Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Chapter 1302

The voice was loud, echoing in the minds of everyone in all directions.

The rusty light of the knife is like blue snowflakes, beautiful and contains unmatched murderous intent.

When the words fell, the knife shadow reached.

Holy Blade Art, open the sky and cut the earth!

The moment Luo Feng swung his sword, the surrounding sky seemed to be covered with blades. The bright blades were dazzling and dazzling, as if the entire space was covered with blades everywhere.

But when the blade fell, countless phantoms gathered together to form a beam of blade light.

Falling from the sky!

Dao Yi Sen was extremely cold.

Dao Ying was as fast as a flash of lightning.

Mo Qinchi punched strongly, and the gloves exuding the rays of the gods made Mo Qinchi incredibly strong and confident. He asked himself that he could blast Luo Feng with one punch, and even kill him. As everyone knows, Luo Feng did not dodge, but instead did. Coming with a knife...

That beam of knife light pierced the eyes.

Between the lightning flashes, Mo Qinchi's eyes even wiped out a timid look, his pupils widened and gritted his teeth.

The knife light touched the **** pattern glove.

Huh!

There is no fierce collision sound as imagined.

Holy knife!

The invincible blade, like a broken bamboo, is simply and sharp, and directly cut the **** pattern glove directly.

"what!"

Mo Qinchi’s voice was painful and stern, the god-patterned gloves were cut off, and his fists were naturally unavoidable. He was cut directly by the blade, ten fingers connected to the heart, let alone his fist was directly cut off. Heartbreaking, wailing and screaming.

call out!

The knife mang across.

Mo Qinchi's voice stopped abruptly.

From the throat, blood gurgled out, leaving a trace on the blade.

"I'm sorry, I took back what I just said." Luo Feng's body stabilized, "I cut you with two swords."

boom!

Mo Qinchi's body crashed to the ground, his eyes still wide open.

Do not look down.

Even when he died, he couldn't understand how a kid who was far worse than himself two or three days ago would be reborn in a short period of time, and behead himself with one, no, two.

The death of Mo Qinchi was so sudden that the audience was shocked.

"Is it possible for him to kill the five-tier powerhouse in the shackles?" Ye Jianing smiled bitterly while shocked. "A few days ago, I still regarded him as an opponent. Among the true disciples of the Purple God Palace, they must be the best."

"We are still struggling to get a place as a true disciple. He seems to be within easy reach." Su Huan sighed.

"Two young masters, don't forget, go to Xiu Luo Mountain. No, Luo Feng’s crisis has not been resolved." A strong man in Sumen said in a deep voice, "Tianzong wizards, goddess saints, countless, but, come to In the end, being the strongest is not necessarily the most enchanting talent."

Su Huan's expression also became solemn, "It is rumored that the **** sculpture of Luoshen Temple once touched the ancient tree after the phoenix nirvana, and was stained with a drop of Phoenix blood. Although it is the sixth level of the Shackle Realm, once desperately, the fighting power is comparable to Shackles. Seven-fold strong in the realm."

"The disparity is still too great. You can't expect a Tianjiao with the four levels of Shackles to be able to beat a peerless powerhouse comparable to the seven levels of Shackles."

Even so, Luo Feng's stunning beauty has shocked countless people.

Especially with the dozens of forces involved in the besieging Luo Feng, many of them turned pale, and they couldn't help shaking, looking up at the sky, pinning their last hope.

"You must not let Luo Feng escape." Gu Tianhe's expression turned pale, his lips were dry, and his hands and feet were cold. He was convinced that Luo Feng could not be the opponent of the God Sculpture, but Luo Feng just killed Moqin Chi. That knife was so stunning, Gu Tianhe was afraid that Luo Feng would eventually escape.

"Lock the city gate." The strong men of several major forces shouted desperately, and rushed toward the city gate first, adding a few barriers, with only one purpose, to cut off Luo Feng's retreat.

"Get out!" Song Shiyue's voice resounded.

The death of Mo Qinchi caused the wolfsmoke army to be upset. Song Shiyue took the opportunity to launch a strong attack. The guards of Tingfeng Tower with less than two hundred people, like a sharp cone, advanced toward the city gate.

Luo Feng held the Jiuli Sacred Sword in his hand, his face was calm, his gaze was calm, and for a moment, he gently raised his eyes and looked towards the sky.

Those eyes filled with fierce light were joking at the moment.

"It's interesting." The voice of the god-shielding statue fell, as if it contained some kind of spiritual power, shaking the soul of people, "It is worthwhile to come here by the king himself." The wings of the god-shielding statue patted, "If not, I really let you run away."

"But now..." the body of the god-shielding **** carving fell sharply, "you, none of you can run away."

call out!

The spread wings are more than a hundred meters long, and the sunset glow on the horizon is completely obscured. The entire sky seems to be dimmed suddenly, and those wings make people tremble.

Like two giant knives, slashing across the air.

Entrained with an extremely terrifying gust of wind, in an instant, there was a great chaos below.

This is an indiscriminate attack.

Including the Wolfsmoke Army, the vast majority of people were unsteady and staggered, and some were directly fanned.

The two sides were defeated and defeated.

The camp was directly disrupted.

call!

The heaven-shielding divine eagle flapped its wings back and forth, and after a few counts, there were less than a hundred people below who could still stand firmly.

"It's too weak." The body of the god-shielding statue hovered out of thin air, and the fierce light from his eyes filled the sky. The entire sky seemed to have become the frozen field of the god-shielding statue. Those terrifying eyes seemed to be able to see everything, everything below. Every move can't escape its sense of consciousness.

"Kneel down all." The voice of the god-shielding divine sculpture fell down like a king over the world, "Kneelers, return to Luoshen Temple, don't kill."

While talking, the heaven-shielding **** sculpture surged with an extremely violent and violent aura, and the sky full of killing intent filled the scroll, "The stubborn and insane, kill without mercy."

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Suddenly, lightning appeared in the sky.

Taoist thunder technique!

A series of purple light thunder and lightning, five thunders hit the top, fiercely slapped the body of the god-shielding divine carving.

"Big bird, what's the noise?" Luo Fengyang pointed at the god-shielding sculpture, with thunder and lightning lingering in his palm, and thunder and lightning struck the god-shielding sculpture in the sky. "A bird and poultry dare to do a fortune in human society. I can't kill you." Luo Feng continued to wave his hand, thunder and lightning fell like a torrential rain.

In fact, Luo Feng’s purple light thunder and lightning really couldn’t break the defense of the Heaven-shielding Divine Eagle. However, being scolded so much by pointing her nose, the whole body was also subjected to such lightning strikes, directly causing the Heaven-shielding Divine Eagle to explode. Its target was too big to avoid the bombardment of lightning. It finally went mad and transformed itself into a man in black. The mole on its forehead was projecting a red light, condescending, overlooking Luofeng, "This king will crush you." Ten thousand corpses."

"Who doesn't know how to be a mouthpiece?" Luo Feng sneered, and made a hook towards the god-shielding carving. "You come down, I want to invite everyone to a full bird feast!"