Martial Arts Overlord

Huh!

The figure flew, Luo Feng came to the black-faced middle-aged corpse, reached out and took the opponent's storage ring. Eighteen Chinese website www.w ?. ? 8? 1? Ｚ? W ?. ? c? o? m

"This guy is quite rich."

Arousing the soul to look at the space in the storage ring, Luo Feng's face faintly smiled.

In the storage ring, there were more than one million two-grade stones. In addition, there are many martial arts secrets, but also jewellery. Luo Feng estimated that the value of all belongings should be nearly two hundred. Wan Erpin Yuanshi can be said to be a great harvest.

Putting away the storage ring, Luo Feng looked up at the morning sun that had risen to the east, and said to himself:

"Stay here for another day, consolidate the practice, and set off for the Golden Temple tomorrow."

It is still too early to break through the real world, and with the appearance of a black-faced middle-aged person, Luo Feng is forced to forcibly interrupt the cultivation. At this moment, his vitality is very impetuous.

If this situation is left unattended, it may damage the veins and even affect future practice.

Ok! someone is coming……

Suddenly, Luo Feng frowned. A few kilometers away, three to one breath came in this direction, quickly.

brush!

Without hesitation, Luo Feng's footsteps on the ground, the sky clouds step, the degree rose to the limit, a few flashes, people are already a few miles away, and disappear into the barren mountain forest.

brush!

When Luo Feng disappeared, three figures burst into the air and landed where he was just now.

Looking at the direction where Luo Feng disappeared, a young warrior frowned slightly.

"Well, I just seemed to be here, why did I disappear?"

The three felt that they were fighting here, and they hurried over with a little effort. Unexpectedly, the voice calmed down before they approached, and now there was not even a figure.

"Ah! This is ..."

At this moment, an exclamation sounded suddenly.

A middle-aged warrior showed a black-faced middle-aged corpse, glanced over, and a pair of eyes revealed a shock.

"It's veteran Lin!"

"Veteran Lin is dead!"

"Who killed him?" The other two looked shocked.

"Looking at the traces, Elder Lin should have been killed by the sword." The middle-aged warrior carefully looked at the black-faced middle-aged wound and frowned.

The youngest warrior took a deep breath, "Sword! Is that the young swordsman?"

"How is it possible that the swordsman was just a nine-year-old repair of the Spirit Circle. The veteran Lin was the top master of the veteran Spirit Circle. The swordman and the veteran Lin fought, and there was no other possibility."

The other shook his head.

The young martial artist nodded slightly, and his heart agreed with this remark.

call……

The middle-aged warrior waved his hand, rolled up the black-faced middle-aged corpse, and Shen said, "Don't guess, Elder Lin's death. This is a big thing. We will go back as soon as possible and report this to His Royal Highness."

On hearing that, the other two looked stunned.

The Prince Dan, the one-horned Chiyun Mang, was taken away in front of him, and the prince was in a bad mood these days. If he learned that Elder Lin, one of the five princes of Prince's House, would also die here, and I would not know how to be angry.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

The three did not speak anymore, performed light work and returned to the same way.

On the outskirts of the Chilong Mountains, in a valley.

This is where Luo Feng's current Prince and his party are missing. He missed the unicorn Chiyun Mang Yao Dan, and his prince is back here.

Compared to the lively scene when entering the Chilong Mountains, the camp in the canyon at this moment seems very deserted.

Bang bang bang ...

Within the canyon, bursts of rumbling sounded.

"Damn! Damn ..."

The thought of getting the one-horned Chiyun Python Demon Dan at his fingertips, captured by Luo Feng, the Prince's heart burst into anger, a pair of red eyes, cursing in his mouth, and his fists kept beating on the rocks next to it, breaking up the large rocks.

A footstep sounded and the old man came in.

"His Royal Highness."

Bang!

The prince punched a tall stone in front of him into numerous fragments, and looked at the old man, "Elder Yang, is there any news from Luo Feng?"

The old man frowned slightly and said, "I can send everyone who can be sent out. But no news has come back yet."

The Prince's face sank slightly and he said, "What about Elder Lin? He has news back."

The old man shook his head.

"A bunch of rice buckets!"

The Prince reprimanded, a pair of fists squealed.

The old man said: "His Highness, this vast mountain, looking for Luo Feng is tantamount to hunting for needles in the haystack. Three people were killed by monsters in the past two days. Moreover, Luo Feng may have left the Chilong Mountains. I think we will leave as soon as possible Here, back to Bitian City. "

"Don't let Luo Feng go like this, I won't be reconciled!" The prince clenched his teeth and cut his teeth.

"It is impossible to let him go."

The cold light flashed in the eyes of the old man. "His Highness must have forgotten. In another half a month, this is the period of the New Dragon List Conference. As a disciple of the Linglong Temple, Luo Feng will definitely go to the New Dragon List Conference ..."

Hearing the words, the Prince's eyes flickered, "Elder Yang, you mean, we can take advantage of the New Dragon List Conference? However, at that time, the senior staff of Linglong Hall will also go. As far as I know, Luo Feng's master is Linglong Hall Shui Linglong, this woman had dared to go into the West Desert Demon Realm to kill a fellow friend. If we were to act on Luo Feng at the New Dragon List Conference ... "

As soon as the water was exquisite, there was a dread in the eyes of the Prince.

Although he was timid and cowardly, he was not a dull person. If Shui Linglong knew that he had killed Luo Feng, and he didn't know what would happen, it would not be impossible for Shui Linglong to enter Bitian City.

The power of the Twelve Golden Temples is not under the dynasty, and the two parties are on an equal footing.

The old man laughed, "His Royal Highness, it is easy to hide a gun from a dark arrow. I know a friend of Xuehualou. His disciples will also participate in the New Dragon List Conference this year. This person has assassinated the true Yuan warrior. Please ask him to help me. The new Dragon List convention will kill a lot of people every year, and even if Luo Feng is killed, presumably the water will not be held accountable. "

"Blood Flower House ..."

As soon as the prince was stunned, the Blood Flower Tower was an organization on the rivers and lakes of the Canglan Dynasty. It specialized in assassination missions. The elites trained in it were all assassins who were good at assassination.

The blood flower tower is extremely powerful, not even under the twelve golden halls. Every year, the blood flower tower sends outstanding disciples to participate in the New Dragon List Conference, in order to increase the reputation of the blood flower tower on the rivers and lakes. The thousand-handed witch Mu Qingxue is from Xuehualou.

With a change of heart, the prince had understood the mind of the old man, and his face was stunned, saying:

"Okay! Inform others, we will immediately set off for Bitian City, and then you will contact this friend. No matter what conditions he drives, as long as he can kill Luo Feng, he can agree."