Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Chapter 1482: All enemies in the world, short-lived signs!

The horse with a sword backstruck exhausted its strength and rushed toward the front, sweeping the dust in the sky.

Carrying that mysterious sacred mountain, the sacred mountain is like a sword, steeply plunged into the sky, and the surrounding atmosphere is full of the meaning of killing.

The white army, retreat!

When the horseshoe went east, Gu Jian pointed out that the divisions of the most elite legions in the East were completely defeated by Luo Feng today, and they evaded one after another.

No one dares to stop!

In an even more shocking scene, two white-clothed soldiers, led by a thousand people, broke through the existence of nine shackles, and now they have no strength to fight back, trapped by the big net, and dragged straight.

The white-clothed army responsible for guarding the sacred mountain did not participate in this battle. At this moment, all of them were sluggish, as if they had been petrified.

Luo Feng's words reverberated in his ears, and Luo Feng's strength against Qianjun was replayed in his mind. There was no way to recover for a long time.

"so horrible!"

"This is Luo Feng, Luo Feng, God of War Tianjiao!"

"Break the realm of eight shackles, but arrogantly crush the two strong men who broke the nine shackles, and shake the enemy across the border, how can anyone else in the world?"

"He should be the blessing of the Purple God Palace, why should he betray the Purple God Palace?" Someone sighed.

"Little Junior Brother!" When Luo Feng's horse rushed past his hips and disappeared from his sight, Ding Xiang reacted violently. His pupils shook, and he exclaimed, rushed forward and rode. Get on a war horse and chase it out.

With the identity of Lilac, these soldiers in white will not stop them.

However, Ding Xiang couldn't catch up with Luo Feng.

Luo Feng's ancient sword slashed the horse, completely exploding the potential of that horse, and rushed forward frantically.

"Little Junior Brother!" Ding Xiang was behind, being pulled farther and farther, but her eyes became more and more anxious. At a fork in the road, she clearly saw that Luo Feng had chosen the direction of the Purple God Palace.

Is he really going to make a big fuss in the Purple Temple?

Ding Xiang is very anxious. It is obvious that Junior Brother has the ability to escape from birth, but why does he want to break into Longtan Tiger Lair alone?

In the Purple God Palace, the strong are like clouds, and they are not comparable to Wan Yong and Fu Qi.

He was so impulsive!

Dingxiang chased wildly. Finally, Luo Feng staggered and fell down because of excessive bleeding from his hips. Dingxiang seized the opportunity and rushed forward while yelling again and again, "Little brother, stop!"

Lilac was panting and sweating, and her eyes were anxious, "You don't want to go to the Purple Temple, it will be lifeless."

"Senior Sister." Luo Feng looked at Lilac, with an indifferent expression, "Father and son Zhugeyi, he wanted to kill me, and afterwards, he turned black and white and discredited Luo Feng! In the end, my best brother avenged me but died. In Zhuge Yi's hands, he didn't even leave the corpse." Luo Feng's eyes filled with strong hatred, "If this hatred is not reported, I will feel uneasy all my life."

Lilac trembled intensely, her red lips trembled, and she raised her head and looked directly at Luo Feng. For a long time, her voice was bitter, "But you know that it is Longtan Tiger's Lair, that is a king-level power, the Purple God Palace!"

A warrior who has broken the eight chains is going to break into the Purple Shrine, set foot on the eleventh Wanhua Peak, and cut the head of Wanhua Peak Elder Zhuge Yi.

This is simply ridiculous!

This is simply a dream!

This is nothing short of smashing the tree!

Dingxiang still wanted to persuade Luo Feng, but when her eyes touched Luo Feng's eyes again, she couldn't speak anymore.

Those eyes contain the will of steel, the eyes are like steel knives, and they are extremely tough. This will cannot be shaken by anyone at all.

"A man has something to do and what not to do in his life." Luo Feng smiled at Dingxiang, "I have a sword in my hand, so I am happy to be enmity!"

Luo Feng turned around, "Sister, if I can walk out of the Purple God Palace alive, I welcome you and Master to come to Tengcheng as a guest."

Lilac stood still, motionless.

The hair was disturbed by the wind,

In my mind, there seemed to be magnificent waves and waves.

I have a sword in my hand.

Then please feel enmity!

Dingxiang opened his mouth and looked at Luo Feng's back, with an upright body, holding an ancient sword in his hand, dragging a large net, and speeding away...

After all, Lilac didn't say a word, turned on his horse, and continued to move in the direction of the Purple God Palace.

"No matter what, you are our little brother of Drunken Dragon Peak." Ding Xiang stared at the front, Luo Feng's speed was so fast that he had already disappeared, "I will no longer stop you, if you are born in this battle, the senior sister will laugh for you. , Feel proud! If you die, Senior Sister will cry for you and bury your body thickly on Drunken Dragon Peak."

Luo Feng didn't start the speed with all his strength, but he also had a speed close to the speed of sound.

Wan Yong and Fu Qi behind him were able to resist at first, but later they screamed and dragged a long blood path on the ground.

Luo Feng's figure stopped again.

In front of him, a masked man showed only a pair of sharp eyes, and his body was filled with the aura of a strong man, far stronger than Wan Yong and Fu Qi.

"Break the nine shackles?" Luo Feng twisted his eyebrows lightly. The masked face in front of him was so powerful that even if Wan Yong and Fu Qi joined forces, they couldn't match.

"You deserve to be the God of War." The masked man's voice was suppressed, deliberately sharp, to cover up his voice, "However, it is not a wise choice to kill the Purple God Palace if you can escape."

Luo Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Who is Senior?"

"The identity of the old man is not important." This masked man is exactly Pang Zhou, the elder of the Qiandong Peak of the Purple God Palace. At this moment, Pang Zhou is standing with his hand with his hand, his eyes are sharp, staring at Luo Feng, "I ask you, you...but Carrying seven stars?"

While speaking, Pang Zhou stared closely at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng's eyes widened, and he immediately noticed Pang Zhou's eyes. After a while, Luo Feng's eyes showed a burst of doubt, "Bearing seven stars! What do you mean Senior?"

At this juncture, a mysterious and unpredictable strong man who broke the nine chains suddenly ran out and asked if he was carrying the Seven Stars. Luo Feng would naturally not admit it.

At this moment, Luo Feng remembered the formations in front of the mysterious beads when he discovered the mysterious beads.

Could it be that this mysterious powerhouse left him?

Some formations, once touched, the arranger will be aware of it, and Luo Feng can do it.

Pang Zhou stared at Luo Feng for a long time, and said indifferently, "If you are carrying the Seven Stars, then you have a sacred mission on your back. You must never break into the Purple God Palace to die."

"Thank you senior for reminding." Luo Feng arched his hand, "but junior, I really don't know what bears the Seven Stars."

Pang Zhou's breath covered the past, enveloping Luo Feng, Luo Feng's expression was complacent, he stepped back slightly, and looked vigilant.

It seems that it is really not him!

That's great.

Pang Zhouchang breathed a sigh of relief.

Luo Feng's situation is too dangerous.

Now it is not just offending Opuge, the common people asked, but also completely offending Purple God Palace, one of the four king-level forces.

It can be said that Luo Feng is an enemy of the world at this moment!

This is a short-lived sign.