Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 928 Will Die Miserably [Fourth Update]

Behind Ghost Sword Saint, a figure walked out, as if accompanied by howling ghosts.

It was a man with a sullen face, with a hideous scar on the left side of his face, and gray pupils.

He is Luo Ze, the rookie who asks the sword list.

Seeing Luo Ze, the ghost sword sage also softened his face.

His disciple's being able to squeeze into the rookie swordsmanship list also made him a ghost sword sage.

Naturally, he couldn't easily let go of the person who provoked his Ghost Sword Sect.

"Master, leave this person to me to teach."

Under the attention of everyone, Luo Ze pointed a finger at Lu Feng.

"I wonder if your Blood Sword Gym is ready to change its name?"

Lu Feng stepped forward and faced Luo Ze.

Hearing this, Luo Ze shouted coldly: "You still have the face to mention this matter. As long as you can defeat me, it will be yours. It's a pity that you will never have that chance."

Regarding Luo Ze's provocation, Lu Feng ignored it, stepped lightly on the sole of his foot, and landed directly on the bloody battle platform, and hooked his fingers: "Get up."

Looking at Lu Feng on the battle stage, Luo Ze's mouth twitched, and a gloomy voice sounded, "You are confident enough, you can be arrogant when you smash the blood sword gate? Today I will smash your bones Crush them one by one."

"If you want to crush my bones, it depends on your ability."

Lu Feng just glanced at him indifferently, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved.

The ghost sword saint's eyes were slightly cold, and he said calmly: "Go, his soul master will refine it into the ghost sword for you."

"Thank you, Master, he has lost the chance to live today, today I will let him understand the gap between Martial Martial Realm and Quasi-Saint!"

The mighty power of Saint Yuan swept out of Luo Ze's body, the deep black light seemed to come from hell, and there were countless ghost faces crying in it.

This kind of crying made some weaker people feel their scalps go numb immediately.

"Luo Ze has indeed stepped into the Quasi-Holy Realm!"

Feeling the aura of quasi-sage, the expressions of everyone in the audience changed.

If this Luo Ze is allowed to settle for a few more years, he may be able to hit the top [-] seats on the Swordsmanship Ranking.

And this Luo Ze's arrogance also has his strength, after all, he can break through to the quasi-sage before he is a hundred years old, and he is an absolute arrogance.

Xuan Qing's complexion was complicated, and it was undoubtedly a wishful thinking to fight against the quasi-sage with the power of the eight transformations. He worried: "This is troublesome, and the quasi-sage is not so easy to deal with."

"Look, Luo Ze will die a miserable death."

You Ruo has no expression on his face, and his voice is free of any emotion.

"Now, do you ever feel fear?"

Luo Ze's Saint Yuan enveloped Lu Feng, creating a pressure.

"However, you have just stepped into the quasi-sage, and you haven't even fully converted your true energy into holy energy. What right do you have to scare me like this?"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Feng did not hesitate at all, the bright zhenyuan turned into a finger, and shot across the sky like a meteor.

"I don't know how high the sky is."

Seeing that Lu Feng looked down on him, Luo Ze's eyes flashed ferociously, and the cold Shengyuan exploded like a grimace, and with a light grasp of his palm, the space suddenly froze.

but.

The finger light was so sharp that it pierced directly through the power of Saint Yuan, and then passed through his palm with a splash of blood.

"Rose is injured"

Although this blow was not serious, Luo Ze, who was a quasi-sage, suffered a secret loss in just one move.

This is an incredible thing for them to think about.

"I underestimated you, this time I was careless."

A deep voice spit out from Luo Ze's mouth. He looked at the bleeding palm, and the expression on his face became more and more gloomy.

"I didn't see you at all."

Lu Feng sneered, turned into a ball of light and moved away, raised his palm, and a celestial phenomenon appeared, which turned into a heavy pressure and crushed away.

"Ghost Crying Palm!"

The endless ghost wind howled, Luo Ze's face was tyrannical, and between the raised palms, the dark holy yuan surged, as if a huge ghost face appeared, and the screams that hit the soul spread out one after another.

However, with Lu Feng's current mental strength, he cannot have any influence.

next moment.

Press down on the mighty palm print, and the endless scorching light is like a scorching sun.

The dark holy yuan melted at an astonishing speed as if encountering a natural enemy.

Luo Ze's eyes froze, and he felt the horror of Lu Feng's palm, that is, the astonishing fluctuations spread from the body, and immediately five huge black beams swept away when the palm blasted out.

Lu Feng didn't change color at all, 310 two dragon patterns burst out.

The sky was full of blue light, and dragon chant resounded. An extremely huge green dragon hovered in midair, overlooking the world.

Qinglong carried supreme majesty, and his long body directly collided with the five beams of light.

Lu Feng's face was indifferent, and with a wave of his palm, Qinglong's figure rapidly became smaller and condensed in the palm of his hand. The heavy pressure made the blood battle platform sag and explode directly.

"Now, it's a little tricky."

Luo Ze turned serious.

Although the young man in front of him is very difficult to deal with, but he is a quasi-sage, at most it took a lot of effort.

The soles of his feet shook the ground, and his breath suddenly burst out like a cold sword. When he pushed his palms flat, the cold air flew, and countless grimaces gathered, and he slapped Lu Feng on the head.

Facing this kind of attack, Lu Feng still seemed to be able to handle it with ease. When the power of the three-colored celestial phenomenon in the palm of his hand flew over, he directly dispelled it.

Although this Luo Ze's method is a little weird, but he is far better than the bone sword of that day.

What's more, under the nine green lotus seeds, Lu Feng's realm has skyrocketed to a great height.

"Swallowing finger!"

With a flash of Lu Feng's figure, the space he swept away with his finger was completely shattered, and the finger mixed with sharp fragments fell directly.

The domineering finger light dominates the sky, Luo Ze's face is solemn, and he is no longer as contemptuous as before.

"Ghost cry Yin sword finger!"

Luo Ze also roared. As a strong man in the sword-questioning list, he has stepped into the quasi-sage, how could he allow an eight-transformation to provoke him in front of his eyes.

His hands formed seal formulas like lightning, and amid gusts of wind, the holy yuan condensed into a finger like a long sword, entwined with a strange rune.

boom!
The gloomy Ghost Crying Yin sword finger contained extremely strong power of the holy essence. The two were in a stalemate for a moment, and Lu Feng's finger light shattered, and that finger directly impacted away.

Lu Feng didn't rush, and there was a hot light rushing in his palm.

In front of the countless gazes, he crushed the aftermath of that finger in the palm of his hand.

"It's a little tricky."

Rose sneered.

However, just as his sneer fell, his pupils shrank violently.

I saw a figure in front of him shrouded in the domineering celestial light, draining the power of the range in an instant.

"Rising Sun Palm, Nine Suns Appear!"

Lu Feng gave a soft drink, and Jiuyang continued to swirl in his palm, sending out strands of terrifying force, forming his own domain.

Now Lu Feng is no longer comparable to that day, and it is much easier to cast this powerful rising sun palm than before.

And with the help of the power of celestial phenomena, the fluctuation of Lu Feng's palm is extremely terrifying, which makes the blood battle platform shine with the light of formation.

Speaking of it, it was only in an instant that the rising sun palm carried incomparably violent power, tore open the endless space, and suppressed it with its hands.

At that moment, the entire bloody battlefield seemed to be under Lu Feng's control.

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