Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Chapter 1112

According to myths and legends, Chinese Chiyou is good at fighting and can be called the God of War.

Since there is a line of Chi You in this world, the myths and legends are naturally there to follow.

The Jiuli Sacred Sword in Luo Feng's hand is one of the important evidences.

Next, the old poisonous woman told her that her line was Chi You’s orthodox, but that was the case. She suffered the most severe blow back then. Her ancestors fled back to the earth and were incognito, leaving this temple in order to one day be able to have gods. Awaken the holy sword and lead Chi You's line to regain glory.

Huh!

The azure blue light of the sword was released instantly, filling the space, Luo Feng's figure jumped, holding the Jiuli Sacred Sword in his hand, descending in the sky, and the sky above the altar, in an instant, the light was bright.

Luo Feng closed his eyes subconsciously.

He could feel that the Jiuli Sacred Sword had some strange connection with the altar below.

Luo Feng is very curious.

The strongest combat skill of Chi You's line is not the Heavenly Sword Technique, the Holy Sword Art?

So, what will it be?

Luo Feng was looking forward to it.

A more powerful combat technique than the Holy Sword Art!

Inside the altar, the light was blazing and dazzling.

More dazzling.

A tyrannical energy surged, like the breath of a peerless ancient beast, suppressed, released in an instant, shaking the earth.

Even if the old poisonous woman had stood far in advance, but at this moment, she was still shocked, coughing up blood, and hurriedly left the scope of the altar and exited the stone gate.

Power horror.

Inside the altar.

Luo Feng closed his eyes tightly, and a strange light shrouded his body.

He seemed to see a dim and not light ancient picture scroll, in the picture scroll, it was still that earth-shaking sword battle!

Just like the scene seen when the holy sword recognizes the Lord.

In the end, it was still the giant with a knife that was defeated.

The sword is in the world!

The sword **** in black, standing in the air, holding the sword aloft, killing him.

However, the giant does not fall!

At the moment, the sword in the giant's hand suddenly flew out. At this moment, a strange handprint suddenly formed on both hands, communicating the world and evolving magically.

Desolate voice.

"Ancient Desire Technique!"

The handprints flew out, the sky and the earth changed color, and the sky was filled with sword intent instantly.

The black sword god's expression changed drastically, and he pulled back.

But unable to dodge, wrapped in that strange light, he coughed up blood instantly, blood holes in his body, shocked and retreated.

The severely wounded giant also fell.

Both lose.

call!

The picture disappeared suddenly, and Luo Feng suddenly opened his eyes, his expression showing shock.

Even, horrified.

That is……

Boxing?

Handling?

Formation?

Luo Feng could not imagine.

The confrontation between the sword and the sword is a masterpiece, but the mysterious handprint has the ultimate power.

"Ancient **** descending art?" Luo Feng muttered, "What level of martial arts is this?"

The sky and the earth are mysterious and yellow, as if not suitable for it.

This is like something that does not exist in this world, suddenly being used by giants, it feels unimaginable.

"However, this "Ancient Desire Technique", once used, will definitely suffer a huge backlash." Seeing the giant finally fall, Luo Feng guessed.

The light of the altar has disappeared.

Luo Feng stood in the center of the altar blankly, and for a moment, his expression flooded with ecstasy.

There was an old text in her mind.

It says……

Ancient Descendant Art!

"The strongest combat skill of the Chiyou clan is this magical ancient god-descending technique!" Luo Feng was eager to delve into it immediately, eager to learn this magical ancient god-descending technique.

At this time, the old poisonous woman had already noticed the situation inside and walked in.

"How is it?" The old man's eyes were a little urgent.

Luo Feng nodded, and just about to speak, the old poisonous woman hurriedly waved her hand to stop her, excited and happy, "No matter what you get, this is your blessing, and only you can know it."

After a pause, the old woman poisoned her eyes with excitement, "From today on, you are no longer the identity of the son of Chi You, but the king of Chi You!"

For a moment, the old poisonous woman still looked very serious and told Luo Feng that now he is the king of Chi You's line, then, all of this hundred miles of Miao territory belongs to him.

Luo Feng coughed slightly.

Somewhat embarrassing.

The words of the old man poisoned Luo Feng a bit.

Everything belongs to Luo Feng, including...well, the Saintess of Nine Clouds.

Seeing that Luo Feng didn't say anything, the old poisonous woman didn't force her to leave the temple first and closed the stone gate tightly.

In the center of the altar, Luo Feng sat cross-legged, studying the ancient magic of descending gods!

late at night.

Snow Mountain School.

"The Three Sects will not bubble up and fight the Great Demon King Mo Yuanwu. Naturally, the leader of Ouyang will not take action. We will adopt the second plan." The iron pot ancestor has returned to the Snow Mountain School, "Close the gate and start the formation. Let Luo Feng find it."

The Iron Kettle ancestor sneered.

He went to visit Mantianjiao. In the end, although Ouyang Wuji did not agree to take the shot, he hinted at Luo Feng.

"After Luofeng Snow Mountain returns, it will be the time when Guru Ouyang avenged his son and beheaded Luo Feng." Tiehu Old Ancestor's eyes flashed with sharp cold light.

He is looking forward to that day!

"Luo Feng is really naive, young and too arrogant." A person beside him said, "He won't even be able to find the door of the Snow Mountain School. He wants to say, destroy the sect?"

"I don't know how high the sky is."

"He doesn't know what the formation is."

"I hope he strayed into the formation and was able to take the opportunity to destroy him in the formation."

The Snow Mountain faction, united as one.

Three days passed in a flash.

Dunan Miao Village.

Qian Yilan's eyes wiped his worry, "That guy has been in the temple for three days, why hasn't he come out?"

"Don't worry, my grandma said that he is in retreat and there will be no accident." Although Song Daiying said so, her eyes could not conceal her worries, especially in the past three days, from the depths of the temple, from time to time there was The sound is frightening.

Days passed.

This morning.

Qian Yilan stood on the hillside, looking at the temple in the distance.

"There are still two days, as Luo Feng said, when he is going to step on the snow mountain, why is he still in retreat?"

Qian Yilan frowned.

Suddenly, there was another earth-shaking tremor in the direction of the temple, and the rocks at Qian Yilan's feet were cracked.

"What happened?"

Qian Yilan finally couldn't hold it back, took a leap, left the hillside, and walked up toward the stone steps of the temple, performing light exercises.

Getting closer and closer to the temple.

Suddenly, there was a shock.

Qian Yilan stopped in front of the temple. At this moment, after a long roar, a figure swept like lightning, accompanied by a loud laugh.

"Hahaha...I understand, I finally understand!"

Luo Feng was overjoyed, his figure fell in front of Qian Yilan, excited and laughing again and again.

"I finally made it!"

As he spoke, Luo Feng excitedly grabbed Qian Yilan's shoulders and moved his head over.

Boo!

Kissed.

"Haha, thousand, I'm so happy! One more..."

Qian Yilan's face turned black, "..."