Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Chapter 1126

anger!

Jealous!

Hate fire!

Fear of fire!

Luo Feng's birth turned out, as if a bunch of flames were lit in the warrior world that had been calm for a long time.

Luo Feng is too good!

He is so good that he can't wait to die.

And Ouyang Wou-ki is the heroic king of the martial arts world, a benchmark figure, his every move can cause shocks and worship by thousands.

A hero, a devil.

Martial artists in Zhejiang-Hangzhou area, public opinion is naturally one-sided. Even if there is a martial artist who hopes that Luo Feng will escape, he dare not take the risk at this time and declare it openly.

In today's martial arts world, in line with modern times, there are naturally special forums for information exchange.

At this time, the judge and his party who had arrived in Guangdong Province, Yangcheng International Airport also browsed the forum information.

"Sure enough, there is news that the old thief Ouyang is chasing the boss." Tiemian's eyes widened, and his heart attacked. "Bad son, someone has fallen into trouble, and must unite many warriors to intercept and kill the boss near the mysterious water palace."

"Look for these people, you want to get into trouble, take advantage of the fire, and when this is over, slowly find them to settle the account." The judge's eyes were extremely cold.

"I don't know if anything will happen to him." Qian Yilan was uneasy.

Everyone wanted to kill again.

"It's up to now, we can only wait." Yan Huilai stabilized everyone's emotions.

At dawn, a ray of light hangs from the horizon.

Woo!

The figure passed by, like a phantom.

"Near!"

Luo Feng felt a little bit miserable. Ouyang Wuji behind him seemed to know his purpose and was no longer confused. No matter how he changed his direction, he immediately intercepted him in the direction of the mysterious water palace.

The lake where the mysterious water palace is located is very close, but there is a feeling of being close to the horizon.

Behind him, a powerful enemy is approaching!

"How far can the bereaved dog run?" Ouyang Wuji's voice resounded from behind.

"The ghost will not go away!" Luo Feng gritted his teeth and accelerated.

The light of dawn, mixed with dew, entrained bursts of chill.

Ouyang Wuji had appeared behind Luo Feng, about a hundred meters away.

Ouyang Wuji's eyes were extremely cold, "Want to take advantage of the desperate situation of the mysterious water palace to escape the chase? Huh, it is too naive to think."

Ouyang Wuji followed Luo Feng and received a lot of information, so he naturally knew what Luo Feng thought.

"If you get closer, you will directly use the God of Death Arrow to kill!" A God of Death Arrow appeared in Ouyang Wuji's hands.

Murderous surging.

call!

The figure is like electricity.

Luo Feng seems to be sprinting!

Anyway, Ouyang Wuji already knew his intentions, so he could only give it a go.

"Heaven and underground, you have no way to escape!" Ouyang Wudi shouted, his voice spreading for several miles.

Near the lake, many warriors have already gathered, and they all heard this sentence, their spirits vigorously lifted, and they looked around.

"coming!"

"Sure enough, the hunt is here!"

"Devil King Luo is dead."

Luo Feng also didn't expect that so many warriors would gather around the lake early in the morning, but for Luo Feng, this was not important.

He is now wandering on the line of life and death, just thinking. The last blog!

The lake is already here.

Luo Feng suddenly shouted, his figure suddenly stopped, unexpectedly turned around, a flag in his hand appeared, and he swung out.

Ouyang Wuji raised his sword eyebrows sharply, and his figure moved horizontally subconsciously. Although Luo Feng's previous seven-step maze formation did not pose a threat to him, it would take a lot of effort to break the formation.

Woo!

Taking advantage of the moment Ouyang Wuji's figure moved laterally, Luo Feng quickly turned around, rushing forward at full speed, desperately sprinting frantically.

The last chance!

At this moment, Luo Feng's figure and Ouyang Wuji once again separated from each other.

What he threw out was not a formation, but just wanted to use the deterrence of the formation to slow Ouyang Wuji's pace.

Goal achieved.

Chances are fleeting!

The figure rushed to the lake.

"Don't think about it!"

"Devil King Luo, die quickly!"

At this moment, on the shore of the lake, a few big trees, suddenly, a few figures rushed out.

A total of eight people drew their swords and pierced the Changhong. In an instant, they condensed and killed Luo Feng who was rushing up.

It's like a giant net, pounced on the face.

Rumor has it that Ouyang Wuji's entourage is the eight masters of Mantianjiao, and it must be these eight people.

"The eight masters ambush with all their strength, this blow is absolutely deadly."

Many people conclude.

Among the sparks and flints, Luo Feng's figure did not stop, his eyes burst into a beam of light, his black hair danced wildly, and he watched the enemy.

"Holy Sword Art!"

Luo Feng waved his knife, radiant, dazzling, fascinating, and devastating!

"Just because you dare to stop me Luo Feng?"

When the words fell, the holy sword fell, opening up the world, the lake was shaken by the power fluctuations, and the lake water boomed.

The eyes of the eight people showed no horror at the same time, and a breath of horror enveloped their hearts.

Even desperate!

They all thought that Luo Feng was chased and killed by the leader, and he should have been exhausted. At this time, the ambush and slam would have miraculous effects.

As everyone knows, Luo Feng is still unmatched.

Below the shackles, in front of his eyes, everything is scum, dare to stop, cut it with a single blow.

"kill!"

The eight people yelled desperately, using their voices to cover up their fears, but, with this indestructible knife, they could not stop them.

call out!

call out!

call out!

One after another, blood arrows spurted out and fell on the shimmering lake. They were instantly diluted by the lake water and disappeared.

The eight masters are all Jiuding experts carefully cultivated by Man Tianjiao, absolute core strength. Never compete for the holy list, but his own strength can almost be included in the top 20 of the holy list.

With such power, it can easily sweep forces in the martial arts world except the three religions.

The background of the three religions is by no means simple.

However, the eight powerhouses joined forces in an ambush. Under such circumstances, Luo Feng was still beheaded by a single knife. In that instant, the surrounding lake suddenly fell silent.

The focus of everyone's gaze fell on the figure that bloomed with peerless brilliance, and endless waves swelled in their hearts.

How many years did the martial arts world have such an enchantment?

Each one gasped.

"If it weren't for the leader of Ouyang, no one could stop this evildoer."

Woo!

Luo Feng's figure did not dare to stay at all, and rushed forward in the direction of the mysterious water palace.

He felt that there was a chilly meaning behind him, as if being stared at by a cold poisonous snake, bloodthirsty and soul-stirring.

At this time, some people saw Ouyang Wuji's actions and subconsciously opened their eyes and held their breath.

The eight masters of Man Tianjiao, although they were all in the same face-to-face room, were strongly beheaded by Luo Feng, and none of them were left, but they did buy Ouyang Wuji for time.

Just a few seconds is enough!

Ouyang Wuji's figure was like lightning, approaching Luo Feng. At the same time, a transparent silver longbow appeared in his left hand, and his right hand held a Zhu Shen arrow.

The blazing light from the eyes.

Raise your hand!

Bend your bow!

Take an arrow!

Suddenly exert force!