Martial Arts Overlord

Luo Feng didn't expect that the other party actually thought of his own exercises, and he changed his face indifferently, and said indifferently, "I also give you a chance. Now I am doing self-improvement and disappearing immediately from my eyes."

Elder Hong frowned, his eyes narrowed, the cold light fainted, and said, "Boy, give you some color, and you will open a dyeing workshop! Since you give your face shame, then don't blame me for being cruel. Let me kill you It ’s my work that belongs to you! "

Huh!

The words fell, Elder Hong had to fly, locked his eyes on Luo Feng, and cut off with one sword.

Huh!

The clouds separated silently to the two sides, and the icy sword air was tens of meters long. A icy sword curtain was drawn in the high air, and appeared instantly in front of Luo Feng.

Facing the icy sword that was sweeping by, Luo Feng couldn't be surprised. He held the anger knife handle with his back and cut it off.

Huh!

Daomang blocked the sword's air, and the severe impact exploded, disappearing in pairs.

"This boy actually fought with Elder Hong, and he was too brave. Does he think that he can win in the middle of the fifth stage of the spiritual vortex?"

"Now that Lengyuan Adventure Group and Qingyan Adventure Group die, either you die or I die. In this situation, even if he doesn't want to fight, he can't retreat."

"That's right. Leng Yan was almost killed by this boy just now. He certainly won't let such a threat live in the world."

"To be honest, the youth's strength, even I feel creepy. Look at his age, but fifteen or sixteen years old, is already a quintessence martial artist, is a genius. Revenge with this kind of people, or do nothing You have to cut the grass to get rid of the roots, or you will not sleep well. "

"Yeah, but with Elder Hong's shot, I'm afraid he's too fierce today. It's a pity ..."

"If you have such a big thing, the evil wolf adventure group and the flying feather adventure group may not sit idly by."

"Well, I just saw a lot of people from the evil wolf adventure group, and Qing Mei, the first captain of the Feiyu adventure group. Today, I am afraid that we will change the sky!"

Nearby are people from major adventure groups. Seeing the battle between Qingyan Adventure Group and Lengyuan Adventure Group, they began to analyze what will happen next.

In the air, Elder Hong saw that Feng Feng blocked his sword, and his eyes flashed.

Just one sword, although he only used Qicheng strength, he is a sword with Qicheng strength as a mid-fifth-level warrior in Spiritual Realm. It is enough to defeat the five-time early warrior in Ling Xuan Jing, but the boy in front of him. Even without frowning, he stopped it. As Leng Yan said, the other side's vitality was incredible.

"Hey, it seems your practice is not simple."

Looking at Luo Feng, Elder Hong grinned grinningly. He speculated that Luo Feng's exercises were at least top-grade, and maybe even prefecture-level exercises. Greed appeared in his eyes.

Luo Feng smiled bitterly. It seems that the other party is determined.

"Jinyang collapsed!"

Not wanting to talk nonsense with each other, Luo Feng's eyes flashed, and six Jinyang appeared behind him, shining brightly. With the blessing of Jinyang, his momentum soared and he was cut out with one stroke.

"That's the trick!"

Leng Yan looked at Luo Feng. Swallowed hard, with a lingering fear. Just now he was defeated by this sword, there was no resistance at all, and Luo Feng did not pull out the sword before!

"Six Jinyang! Sure enough, I can't underestimate this person, otherwise, I might overturn in the gutter!"

Elder Hong felt the infinite explosive power contained in the round sword. Brows frowned slightly, Jinwu's sword-cutting method was too overbearing, it was difficult to cultivate, the other was young, and he could understand six Jinyang.

A flash of cold light in his eyes, Elder Hong's sword was in front of the eyebrow, and the purple light condensed on the tip of the sword. A purple thunderbolt is formed, and the throughput is endless.

"Zijiandongtian!"

With a cold drink, Elder Hong's eyes burst into strong purple light, and a sword pierced.

Huh!

The purple sword condensed into a line, bursting out of the hole, and hit the red knife wheel together instantly.

The knife wheel and sword gas froze with each other for a while in mid-air. The sword gas penetrated the knife wheel, hitting Luo Feng's body sigh heavily.

However, Jian Qi has been worn away, but he just slammed his guardian body into a circle of ripples and disappeared. Luo Feng's figure flew back more than ten steps.

Seeing this, Leng Yan exhaled a long breath.

He was really afraid of Luo Feng's strength. Even if he knew that Elder Hong was a warrior in the middle of the fifth stage of the Spirit Circle, he should not be defeated, but he still couldn't help worrying. At this moment, he saw that Elder Hong had the upper hand. .

"Boy, just blame you for messing with my cold bun!"

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Luo Feng who was retreating coldly.

"Your strength is truly outstanding. I am afraid that there are no rivals in the same class of warriors. Unfortunately, you met me. You can also be proud to die under my sword."

Elder Hong broke his sword with a sword, his shirt was windless and his ego smile appeared on his face.

Hum!

Luo Feng stepped into the void, stopped his figure, and was a little surprised at the bottom of his heart.

Taking a glance down, the people of the Qingyan Adventure Group and the Lengyuan Adventure Group are fighting together, each with their own injuries.

The number of masters of the Qingyan Adventure Group is not as good as that of the Lengyuan Adventure Group. Now it depends on the location. Although it can barely resist, the longer the time, the more dangerous it is.

Must fight!

