Martial Arts Overlord

boom!

The water of the Dayan River, which was broken into two sections, suddenly closed after half a breath. The rushing water wave reached a thousand feet high and went straight to the sky, with a huge sound, as if a thunder was exploded on the ground.

Luo Feng also flew backwards for a certain distance, but only a few tens of meters, the situation was slightly better than that of Nangong Xiao.

"Wow!"

The wealthy woman didn't have time to retreat. She was just a strong will in the gods, where she could withstand the impact of the king-level duel, she was directly vomited by the shock wave and flew upside down, suffering a little internal injury.

"Elder Nangong Xiao was repulsed, this is impossible!"

The white face of the wealthy woman was full of incredible, and a pair of eyeballs almost burst out of the eye sockets.

What did she see, a will-level god-level powerhouse, actually blocked the elder Nangong Xiao who was a human-level king, and even had the upper hand!

This is ridiculous!

Nangong Xiao also felt the same way.

"Long Xiang general trend, who are you?"

Stabilizing his figure, Nangong Xiao stared at Luo Feng with a pair of eyes, his face was pale, and his sharp gaze seemed to see through the black mask on Luo Feng's face.

It is impossible for a swordsman to have a general trend, and as far as he knows, there is only one person in the world with a dragon-like general trend—

Thinking of that name, Nangong Xiao's heart throbbed.

This is ridiculous!

Standing on the face of the turbulent Dayan River, Luo Feng's clothes fluttered. Under the influence of the general trend and the witchcraft, his whole personality is both righteous and evil, and there is a kind of grandeur and solemn spirit.

"Why, isn't your Nangong family always looking for me?"

When deciding to fight with all his strength, Luo Feng no longer planned to conceal his identity, nor could he conceal it.

When speaking, Luo Feng stomped, and the wooden box wrapped in silk and satin burst open behind him. Thunder Tribulation and Jingyan fell into his hands at the same time.

Holding a pair of knives, an overbearing and unparalleled sword force spread from Luo Feng, causing the river to burst.

Glancing at Nangong Xiao, Luo Feng raised his mouth and said:

"You can call me a black swordsman, you can call me a black jealous, or... Luo Feng."

"Luo Feng! The blackest guest!"

The rich woman screamed directly, her mouth growing into a circle.

Hei Jue Ke, Luo Feng, and the swordsman in black are actually the same person. Even if this kind of thing is said, I am afraid that no one in the world will choose to believe it!

Then, the fact happened before her eyes!

Nangong Xiao also stunned, and his eyes narrowed in vain: "It's really you! Luo Feng! You are the black master! You are also the black swordsman! That's how it is, that's how it is! No wonder a sudden emergence in the market cave back then Hei Jue was against our Nangong family, and a Star Swirl gate that didn't exist at all appeared out of thin air. It turned out that you were making a ghost in the back. You are such a deep city, what a deep intention!"

Luo Feng was speechless. Whether he was a black **** or a black swordsman, he had no choice but to do it, but he didn't expect that things would develop to the present situation step by step, where is there any scheming city.

As for the Star Swirl Gate, he did not fabricate it.

Ha ha!

"You are very courageous, or you are very stupid! You dare to be in front of me and proactively admit your identity. If you are a swordsman in black at the Star Swirl gate, you still have a silver lining. Now, you will only live inferior to death. Your friends, your woman, and your family will be buried for you! By the way, I'm afraid your family has already stepped down to wait for you!"

Nangong Xiao sneered. At the end of the talk, he laughed wanton and laughed cruelly and freely.

The Nangong family has always regarded Luo Feng and Hei Jue as a shame. Compared with the Nangong family, both of them are as small as ants, but they have caused the Nangong family to suffer a great shame!

Today, he can kill Hei Jie Ke and Luo Feng in one fell swoop!

"What do you mean?" Luo Feng was startled when he heard Nangong Xiao's last words.

"Meaning, you are dead today!"

Nangong Xiao didn't explain, she smiled coldly, her body shone with mysterious radiance, her eyes seemed to cover the whole world, and the spirit glowing, exuding aura, surging into the void into a real hurricane, giving people the illusion of a giant standing on top of the earth.

This is the king's will, the undefeated will, the ordinary distracting realm powerhouse, dare not look at it at all.

Standing on the surface of the river, Luo Feng's figure rises and falls with the waves, bearing Nangong Xiao's imposing suppression, with indomitable and killing intent in his eyes:

"Today, it will only be you who die."

"Haha, a mere will-level god-level powerhouse, dare to speak wildly in front of me! Could it be that if I blocked my previous move, I would be eligible to sit on an equal footing with me? Today I will let you know, what Call the king invincible!"

Nangong Xiao laughed. The move just now didn't even show half of his strength. Although Luo Feng could stop him, it surprised him, but he still didn't have the qualifications to let him face it.

There are ants under the king. This is a truth that has been passed down forever. No matter how strong Luo Feng's potential is, he will never cross the sky gap between the king and the unsealed king!

When the voice fell, Nangong Xiao stepped directly to the top of Luo Feng and pressed it with a palm.

A pitch-black palm print was born, the texture of the giant palm was fully revealed, exuding an incomparably mysterious aura. The space in front was squeezed and shaken layer by layer, producing a deep-sea vortex-like suction force, not only astonishing, but even around Luo Feng A few miles of space are confined.

"What an astonishing power, if there is no experience in the Secret Realm of the Sword Tomb, I am afraid that only the use of the Pseudo Sword Soul level sword intent can resist!"

The most terrifying thing about the king is that he has comprehended the Wuhun-level artistic conception, and crushes the ordinary satisfaction level in all directions!

To reach the level of distraction, the importance of artistic conception is self-evident. Any martial arts and martial arts, artistic conception is the foundation. Of course, the artistic conception is crushed, and of course there is no power to resist. This is why there are all under the king. The argument of ants.

However, after experiencing the sword intent tempering in the secret realm of the sword tomb, Luo Feng’s general momentum and twelve kinds of satisfaction levels have risen to the critical point of martial spirit and circle satisfaction levels, coupled with his own powerful soul power, this is his positive Challenge the confidence of the king!

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and Luo Feng's whole body was raging with thunder light, with a slash, the thunder light gleamed in the void, and a thick and thin thunder blade rose against the sky.

Boom!

A huge wave of water blasted on the Dayan River, filled with mist, forming a mushroom cloud at an altitude of a thousand feet, Luo Feng and Nangong Xiao flew out at the same time.

"Blocked again!"

The wealthy woman watching from a distance took a breath.

"Block my palm!"

Nangong Xiao's face fell sharply.

Luo Feng stopped the retreat, looked at Nangong Xiao, and said coldly: "Don't you know that the swordsman with the sword in his hand is the real swordsman!"