Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Chapter 418: Iron Pen Towns Strange Knife, Iron Fist Presses Red Fist

Upon seeing this, the indifferent expression of Guai Knife Pan Aotian was furious, and the large knife in his hand that was nearly a thousand kilograms suddenly slammed, and the spirit of the same husband rushed out, his eyes widened like a copper bell, fiercely Staring at the two Luo Feng Iron Faces who were walking up, they roared, "This is your end point."

Luo Feng looked indifferent, and continued to walk forward calmly, getting closer and closer to Pan Aotian. Everyone could not help but subconsciously pop up an idea if Luo Feng really walked in front of Weidaopan Aotian. , Will he directly shout, "Let me give..."

It's just that Aotian Guai Dao didn't give everyone this opportunity to verify.

With a loud shout at this moment, the heavy heavy knife in his hand suddenly turned into a phantom, smashed through the air and dropped straight, blasting above Luo Feng's head.

The heartbeats of many people in the distance mentioned their throats, and all of them opened their eyes subconsciously.

Luo Feng, the scum of warrior, is going to make a move after all.

Otherwise, the knife will be cut, and the body will be separated absolutely.

Just as everyone was waiting to see how much Luo Feng was capable of, Luo Feng didn't even move his eyelids, quietly watching the blow of this big knife.

Keng!

At the moment of the moment, a clear and incomparable metal collision sounded.

In front of Luo Feng, a figure appeared.

The cold-faced judge, with a silver stylus in his hand, supported it with one hand, and abruptly blocked the knife.

"What!" Guaidao Pan Aotian's pupils couldn't help but shrank sharply, his eyes staring at the judge instantly.

Holding a pen with one arm, he actually blocked the blow of his own heavy knife, which shows how terrifying this person's power is.

This scene stunned all the onlookers in the distance.

"I can see that for the first eighteen levels, people just haven't made any effort yet."

"If Aotian Guai Daban was defeated, then this so-called nine levels and eighteen cards would be a joke."

"Yes, he threatened that Luo Feng was not qualified to walk up the mountain, but in the end, he walked up with a big wave."

Keng! Keng! Keng!

Stylus vs. Broadsword!

In an instant, the collision caused a violent vibration, as if the space was distorted, and the invisible momentum ripples.

At this moment, Luo Feng and Tie Mian had already bypassed the strange blade Aotian and continued to move forward.

"Stop!" Pan Aotian's eyes burst into anger, and he furiously attacked, and the big knife in his hand pointed towards Luo Feng's back. However, at this moment, behind him, there seemed to be a sharpness pierced by a sharp cone. The sharp feeling invaded, his face changed drastically, his footsteps turned sharply, he gave up chasing Luo Feng, and evaded the judge's attack, and the anger in his eyes was even more triumphant, "You are looking for death."

In the words, the invisible blade sharply slashed towards the judge like a thousand-weight peak.

boom! boom! boom!

The two figures moved from the stairs to the pavilion, and in an instant, the tyrannical force destroyed a corner of the pavilion.

"It's a bit happy." The judge laughed, "Although the strength is average, this sword technique is still good."

Average strength?

Everyone stared at the judge with weird faces.

What this said is simply making other people unable to live. Everyone knows the unique sword technique of Aotian, but his internal strength is also not weak. The peak of Mingjin's ninth rank is at the level of Dark Jin. Is this just like strength? It's nothing but bragging. However, the judge proved with actual actions that what he said was the truth.

call!

The stylus in his hand was suppressed, with a shock, Pan Aotian held the heavy sword in both hands, and clearly felt the force of the counter-shock, which made Hu's mouth a little numb and his face paled in shock.

"The three of Luo Feng have reached the last level." At this time, a disciple of Xingyimen stepped forward to report, his face pale and flustered, "However, Luo Feng still did not take action, and only one of them was left. The entourage dealt with the strange knife plate Aotian, Luo Feng and another entourage were walking towards this side, already less than 500 meters away."

"What!" Deng Buyuan couldn't help standing up again, his face changed drastically.

After a while, the eyes were almost subconsciously filled with evil spirits.

It was not that he was afraid of Luo Feng coming over.

It's just that he has already let out a word, and it is bound to make Luo Feng kneel or be **** on the hero stage. Luo Feng's move undoubtedly slapped himself severely.

He is not qualified to go up the mountain, but now he is only less than 500 meters away from himself.

No one can stop.

"Luo Feng, it seems that I really underestimated you before." Deng Buyuan's face was extremely cold and angry.

"Isn't there five hundred meters, Brother Deng, maybe, there are unexpected surprises." At this time, the elder of the Red Fist Sect Xie Ge said with a smile, "My Junior Brother Qiufeng has already gone to attack Luo Feng."

Hearing this, Deng Buyuan's pupils couldn't help but shrank, "The young generation of Hongquanmen is the most promising genius to enter the dark, Tian Qiufeng?"

"Exactly." Xie Ge smiled slightly, "Junior Brother Qiufeng is only 30 years old, but he is already the pinnacle of the ninth rank. What he lacks is the insight in the battle. Since the follower of the martial artist scum Luo Feng is so arrogant, then simply let Qiufeng Junior brother, go to learn and teach their brilliant tricks!"

Hope rekindled in Deng Buyuan's heart.

In addition to the strange blade Aotian, the two great Mingjin 9th-Rank powerhouses went to snipe Luofeng, if they couldn't even stop them, then...the only one who had to do was to do it himself.

"Peerless Red Fist?" At this time, Tian Qiufeng had already fought with Iron Face, and there was a burst of hot light across the eyes of Iron Face, "It's interesting, haha...look at me Iron Fist!"

boom! boom! boom!

The two banged several punches in an extremely arrogant manner.

The two figures separated at the same time.

Tian Qiufeng stared at the opponent in front of him solemnly. The opponent's tyranny exceeded his expectations. Although he did not use his best, Tian Qiufeng clearly felt that the opponent still had room for it.

"Let's fight!" Tiemen laughed, sweeping away the previous depression, and finally a decent opponent came, and Tiemen suddenly felt a little reluctant to kill him.

The iron face is reluctant, but the judge is willing.

With a stroke of the pen, a war character floats in the air.

The Art of War erupted with incomparable fighting power, and the tyrannical force overwhelmingly rushed towards the strange blade Aotian...

Keng! Keng! Keng! Keng! Keng!

Pan Aotian didn’t hold the big knife firmly, and was directly blasted out. The judge leaped in the air and directly kicked his big knife off the cliff on one side. At the same time, he swung away the iron pen in his hand and made several attacks. The ground suppressed the strange blade Aotian.

"I said, your strength is still weak." The judge glanced at Pan Aotian indifferently, then turned his head, his expression revealed a contemptuous smile, "Nine levels and eighteen cards, relying on these gadgets, even We don’t have the qualifications for the boss to take action either."