Great Emperor Myriad

　　 "It turned out to be a murderous move with five elements, this cold front is miserable!"

　　 Someone exclaimed, looking at Leng Feng's eyes with a trace of sympathy.

　　The five elements are unified, and the Wanhua Daoyu is based on its own innate qi and fusing the power of the sky and earth into a lore and a terrifying knife field, which is unmatched.

　　 Therefore, no one thinks that the cold front can block this trick.

　　 Leng Feng's eyes also showed a dignified color.

　　However, he didn't mean to retreat at all, but his all-in-one fighting intentions climbed to the peak at this moment.

　　 "The ninth sword of Shura!"

　　 Cold Feng's mouth spit out five icy words, and suddenly a fierce sword blared through the world, and the endless black light rose, as if turned into a tornado.

　　 Bang!

　　 The emptiness slightly trembles, forming a black vortex behind the cold front, and at the same time a peerless sword bred from the vortex, wrapped in a dark and terrifying force, broke out!

　　 "Sura ninth sword? The total number of the Shura sword method is only eight, where is the ninth sword?"

　　 "Can it be..."

　　 Everyone was shocked, and an extremely terrible possibility appeared in my heart.

　　 "Homemade martial arts!"

　　 Ling Xiao took a deep breath, and there was a trace of shock in her eyes.

　　This sword has surpassed the Xuan-level martial arts, reaching the prefecture-level martial arts, and has the terrifying power of mobilizing the power of the world!

　　 Ling Xiao didn't think that Leng Feng's perception was so terrifying. Once he mastered the master's realm, he could create prefecture-level martial arts.

　　Although this knife is still very young, although this knife has many flaws in Ling Xiao's eyes, it is indeed a prefecture-level martial arts, and it has a grand power.

　　Every genius who can create his own martial arts is a real genius, and he can certainly go further in the future!

　　 Ling Xiao in the past life, only after he created the seven limit gods to devour the world, could he become the world's first supreme!

　　Wanhua Daoyu and Shura ninth Dao, who is stronger in the end, this time everyone has no heart!

　　 Bang!

　　 The black divine light exploded, and the long knife in the cold front seemed to have a black vortex surging, engulfing all the sky of the sword.

　　 Click!

　　 A ray of divine light blazes vigorously, traversing the void, like lightning, accompanied by a violent explosion, the void is instantly submerged by the white blade of light.

　　 "Poof......"

　　Chen Fengdao suddenly spit out a bit of blood, his complexion instantly became extremely pale, and he flew down dozens of feet, hitting the ground fiercely.

　　 and the cold front, although pale, but just swayed, the figure stabilized.

　　 Chen Fengdao, defeated!

　　 This result made everyone unbelievable, as if staying in a dream, all of them froze.

　　 On cultivation, on martial arts, Chen Fengdao is stronger than Leng Feng and I don’t know how much, but in the end Chen Fengdao lost.

　　This is the first time Chen Fengdao has lost to the cold front in more than a year!

The eyes that everyone looked at Leng Feng were a bit complicated, and some emotions. This persevering young man grew up with repeated defeats and blood. He had no resources, no background, and only a Shura knife method. He broke into the guru realm with the age of the weak crown, and became the five sons of Wangdu. Now he even defeats Chen Fengdao.

　　 Such a cold front, even if everyone is a spectator, can't help but respectfully.

　　 "You lost!"

　　Leng Feng said coldly, walking towards Chen Fengdao step by step, with a firm pace, and the killing in his eyes made no secret.

　　Chen Fengdao's face showed a twisted color, and his handsome face looked daunting at the moment.

　　 was defeated by Leng Feng, which made him unacceptable, as if he had been humiliated, and his heart was full of anger.

"Leng Feng, do you think you really won? I want to tell you that your father is a slave of my Chen family, and you are a slave of my Chen family. Your father and son are my Chen's dogs! I want you to die, You must die! Uncle Lei, kill me!"

　　Chen Fengdao pointed a cold front, his voice was extremely cold, full of fierce murderous opportunity.

　　Leng Feng's eyes showed a hint of anger. When he just wanted to say something, he felt a cold and powerful palm power hit him.

　　 Boom!

The butler in black clothes beside Chen Fengdao didn't know when he had reached behind Leng Feng. His face was indifferent. He shot it with his palm. The vast palm power contained a force of extreme cold, and he immediately took a long knife in Leng Feng's palm. Above.

　　 Click!

　　 The long knife was instantly snapped by the black butler's palm, and the light palm was printed on the cold front's back.

　　Poof!

　　 The cold front suddenly ejected a sip of blood, and felt the body was invaded by a cold force, and the whole person flew out instantly, hitting Chen Fengdao in front.

　　 "You... you are so mean!"

　　Leng Feng stared at Chen Fengdao with a desperation and said angrily.

　　 "I'm despicable? Hahaha... Cold front, you dare to die hard until you die? I kill you is just right, and even the government is afraid to say anything! Before death, do you have anything to say?"

　　Chen Fengdao stepped on the face of Leng Feng~www.wuxiaspot.com~haha laughed loudly.

　　Leng Feng had escaped in front of him many times before. The strange body style, even he could not catch up at all.

　　 Therefore, in order to prevent the cold front from escaping again, he let the black butler attack the cold front and beat the cold front seriously.

　　The strong man in the eighth level of the master's realm, deliberately attacked the cold front, he had no resistance at all.

　　 "Chen Fengdao, I won't let you go when I'm a ghost!"

　　 Cold Feng's lips were bitten and bleeding, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and despair.

　　 "Be a ghost? I can't make you a ghost!"

　　Chen Fengdao's eyes showed a bit of cruelty. When he raised the war sword in his hand, he was about to fall towards the cold front.

　　Leng Feng's fate generally closed his eyes, and there was a tear of humiliation and regret in his eyes.

　　 And the people around them all showed a look of anger and daring, full of deep sympathy, but they were helpless.

　　Oh!

　　 At this moment, an invisible air sword came out of the air and instantly hit the war sword in Chen Fengdao's hand. There was an unparalleled power. Chen Fengdao felt his arm numb and the war sword flew away.

　　 "Who? Dare to take care of Chen Fengdao's things, is it impossible to find death?"

　　Chen Fengdao's eyes were cold, and he suddenly looked in the direction of the invisible gas sword.

　　 "Chen Fengdao, I think you are getting shameless! If you can't beat the cold front, you can let your men attack. Just like you, you have a face that claims to be a son of Wangdu?"

　　 The crowd separated, and Ling Xiao and Master Jiao Mu walked in. The voice was indifferent, with a strong ridicule.

　　 "Ling Xiao, are you?"

　　Chen Fengdao's complexion became cold and instantly became very ugly.