Eight Desolate Valkyries

Chapter 220
Seeing that the two took out their spiritual weapons, and the battle was imminent, the people around were very savvy, and retreated quickly to avoid being affected.

Jiang's group was also around, they really saw Luo Cheng's face, they couldn't help but look at each other, they didn't know what it was like.

"It's really him, how did he do it?" The bearded man swallowed hard and spit.

"It's a blessing in disguise, there are endless opportunities in the wilderness." The old man next to him took it over.

The tone of the two revealed unreality, which showed that they were shocked.

The reaction of Jiang Yuzhi and others was naturally more exciting, especially Jiang Tianxia and Jiang Bing. They snatched Luo Cheng's Shenyuan Fruit, and in the end it was Luo Cheng who became the Yuanyuan Realm.

gap!

In contrast, there is a huge gap between the two sides.

"But having said that, you are really young and energetic. Once you have some achievements, you will go deep into dangerous places without fear." The old man sighed, unable to tell whether it was a derogation or a compliment.

"He is definitely courting death!"

When the bearded man received the words, he was indignant and full of jealousy and said: "The whole system of Yuanyuan cultivation is strict and the classification is clear. Even if you start to complete, there is a huge gap. What's more, what Luo Cheng is facing is terrible. Song Jun is not alone, but the Song family and the Hong family have two early stage consummations, and one early stage peak."

Hearing this, Jiang Yuzhi's eyes lit up, sweeping away the gloom, full of interest and anticipation.

A fallen genius is no longer a genius.

"Luo Cheng, you have a mysterious spiritual weapon, and the spear in Song Jun's hand is also a mysterious spiritual weapon. Although your martial arts are extremely high, Song Jun's realm is relatively high. I'm afraid you can handle it with just one person."

She thought in her heart, very gloating.

"Boy, go and confess to my brother!"

Song Jun roared wildly, the spear in his hand was full of rays of light, revealing a vast momentum, and he stepped forward with his legs, sending out the simplest and most effective straight thrust.

This blow sounded ordinary and easy to dodge, but it was not. When he swung the spear, the light of the spear turned into shadows, thousands of them, blocking Luo Cheng's way out.

"It's not about the effectiveness of his martial arts, but about the spear in his hand. It's better than my Qingming Sword. It should be at the top of the Xuan level."

Luo Cheng's eyes rolled, and he could see the reality of the other party at a glance, and made an appropriate counterattack.

"Wind wall!"

With a wave of the Qingming sword in the air, the wind came from all directions, waiting to be dispatched, and turned into a layer of wind walls. Up to now, it has changed from the original three layers to eight layers.

After Fengbi appeared, Luo Cheng stepped back, so that Fengbi was isolated between the two of them.

Thousands of spears hit the wind wall, and the movement of the man and the spears came to a standstill, blocked by the invisible wall, and then the spears and shields competed, only to hear eight consecutive "woo-woo" crisp sounds.

The wind wall was completely broken, but Song Jun's attack power was neutralized by more than half, and he continued to move forward, obviously lacking in strength.

"Slay God!"

Luo Cheng drew his sword out of its sheath, and suddenly a blue light emerged, showing its sharpness. With a strong blow, the sword body was radiant, and the light condensed countless white lights on the sword body.

The continuous white light sword blade was as fast as lightning, continuously piercing into thousands of spear shadows, and a series of crisp sounds were heard, and the violent confrontation caused the air flow in this area to oscillate.

The Song army was exhausted by the wind wall, and the strength of this blow was insufficient, and was quickly suppressed by the white light sword shape, and the spear shadows shattered one after another.

In the end, he swung his spear against the blade of Baimang's sword.

He didn't dare to be careless about the extremely sharp white light sword, and resisted it all with a solemn face.

"Hmph, exchange your two moves for one of my moves, and see how your true energy can withstand consumption."

Song Jun didn't feel frustrated, after all, Luo Cheng used two tricks.

One stroke of Fengbi, one stroke of God.

Suddenly, Song Jun showed a sneer and waved the spear in his hand, "If you think about it, you can also see that this spear is a top spiritual weapon of the seventh grade of the Xuan class, named 'Spirit of Regret for the World', and it contains infinite power. Be careful, if you touch it, the sword will blow away for you."

"Admit defeat obediently! Maybe I will let you die quickly."

He was not in a hurry, Luo Cheng created one riot after another in Black Rock City, causing many people to panic, and this is the best time for him to establish his prestige.

"Master Song, be careful, he still has a useless sword, and he hasn't moved it yet, otherwise he will be very fast, and the golden armor will not appear."

Unexpectedly, the knife came forward and warned loudly.

His words aroused the approval of the fugitive warriors before, as if echoing.

But this made Song Jun feel uncomfortable, thinking that he was underestimated, and he shouted dissatisfiedly: "Go away, you will know how to boost others' ambitions and save yourself from prestige! Can't I still win a kid who has just started?"

Unexpectedly, he was reprimanded for his kind reminder, Xiaodao shrank his neck, and retreated to the crowd aggrieved.

Song Jun grunted in dissatisfaction, and then looked at Luo Cheng, but his expression froze suddenly, because Luo Cheng in front of him was gone!

He was shocked, looked around, but still did not find Luo Cheng, suddenly felt a breeze blowing, and a frosty voice came from behind, "I think you should listen to other people's advice."

Song Jun's face was full of fear. From the corner of his eyes, he caught Luo Cheng holding two swords and wearing a wind coat.

The next moment, the two swords pierced his back, and he felt a sharp pain.

"what?"

Luo Cheng was stunned, seeing the two spirit swords piercing the opponent's clothes, but they were quickly blocked by a hard object, and the piercing force turned into a blow, causing Song Jun to fly forward.

On Song Jun's back, there were two gaps in the clothing, and a black soft armor could be seen, and it was also designed with scales, one piece of which was interlocking.

"Protective gear? There are so many spiritual weapons in the Song Army."

Luo Cheng suddenly realized, and at the same time verified a sentence, all of the people in the Yuanyuan Realm are indeed rich, and this person owns two spiritual weapons.

Judging from the fact that this protective gear can withstand the sharpness of the Qingming Sword, it is known that it is also a mysterious level spiritual weapon.

"This man is really, so careless, Luo Cheng almost succeeded."

Jiang Yuzhi also took a breath just now and was very nervous. If Song Jun died, Luo Chengcheng could save him and leave before the Hong and Song families came.

Her wish to see Luo Cheng die tragically cannot be fulfilled.

Out of previous conflicts and jealousy, she wanted Luo Cheng to die more than anyone else in the field.

"It's okay, it's okay! Fortunately, I'm wearing the 'Dragon Scale Armor', otherwise I would have been pierced by him. This kid is really fast."

Song Jun rejoiced again and again, and let out a long breath.

"He can't be allowed to take the initiative."

The Song army was able to cultivate to the Peiyuan state in a chaotic place, and he had fought hundreds of times with rich experience.

"You are dead, you dare to kill me, when I take you down, you will know how to write the word torture."

Then, Song Jun became angry from embarrassment, and stared at Luo Cheng ferociously. He turned his wrist quickly, and the spear spun along with it.

(End of this chapter)