Martial Arts Overlord

"What do you mean?"

Luo Feng was a little upset, his eyes grew a little colder, he really didn't want to be nosy, but he didn't like others asking for trouble again and again.

The gray-clothed youth laughed and said, "Is it wrong. We came to the sword tomb to challenge you. As a disciple of the sword tomb, you dare not draw your sword and protect the dignity of the sword tomb.

Ha ha!

Luo Feng sneered, his original gentle temperament suddenly changed. With him as the center, the sky stopped, an invisible aura spread, and the whole world seemed to be centered on him at this moment.

Pressing the palm of his hand on the hilt, Luo Feng said coldly: "If I draw the sword, you will probably regret it."

For people who are really ignorant, he doesn't mind teaching each other a lesson.

The gray-clothed youth was a little frightened by Luo Feng's aura, and he dared not speak again.

Nanrenjie snorted coldly, and a mighty sword force spread out, competing with Luo Feng's aura.

"So strong, it seems that you are not an unknown person. It just so happens that I don't like to fight against people who are too weak. Pull out the sword, let me see and see, the sword tomb sword!"

As he said, Nan Renjie drew his sword out of its sheath, and as soon as the sword was unsheathed, all the surrounding sounds immediately disappeared, and the whole world fell into silence, so quiet that one would think that there was an illusion.

Luo Feng raised his brows and said, "Since we are going to fight, we must be a little bit lucky."

"Oh? What, pick whatever you want." Nan Renjie didn't expect Luo Feng's attitude to change so quickly, and he said directly without thinking.

Luo Feng swept his eyes and fell on the gray-clothed youth's saber, "If I win, this sword belongs to me!"

His saber was just a sixth-rank spirit weapon that he didn't know when he got, and it couldn't be used in a battle at the level of the gods. This was also the reason why he used only sword intent and rarely used swords before.

Originally, Luo Feng wanted the Lanyun sword of the outstanding southerner, but it was a token of the Ten Golden Sword of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Bringing it over was a lot of trouble; the sword of the gray-clothed youth was a seventh-rank spiritual soldier, but it was fine. One use.

"you!"

Hearing that Luo Feng wanted his saber, the gray-clothed youth flew into a rage, exuding a dangerous aura, and the sabre around his waist was beating violently, narrowing his eyes and said:

"What a courage! Very good, as long as you can defeat me, I will offer my sword with both hands! However, if you lose, I want you to kneel on the ground and lick the soles of my shoes!"

boom!

Along with the roar, the gray-clothed youth charged with an unseen golden sword intent, turned into a golden sword light with sword light and brilliance, and slammed Luo Feng's door in the air.

He is also a genius in swordsmanship, a strong will in the gods, and he has realized the sword intent of perfect gold!

"Licking the soles of my shoes, you are not worthy."

Luo Feng spoke indifferently and stepped out. The majestic momentum came out through his body, and the air was squeezed to crackle and burst, and the shape of a mountain appeared faintly, colliding with the golden sword light.

boom!

When the two void forces touched, they immediately exploded, causing the air to fluctuate.

"Hey, with the ordinary earth mood, it actually blocked Junior Brother Yuan's sword intent of gold!"

Nanrenjie was shocked.

Sword intent is the main attacker. In common sense, the sword intent of the same realm is more powerful than the artistic realm of the same realm. Moreover, the sword intent of gold is unique in terms of power.

The sword intent of perfecting gold is blocked by the artistic conception of perfecting soil. This is really outstanding in the south, and it is a little hard to understand.

"There are two times. Didn't you say that if you draw the sword, we will regret it? Today, I will see if you regret it or we regret it!"

The gray-clothed youth roared and drew his sword into its sheath. Suddenly, a sharp aura radiated, the sky was cut into countless cracks, and the ground below was pierced into bottomless pits.

"Jin Yao split light!"

Holding the sword with both hands, the pure golden brilliance rose from the blade in the hands of the gray-clothed youth, slashing with one sword, the blade tore through the space, and dragged a golden sky-like horse to practice sword energy in the sky.

The sword aura exudes a shocking edge, it seems that everything in the world must be penetrated by it, and nothing can be stopped!

Luo Feng shook his head, put his palm on the hilt, his eyes opened, and the sword light swallowed, and he struck diagonally.

boom!

The space was turbulent, the sword power was like a rainbow, and Zhongtianyu was rushed into a big hole by the amazing sword intent.

The golden sword intent of the gray-clothed youth seemed to have encountered lava and was directly annihilated. The whole person exclaimed and was smashed several miles away, tearing a straight crack in the sky.

hiss!

Nan Renjie and another disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect watching a good show on the sidelines, looking at the big hole in the sky, sucked in a breath of air, like a fish pinched tightly by people, both eyes bulged out .

"Sword Soul Grade Sword Intent!"

Nan Renjie swallowed hard, his right hand holding the sword and his voice trembling.

Huh!

A sword swung out, and the sword in Luo Feng's hand shook, suddenly bursting into pieces.

"I knew it would be like this."

Luo Feng sighed helplessly and said to Nanrenjie: "You must pay for this sword."

"who is the next?"

Luo Feng glanced at the remaining two.

The necks of the two of them shrank.

at the same time.

Hundreds of miles away, in a dark mountain range, a glazed mountain peak suddenly split, and a graceful figure in a green shirt walked out of the split peak.

The woman looks only 20 or 30 years old. She wears a blue robes, wears a purple-cyan sword at her waist, and her blue silk is tied with a purple hairband. The features are delicate and flawless, and she has a look that the world has lost its color, but she is exuding all over her body. The temperament is extremely cold.

That kind of cold, deep into the soul, is absolutely ruthless and indifferent, as if not like a woman on earth, but an ecstatic messenger from hell.

Raising her head, the woman looked at the big hole pierced in the sky. Her pupils are very strange. The left pupil is purple and the right pupil is cyan. Her gaze exudes only indifference. Other than that, she feels nothing. To.

"Soul Soul-level Sword Intent...No, it's different from Sword Soul-level Sword Intent... Weird."

The woman stared at the big hole in the sky blankly, groaned, and lifted her footsteps. The space in front of her split open and disappeared in place.

"Yaojin! Seven-Rank High-Rank Spirit Soldier."

In midair, Luo Feng held a sword in his hand and nodded slightly.

This Yaojin sword was the sword of the former disciple of the grey-clothed Heavenly Sword Sect.

As for the three disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, after Luo Feng displayed the Pseudo Sword Soul-level sword intent, he immediately surrendered and fled here.

Just kidding, an existence with a sword spirit level sword intent, how dare they contend.

Cang!

Luo Feng took the sword into its sheath, and said with a wry smile: "I'm on the path of a swordsman, getting farther and farther..."

Shaking his head, Luo Feng was about to leave. Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and looked to the left in vain.

"who!"

A hundred steps away on the left, at some point, there was an extra figure!

Luo Feng's mind was tense.

With his perception and a hundred steps distance, he almost didn't notice the appearance of the opponent!