Martial Arts Overlord

"What a wonderland on earth!"

Looking at the situation in front of him like Tiangong Wonderland, the shocking emotion in Luo Feng's heart sprang up. ㈧㈠Chinese website Ww% W. % 8⒈Ｚw. Com

Not only is the scenery fascinating, Luo Feng also feels that the heaven and earth vitality here is extremely strong, even higher than that of Zhongtianyu, and without the violent meaning of Zhongtianyu Tiandi, it is very easy to refine Taking a deep breath, you can feel the growth of true elements in the body, which is a real cultivation blessing.

"No wonder the Nine Holy Lands will be admired by countless martial arts as martial arts shrines. Cultivation here will be much easier than outside, and I am afraid they will have a longer life."

Luo Feng felt with emotion, compared to such a paradise on earth, what princes will look like, riches and riches are like a cloud of sight, not to mention, this is also the charm of martial arts.

Yue Haitang was too shocked to speak, and a pair of eyes flashed with a strange light.

Around the platform, many disciples of the sword tombs came and went, talking and laughing.

Judging from the breath fluctuations, most of these sword tomb disciples are above the real Yuan Realm. There are only a few young children who are a little weaker, but they are also spiritual dynasties. Two of them wear gold swords Disciple of the sword tomb, the breath is especially strong, such as the deep sea, the cultivation is unfathomable.

With the appearance of Luo Feng and others, the nearby voices immediately quieted, and all eyes focused on Luo Feng's several people.

"Well, who are they, not our disciples at the sword tomb."

"They just came back in a hurry just now. It looked like something had happened. Could it be related to them?"

"Look, he is a swordsman!" Someone noticed that Di Yan behind Luo Feng broke the sky sword and exclaimed.

"Swordsman!"

"What's going on, how can worldly swordsmen set foot on our sword tomb."

"Yes, but this is the holy land of Kendo. How can we let the swordsmen set foot!"

Suddenly, all eyes fell on Luo Feng in unison. There were astonishment and doubt in the eyes, and it was more icy, and even some people directly released their swords and wanted to oppress Luo Feng's spirit.

The situation is in the body, Luo Feng is not affected by the eyes, but his heart is grinning endlessly. Although he was prepared, this situation still made him a little surprised, and he secretly said: This tour of the sword curtain will be more difficult than I expected.

"Um! Dare to resist!"

Several young disciples of Jian Jian who were near and energetic saw that Luo Feng could resist their sword intentions with a general trend, and his heart was still alive, and his eyes were sharp, so he tried his best to urge the sword intentions and suppress the spirit of Luo Feng.

"What are you doing!"

Luo Shuanghua Dai's eyebrows frowned, and her sleeves waved, and a gust of wind was blowing on the platform, as if the frosty wind in the winter, cold and sturdy, making people feel cold, and the sword that will oppress Luo Feng will blow away.

"Sister Shuanghua!"

A few disciples of Sword Yi who displayed Sword Yi just now saw Luo Shuanghua and immediately showed respectful faces, and raised their swords in salute.

"Sister Shuanghua!"

A young girl wearing a silver sword stood out and gave a cold glance at Luo Feng. "Sister, our sword tomb is a sacred place for kendo, how can it be defiled by one of his secular swordsmen!"

Luo Shuanghua said indifferently: "I have my own decision on this matter. He holds the sword relic, Jianxin Tianyu, and is now a guest of our sword tomb."

"Jianxin Tianyu!"

"I found Jianxin Tianyu!"

The people at the scene were shocked. Looking at Luo Feng, his enthusiasm was revealed in his eyes, and he even forgot about his role as a swordsman.

"It is rumored that Jianxin Tianyu is in the hands of the sacred sword envoys who stayed in the blood of hundreds of countries. Now that Jianxin Tianyu has appeared, then ..."

Those who are thinking and active have begun to look at Luo Feng and Yue Haitang, guessing who is the Holy Sword to make blood relatives.

