Martial Arts Overlord

boom!

The rubble flew, and Nangong Mo struggled out of the ruins.

At this moment, his whole body was stained with blood, his tied hair was falling down, the precious armor on his body lost its aura, and a large part of his chest was sunken, a trace of blood glowing with black brilliance, from his mouth and nose, constantly Flowing out, the whole breath is empty, short and heavy, and there is no longer the predominant and powerful aura.

Whoosh!

The cold wind blew, and as soon as Nangong Mo raised his head, he saw Luo Feng standing five steps in front of him, with a treasure knife in his hand, and Lei Guang jumped.

Nangongmo was shocked and couldn't help but stepped back a few steps, one of them accidentally fell directly to the ground.

Luo Feng glanced at Nangong Mo, and an agitated and unrestrained feeling rose in his heart.

Once upon a time, in his eyes, the king was such an inaccessible existence, like a god!

His once dream was to condense the will of the king and become the king!

But now, a king-letter, the pinnacle figure in the eyes of countless people, was defeated in his hands, lying in front of him!

Nangong Mo was also a little dazed, but his mood was completely opposite to that of Luo Feng: as a king, he would be defeated by a strong will-level god! Don't talk about others, even he himself still can't believe it.

Huh!

Luo Feng walked towards Nangong Mo step by step, and said without expression:

"In the first battle in the Beihai Ice Palace, I once said that I would destroy your Nangong family. Today, I will take your sacrificial knife first."

Nangongmo's eyes widened. He was also there in the previous battle in the Beihai Ice Palace, and he naturally knew that Luo Feng swore to destroy the Nangong family.

It's just that Luo Feng at that time was just a magnificent person in the Yuanhai Realm. Those words were like an ant's provocation against an elephant. Many people ignored it, and he also regarded him as a joke.

Now, this joke is not funny at all.

With the body of a non-king, defeating the king is a legend, such a deed, no one can ignore it!

Haha!

Knowing that today is bound to die, Nangong Moran laughed loudly.

Luo Feng said lightly: "What are you laughing at?"

Nangongmo sat upright and looked at Luo Feng with a sneer: "I admit that you are very strong, and you can defeat me with the level of will. I have to admire you. However, no matter how strong you are, you will still be saved. Not your family!"

"I am not the only one who entered the territory of the Hundred Kingdoms this time. The other group of people has already gone to the big shopping mall. Not surprisingly, the entire big shopping mall has now been slaughtered."

Luo Feng's pupils shrank slightly, took a deep breath, and asked, "How many kings are among those people?"

"one person!"

Nangongmo smiled coldly: "However, one person is enough! He is a land-level king, let alone a small Luo family, the entire Canglan dynasty, he can also be destroyed."

"Even if I die today, it's worth it, at least the life of your whole clan will be backed up! Hahahahaha..."

Luo Feng sighed slightly and said with a smile: "I'm afraid I will disappoint you."

"what?"

Nangong Mo's laughter stopped abruptly, with a face full of puzzlement. I don't know why Luo Feng heard the news and why he was so calm.

Huh!

However, he just asked, a sword light shining with thunder brilliance raged past, and immediately, a burst of blood bloomed before his eyes, and he saw a headless corpse sitting there, farther and farther...

Cang!

After slashing Nangong Mo with a single knife, Luo Feng put the sword into its sheath, and said in thought:

"A land-level king-routing person, Jue Jiuyou should be able to cope.

When Luo Feng returned to Panlong City last time, Jue Jiuyou claimed to be an invincible land-level king, and now he has obtained a complete True Dragon Jiuyin, his strength will only increase to the next level! What's more, Jue Jiuyou is a demonized dragon, without special means, it can be said to be an indestructible existence.

There is another reason why Luo Feng is so relieved: Jue Jiuyou was imprinted with his soul, and he would definitely notice that the other party had an accident.

Exhaling a suffocating breath, Luo Feng stretched out his hand and took a breath, and took Nangongmo's storage ring back, glanced at the headless corpse, and a cold light appeared in his eyes:

"Two kings were dispatched at once, and the Nangong family is going to cause my Luo family to die! I will write down this account first!"

After a heavy snort, Luo Feng said again:

"Although there are some tricks in this battle, in the end, I won. With the body of a non-king, beheading the king, it should be a record!"

In fact, even if he didn't show the enemy's weakness and trick Nangong Mo into being fooled, Luo Feng was confident and defeated the opponent.

However, in that case, he must fight the attrition war with the other party with the immortal body, and he cannot retreat completely.

After all, the one who made the king is the one who made the king. There are many advantages that cannot be ignored, just like Wuhun's suppression of his artistic conception. In a head-on confrontation, he must be at a disadvantage.

"However, he is right in one sentence. No matter how strong a person is, sometimes he is weak..."

If it weren't for the fact that Jue Jiuyou had been conquered before, the Luo Family would be in danger this time!

Raising his head, Luo Feng looked towards the sky.

After experiencing this battle of kings, the thick fog on the Dayan River was completely dissipated, the bright sunshine shone down, and huge rainbows hung in the sky, gorgeous and brilliant.

"It seems that we must reconsider the future of the Ten Sacred Gates!"

After thinking about it, Luo Feng replaced the Jin Yaojian again, and his figure flashed towards the desert island where Ziling was hiding.

This battle was too dynamic, and Luo Feng was worried about being noticed by someone with a heart. After he found Ziling on the desert island, he immediately set off and continued to fly eastward.

On the way, Zi Ling pursed the corners of his mouth, and stopped talking several times.

When Luo Feng looked down, he noticed that Zi Ling had already burst into tears, and his clothes were wet with tears.

"Little girl, why are you crying?"

Zi Ling said silently, lowered his head and sobbed a moment later:

"Master, did the people just now come to chase and kill Ziling? It's all Ziling's bad. It hurts and hurts Master..."

Speaking of the end, Ziling couldn't help it anymore and started to cry.

Luo Feng walked in a hurry just now without changing his clothes. When he arrived on the deserted island, he was covered in blood, scared Ziling almost fainted.

She thought that the person came for her again, and attributed all the responsibility to herself, thinking that she was the one who injured Luo Feng.

Luo Feng stretched out his hand and scraped Ziling's little nose, then smiled:

"What are you thinking about. It has nothing to do with you. They are from the Nangong family and hunted me down. Besides, I didn't have anything to do. Okay, don't cry."

Zi Ling shook his head vigorously: "Master deceives. Those people are obviously coming for me. I know, I know, a lot of weird things have happened recently, and there are always inexplicable memories in my mind. Those wolf monsters , They all came to me, otherwise, why would Master let me wear a scarf?"

Raising his head, Zi Ling looked at Luo Feng with tears in his eyes, "Master, I...what's wrong with me?"

Luo Feng suffocated his breath, hesitated, took Zi Ling, swish, and landed on the top of a mountain.

"I can tell you the truth."

Luo Feng looked at Zi Ling and said seriously: "However, this truth will be cruel. You must also choose your next destiny."