Martial Arts Overlord

Ten beautiful girls, Luo Chang, fragrant fragrance, danced on the water surface, and their toes fell on the water surface, like a dragonfly drenching water, light and agile, beautiful. .me

Luo Feng couldn't help but nodded secretly.

These girls are just the seven-fold hidden spirit cultivation, it is really rare to be able to do this step.

The dance performance ended, and there were two performances in the back, both of which were very exciting and dizzying.

"My son, you have revenge against Master Ye?"

Luo Feng was watching the performance on the field, and Suier next to him said suddenly.

Luo Feng looked at Suier, "Why do you ask that?"

Sui Er glanced in the direction of Ye Tang, and Ning Mei said, "Since the celebration feast, Ye Tang has been paying attention to you, and his eyes ..."

Sui Er frowned for a moment and said, "His eyes are terrible!"

Luo Feng smiled. "You have good eyesight."

Hearing Luo Feng's compliment, Suier smiled and said, "You son, don't worry, you have Xuanyang Yuling, a VIP of our Dayang House. As long as you are in the city's main house, Ye Tang is afraid to do anything."

Luo Feng nodded. "Thanks for reminding me. I have a sense."

With his soul perception, Ye Tang's eyes were noticed, but he didn't care.

"Mr. Yangcheng, why hasn't Miss Yang Waner yet?"

At the end of the three performances, Yang Waner was never seen, and finally someone could not help asking.

On hearing that, Yangdingtian frowned slightly, glanced towards the inner courtyard without looking. This girl can't come out yet ...

"Go and see Miss."

Yang Dingtian whispered to a girl next to her, stood up, cleared her throat, and laughed.

"Don't worry about it, the girl should be delayed. There are a few shows below, and you will not be disappointed."

"Yangcheng master, I heard that you are going to pick your husband for Yang Waner this time?" Someone asked.

As soon as this remark was made, everyone's eyes immediately gathered on the Yangding heavenly body, showing the color of expectation.

Ye Tang also narrowed his eyes, his eyes twinkling with brilliance.

Looking at the impatient expression of everyone, Yang Dingtian smiled.

"That's right. I really hope to use this happy day to choose a good husband for Wan'er."

Hearing that many young handsome men present were shocked, and those big forces also smiled.

It is no trivial matter that Dayang City's main apex is selected.

Yang Wan'er has outstanding talents, and is still a well-known beauty in Linglong Temple. It is the dream lover of many people to increase the status of Yangcheng's main government.

Many young Junjies are flexing their muscles, secretly thinking about it, and they must not miss this opportunity anyway.

"Yangcheng Lord, please take the liberty to ask, what are your requirements for choosing a concubine?" Someone couldn't wait to ask.

Ye Tang sat in a position, and a look of joy came.

Looking back at Luo Feng coldly, Ye Tang stood up and laughed loudly.

"Ms. Waner entered the spiritual realm when she was not seventeen years old, and her husband-in-law is definitely the dragon of the people! I suggest a show of performances. Everyone shows the directors. What's your idea?"

"Well, there are so many young Junjie present, they always have to compete."

"Yes, only the fight can see their true skills. Who is worthy of Miss Wan."

The young Junjies present were all giant Junjies, who were arrogant and arrogant. At this time, they would naturally not be weak and nodded.

Yang Dingtian originally had this intention, laughed

"Since everyone is so interested, I naturally agree. I just want to talk about the show. Until the point is reached, don't let go of the killer. I hope you will give me the face of Yangdingtian and don't violate it."

Yang Dingtian urged, glanced around the square, and said, "Who wants the first stage?"

"I come!"

The drinking sounded, and a burly figure flew across the distance, and fell on the platform.

The burly boy stood on the platform, looking upright, looking at the square, "Who dares to stand in the Shijia Shilei of Dayang?"

"Good breath! I'll meet you!"

Many people were irritated by the arrogant tone of a burly boy. A blue-shirted boy snorted and jumped to the stage.

Luo Feng is trying to broaden his horizons. The young warriors here come from all directions. It is an opportunity to watch the two with great interest.

"who are you?"

A pair of burly teenagers looked down on the blue-shouldered children with their eyes high.

The blue-shirted boy's eyes picked up, and his hand sword came out of the sheath, and said coldly, "You can win me, I tell you."

"Arrogant! Take me a punch!"

The burly boy was furious, his two thick eyebrows were raised, he roared, his body stood up, and a volley boxed to his opponent.

"Random Boxing!"

boom!

The air in front of the burly boy's fist inflated suddenly, cracked like a stone, and killed in the volley. The fierce fist wind caused the heads in front of the square to stand up.

The young boy in the blue shirt stood in place, holding his sword upright, and suddenly rushed forward. The ground under his feet cracked immediately, and the icy sword edge struck a stunning sword mark and pierced into the air.

The two hit each other in a blink of an eye, and the air waves formed by the vital energy raged everywhere, causing several cracks on the platform.

boom!

The burly boy retreated, his feet fell to the ground and he stepped out of two deep pits.

