Martial Arts Overlord

"It seems that the Qing Cang swordsman was really angry."

"I think anger is false, and I think it is true that the book of Yanyu dustless sword cheats." Someone was full of jealousy.

"Yeah, but that is the prefecture-level unique swordsmanship. In some common sects, it can be regarded as the treasure of Zhenzong. Even in the nine holy places, the prefecture-level unique martial arts secrets are extremely precious."

"Where did this boy come from with such courage and dare to be so stripped of Qing Cang Swordsman. Qing Cang Swordsman has six great abilities in Yuanhai Realm. He has been famous for over a hundred years. He has a blue crane sword, and I do n’t know how many he killed. people."

"Hey, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. These young and successful geniuses have always been proud and arrogant. They killed themselves. Not long ago, I beheaded and killed a disciple outside the holy land. That kid was just a real Yuanyuan cultivation, I dared to scream with me, and I was slapped with a slap ... "A warrior sneered in the later period of Zhenyuan Realm.

Everyone saw the silver-haired old man walk to Luo Feng and talk softly.

The fascinating hawk glanced at Luo Feng, his eyes flickered, and he said nothing, which is the default.

Precious swordsmanship, naturally he will not lose heart.

However, at the moment of sunrise tomorrow, everyone here will die, and the Qing Cang swordsman will not be an exception. At that time, the book of Yanyu dustless swordsmanship will still be returned to him, but only one more turn.

Apart from that, there must be another thing that the eagle must care about.

The young swordsman in front of me, if it is not Luo Feng, who would it be, and why is he so confident that he dares to challenge the Qing Cang swordsman, has absolute confidence in his strength, or is it simply stupid.

The sharp eyes of the hawkish, as if to see through Luo Feng, the air was stirred with waves of ripples.

The old man with silver hair stood at thirty steps in front of Luo Feng. This was the blue crane sword he practiced, and the strongest distance erupted.

"Boy, I give you one last chance, should you hand over the swordsmanship." Now that it has been exposed, the silver-haired old man no longer covers his purpose.

Luo Luofeng shook the sword's edge, sprinkled a trembling sword light, and said lightly: "Let's talk nonsense, the cheats are on me, if you have the ability, you can get it yourself."

The silver-haired old man looked down with contempt, and his eyes were surging. "Very well, then no wonder I bullied me."

With a sneer, the simple long sword of the silver-haired old man suddenly came out of the sheath. At the moment of holding the sword, the air around him was humming and violent. The strong sword force pierced the air. A peerless **** soldier, full of sharpness, such a strong sword, immediately caused an exclaim.

"It's such a strong sword, I just can't look straight at it."

"Well, Qing Cang swordsman really deserves its reputation."

"Fortunately he is not an enemy ..."

Everyone was surprised.

"Let's die."

In order to make the plan go smoothly, the people invited by the Great Hawks this time are all from the north and the south, the most ferocious, the Qing Cang swordsman does not cause red dust, the appearance of the immortal wind bones, but his disguise, in fact, the heart is more than the poisonous snake Severely hot, with a cold drink, in his eyes, a murderous boom, Zhenyuan broke out, raising the combat power to a peak, straight to Luo Feng.

Huh!

Cyan sword gas, cracking a straight cyan crack in the void, like lightning, not moving, it collapses the sky, shocking the world.

For a moment, the blue crack spread to Luo Feng.

Luo Luofeng's shirt was slammed by the impact of the sword, his footsteps remained motionless, like a reef that has experienced thousands of years of wind and rain.

When the sword Qi approached, his eyes narrowed, the sword flickered, and he immediately reached the sword Qi sword tip.

Huh!

When the two swords met, a wave of sharp shocks spread immediately, cutting a deep ditch on the ground, raging on both sides, scaring the warriors watching on both sides, exclaiming and backing away.

"blocked!"

I was taken aback when I saw that the blue sword qi was consumed and dissipated invisible.

The silver-haired old man felt the irresistible sword momentum at the moment he sent the sword. Everyone almost thought that the victory had been set. It never occurred to him that the young swordsman in front could actually block the sword, and his face was a little dare. Believe it.

"It looks like you still have some skills. Pick me up again!"

The silver-haired old man was slightly surprised, and soon calmed down, his eyes became more terrible.

The more outstanding Luo Feng, the stronger the dusty sword!

Now there is only one thought left in the silver-haired old man's heart, kill the young swordsman in front of him, and get swordsmanship!

Buzz!

The quaint long sword in his hand lifted upwards, and the sword exploded on the silver-haired old man once again skyrocketed. The wind and clouds around him, a ray of strong blue light, soared into the sky, but it reflected the sky of a few miles in a clear sky, empty Among them, there is a faint voice of cranes.

"Blue Cranes Travel in the Clouds!"

brush!

A sword is cut down, and the strong blue light condenses into a huge blue crane shadow. The crane shadow has its wings cut off, and it is hundreds of meters in size. If you look closely, you can see that each of its feathers is a sword. Qi, thousands of swords and swords combined together, emitting a sharp momentum, nothing to do, fiercely attacked Luo Feng.

