Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Chapter 1077: who are you?

Chapter 1077 What Are You?

Nan Fengyun was so angry that he wished to smash Luo Feng's corpse into thousands of pieces. At the cost of hurting himself, he broke out the strongest blow.

"You take the seventh position on the holy list?" Nan Fengyun's ferocious and Luo Feng's words were too exciting for him.

In the holy list, the eight top seats at the top represent a noble identity. Nan Fengyun is a generation of arrogant people. His rise time is like a rocket and the shortest time to practice. He is known as the fifth to eighth place in the holy list. Among those five, the strongest who hoped to step into the shackles.

But now, in the shackles, Yan returned and stepped into it.

And he Nan Fengyun was suppressed by a kid he didn't pay attention to.

"kill him!"

Nan Fengyun's eyes surged with madness.

Ouyang Tiangong forcibly endured the shock in his heart, clenching his fist secretly, "You must, kill him, blow him up with a punch."

A shocking punch!

Above the bluestone square of Yunju Temple, a blade of light reflected the snow all over the ground.

"cut!"

Luo Feng held the Jiuli Sacred Sword in his hand and cut down towards Nan Fengyun.

Knife Light Phantom!

call out!

Endless sword intent filled the sky.

Luo Feng's eyes were wiped with determination, with an indomitable momentum.

You want to kill me, I don't want to kill you!

Murderous cold, permeated the world.

The sky-level sword technique, with a bright golden light, came from the east.

boom!

The power collision hidden in the sword fist.

Destroy!

The extremely sharp tip of the knife shot like an arrow, and Nan Fengyun's fist had broken blood.

Suddenly be repelled.

Luo Feng swung his knife along the way, with overwhelming aura, like a sentence of doomsday.

The white knife light turned into an arc, beautiful and cold.

cut!

At this moment, Nan Fengyun sensed the coming of death breath, his face struggled, showing endless panic, and he swept away before pulling back.

ran away!

Nan Fengyun was already disregarded of his face, and even more disregarded of the so-called seventh dignity of the Holy List.

Luo Feng's strength has far surpassed him.

Only Xuan Yi was qualified to fight him, but Xuan Yi, it was too late to save herself, so she could only save herself.

Desperately trying to escape, towards Xuan Yi's direction...

At this time, Xuan Yi was also gathering momentum, ready to make a move.

call out!

The knife gas is like a cannonball, and it accelerates suddenly.

It hit Nan Fengyun's back directly, and in an instant, a blood hole was punched out.

The sky is red and snowy with blood, and the vitality of a generation of peerless powers is fast flying away and quickly receding.

Crashed to the ground.

Nan Fengyun's eyes opened wide...

In his whole life, he was a peerless Tianjiao.

Scenes of dazzling highlights flashed past my mind.

Nan Fengyun always thought that he was the protagonist of this world.

He is confident that one day he can reach the peak.

Will be the top of Ling Ling, overlooking the mountains.

The picture continued until a few days ago, the big day of the Ouyang family's memorial service.

"It won't be long before you will find that the real ridiculous person is you." Luo Feng's voice rang in his ears that day.

ridiculous?

ridiculous!

Nan Fengyun's eyes closed gently, and he spent his whole life, but because of a wrong decision, everything was ruined. Isn't this ridiculous?

When he was about to die, the last glimmer of expression in Nan Fengyun's eyes was regret.

If I can do it again, I will definitely be able to touch the shackles.

Crashed to the ground.

The legendary life, Thor's southern wind and clouds, disappeared.

There was deathly silence on the bluestone snow.

Everyone's eyes were staring at this scene, and there was already a stormy sea in their hearts.

Who would have thought that the dazzling situation, the seventh southern situation of the holy list, would be cut down by a peerless Tianjiao who turned out to be born.

The seventh of the holy list, really changed hands.

From this moment on.

The seventh in the holy list.

Tianjiao Luofeng!

"Good job!" Tang Dal first shouted, waved his arm vigorously, with excitement, the eyes that looked at Luo Feng were full of worship, "Brother Feng is mighty."