There was a flash of sharpness in his eyes, and Luo Feng's indifferent temperament suddenly became fierce. The red dragon scales on his forehead emerged, and an overbearing momentum spurted out through the body. There seemed to be bursts of dragons in the void.

"Fill me again!"

Looking at Elder Hong, Luo Feng's whole body was red, condensed into six golden suns, shining, and the whole person seemed to be turned into a raging fire. The space was to be burned out and cut off with one stroke.

Bang!

The surrounding air was all emptied, and the circular sword-like sword flew like a flying fire meteor, with an overbearing sword, and chopped to Elder Hong.

"Boy, your sword is useless to me!"

Seeing Luo Feng cast the same knife twice, Elder Hong sneered on his face, purple light condensed on the sword, and a sword pierced again.

Card wipe!

Vigorous purple sword gas hit the sword blade, and immediately, under Elder Hong's astonished eyes, the purple sword gas instantly shattered, and the sword blade cut directly to his chest.

"how is this possible!"

Elder Hong was taken aback. He didn't expect the same martial arts, but the power was quite different, and the sword smashed his sword energy easily.

With a frown on his face, Elder Hong didn't panic. Run your energy with full force.

"Ziyun sword wall!"

With a cold drink, Elder Hong held the sword in both hands and hugged it to his chest.

Suddenly, the purple light on the sword almost turned into a substance. With the sound of the card scratching, the purple sword burst into the sky. The fast combination turns into a barrier composed of sword energy.

The barrier is nearly ten feet high. Five feet wide, the whole body glowed with dim purple light, as if a purple curtain was drawn between heaven and earth, protecting Elder Hong behind.

Uh ...

The sword wall has just formed, and the red knife wheel instantly slashed to death, causing fierce friction and bursting out thousands of Mars.

Kakaka ...

As the red knife wheel rotates, the barrier formed by the sword's gas leaves a slit. Spread quickly.

Seeing this scene, Elder Hong's eyes were shocked. The Ziyun sword technique he practiced was a high-grade martial art that he accidentally obtained during his youth.

In terms of power, Ziyun swordsmanship is far inferior to Jinwu's sword, but it is a combination of offensive and defensive swordsmanship. Coupled with the yellow-level unique skills he practiced, he exhibited the Purple Cloud Sword Wall, the middle-level five-level warrior of the ordinary Spirit Soul Realm. One shot! Elder Hong couldn't help but feel lost for a moment.

"Elder Hong. Be careful!"

At the moment of loss, Elder Hong suddenly heard Leng Ye's exclaim, looked up, and his face changed greatly.

Luo Feng did not know when, he was approaching three meters in front of him.

"Get me out!"

Exclaimed, Elder Hong sighed and sprayed intense purple light in his eyes. The countless purple sword gas that had been upright turned suddenly, with the scream of tearing air, beheaded to Luo Feng, densely, like a locust.

Luo Feng's forehead was black, and the strong wind caused by the sword gas blew up. He was expressionless, punched out with a punch, and drank in his mouth.

"burst!"

Boom boom boom boom ...

The red fire light rose, the air burst, and the air was bursting and thrilling. This space was violently shaking. The red fire light spread in all directions, and the sound was huge. Below the street, some martial arts soldiers who looked at the scenes couldn't help showing their breath. .

Since the nine dragons of Shenlong reached the sublime change, it seems to be the influence of the red dragon-shaped spiritual spin in the receiver. Luo Feng's eight wasteland fighters have even exceeded their limits, and their power is enough to compare with the top-grade martial arts.

In the horrified eyes of all the people, Jian Tian's Qi was instantly broken, and a figure flew out of blood.

It is Elder Hong.

At this moment, his clothes were torn and ragged, and his body was covered with blood.

"dead!"

Locking the elder Hong retreating, Luo Feng's eyes were sharp, and people were in the air, beheaded.

Bang!

The thick sword light is extremely powerful, wherever it goes, the air flow is turbulent, like a strange weird python, crushing towards Elder Hong with a devastating breath.

"Don't think!"

Elder Hong was stunned, with a scream in his mouth, desperately urged the vitality of the body to converge on the sword, and was about to perform the purple cloud sword wall again. At this moment, his chest was hot, and a lot of blood was sprayed out of his mouth. A punch just made him The veins were damaged and Ziyun Sword Wall could not be cast again.

Huh!

The blade of light flashed, a head flying high, and the blade of light spreading across the street, a three-storey stone building, one knife and two sections, the incision was smooth as a mirror.

Elder Hong's eyes widened, and his eyes were full of unwillingness. It seemed that he could not believe that he was dead, and died in the hands of a warrior in the fifth stage of Spiritual Realm.

"He killed Elder Hong!"

"The knife was just terrible just now. My whole mind was attracted. If I faced this knife, I'm afraid that I could not even think of resistance, and I would have been killed."

"This son is too strong. In time, I am afraid I can compete with the best talents of the Twelve Golden Temples."

The soldiers watching nearby looked at Luo Feng, who was standing in the air, looking shocked, admired, and even jealous.

Most of them have ordinary talents. If there are no adventures in this life, they can only be trapped in this small red valley city.

However, Luo Feng is different. In the early period of the fifth round of spiritual revolving, he killed the warriors in the middle period of the fifth retreat. The talent is called the evildoer, and his achievements in the future will be unlimited.

"Qing Mei, it seems that this time, you met an amazing figure ..."

In the corner of the street, a female swordsman in blue looked at Luo Feng, her eyes flickered, and a bitter smile appeared on her red lips.

2 o'clock, chapter three!