Martial Arts Overlord

Hearing Luo Feng's words, Yue Haitang glanced at another island and nodded:

"I know. Bayi Chinese, W8, W1, 18, 1 said, 1 net, said, W, net, c, o, 8m"

Luo Feng froze, thinking of something, and laughed:

"It seems you've been here for a long time. No wonder you exited the dragon's head-up race so quickly."

"The disciples of the sword tomb all understand the meaning of the sword. As long as you know this, it is not difficult to find them."

Then, Yue Haitang looked up at Luo Feng and said, "Thank you for your special trip to tell me."

"a piece of cake."

Luo Feng waved his hand and said, "They are from Jianxin Tianyu, you don't care."

"rest assured."

Yue Haitang smiled and stretched out her right hand. Suddenly, there was a spirit of anger. His forefinger pointed out a sword-shaped virtual shadow, which cut the air into a rattling sound and laughed:

"Because of your help, my swordsmanship has reached the level of Xiaocheng. Even if I don't use Jianxin Tianyu, I am confident to become the top ten new dragons."

"That's good. Then I'll go back." Luo Feng nodded, ready to leave.

Yue Haitang hesitated, and said, "Luo Feng, the courtyard where I live is not far from here. Would you like to sit? I brought the finest Yunwu Lingxin Tea, which can help the warriors to recover."

"No, tomorrow is the official competition. I plan to consolidate the martial arts skills again. Bayi Chinese W8W8W1. 1881 Net.W.COM. Besides, you need to rest. See you tomorrow."

Luo Feng said goodbye and turned to leave.

"Ming ... see you tomorrow ..."

Yue Haitang pinched the corners of her lips and waved to Luo Feng.

...

The night came, and a full moon hung high in the night sky, starry.

At night, the twenty-four elementary spirit veins of Qunlong Island are extremely bright, like substance, looking far away, like a series of jade dragons around the main island. The artistic conception and the stars and moons in the sky correspond to each other.

Bang bang bang bang ...

In the small courtyard where Luo Feng lived, bursts of empty sounds continued to scream, and they continued to be dense and urgent, giving people a very strong feeling.

In the moonlight, you can see a figure practicing boxing in a small courtyard, full of boxing skills.

"The King is invincible!"

The body sank, the figure suddenly blasted out, the fist rubbed against the air, and even sparks appeared.

Hum!

The fists blasted in the void, and the air rippled through layers of transparent ripples, violently rippling like water waves, as if this space were to collapse for it.

The figure is naturally Luo Feng. Although it is only the last night before the New Dragon List conference, he did not have a slack thought because of this. He bid farewell to Yue Haitang and returned to the small courtyard. Before you start, take your form to the top. Bayi Novels Network W8W8W8. 811 in Chinese and Chinese W. Com

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Breathing softly, Luo Feng looked at the ground with only faint traces and said to himself:

"This group of Long Island is really mysterious. The ground can withstand my punches."

Although there is no vitality, simply relying on the strength of **, with his current strength, a punch is no small matter, and steel can easily be crushed, but it cannot shatter the ground, which is incredible.

Thoughts flashed, Luo Feng squatted down, palms on the ground, soul strength to explore downwards.

A little exploration, Luo Feng immediately understood the key point. It turned out that the ground rock contained extremely strong vitality of the heavens and the earth.

In this case, it's time to let go of cultivation. Luo Feng took a deep breath, Di Yan broke the sheath of the sky, and the blade disappeared into the void instantly.

"Qiuyu breaks his soul ..."

Uh ...

When the cold wind started, a killing air permeated the small courtyard. In the dim night, there were countless cold mansions. Each cold mang was extraordinary, spreading throughout this space, densely packed, with almost no gaps.

next moment.

Tinker Bell ...

The crisp sounds continued, and the ground within a hundred meters of Luo Feng's body burst into countless Mars. The trajectory of the beheading was not visible at all, but there were countless crisscrossing marks on the ground.

"Autumn rain kills, the knife gas is differentiated, and this degree can be achieved. My Qiuyu broken soul sword can be said to be a small one."

Looking at the dense cuts on the ground, Luo Feng's eyes were slightly bright, Qiuyu's soul-changing sword's changing mood, both offensive and defensive, and cultivated into this method, when dealing with enemies who like sneak attacks, they can definitely exert their unexpected effects.

"Keep practicing."

The night was still very long. Luo Feng didn't want to waste time. He showed his shape and scrambled in the courtyard to practice various martial arts.

Two hours passed.

brush!

Luo Feng stopped and looked up at the sky. The moon didn't know when it would disappear. The sky was covered by a large cloud, and it was dark.

"The weather in the sea is really weird."

Luo Feng smiled slightly and exhaled a cloud of breath. "All kinds of martial arts are familiar once again, it should be almost, the rest is only to restore vitality to its heyday and wait for the game to begin."

After some practice, Luo Feng's shirt was soaked with sweat, so he decided to wash it first and then restore the spirit of Nine Dragons.

There was a special bathroom in the room. There was a hot spring in it. Luo Feng entered the room, took off his shirt, and jumped directly in, immediately moaning comfortably.

This hot spring is connected to the Yuanling veins deep in the ground. The water contains extremely strong vitality, which can speed up the recovery of the warriors, which is obviously specially prepared for the contestants.

With his eyes closed, Luo Feng leaned against the pool and began to run the nine changes of Shenlong.

Suddenly, he frowned and opened his eyes, his bright eyes burning in the mist.

"Someone outside!"

Luo Feng always acted cautiously. Even if he practiced, he would usually give a trace of spiritual induction to the surrounding environment. This time, this caution played a role.

He felt that someone had sneaked into the room, and the person sneaked in through the window, and used the method of concealment. If he was not strong in spirit, he might not be able to show up, and obviously had a plan.

Thinking of the murderous light on Leng Feifan during the day, Luo Feng's eyes flashed, a sneer appeared on his face, and he grabbed a piece of clothing and tied it on his body. The figure turned into a residual image, merged into the night, silently swept Go out.

In the dark room, a figure stood at the table as if thinking about something. Soon, he took out something and put it down, and turned to leave.

At this time, a faint shadow appeared behind him.

"Since it's here, why bother to leave."

Luo Feng's indifferent voice sounded in the room.

The figure was frightened, and a slap of strength in the palm of his hand forced him to Luo Feng. The figure flickered and swept away the open window.

"Want to leave?"

Luo Feng sneered, the figure flickered, avoiding his palm strength, and reached the window before the figure, approaching the figure in an instant, grabbing each other's neck.

"Well……"

A moan rang in the room, and Luo Feng sniffed.

"woman?"