Martial Arts Overlord

"Luo Feng, come out for a battle!"

The thunderous shout spread throughout Luo Mansion, overshadowing all other voices.

All the hustle and bustle fell silent for an instant, and everyone in the courtyard looked towards the mansion gate, and their eyes fell on the incoming person.

The big man standing in front of the mansion is burly in stature. He is wearing a gray robe that I don’t know how long he has not changed. His face is full of beard, and his long hair is scattered casually. He looks domineering and arrogant, especially his eyes. Electricity, just standing there casually, already gave people a thunderous aura, and the person staring at him unconsciously lowered his head.

"What a strong aura, the nine-fold peak powerhouse of the Divine Realm! I'm afraid it's more than that simple."

"Who is this person, who is asking for trouble at this time, but also to challenge Luo Feng. What a big tone..."

"Looking at his appearance, I'm afraid he is not an easy master."

"Is the Ten Saint Son Luo Feng here?"

Everyone whispered, watching the developments.

"It turned out to be him..."

Luo Feng looked at the gray-clothed man standing at the door, his eyes flickered.

"Hmph, let's go, let's go and see what is sacred!"

Old Lin grumbled and stood up first. As a guest of Luo's residence, he naturally couldn't sit idly by at this time.

Several other guest officials also followed out.

brush!

Luo Mei, who was on the side, was the fastest, and rushed into the courtyard with a sword stride.

Luo Tian had already arrived at the gate of the mansion, looked at the man in gray, and smiled: "Your Excellency knows Dog?"

He didn't know the intention of the person, so he wanted to test it first.

The grey-clothed man grinned, "More than just knowing."

With that, the gray-clothed man shook his body.

boom!

A burst of thunderous air exploded, blasting his tattered gray robe to pieces, and his beard was also cut clean by thunder electric wires, revealing a young face.

On his chest, there was a cross-cutting mark.

Pointing to his chest, the arrogant young man said: "This is what he left for me! I said that within two years, I will fight him again."

Someone in the crowd exclaimed: "Wujizong, the little real Zi Lei!"

"It's really the little real Zi Lei! He had a beard on his face just now, I didn't even recognize him."

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the whole courtyard was in an uproar when the person was heard as the little real Zi Lei.

The Grand Tournament, the battle between Luo Feng and Zi Lei Xiaozheng, was one of the fiercest decisive battles, which had spread throughout the entire territory of a hundred countries.

Everyone knows that Little Real Zi Lei lost to Luo Feng! He also agreed that he would challenge Luo Feng again within two years.

Luo Tian didn't expect that the person would be the little real Zi Lei.

"Where is Luo Feng, let him come out!" Zi Lei Xiaozhen said humanely.

Luo Tiandao: "Unfortunately, he is not in the mansion. He has not returned since the meeting of the venerable, and I don't know where he is."

Little Zhen Zi Lei shook his head: "This is impossible. On the day of his elder brother's wedding, it is impossible for him to be away."

Since the end of the Venerable Conference, the little real Zi Lei has been practicing in retreat for the past two years, and finally successfully condensed the seeds of true meaning a year ago!

Originally, he was looking for Luo Feng to decide the outcome, but just after breaking through, his realm was not stable, and he continued to practice in retreat without hearing Luo Feng's whereabouts.

Until a few days ago, he heard about Luo Xiao's wedding and rushed over as quickly as possible.

A strong person in the distracting state has reached an extremely subtle level of control over the body. With the realm of the purple thunder small real person, the scar on his chest can be restored long ago, but he has kept it until today, just to remember the shame. You must defeat Luo Feng yourself.

Cultivating true meaning, Zi Lei Xiaozheng is confident, and now he is at least 90% sure of defeating Luo Feng!

Raising his eyes and patrolling in the courtyard, the little real Zi Lei raised his voice and said: "Luo Feng, I know you are here, come out quickly, we will have a battle!"

boom!

Suddenly, an icy sword surged into the sky, and Luo Fu stopped in front of Xiaozhen Zi Lei and said coldly:

"Why are you so ignorant to praise. My foster father has already said that he is not in the house."

Zi Lei Xiaozhen said humanely: "This battle is imperative! As for the interruption of the wedding, I will use this to make amends, as my gift."

When speaking, the little real Zi Lei touched the storage ring with his finger, and an additional Feng Yuanzhu in his hand.

As soon as Feng Yuanzhu appeared, the people in the courtyard were invisible. They felt a slight numbness all over their bodies. There seemed to be electric wires beating on the skin, and the whole body's hairs were upright, looking at the Feng Yuanzhu.

Crackling!

On the surface of Feng Yuanzhu, there was a trace of thunder electric wire jumping, and it could be seen that there was a thunder dragon roaring and soaring inside.

"This... is a medium-sized thunder attribute Yuan Lingmai!" The person with eyesight exclaimed.

"What! Medium-sized thunder attribute Yuan Lingmai!"

Everyone was shocked.

Although the age of the holy meteorite has ended, and now the five major domains have the birth of spiritual veins everywhere, but they are all small-sized ones, and medium-sized ones are still extremely precious and rare to see.

Not to mention, what the little real Zi Lei brought out was the medium-sized primordial spirit vein with lightning attributes, and its value was enough to make some small sects jealous.

Luo Tian glanced at Feng Yuanzhu with a calm expression: "The dog is indeed not in the house. If you come to the wedding banquet, Luo welcomes him."

Little Zhen Zi Lei frowned and sat down directly on the stone bench next to him, "Since he is not here, then I will wait here until he appears!"

Luo Mei was not mad, and with a loud cry, he drew his sword out of its sheath and said coldly: "You want to fight with the son, then come over to me first!"

Little Zhen Zi Lei glanced at Luo Mei and shook his head: "You are not yet qualified."

Luo Mei sneered: "Really, take me a sword!"

boom!

When the voice fell, Luo Mei burst out with a suffocating powerful sword power, the air flow all over the body, split the air, making a sharp sound of scoffing, like snow with long hair flying.

At this moment, she truly turned into the Desperate Sword Witch. A breath of despair swept away. This kind of despair is true despair, as if she is in the endless darkness, unable to extricate herself, without the slightest hope, present. Many of the people, their faces pale, their minds, bodies, and will all fell into despair. Now their thinking is deprived of this desperate aura and can only be slaughtered!

"Desperate sword intent, or complete desperate sword intent!" The little real Zi Lei narrowed his eyes.

call out!

At this time, Luo Mei had already taken out the sword, and the sword's edge flicked, and the sword instantly differentiated from thousands of sword lights, turned into a sword light prison, locked the whole body of the little real Zi Lei, unable to escape, unable to break away, some, but Endless despair, and the breath of death.

"What a quick sword! Just, not enough!"

The little real Zi Lei suddenly got up, scratched with his five fingers, a little snake-like electric wire flew from his fingers, and one claw shot out.

With a bang, the sword light shattered the prison, the air was rippling, and the electric wire drifted away.

The little real Zi Lei looked at Luo Mei, and said with his hand: "At a young age, he has cultivated a desperate and perfect sword intent, and his fast sword realm has reached the level of one sword and a thousand shadows. Your kendo talent is indeed rare in the world. In time, It may not be impossible to compete with me. Unfortunately, now, you are far from qualified!"

Luo Mei bit her red lips and was about to fight again, when a voice suddenly sounded in her ear, "Xiao Mei, you step back, you are not his opponent."

Luo Mei's eyes shook slightly, even after many years, she still clearly remembered that this was the voice of the son!

Luo Feng stepped out from the crowd.

"Little real Zi Lei, I will be your opponent!"