therefore, in order to prevent future troubles, Lin Feng cannot stay!

Thinking of this, Lu Chen's killing in his heart was already established, and he wanted to kill Lin Feng.

And at this moment, Lin Feng slowly raised his head, his slightly immature face, full of fierce colors.

Two times, two consecutive defeats in the hands of what he regarded as ants. This made him always proud of how to endure, especially at this time, in the face of thousands of disciples, was defeated by a condensed five-fold ants, making him almost crazy!

The noise of everyone on the stage was like a knife, cutting his heart.

The fists clenched tightly, and a flash of madness flashed in the eyes.

Lu Chen looked at Lin Feng like this, the footsteps he just wanted to step out slightly, his brow furrowed slightly, his body began to tighten gradually.

Because he felt a threat like Lin Mang's back on Lin Feng's body, and intuitively told him that if he stepped forward again, there would be the prestige of life.

"Uh!"

Suddenly stomping the ground, Lu Chen's figure flew back backwards, trying to draw a sufficient distance from Lin Feng.

"It's too late to escape now."

Seeing Lu Chen receding, Lin Feng's eyes flashed a bit of fierceness. Immediately, he roared loudly, flicked with one hand, and a strange black light shot out like a sharp arrow, coming straight to Lu Chen.

The speed of black light is extremely fast, just in the blink of an eye, it has pierced the void and appeared in front of Lu Chen.

The void, disturbed by a powerful breath, twisted.

Lu Chen's heart trembled slightly, only a cold sensation spread all over his body, and a needle-like sting came from his chest.

During the life and death crisis, Lu Chen's eyes were still indifferent. He stared at the black light coldly, raised his right hand and chopped it straight out.

"clang!"

The sound of crisp metal sounded, and at the moment of collision, the sword made of stainless steel shattered directly. Lu Chen's body was also a big shock, staggering back, taking a throat, a spit of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

And that black light, also under this sword, paused slightly, and the black light converged, revealing a dark and cold three-bladed arrow.

Just arrows, no arrows and arrows!