Martial Arts Overlord

"Huh! You look down on yourself too!"

The cold face youth snorted, the whole body was soaring, and the sound of huge waves was heard in the body. The breath was more than doubled just now. Obviously, he was not serious before. A late warrior in the real Yuan Dynasty was not worthy of his attention, but now Luo Feng's proud attitude completely angered him and was not ready to keep his hand. Bayi Chinese Network W√www.く 8 ★ 1 ★ ｚW． ★ C ★ om

Stepping out, the cold young man turned into a stream of water, hovering over the sword's edge, and as the same dragon twitched endlessly, a sword stabbed in the air.

"Crazy sword!"

Wow!

The cyan sword swelled into a volley, turning it into a giant sluice, screaming and rushing towards Luo Feng, wherever it passed, the wind was raging and the ground was plowed by a huge sword mark.

"It's not just you who are mid-warriors in the true Yuan Realm."

Luo Feng sneered, the majestic Zhenyuan burst into a blast, shaking the surrounding space slightly, and Di Yan shattered a huge flame on the sky blade, chopping in the air.

"dead!"

Hey!

The tearing of the cloth sounded, and the aggressive water strider was cut with two swords.

"Water floods the sky!"

The cold-faced young man's face changed greatly, and his whole body turned into torrential waves. These huge waves were all composed of small swords, guarding him around in a vortex, cutting the air into noise.

Bang!

With a loud noise, the knife light and the water stream annihilated at the same time. The cold noodle youth was shocked and retreated several steps, exhaling a deep breath.

"Mid-Area Real Sixth Middle!"

"This boy turned out to be a warrior in the middle of the true Yuan Dynasty. It seems that his combat power is better than Lin Yue."

"Who is he?"

"At this age, young swordsmen with such strength can't be the unnamed people. I'm afraid we are not from the Yun Kingdom. They are from the four dynasties, or from the Holy Land ..."

Feeling the fierce fluctuations of the true yuan on Luo Feng's body, most people's faces were dignified, one after another guessing Luo Feng's identity.

Su Rui stunned for a while before returning to God, and said to himself, "Mid-term sixth of Zhenyuan Realm ... Is he really Luo Feng?"

"You shoot together, don't show mercy under your hands." The eleventh prince looked at Luo Feng, his voice was low, and as his identity, naturally disdainful shot.

"Do it!"

brush! brush! brush! brush!

Four young warriors, including the cold-faced youth, appeared around Luo Feng and besieged him.

"Boy, you are really strong, unfortunately, it is too arrogant. Today is your burial place!"

The cold-faced young man was a little blue. He almost suffered a loss in Luo Feng just now, which made him a little unacceptable, but only thought that he underestimated the other party and was too careless. Now he adds three other true Yuan soldiers. I think that to defeat Luo Feng, it is just a matter of turning between hands.

Luo Feng was full of anger, and there was no place to vent. When he heard the words, the long sword trembled, his eyes were cold and sneer:

"Come on, try it if you can."

Watching the crowd, all were shocked. In addition to Lin Yue, the other three were true Yuanyuan martial arts. One of them was the true Yuanyuan fourfold late state, and the other two were the true Yuanyuan fivefold peak state. The four joined hands. I am afraid that as the eleventh prince of the Sixth Peak Warrior of Zhenyuan Realm, he must retreat, and this person is not afraid at all!

They can't imagine why there is such courage in such a young body.

"Boy, you look for death!"

"kill!"

The four were usually highly admired by others. They had been so despised and provoked, they were furious, strong killings and fluctuations in the real yuan, making the western Yangyang a bit fierce, and rolling up a piece of amazing sand on the street.

All four were swordsmen. At the same time, they made a move. Suddenly, the horrific sharpness of the sky rose into the sky, and the sharp sword was shot at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng's face did not change color, and the real Yuan was running. A cold Qiu's intention of killing was stabbed from the body and cut off with one stroke.

"Qiuyu breaks his soul."

expensive!

The dragon-shaped knives made up of countless tiny knife gases circled out, colliding with nearby sword gases, and for a while, Mars was splashing and dazzling.

"What kind of knife is this? How do I feel scalp."

"me too."

"His swordsmanship has reached an extremely terrifying state, which can affect people's minds."

"Not only is the artistic conception of the sword itself, but his general state of influence is not low. Under the influence of each other, there is an extremely amazing sword power at random. Not only can it greatly increase the power of the sword. , And even lose the courage to shoot. The sword is open, the ghost and God submit, this person is a real swordsman! "

A middle-aged swordsman looked at Luo Feng, his eyes were burning, watching this battle, he realized a lot of things.

"It's terrible. In the face of a siege by four people, this man can still not fall in the slightest. He must be a holy place gatekeeper!"

Su Rui clenched a pair of pink punches, and her face was tense. Such a showdown had long been beyond her imagination and understanding, and she could only pray that Luo Feng would not be born.

Uh ...

The sword air knife light crosswise, and in an instant, they collided countless times.

boom!

With a loud noise and the wild weather exploding, the four cold young men were forced to retreat back and forth to the lowest one, exuding a little blood.

"This man's sword is too strong, and the long battle is not good for us. Let's do our best to get a blow to make him lose his combat power!"

The grim youth looked at Luo Feng with solemn tone. The opponent's sword was terrifying, which affected him. His strength was only 10%, and he continued to procrastinate. He would only be dragged away by his opponent.

"it is good!"

The other three also felt the strength of their opponents and nodded.

"Three swords in the water!"

"Back to the sword!"

"Broken!"

"Raging waves!"

Suddenly, the four of them burst into full strength, exhibited their strongest blows, and attacked Luo Feng from four directions simultaneously.

Brush brush brush brush ...

The sky ’s sword energy interacted with each other. At the end of Luo Feng, a huge sword gas storm formed, raging to the center, sharp and towering, giving people a feeling of endless power. It seemed that the power was endless, and the space inside was to be destroyed.

Hey!

A sword gas raged past, and the ground was cut open by a huge ten-meter-long sword mark that stretched to the corner of the street. Several people watching the battle almost fell into it.

"Rewind!"

The people approaching hurriedly backed out.

"Luo Feng!" Su Rui was startled.

Glancing at the four young warriors who rushed over, Luo Feng's eyes flashed, and a smile evoked in the corner of his mouth: "Interesting."

Huh!

Inserting Diyan's dagger into the ground, Luo Feng shook his fist in his right hand, his body buzzed, a fierce fire wave was ignited, and a punch hit the ground.

"Bai Lai Zhen Quan!"

Bang!

The entire street was shaken violently, the surroundings were weird and quiet, and then the space began to twist sharply. Numerous flame cracks centered on Luo Feng and extended out to the surroundings. Numerous rubbles floated and floated and began to burn violently.

Uh ...

The sword storm that was rolled in was like a crystal, which shattered one after another. The four young men in the cold noodles also reacted in the future. They were smashed by the punches, their clothes shattered instantly, they spit blood, and flew out.