Martial Arts Overlord

"Li Zong is going to shoot!"

From the time of the shot, to the beheading of the peach-faced women, the Mo Jiawu soldiers were shocked when they took a few breaths before and after. At this moment, they saw the vulgar old man appearing in the valley, facing the front of Luo Feng, taking a breath of air. .

"Li Zong is the eight strongest in the Divine Realm. This disparity is too great! I am afraid that Luo Feng will lose."

"Well, there are three realms. Even if Luo Feng realizes the successful situation, his combat strength is outstanding, I am afraid it will be difficult to cross the realm."

"What to do. So many people died in the Nangong family. Once Luo Feng is defeated, the next one is definitely us."

There were several Mo Jiawu warriors.

The crossbrow martial artist did not speak. He looked at Luo Feng and the old man with a sorrow, groaned, took a deep breath, and said, "Let's help him!"

Judging from the conversation just now, Lizong was originally directed at them. He would definitely not let them leave. Instead of waiting for death, it would be better to fight with Luo Feng, and there may be a line of vitality.

There was a touch of determination in the eyes of the warrior.

"You don't have to do more!"

At this moment, a shrill voice sounded beside him. Lin Hongyi glanced at the few people who were about to move, and said, "We don't have to take a shot, just watch the battle here. This battle is not something we can intervene in. Rushing up will only hinder our hands and become Luo Feng's burden. "

The woman in the Mojia warrior frowned slightly and said, "Aren't you worried about Luo Feng?"

She thought that Lin Hongyi was afraid to go up because she was afraid.

Hengmei Wushi waved to interrupt the woman, looked at Lin Hongyi and asked, "How do you think Luo Feng has a chance of winning?"

"He will win, he is not the kind of person who will die in such a place."

Lin Hongyi looked at Luo Feng with a firm tone, looked up at the sky, and said, "Not to mention, they won't let us pass."

The remaining ten Nangong warriors approached quietly, looming in a siege, and surrounded a group of people. Obviously they were not allowed to intervene in the war or leave.

Having said that, Lin Hongyi's heart is actually a bit lacking.

If Luo Feng has a sword in her body, she believes that in this battle, Luo Feng has at least 80% hope to win. However, now that Luo Feng has lost the sword, the combat power can reach a peak of a few percent, and it is difficult for her to guess.

But now, I can only trust Luo Feng.

"I said, you can't save her."

Facing the gloomy eyes of the vulgar old man, Luo Feng's eyes were calm and his face was not the slightest expression.

"you wanna die!"

The elder vampire was furious, and it seemed that fire was about to spit out. It was the second death of the three, but he just said that Luo Feng could not kill anyone in front of him, but the person he wanted to protect was finally beheaded by Luo Feng. Kill, this is undoubtedly hitting his face in public! If this story spreads, where does his old face go?

"kill!"

With a roar, the elder vampire's right hand was glowing with blood, and he grabbed it in the air with five sharp fingers on his five fingers.

Uh ...

The fingers seemed to have opened a sealed sword, emitting terrible sharp edges, twisting the air flow, forming a hurricane, as if some could not be blocked.

"broken!"

The real element in Luo Feng's body was fierce and turbulent like a tide, and he stepped out in one step, with a devastating breath, and greeted it directly, which was Bailie Zhenquan!

Bang!

The mighty punches and the five sharp fingers struck together instantly, accompanied by a thunderous sound, a huge shock wave, and a fierce eruption, causing the entire valley to tremble violently, as if a major earthquake had occurred.

Among the Nangong family and Mo family warriors, a few Yuan Yuan had great powers. They only felt the eardrums roaring, their minds turned over the river, and they wanted to vomit blood. They were panicked and operated the real Yuan, blocking the whole body.

"It's terrible!" Someone exclaimed, with a deep shock in her voice.

boom!

Under the impact, Luo Feng rubbed his feet in the footsteps and slid backwards to tens of meters.

