Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Chapter 1243

He totally underestimated Luo Feng!

Mo Yuanwu couldn't believe his eyes, one of Songzhou's ten sects, the palace lord of the Lingwang Palace, was so vulnerable. In front of Luo Feng, the defense was as fragile as paper, and could be broken easily.

A gap in the realm, so easy to smooth out?

This scene caused shock. The battle between Mo Yuanwu and Sect Master Mo Zong Yu Chong subconsciously stopped. The two figures jumped at the same time, and their eyes fell on the same person.

"Senior Mo, don't be unharmed." Luo Feng laughed.

Mo Yuanwu's eyes flashed with excitement, and he responded with a smile to Luo Feng.

In the distance, the lord of the spirit palace, Wang Qifeng, stood up again in a rather embarrassed manner. After taking a spirit pill, his breath gradually became calm again, his face flashed with a hostile look, staring at Luo Feng, and he was passed on by an unknown person. Wang Qifeng couldn't accept this shame.

"From today, you will be the enemy of the Spirit Palace." Wang Qifeng's voice slowly fell, and at the same time, a light flashed in his hand, and he took out a pale yellow long stick with a pattern on it, showing extraordinary The breath, leaping forward, like a wolf swallowing a tiger, holding a long stick, the breath seems to become violent, like a beast, burst out instantly.

The long stick drove straight, sweeping the afterimage of the road in mid-air. The entire space above the sky cliff seemed to tremble, ripples trembling, spreading around, and the shadow of the stick was heavy, covering Luo Feng's surroundings in a blink of an eye.

"Go to hell." Wang Qifeng was extremely crazy, his eyes were bloody, and the long stick he was holding seemed to have a layer of magic. In a blink of an eye, it eroded Wang Qifeng's will, making Wang Qifeng's eyes linger in the dark demon. Qi, strong evil spirits.

If it weren't for Luo Feng's sake, Wang Qifeng would probably not use this weird weapon that was so powerful.

He couldn't bear to be knocked into the air by an unknown junior.

Chang Yu Chong's eyes flashed astonishment, and he obviously didn't know that Wang Qifeng still had such a weapon in his hands.

The shadow of the stick was heavy, and it was folded and covered, as if all Luo Feng’s retreat had been blocked. Suddenly, Luo Feng’s eyes burst with golden light, brilliant and radiant. He raised his hand, a sword light, stroked. The edge is broken, the blue is like a demon, the king of the knife, straight forward.

Holy Knife Jue!

Knife Light Phantom!

The shadow of the stick, the light of the knife, and the strain, this is undoubtedly a strong collision.

From this point of view, Luo Feng really didn't put Wang Qifeng in his eyes, and used his force to destroy and suppress it.

Your realm is higher than me, but not necessarily better than me!

Luo Feng used actual actions to prove this sentence.

The sword light filled the sky with absolute tyrannical force to suppress the pale yellow stick shadow, Wang Qifeng's face showed horror, he gritted his teeth and tried his best, but finally he vomited blood and flew out.

With a bang, his body severely knocked down a big tree, Wang Qifeng's breath was extremely embarrassing, his clothes were torn by a knife, his clothes were ragged, and he did not have the grandmaster's bearing at all. His eyes were filled with amazement, and he looked incredible. Is the figure holding a knife in front of him really only breaking two shackles?

Luo Feng didn't look at Wang Qifeng again. He leaped and fell beside Mo Yuanwu. He did not hide the fiery warfare in his eyes, "Senior Mo, this is a bit tricky. Let's join hands?"

Chang Yu Chong's face couldn't help but sink.

Breaking the two shackles, the warrior who only shackled the second stage of the shackles, in the eyes of Chang Yu Chong on weekdays, is almost like an ant, not worth mentioning, but now, a young warrior with the second stage of the shackles dares to point to himself. To say...a bit tricky?

Seeing him as nothing.

"Hey, didn't you bully the less with more? Now my master and Brother Feng are teaming up, you Sect Master Mo, wait for death!" Tang Dear shouted arrogantly.

In the distance, a cruel light flashed under Wang Qifeng's eyes, holding a pale yellow long stick in his hand, suddenly his figure flashed, and the long stick swept behind Tang Da'er...

call out!

The lightning flashes and the flying knives strike.

Contempt flashed across Wang Qi's cover. Even though he was not as strong as this young man, couldn't he even stop a flying knife?

Wang Qifeng does not believe in this evil!

Swinging his arm vigorously, the pale yellow long stick released an extremely flaming light.

Flying knife through the air!

Turn the stone into gold!

Wang Qifeng didn't know that the power contained in this flying knife at this moment was far more terrifying than his previous power when facing Luo Feng's attack.

boom!

The moment the long stick collided with the flying knife, there was an explosion, and the pattern on the pale yellow long stick instantly collapsed and shattered. Wang Qifeng felt a sharp tearing pain in his palm, and quickly took off his hand. The palm was bloody. I was stunned and quickly tried to avoid it, but in my pupils, the flying knife thin as a cicada's wings was invincible and approaching infinitely...

call out!

The flying knife sank into Wang Qifeng's eyebrows.

"The shameless old guy, even thinking about attacking Lao Tzu." Tang Dal turned his head and saw Wang Qifeng's tragic situation, and immediately sighed.

Many people around were stunned.

Wang Qifeng was the lord of the Spirit Palace, one of the ten sects of Songzhou, and was killed by a knife.

Moyunling died.

Chang Yu Chong also took a breath and immediately ordered the two disciples to attack.

Luo Feng's strength was too strong, so that Chang Yu Chong didn't have absolute confidence to face his and Mo Yuanwu's cooperation. After all, a triple shackles Mo Yuanwu had already made Chang Yu Chong a little strenuous to deal with.

"What the **** is that, try all these enchanting guys." Chang Yu Chong was anxious and angry, and decisively launched a fierce offensive towards Mo Yuanwu. The two disciples received Chang Yu Chong's order, and they understood the master's Meaning, to kill Tang Dal.

"Paralysis, when I'm good to bully?" Tang Dal roared, the barbarian king turned on his power, holding the silver halberd in his hand, making a sudden stroke to kill the enemy.

boom! boom! boom!

At this time, thunder and lightning fell in the sky!

Shocking thunders resembled heavy rain, rumbling down, attacking the two disciples.

Luo Feng's figure stopped. He wanted to support Tang Dal, but now it seems that it is unnecessary.

Chu Meteor, Xiao Jun, Qian Yilan and the judge, the four appeared in time.

Chu Liuxing and Xiao Jun performed Taoist thunder techniques at the same time. Five thunders blasted and slashed madly. One after another, two disciples were caught off guard and could not evade, and they were directly chopped into coke.

call out!

The long sword is in the sky, the blue dress is graceful, and the stunning female Shura, at this moment, she also opens the sword style. Today's Qian Yilan has completely controlled the inheritance of Qianshou Shura in his own hands without being affected.

The judge performed the superb technique "The Book of Heaven without Words", and his shots were flying like dragons and snakes, with great momentum.

Four masterpieces of Tianjiao appeared at the same time, and Tang Dal joined hands to fight against two disciples.

Luo Feng looked at the battlefield between Chang Yu Chong and Mo Yuanwu...