The youth in blue shirt even took a few steps back, and every time his footsteps fell, the platform would shake once.

The people in the square inhaled gently, this burly boy is so powerful!

"Sword light condenses into a line, so good swordsmanship."

Unlike others, Luo Feng is more optimistic about the blue shirt boy with a sword.

Sui'er heard the words and looked at the stage. He blame, "My son, do you think that people with swords will win?"

Luo Feng nodded.

Sui Dai's eyebrows frowned slightly, and asked, "Although both of them were repaired in the late stage of Yaechi Prefecture, that Shi Lei's repair was obviously superior ..."

Luo Feng shook his head and said

"The strength of the warrior is only part of his practice. Although Shi Lei's practice is deeper, the martial arts realm is far inferior to his opponent. This swordsman can consolidate the sword light into the front line, and Kendo is good. Once he takes all his efforts, Shi Lei will definitely lose . "

"Oh ..." Sui nodded as if she didn't understand.

On the stage, the burly boy failed to defeat his opponent in a boxing, and was a little bit angry and yelled, "Landless Stone Power! Give me a defeat!"

The burly boy smashed his fists in succession, and his fierce punch firmly locked the T-shirt boy.

Bang Bang Bang ...

Every punch of the burly boy carried a powerful force, and the water around the platform caused huge waves.

Facing the fierce fist of the storm, the young boy in the blue shirt held the sword in both hands, his face sinking like water, his body faintly exuding his sharp air, his eyes gleaming.

"Four Shadows!"

Huh!

The sword trembled gently, transforming into four icy sword lights, forming a tic-tac-toe, circling out, a strong sharp air, forming a hurricane, cutting the air into pieces.

Bang bang bang ...

The explosion sounded continuously, and the sword cyclone hit the fist curtain. It was like a ripped bamboo, and the punches were broken, stabbing in the body of the burly boy.

The face of the burly boy changed several times instantaneously, and suddenly a spit of blood spurted out, flew out, landed in the water, and burst a few feet high.

Huh!

The boy in the blue shirt returned to the sheath with a cold glance at the burly boy in the water, who was ashamed and crawled ashore.

Yang Dingtian looked at the young boy in the platform and nodded his head. "The swordmanship is superb and he can win with the weak. Good!"

"My son, you are amazing. He really won!"

Seeing that the burly boy fell to the stage, Suier squeezed his fists tightly, his eyes bloomed with excitement.

Luo Feng smiled, "I guessed it too."

In the distance, Ye Tang stared at Luo Feng with his eyes staring at him, and the intense killing power released by him made the air temperature a bit cold.

"Master, when did you try to teach that kid?" Hong steward stood beside and asked.

Ye Tang took a deep breath and said, "It's not a rush, just wait."

Ye Tang was naturally anxious that Ma Feng shot Luo Luo, but now is not the time.

Luo Fengxiu was under him, and he became famous shortly afterwards. Now that he has made a shot and won, he can't humiliate the other side. Instead, he will fall into disrepute and be unwise.

Moreover, Yang Waner has not yet appeared, and the real masters present have not yet shot, which is inconvenient to expose strength.

Butler Hong nodded and said, "I see, that makes him comfortable for a while!"

At this time, the youth in the blue shirt walked off the platform to rest, and the other two teenagers boarded the platform at the same time. They were a cold young man with a sword and a young swordsman.

The two were complied with each other, both in the late stage of the Yaechi prefecture. They stood opposite each other and immediately there was invisible pressure.

"It is Li Yun of the Golden Stone Hall, and his opponent is the Master Dong Hua of the Wasteland City."

"The two are famous for their reputation. I don't know who will win."

Everyone looked at the two on the stage, talking softly, and guessing the test results.

"My son, who will win?" Sui asked Luo Feng.

Just now everyone thought that the T-shirt youth lost, but Luo Feng was optimistic. As a result, the T-shirt youth still turned defeat, which made her very good.

Luo Feng glanced at the two of the Taiwanese, affirming that "the boy with the sword will win."

The words fell, and the two had already fought.

The young swordsman was expressionless, put his right hand on the handle, and pulled out the sword.

Huh!

A long dagger appeared, covering the cold young man across from him.

The cold young boy showed disdain, his hand sword came out of the sheath silently, and a sword pierced.

The thick sword slammed into the blade, bursting open, and the wind was turbulent.

The cold young man smiled coldly and was ready to take another shot, but suddenly it appeared, an astonishing swordman forced it, and it was here.

"When!"

The lonely teenager was frightened and hurriedly fought to resist.

Huh!

Daoman brushed, and the clothes on the cold teenager's abdomen cracked, and blood stains appeared immediately.

"you lose."

The young swordsman said lightly, turned and left, leaving only a stern young man with a look of astonishment.

"What's going on, the two are so close to each other that the blade is clearly resisted just now! Why is there a blade?"

"I don't know. They were moving too fast, and I didn't see them clearly."

There was a debate in the square, and many people didn't understand why the cold young man was defeated.

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