"It's really worthwhile to be divided into eight powerful gods!" Luo Feng exhaled a sigh of sigh. This is the first time that he has faced the Eight Divine Powers without any blessings. The pressure is not the same as that of the Seven Divine Powers.

Even more astonishing is the vulgar old man.

Just a blow, but with his strength in the ordinary state, 60% to 70%, let alone a five-strong Divine Realm, even if it is a seven-strong Divine Realm, may not be able to stop, but Luo Feng has nothing. The injury was blocked, but the wind fell slightly.

Glancing at Luo Feng coldly, the vulgar old man said:

"If you can grow from Yuan Haijing to this step in just a few years, you are indeed a martial arts wizard. If all goes well, your future is boundless, and it will become the next legend of your queen in the territory of 100 countries. Unknown. Unfortunately, if you offend someone who should not offend, and dare to oppose our Nangong family, then there is only one dead end! Blood is broken! "

The elder elder man directly raised his combat power to ten percent, his body boiled with blood, and the whole person seemed to be standing in a strong **** flame, exuding a terrible momentum, impacting the surrounding ground and cracking, and a whirlwind swirled in the air With a big palm in his hand, a **** disc with a height of one gathered in front of him.

Hum!

As the word broke, the blood-colored disk glowed brightly, and a strong beam of light, in a thunderous boom, rushed to Luo Feng with a terrible prosperity, and pointed out along the way that the air bursts layer by layer, everything All were crushed into loquat powder, and a huge deep trench of dozens of meters deep appeared!

Bear!

Like the sea water in the storm, Zhenyuan was violently purged. Luo Feng did not hesitate to raise the fighting power to the limit, spurred soul inflammation, and Longyuan battle armor and demon form!

Suddenly, a layer of golden dragon scales covered his body, and the surface was burning fiercely.

The flames are golden and bloody, intertwined, this is the result of the fusion of soul inflammation and nine-tailed demon fox demon fire!

The combination of these three powerful breaths immediately caused Luo Feng's momentum to rise steadily, and a wave of gun-powered real yuan fluctuated wildly.

"Crazy Thunder Crashes !!"

A layer of golden light flickered in the eyes, and Luo Feng stepped out to replace the knife with a palm.

Crackling!

The thunder burst, the strong thunder mood, merged into the sword, and saw a strong thunder, turned into a thunder blade of a length of 100 meters, raging out.

"not good!"

The shady old man's face changed slightly, and felt that Luo Feng was almost like a new person. This is far from the imposing spirit that should be divided into five levels. The thunderous mood in this sword move is even more terrible, it is like The real nine-day thunderstorm, with a devastating atmosphere, even made him have an irresistible illusion in his heart.

boom!

The thunderous giant blade split the blood-colored beam of light at once, and chopped all the way to the yin ling old man.

"Mystic Shield!"

The old man with a yin pucker frowned, and the blood on his palm boiled, holding up a strong prismatic shield.

boom!

The thunderous thunder blade slashed on the shield, an unprecedented force burst out, the air was like boiling water, fiercely twisted, and a wave of substantial shock waves swept out. The entire valley was cracked, cracks spread, and the surrounding peaks were Began to crack.

puff!

Two Nangong family warriors, who were only in the middle state of Yuan Haijing, opened their mouths and vomited blood.

"Back!"

Both Mo Jiawu and Nangong Jiawu have retreated back.

Several Mo Jiawu soldiers looked at the valley beyond recognition, and their faces were shocked, and fortunately, just after listening to Lin Hongyi's words, they did not rush into the battle.

The battle of the strong at this level is indeed not something they can intervene in. The aftermath alone makes them feel a little difficult to compete.

brush!

The old man with a yin yang volleyed backwards for thousands of kilometers before he stopped, his face paled.

"It's a pity ... if there were good soldiers just now, I'm afraid this battle will end soon."

Looking at the old man with a sorrow, Luo Feng felt a little sorry.

The other party didn't know his depth just now, it can be said to be the best opportunity, but the loss of the spirit soldiers gave him a great discount on the sword.

And such an opportunity, there will be no second ...