Martial Arts Overlord

Appearing on the sword-swording platform was a male character with a brow eyebrow, a pair of eyes under thick eyebrows, sharp and difficult to reach, and wherever the eyes could see, the air was silently separated from both sides. ㈧㈠Chinese Network WwΩW. ㄟ 8⒈Ｚw. Com

"It's Brother Feng Qing."

Yuan Kong looked at disciple Bazimei and lowered his raised right foot.

Lord Huoyunjian reached out and pinched his beard, with a smile on his face. "It seems that you don't need to do it."

Feng Qing is the same as Yuan Kong, and is also a disciple of Huo Yunfeng. Xiu Wei is comparable to Yuan Kong. Although the sword-like realm is not as good as Yuan Kong, he has recently been promoted to a great state. His strength is among the younger generation of Silver Sword. The level is not comparable to the two former Yuhuafeng disciples.

Turning his head, Huoyun Sword Master smiled at the Yuhua Sword Master behind him: "Yuhua Sword Master, you're good at it."

The feathered sword master Dai Brow frowned slightly and said, "I'm afraid ... things won't go as smoothly as you think."

Huoyun Sword Master laughed, "My disciples of Huoyunfeng are all battle-hardened. To defeat such a mundane swordsman, I have to catch it."

The master of Yuhua Sword looked slightly cold. The other person's words undoubtedly meant that her disciples of Yuhuafeng were not as good as those of Huoyunfeng.

"I'll wait and see."

The feathered sword master hummed, and looked at Wen Jiantai.

As a sword tomb sword master, she naturally hoped that the sword tomb disciples could win, but at the moment, she even hoped that Luo Feng would defeat Feng Qing, so as to extinguish the prestige of the cloud sword master.

When asked on the sword platform, the disciples of the Tomb Sword Sword Tomb were straight, their sharp eyes fell on Luo Feng, and they stood high, and said:

"Your strength is good. However, meeting me Feng Qing, your victory is over."

Luo Feng smiled bitterly in his heart. The disciples of Jian Jian really had eyes on his head, one more arrogant than the other.

But this is also normal. In the sword tomb, even the silver swordsman, the realm of swordsmanship is very good, and it is the genius of kendo in the world. Moreover, the sword is the soldier of the king, and now Zhenwu Da 6 respects Kendo as a swordsman, more or less arrogant.

Glancing at Feng Qing, Luo Feng said faintly: "It's useless to say more, fight!"

"Fail!"

Feng Qing was obviously not a talkative person. She flashed in her eyes and stepped out. In the middle of her waist, the silver sword suddenly emerged from the sheath, the real yuan surged, the sword's body burned with blood-red flames, and a sword stabbed at Luo Feng.

After seeing the two previous matches, Feng Qing didn't dare to be too underestimated by Luo Feng. When he shot, he pushed the sword to the limit. When the sword came out, the flames were so high that it seemed that Luo Feng would be completely swallowed up.

"Xia Lei meteorite!"

Huh!

Emperor Yan broke the scabbard instantly, Luo Feng's eyes appeared sharp, 80% of the trend merged into the blade, and the sword broke with the thunderous potential and greeted the flame sword.

Combined with the 80% of Xia Lei's meteorological sky, the momentum is shocking. Under the blade, the wind rises and the thunder intersects. A blade of light like a lightning strikes fiercely.

Bang!

The flame sword slams into the sword, and the entire sword is asked as if an earthquake has occurred, shaking violently, terrible shock waves, mixed with flames, fierce explosions, scattered radiation, hitting the surrounding cyan light curtain. Ripples.

brush! brush!

In the chaotic spirit, the two figures retreated at the same time.

Luo Feng stepped back more than ten steps, while Feng Qing stepped back a hundred steps and still couldn't hold his body, and judged high.

A breath of inhalation sounded in vain, and the disciples of the sword tomb all stared at the scene, staring at them all with stunned eyes. The sword is complete, and Feng Qing, who is of medium level among the silver sword ambassadors, met Luo Feng for the first time. It fell into the absolute downwind.

"This is impossible! This boy's trend is clearly 80%, how could the combat power be so strong!"

Huoyun Jian stood up sharply from his seat, his eyes widened and his face flushed.

Feng Qing is his disciple of Huo Yunfeng and the strength of the other party. He knows very well that although Feng Qing ’s sword intentions have just come to an end, the realm is not very stable, and the quality is far inferior to the original fire lotus sword intentions. This is all Dacheng sword meaning!

Bacheng Jianyi and Dacheng Jianyi seem to have only one level of difference, but this level of difference is quite different. If we must use an analogy, then Bacheng Sword means a blunt sword, and Dacheng Sword means a sword with a sharp edge. The two are different.

Because of this, when he saw Feng Qing come on stage to challenge Luo Feng, he immediately determined that Feng Qing would win this battle!

