Martial Arts Overlord

brush! brush!

The words didn't end. The tall young man and the Tsing Yi swordsman flew out at once. From the left and right sides, there was a tendency of horns, and they were forced to Luo Feng together. The speed was so fast that everyone couldn't see their bodies. Only white cracks were visible in the air.

"come on!"

Decided to come to the Venerable Assembly, Luo Feng never thought of going back to China without a name!

Previously, he did not argue because his strength was not enough, and his fame would only increase his troubles.

But the warrior is restrained for too long, and he will only lose his edge! On the road to martial arts, you will lose the guts of rapids and courage, so there are so many martial arts predecessors leaving experience: the martial arts journey is based on competition! Only those who have a keen mind can make great achievements in martial arts!

From the moment he stepped into Tianlin City, Luo Feng decided that this time, he would let go of his hands and feet and break out of a world!

The restraint in his heart was opened, and his warfare was unprecedented.

"Sword of Wind Hidden!"

The Tsing Yi swordsman on the right is not as strong as a young man, but he is divided into the six peaks of Divine Realm, but the speed is above the young man. His body is blue and glorious, and his figure is like a wind. Within three feet of Luo Feng, Bao Jian in his hand disappeared into the air.

at the same time.

Uh ...

Sword marks were born around Luo Feng, and it was not even clear how they appeared!

The swordsman in Tsing Yi practiced a fast sword. His understanding of the artistic conception of the wind has reached the level of Dacheng. With the blessing of the artistic conception of the wind, his fast sword speed has risen to a higher level, far exceeding the swordsmen of the same level. The sword is his killing trick, and he can pierce three hundred and forty-two swords in an instant!

The air does not break apart. Countless sword marks appear in front of Luo Feng in an arc shape, like a sword curtain. The strong sharp air makes the air have a significant distortion phenomenon. There are thousands of people!

"Nice fast sword, unfortunately, it's useless to me!"

Luo Feng's eyes narrowed and his eyes were sharp. Xue Yindao jumped several times in the void.

boom! boom! boom……

Six horses practised the sword and screamed out, like a waterfall hanging upside down, covering the 180-degree range in front of Luo Feng. The overbearing sword strength blocked the sword curtain at once!

Seeing his fast sword quilt, there was no disappointment on the face of the young swordsman. He did not think that those who could defeat Cheng Feng would be defeated in this way.

His purpose is just to block Luo Feng's range of action and attract the other's attention!

Moreover, the purpose has been achieved.

"Yuan Pan Yi Jian!"

I do not know when the tall young man came to Luo Feng, the real yuan was stirred, a majestic mountain shadow looming on him, the mountain shadow resembling a sword like a heavy mountain, exuding an extremely sharp breath, wanting to split world!

If the swordsmanship of the youth in Tsing Yi is as delicate as the wind, then the swordsmanship of the tall youth is as heavy as a mountain!

The mountain peak is dangerous, and people can't stop looking at it. The sword of the tall youth does not have any fancy. One sword comes out, and the explosive momentum bursts out, but it makes the whole world heavy!

"Good swordsmanship! I feel my breathing is heavy."

Many people who watched the battle looked slightly moved. In their eyes, the tall young man was no longer a sword, but a dangerous peak, suppressing everything!

"See how you stop this time!"

Tall youths pushed Zhenyuan to the limit, his eyes locked on Luo Feng, his eyes were sharp! This sword is his killing move. The sword move can not only suppress the opponent's mind, but also increase the gravity in the range. Under double pressure, few people will not escape this sword!

But now, Luo Feng's way is broken, there is no escape!

The opponent can only be defeated under his sword, either dead or injured!

Seeing this scene, Li Xiu, with a somber face, loosened his clenched palms, and the corners of his mouth evoked an arc. I do n’t know if the other party ’s courage is commendable, or stupid, even attempting to be one enemy and two, really think that their disciples of Tianjian Sect are those third-rate characters on the rivers and lakes!

"Stop it for you!"

Feeling the powerful sword coming from behind, Luo Feng's look was not wavering. The cooperation between the two was exquisite. If it is an ordinary Seventh Power Divine Power, or even an Eighth Power Divine Power, it is difficult to resist.

Unfortunately, they face him.

Hum!

With his fist in his left hand, an overwhelming momentum pervaded from Luo Feng, and a faint fiery fissure appeared around his fist, which was a sign that the space was broken by the force of shock.