"Good job! Seventh in the holy list, it's not that my boss stabbed a blood hole."

"Qianlong has fallen asleep, shakes the mountains with a whistle, shakes the clouds with one punch, and sets the world with one sword, hahaha!"

"Happily killed."

The brothers behind Luo Feng were extremely excited. Their lives were hanging by a thread just now. If Luo Feng hadn't made a breakthrough in time, they would have already become the dead souls of Nan Fengyun and others.

A strong wind blew, black hair dancing wildly.

The knife in Luo Feng's hand has been slowly raised in another direction...

"Old thief Ouyang, do you have any last words?" Luo Feng's voice was extremely cold. Today, Ouyang Tiangong led people to surround Yunju Temple and almost killed the Luo Feng brothers. The old and new hatreds were settled together.

A frenzied chill came in from his head, and it spread all over his body in an instant, and the cold hair all over his body suddenly rose up and shivered strongly.

Like being stared at by the devil.

Ouyang Tiantian’s lips trembled and his body trembled. However, he glanced left and right, he was not alone, Ouyang Tiangong’s mind gradually settled down, thinking that he was scared by Luo Feng just now and his legs were soft, Ouyang secretly gritted his teeth, Nan Fengyun Although he was dead, there was still a stronger Master Xuan Yi.

"Rogue Luo Feng!" Ouyang Tiangong plucked up the courage, suddenly raised his head, and his eyes burst with electric light, "You are guilty of sin, and you still don't know it. You act arrogantly and arrogantly. You really think that no one in the world can cure you. ?"

"Even if there is, that person will definitely not be you." Luo Feng's voice was indifferent, holding the Jiuli Sacred Knife in his hand, and slowly stepping forward, every step he took was like a mountain shaking, and thunder suddenly rose.

Ouyang Tiangong stepped back on the ground.

With a loud drink, Ouyang Tiangong clenched his fist, emboldened himself, his eyes sharp as a blade, "You have killed a lot of evil, but can you kill all of us here?"

Ouyang Tiangong seemed to inject an extremely powerful confidence in his heart, spoke proudly, and pointed to the side.

"Luo Li, Lord Luomen, a giant in the capital, a giant in the military and political circles!"

"Master Zhang Xian, the inheritor of ancient Wu Tai Chi! The position of the martial arts world is very important."

"Zheng Pujie, the Zheng family, is the richest man in Jiangnan Province!"

Ouyang Tiangong's words shook the sky.

The light in the eyes became brighter and sharper.

Finally pointed to Xuan Yi.

"Master Xuanyi, Venerable Mantianjiao, is supreme."

Finally, Ouyang Tiangong pointed to Luo Feng, "Everyone, if you move, it will cause turmoil! Do you dare to kill?"

"Luo Feng, don't think you are amazing. You are just a yellow-haired boy after all. No matter how strong the force is, you are stronger than the Chinese giants?" Ouyang Tiangong's body was straight, and his figure seemed to be tall and tall. "You dare, alone, Offend the entire China?"

After speaking in one breath, Ouyang Tiangong seemed to have a kind of enlightenment, suddenly feeling bright!

In other situations, maybe his life is really hanging by a thread.

But now, Yu Quan, there are Chinese giants in charge.

Yu Li, Master Xuanyi put pressure on it.

Luo Feng, do you dare to make a move?

The atmosphere seemed to freeze.

Across the ice and snow, Luo Feng's eyes touched Ouyang Tiangong.

The distance between the two is less than ten meters.

Ouyang Tiangong was tall and straight, with awe-inspiring righteousness.

Suddenly.

call out!

The blade is sharp.

The white light flashed away.

Swallowing the sky, and breaking through the air in a flash.

Ouyang Tiangong's body shook violently, but he couldn't dodge it. He was horrified. The horrible sword intent penetrated his shoulder, and the **** arrow flew out, dyeing the snow.

"God follows me, God prospers, and God goes against me and perishes."

"who are you?"

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