Great Emperor Myriad

"It turned out to be a killing 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 heaven and earth to become a lore.

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 in any way, but his fighting intentions climbed to the peak at this moment.

"Sura's ninth sword!"

Five icy words were spit out from Leng Feng's mouth, and a fierce blaring sword blared across the world, and the endless black light rose, as if turned into a tornado.

Bang!

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

"Sura's ninth sword? There are only eight swords in total. Where does the ninth sword come from?"

"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 to mobilize the power of the world!

Ling Xiao did not expect that Leng Feng's perception was so terrifying that the master's realm of cultivation can create prefectural 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.

Any 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 previous life only became the world's first supreme after he created his own seven great magical skills to devour the world!

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

Bang!

The black divine light burst out, and the long knife in the cold front seemed to have a black vortex surging, engulfing all the sky's sword domain.

Click!

A ray of divine light blazed fiercely, traversing the void, like lightning, accompanied by a violent explosion, and the void was instantly submerged by the white sword light.

"puff……"

Chen Fengdao suddenly ejected a sip of blood, his complexion instantly turned pale, and he flew down dozens of feet, hitting the ground fiercely.

And Leng Feng, although pale, but only swayed, his figure stabilized.

Chen Fengdao, defeated!

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

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

This is the first time Chen Fengdao has lost in the hands of 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 murder in his eyes made no secret.

A trace of twisting color appeared on Chen Fengdao's face, and his handsome face looked daunting at the moment.

Losing in the hands of Leng Feng 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.

There was a hint of anger in Leng Feng's eyes. As soon as he wanted to say something, he felt a cold and powerful palm power hit him.

boom!

The black butler 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.

puff!

Leng Feng spurted a sip of blood, and felt that the body was invaded by a cold force, and the whole person flew out instantly, hitting Chen Fengdao in front.

"You... so mean!"

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

"I'm mean? Hahaha...Leng Feng, are you still daring to die until you die? I'm just killing you, and I don't even dare 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.

Leng Feng had escaped in front of him many times before, and that 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 housekeeper sneak attack on the cold front and severely injured the cold front.

The strong man in the eighth level of Grand Master Realm deliberately attacked the cold front, he had no resistance at all.

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

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

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

A trace of cruelty appeared in Chen Fengdao's eyes, and when he raised the war sword in his hand, he would fall towards the cold front.

Leng Feng's eyes closed normally, and a tear of humiliation and regret came out of his eyes.

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

laugh!

At this moment, an invisible air sword came across the sky and instantly hit the war sword in Chen Fengdao's hand, containing an unmatched power. Chen Fengdao felt a numbness in his arm, and the war sword flew away.

"Who? Dare to take care of Chen Fengdao's things, could it be that he couldn't find death?"

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

"Chen Fengdao, I think you are getting shameless! You can't beat the cold front, so let your men attack you, even if you are so miscellaneous, you also have a face and claim to be Prince Wangdu?"

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

"Ling Xiao, are you?"

Chen Fengdao's face became cold, and instantly became very ugly.