"It's not bad, so I'll show what I can do."

Luo Luofeng's eyes flashed with brilliance, a surge of real yuan waves, pervaded, the kind of arrogant and overwhelming momentum, fierce and vast, as if there is no end!

"This is!" The eagle eagle standing in the distance stared, his eyes staring.

The others were stunned.

"No ... impossible!"

The old man with silver hair looked at Luo Feng, his cruel smile on his face froze, his eyes were full of horror, and even the call was impossible.

At this moment, Luo Feng no longer conceals the cultivation, and the breath of power that belongs to the peak of the Ninth Level of Yuan Haijing is permeated, just like the raging waves that hit the nerves of everyone present.

"Gust!"

A hurricane air stream consisting of sword gas was generated around Wu Jianfeng, and it surged wildly. With Luo Feng's sword waving, all the hurricane gases merged into the void.

The entire space suddenly blasted a fierce wind. The speed of the blue crane shadow became slower and slower, and even began to distort. On the contrary, the hurricane of sword air swelled like a sky. Angry dragon burst out.

Huh!

Nether was torn to create a huge fissure, and the blue crane shadow was instantly penetrated, fused with the sword spirit of the wind and the mood of the cloud, shot out and slain towards the silver-haired old man.

"not good!"

The silver-haired old man just lost his mind, and lost the best time to escape. At this moment, when sword air strikes, he can only bite his scalp, desperately urge the body to hold his breath, and arrange the next layer of cyan sword light in front of him, hoping to be able to Block this sword.

The sword is like electricity, and it hits the cyan sword light instantly.

The cricket looks sturdy and incomparably cyan. It is extremely fragile in the face of the hurricane sword gas. It instantly smashes, and at the same time, the silver-haired old man's body suffocate.

Huh!

Hurricane sword gas passed through the silver-haired old man's chest, and the whole body instantly turned into two sections, blood stained the sword gas, and rushed into the sky for thousands of kilometers.

"you……"

Qiqiao bleeding silver-haired old man stared at Luo Feng deadly. At the moment of death, he was still a little unbelievable. Why is such a young swordsman so powerful? He spike! He has been on the rivers and lakes for more than 300 years and has never encountered such a thing.

Hey ...

A squeak sounded, Luo Feng glanced down at the sword in his hand, and Xueliang's sword edge had permeated several cracks.

"Wasted a good sword."

Xu shook her head, and Luo Feng threw the sword away.

Since you don't need to hide your identity, you don't need a sword.

Suo Nuo's large valley suddenly became extremely silent, leaving only the whining sound of the night breeze, for a moment, a sound of swallowing saliva, one after another.

"This ... this ... I ... I read it right. The Qing Cang swordsman was defeated!"

"Qing Cang swordsman, but the six great powers of Yuan Haijing, this kid will not be the great power of Yuan Haijing."

"too strong."

"What the **** is he?"

Everyone looked at Luo Feng and looked at each other.

Except for the eagle eagle, only one of Yuanyuan's great powers was left. Although Luo Feng didn't hide his cultivation practice, they couldn't see what the realm of Luo Feng was. They only felt a sense of depression. Like a mountain, they can't breathe.

"This is Master Luo Feng ..."

Wu Cui'er looked at Luo Feng, his eyes were full of unbelievable, and worship, dotted with a few freckles, turned red.

Since Luo Feng entered the Golden Temple, she has only heard from various rumors how powerful Luo Feng is, but she has never seen it. The impression of Luo Feng in her heart is just the one who played with her and Ziling every day. Little Master.

And the war just now subverted her impression of Luo Feng, the incomparably powerful, and left an indelible impression in her mind.

Ha ha!

Suddenly, a sneer broke the silence of the valley.

The dreadful eagle clapped his hands, stepped forward, looked at Luo Feng, and had a deep murderous look in his eyes: "I am curious, how did you get away from the Seven Killing Demon Kings, how did you deceive the Holy Land, deceive all in the world? People, people think you are dead in the abyss of the earth. Second son of Luo family, Luo Feng! "

Luo Luofeng!

I heard the words of the Great Eagle. The people present suddenly changed their faces and looked at Luo Feng in surprise.

"He is Luo Feng? He ... didn't he die in the hands of the Seven Killing Demon King?"

"How is this possible. How can he be alive ..."

Everyone's face became extremely ugly, and the genius was terrible, especially a genius who has the title of Holy Son and unlimited potential. If it had been known that Luo Feng was still alive, most of them would not come to this muddy water Because once you can't cut off the other party, it is a big trouble.

Luo Luofeng looked away, looking at the eagle, and said lightly:

"Knowing what these are for, anyway, you will be reunited with Golden Eagles and Silver Eagles anyway. When you ask them, you will naturally know."

"you……"

I heard Luo Feng mention the Golden Eagle and the Silver Eagle, and the eagle was so angry that he could not vent anywhere and his face turned red.

(End of this chapter)