Chapter 1223 Respect!

This was the sword art that Luo Feng had realized from the battle between the Jiuli Sacred Sword and the mysterious sword.

Just one style.

Step on the flyover!

Luo Feng rarely used it, and at this moment, facing Tsing Yi Mu Ting, Luo Feng swung this sword.

The shame on Zhujian Peak in the past is cut with one sword today.

The sword power cuts through the sky, destroying the dead.

In a blink of an eye, the brilliant and dazzling sword light has shrouded, with an unmatched aura.

Song Ziyuan was completely flustered, and between gritted his teeth, he took out a piece of silver paper with mysterious patterns on it.

The moment the paper was waved, a dazzling silver light burst out, forming a waterfall-like barrier to stop Luo Feng's sword.

At almost the same time, Song Ziyuan yelled anxiously, "Miss Mu Ting, go!"

Don't hesitate, simply and neatly.

Song Ziyuan turned around and retired. At this moment, he couldn't care about his face. Song Ziyuan felt that if he didn't take the opportunity to retreat immediately, he would really be left in this plane completely.

The native he looked down upon was far more terrifying than he thought.

"Only the elder in the door can suppress him." Song Ziyuan retreated in the direction of the whirlpool passage. "The younger generation, Songzhou ten sects, only those ten great arrogances can match him!"

Although Song Ziyuan was very reluctant to admit it, the facts are now before his eyes.

boom!

A terrifying sword fell, shaking the silver barrier trembling, as if it was about to break at any time.

"Let's go!" In the distance, many envoys who had been defeated by Luo Feng long ago were shocked and fleeing in the direction of the channel vortex.

In addition to fear, they are all scolding their mothers, descending to all major planes as messengers. This is equivalent to the status of imperial ambassadors. Where do they go without being worshipped? You can get a lot of benefits if you just walk around.

But this time, they had a big deal.

Tsing Yi Mu Ting squeezed the sword in her hand tightly, looked at Luo Feng through the silver barrier, her expression flashed unwillingly, and finally turned around and retreated.

Boom!

The silver barrier banged and shattered, and the paper was directly turned into debris, drifting away with the wind.

Ten envoys have fled near the passage.

"Since you are here, why bother to leave?" Luo Feng's voice rang behind them, "If you can go back alive, let me know that Luo Feng will step into the **** of heaven today and crush your so-called ten arrogances. proud!"

Shoo!

When the words fell, Luo Feng swung his flying knives, one after another sharp and terrifying flying knives contained terrifying momentum, and flew away forcefully.

"Ah!" a messenger walking behind screamed, with a flying knife stuck behind it, and rushed into the whirlpool passage.

Song Ziyuan hit the **** directly and howled in pain. He felt that Luo Feng was deliberately disgusting him. This knife was impartial and thrust straight into the center of his hip.

At the last moment, each of them resorted to life-saving means, fleeing frantically, and their figures disappeared in the whirlpool passage.

This scene stunned everyone on Zhujian Peak.

The ten sage envoys came here covered in aura, they are like the upper ones, descending on this plane with a bird's-eye view.

However, before he could feel the glory, Luo Feng swept them all in an absolutely tyrannical posture, and finally fled back in embarrassment.

They didn't know that Luo Feng's last flying knife was already merciful.

After all, he will leave here and step into the realm of hell. If the ten envoys are driven to extinction, it will trigger revenge and bring disaster to the martial arts world.

This is also the reason why Luo Feng threatened to challenge the ten great arrogances. He wanted to use the mouth of a messenger to tell the strong behind that he had arrived in the **** of heaven and wanted to avenge his grievances in the **** of heaven.

"Junior Brother, I am being pulled farther and farther by you." Chu Liuxing looked at Luo Feng a little depressed, remembering that Luo Feng first entered the Dragon Palace, he was the number one player on the Peach Blossom Ranking, but now, Chu Liuxing feels that he is not Luo Feng's gap is getting farther and farther.

"Maybe after entering the Heavenly Hell Realm, Senior Brother will have a great opportunity." Luo Feng smiled.

The ten envoys fled and the evil door was defeated. Soon, they stationed on the sword peak and the battle was completely over.

"This time the Seven Abyss Evil Sect is also to blame. After this war, they want to rise again. I don't know how old they are." Tao Tianjiao looked at Luo Feng. This son, a person, has changed a plane. pattern.

The Taoist Master was also fortunate that he made a correct choice.

If not, the resident Jianfeng today will also become the cemetery of the Taoist priests.

At this time, the passage vortex in the distance suddenly dimmed a lot.

"The passage is about to be closed." The Taoist priest reminded.

"We should go too." Luo Feng leaped and sat behind the demon spirit, "Everyone, see you again in the future."

Luo Feng looked around at the crowd, and on Song Daiying's body, he couldn't help but pause. Song Daiying gave him an enchanting smile.

Whoosh whoosh!

Chu Meteor, Xiao Jun, Qian Yilan, and their own judges all jumped over and stood shoulder to shoulder with Luo Feng.

"Go!" Reluctance rose in his heart, Luo Feng still drank resolutely, patted the demon demon spirit's head, the demon demon spirit roared and rushed towards the direction of the whirlpool passage.

A group of silhouettes disappeared in the vortex passage, staying in the sword peak, everything returned to peace.

"Go back and practice hard!" Tie Mian clenched his fists, "When we enter the hell, we will meet with the boss again."

Turn around and leave one by one.

Song Daiying also left. Instead of returning to the Dragon Palace, she returned directly to the Dunan Miao Village. She received the inheritance of ancient Zhuyushu and went back to the temple to practice with less effort.

"Leave some disciples to clean up the battlefield." Daotian Sect Master glanced around, and at the same time, his voice fell loudly, "From now on, the martial arts world will respect the Dragon Palace."

A word from the Taoist leader undoubtedly established the position of the Dragon Palace.

Even if Luo Feng and others have already left, the Daotian Hierarch may be the only existence in the Martial Arts Realm that has a double bondage, but after witnessing Luo Feng's battle, he didn't have any intention to fight Luo Feng.

"Respect the Dragon Palace!"

One sentence echoed the entire Zhujian Peak, and the two disciples listened in their ears, feeling mixed, and some were not good.

Once upon a time, their three religions, the supreme martial artist world, but now, Dragon Palace has surpassed them.

But no one refused.

After the battle at Jianfeng, the martial arts world seemed to be calm all at once.

But in another world, there are waves, and a huge curtain is about to kick off.

In the whirlpool passage, the moment Luo Feng stepped into it, he felt the breath of folding between the formation and the pattern, but it was too high-level to be understood by Luo Feng today.

His body moved involuntarily with the vortex, and the picture before him changed rapidly.

Finally, Luo Feng's legs touched the ground, and the sun was dazzling. Luo Feng slowly opened his eyes after adjusting to it for a while.

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