Luo Shuanghua did not let everyone wait too long, and introduced Yue Haitang: "This is the blood relative of the Holy Swordsman."

"He is the holy sword to make blood!"

"So handsome, it is indeed the blood relative of the holy sword." A female disciple looked at Yue Haitang, flushed.

"No matter how good-looking it is, I thought it would be so powerful for those who inherited the Holy Sword to make the blood. It was really disappointing to think that it was just the quadruple realm of real Yuanyuan. It seems that mundane mortals are mundane mortals. mesa."

When hearing Luo Shuanghua's words, the disciples of nearby sword tombs all turned to Yue Haitang. Their eyes were somewhat surprised, some were curious, some were amazing, and they were cold and disdainful.

They always knew that the blood relatives left by the combination of the holy sword and the secular mortal will one day come to the sword tomb, and they have guessed in their hearts how amazing the strength of the person who has inherited the holy sword and blood.

However, he never thought that the other party was just the four realms of Zhenyuan Realm. In the young generation of disciples at the sword tomb, they could only be regarded as a medium level.

Yue Haitang doesn't care about other people's eyes and discussions. At this moment, he only cares about one thing.

"Sister Shuanghua."

Looking up at Luo Shuanghua, Yue Haitang had excitement and tension on her face, and pursed her lips gently, "I ... where is my mother?"

"Your mother, she ..."

Luo Shuanghuadai frowned slightly.

"What happened to her mother?" Yue Haitang looked tight.

"Rest assured, she is fine."

Luo Shuanghua smiled slightly, glanced at the huge sword standing in the distance between the heavens and the earth, and sighed: "However, as a sacred sword ambassador, she had violated the door rules with her father that year. These years have been in the Holy Jianfeng thought about it, you want to see her, I'm afraid ... "

Hum! Hum! Hum! Hum ...

Luo Shuanghua's voice did not fall. Suddenly, the great sword in the distance vibrated violently, causing the air to ripple with clear ripples, as if this space would collapse at any time.

Everyone raised their heads at the same time.

next moment!

brush!

A huge sword light soared from the peak of the Holy Sword Peak, so huge that it reached the sky.

The sword in the sword tomb was originally very strong. With the emergence of the sword light, it was strengthened several times. Luo Feng couldn't help but gather his spirit.

Jian Guangxun gathered, turned into a golden light, and quickly came to the sky over the square, slowly walking down the next woman.

As if there is an invisible aura, the surrounding sounds are completely silent for a moment, and all eyes are focused on the woman.

The woman is tall and elegant, with a beautiful figure and a beautiful face. She has bright eyes like dreams, and she looks like a nine-pointed **** of Yue Haitang, giving a feeling of purity like a lotus. As she walks slowly, there is even a little bit around The cold light escaped, and with each step, the air flow seemed to change the rhythm, like a **** in the sky.

"Meet the Holy Swordsman!"

"Meet the Holy Swordsman!"

The woman was Yue Haitang's mother, Mu Qingxue, the holy sword of the sword tomb. When she appeared, the silver swordsmen present, including Jiang Fengfeng and Su Zhuyun, continued to worship, showing enough respect and awe, even Luo Shuanghua and The other two gold swordsmen also bowed to salute.

Luo Feng's mind is also attracted by women, not because of the other person's appearance and temperament, but because of strength, just like a person standing in front of the towering danger peak, he can involuntarily develop admiration.

At the moment, he was in this mood.

Returning to God, Luo Feng was curious in his heart, staring at the woman, and his heart shook.

Can't see through!

With his soul power, he couldn't even see each other at all!

What's more terrible is that the soul power just penetrated and was immediately forced back by a sharp intention. Luo Feng had no doubt. If he forced a probe, his spirit would be seriously damaged!

This feeling, so far, he has only been in one person, that is, the grandfather of Yan Hu, the old senior who taught him the quake.