Ever since Long Yuan changed to the next level, Zhen Yuan has become more pure, and the power of Zhen Tian Quan based on strength and Zhen Yuan has gone even further!

"Bai Lai Zhen Quan!"

Even without looking behind him, Luo Feng punched in the void on the left.

Slightly!

As if the sound of broken glass sounded, everyone felt that the whole street was shocked, centered on Luo Feng's fist, a fierce fissure, diffused in all directions, it seems that the whole space is like a crystal under one punch Broken!

"This boxing ..."

On the top of Haishilou, a purple-haired little real man with purple hair and a woman in a yellow shirt stood on it. Seeing the fissure cracks in the space, the pupils of the small real man with purple eyes shrank slightly.

"In the boxing strength, there is the artistic conception of power and the artistic conception of fire. The combination of the two forms a turbulent force. In terms of artistic conception, this boxing method is already quite trivial. Learning. This Luo Feng comes from the projectile land of the Canglan Dynasty. It seems that he has such great opportunities. "

The woman in the yellow shirt had excellent eyesight. From Luo Feng's punch, she saw everything.

Zi Lei's eyes flickered a little, and he said nothing.

Bang bang bang bang ...

The mountain sword slammed and Baliequan struck together, and the two collided dozens or hundreds of times in an instant. The horrible shocks continued to erupt, and the entire street air became water, undulating. Those buildings that were not protected by Zhenyuan's radon continued to crack, and everyone who watched the war was frightened! The impact alone has such power, how amazing is the destructive power in the real war zone!

boom!

The strong swordsmanship of the strong young man is good, but the artistic conception is inferior to that of Zhentianquan, and lacks endurance. In the end, the swordmanship breaks, the strong young man lifts his sword backwards, and his nose and nose begin bleed.

It was also at this moment that the young swordsman appeared on Luo Feng's side like a ghost, and the sword in his hand was like a serpent vomiting a letter and aimed at Luo Feng's left shoulder! It is necessary to take advantage of Luo Feng's strength to get old, and pay attention to the gap between the tall young man and dispose of an arm.

"wait for you!"

Luo Feng sneered, and his gaze locked on the young swordsman. The sound of the real yuan flowing in his body was like a river flowing across the river.

"not good!"

The young swordsman did not expect Luo Feng's insight and reaction. He was so quick, his face changed dramatically, his footsteps were fast, the figures came faster, and he went faster, shooting backward like a meteor.

boom!

A cold moon sword was born from the void, smashing into the sword in the hands of the young swordsman, oppressing him to step back and forth on the street in one breath, and a footprint of thirty to forty meters long and nearly half a foot deep appeared on the street.

puff!

A large mouthful of blood was sprayed out of the mouth, and the young swordsman looked at Luo Feng with great dread, his pupils flashing with deep shock.

When a man has the upper hand, he will be somewhat slack. The timing and angle of his shot can be said to be impeccable, but he was discovered instantly by Luo Feng and countered. This reaction is even more amazing than that of the swordsman!

"Too strong. Facing the siege by two disciples of Tian Jianzong, they still have the upper hand!"

"Not only is the strength strong, the combat experience is also extraordinary! If I were in his position, I would certainly not be able to escape the sword just now, let alone fight back."

"With his strength, maybe he can break into the top 100 of this lords conference!"

"Maybe, I think he can definitely break into the top 100 of the conference. As far as I know, Luo Feng has also realized the trend, and the realm is not low. So far, have you seen him show the trend?"

"His, so to speak, he still has a reservation! What's his limit?"

"I don't know. I'm afraid that only Li Xiu's shot can test his bottom line."

There are also North Xinjiang warriors among the spectators, so I know something about Luo Feng.

"Strange, Tianlin City prohibits fighting. It stands to reason that the people in the main city of Tianlin City should have come, why haven't they appeared yet? It's time to find such a big movement." Someone found something wrong.

"I'm afraid it wasn't found, but pretended not to find it."

A middle-aged swordsman looked at several Tianjian Sect disciples in the open space, slowly.

"How to say?"

The middle-aged swordsman smiled: "The Lord of Tianlin City is from Tian Jianzong, which is a well-known thing, and, as far as I know, the Lord of Tian Lin City has some relations with the Ten Golden Swords, Golden Snake Sword, and Gan Yun , Qian Yun's mother and Tianlin City Lord are cousins ​​... "

"I still have this relationship."

The middle-aged swordsman waved his hand. "Of course, these are my personal guesses, and they are not real."