The situation now makes him a little bit unclear.

Luo Feng, a swordsman who has not yet become a major player, is facing Feng Qing's sword, and he has the upper hand.

This is ridiculous! Absurd!

"Huoyun Sword Master, aren't you saying that your disciples of Huoyunfeng can capture Luo Feng from battle?" Yuhua Sword Master took back his eyes from Luo Feng and smiled slightly.

"Huh! The showdown has just begun!"

Huoyun Jian's face sank, and he sat down with a sleeve.

At this moment, most of the sword master's eyes were focused on Luo Feng, his face was dignified.

Feeling the surrounding atmosphere, the holy sword made Mu Qingxue smile.

"Take me another trick, and the spring breeze will come!"

brush!

Knocking Feng Qing back, Luo Feng's figure soared into the sky, swept up into the sky, taking advantage of the instability of the opponent's body, Emperor Yan broke out of the sky, turned into a whirlwind of flame, and shot out, unstoppable.

"His state of affairs hasn't succeeded. How could it be so terrible!"

Feng Qing shook his mind, just stabilized his body, and when he looked up, he saw a firelight in front of his eyes, scaring the soul soaring into the sky, quickly urging Zhenyuan to raise his sword to block it.

With a loud bang, Feng Qing was knocked out again and fluttered.

brush!

In the eyes of everyone's astonishment, Emperor Yan, who was killed by a flying beast, turned a half-circle, as if he had his own consciousness, and turned to Feng Qing again.

After another attack, Feng Qing was at a loss. He could only strengthen his body to protect his breath, and chopped a layer of sword gas around the wall with his sword, trying hard to defend.

Tinker Bell ...

The crisp sound was endless. In the blink of an eye, Diyan broke the sword with the sword screen more than a dozen times, and each impact burst into countless Mars, full of energy.

Feng Qing, who is caught in the downwind, is tired of defense, trying to find opportunities, and wants to solve the current dilemma.

As long as he can get out of trouble, he may not be able to turn things around.

Luo Feng obviously didn't want to give him this opportunity.

Bear!

In the middle of the sky, Luo Feng's golden flame rose into the sky and filled a large sky, which was exactly the step of the Tiantian King who had just been cast.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ...

Locking Feng Qing's space, Luo Feng stepped down one step, and suddenly, the entire Jiantai, wind and clouds, gold flames, the air exploded layer by layer, you can see layers of giant waves like ripples centering on Luo Feng, spread out Extremely shocking.

Before the attack, Feng Qing's body protects his breath and has begun to distort. His body is lowered inch by inch. The swords in his hands show thrilling arcs, and they seem to break at any time.

brush!

Suddenly, Jin Yan disappeared, everything was calm, Luo Feng's figure flickered, the figure fluttered lightly, and landed thirty steps opposite Feng Qing.

Di Yan, who caught the flying back, broke the sky sword and looked up at Feng Qing.

"Can it compare?"

Feng Qing gave Luo Feng a startled look, and then he exhaled a heavy breath and gave a sword ceremony to Luo Feng with his fists. "Thank you for your mercy, I lost."

He had no doubt that if Luo Feng had taken that step just now, he would be seriously injured and there was no second possibility.

"Luo Fengsheng."

The Lord of the Nebula Sword was awake from a slight loss of mind, and announced the result. A pair of beautiful eyes stared at Luo Feng tightly, as if he wanted to see something from him.

Three in a row!

Thousands of people were silent at the moment, and many disciples of the sword and tomb were stunned.

In the first two competitions, everyone has realized that Luo Feng is not an ordinary master, but that's all. When asked on the sword platform, the two sides of the battle are the same. The decision is the personal skill and other hole cards. The general trend is only 80% of Luo Feng, facing Feng Qing's mastery, is definitely at a disadvantage.

However, the facts were unexpected. Feng Qing, like the previous two silver swords, made his disciples still defeated. What's more terrible is that the other side did not support three moves in Luo Feng's hands.

For a time, many disciples in the sword tombs changed their eyes to see Luo Feng. Some hundred swordsmen present here are also whispering.

"This Luo Feng is a little different. Huoyun Sword Master, do you mean it?"

Yuhua Sword Master set his heart, and smiled at Huoyun Sword Master with a smile.

Slightly!

The corner of Huoyunjian's eyes twitched fiercely, and the chalcedony tea cup in his hand was crushed.

He also boasted about Haikou to Yuhua Sword Master just now, Feng Qing defeated Luo Feng, grabbed his hand, and now undoubtedly hit his mouth.

"Nothing, you go!"

Huoyun Sword master Shen channel.

In fact, there was no need for his urging, because at the moment Feng Qing conceded, Yuan Kong couldn't help but board the questioning sword platform.