Martial Arts Overlord

"That's not necessarily. It's not yet known who deer died today."

Luo Feng turned a blind eye to the skinny warrior, holding Emperor Yan's sky knife in his hand, and his whole body was hunting and hunting.

If one day ago, in the face of the sixth-level late warrior in Lingxuan Realm, Luo Feng did not have much confidence to win.

But this time is different. In the past, Xiu Wei stepped into the spiritual realm of sixfold, Luo Feng confident that he can fight against each other.

The skinny warrior heard Luo Feng's words, a pair of narrow and narrow eyes, shining, revealing insidious and ferocious, looked at Luo Feng, sneer:

"It is rumored that the disciples of Jin Dian are extremely arrogant, and today it seems that they are true. The disciples of Tian Jian Dian just now, just like what you said, ended up in the end without even blocking my move. I don't know how you can stop it? "

"Sister Yueer ..."

Later, Nan Xuan heard the words of the skinny warrior, his face paled slightly. According to the Jianghu warrior who had just left, the disciple of the Tianjian Temple was a quadruple warrior in the spirit circle, and he could not even stop the opponent's one move. Moreover, the disciples of Mozong have a ferocious personality, and it is difficult to die in the hands of these people.

"Don't worry, they have masters, and we have Brother Luo Feng and Sister Ling here."

Lin Yueer was still calm, and slowly spoke.

"Ok."

Nan Xuan and Fang Lin's eyes fell on Luo Feng and Ling Qingwu and nodded slightly.

Lin Yueer's beautiful eyes flickered, but her heart was not as calm as her complexion.

Although she is just a quadruple restoration of Lingxuan Realm, she used to follow Ling Qingwu everywhere, and her eyesight was better than that of Nan Xuan and others. At a glance, she saw that the skinny warrior and the young disciple disciple were unusual.

The skinny warrior's breath is much stronger than Luo Feng's.

As for the young Demon disciple, he is the most terrifying. This person's strength is not fluctuating strongly, but there is a hint of cold breath on his body. It can make people scalp at a glance. It is definitely a master in the master. It should be Ling Qingwu. The soul spinner in the mouth is the Seventh Martial Artist.

Luo Feng has just stepped into the Spiritual Realm Sixth, and Ling Qingwu is only the peak of the Spiritual Realm Sixth. He has only five people on his own side, and the other party has more than a dozen Spiritual Realms. , Are absolutely at a disadvantage. Lin Yueer was not sure whether he could break through.

"I can stop a few tricks, you will know if you try."

Luo Feng looked at the skinny warrior, calm eyes.

"Hum! How long can you be arrogant!"

The skinny warrior snorted coldly, and there was a strong murderous power on the gloomy face.

"and many more."

The young martial artist stopped the other side, a pair of eyes glanced at Ling Qingwu, Lin Yue'er and others swept away, the evil light flashed in his eyes, and finally stopped at Ling Qingwu and licked his lips and said:

"If I read correctly, you should be the Leng Yanyang Ling Qing Wu, one of the Double Suns in Linglong Palace."

Ling Qingwu gave a soft hum in her nose, but said nothing.

"Oh, I don't seem to guess wrong."

The young warrior smiled slightly and said:

"I am a compassionate and precious person. As long as you promise to serve me faithfully from now on, I can spare your life and give you great benefits to guarantee that you will break through the true realm. However, your male companion, Must die. "

The young warrior glanced at Luo Feng, a sneer appeared in the corner of his mouth.

Feeling the evil sight of the other side, Lin Yueer and others bit their silver teeth and looked pale.

Ling Qingwu's eyes flashed a bit of coldness, and he quietly looked around, and saw a dozen Mozong disciples have formed a trend of encirclement. Liu Mei frowned slightly, his tone solemnly said:

"Luo Feng, I stopped them both. You took Yueer's sisters and broke out."

Luo Feng glanced at Ling Qingwu with a little surprise. He did not expect that Ling Qingwu wanted to be a bait, and shook his head flatly:

"No."

"Speak nonsense!"

There was a trace of anger on Ling Qingwu's face, and his whole body was agitated, staring at Luo Feng. The tone was cold and cold: "The situation ignores us, you go first, I have my own way to get out!"

"That way we can't go any one way."

Luo Feng naturally didn't believe what Ling Qingwu said. It was already difficult for a seven-armed martial artist to deal with it. Besides, there were more than a dozen armament warriors around him. How could he get away easily?

"you!"

Ling Qingwu was about to speak and was interrupted by Luo Feng.

Taking a look at the young warrior, Luo Feng's gaze was faint and he said, "Go and deal with him, give me that guy who looks like a dead wood. Give me ten minutes."

"you?"

Ling Qingwu's beauty glanced at her eyes, and frowned, "He is a warrior at the end of the spirit circle."

Luo Feng sneered and glanced at Ling Qingwu:

"You can't do it? It looks like I'm looking at Leng Yanyang in rumors."

Ling Qingwu's face was stunned, and she had never spoken to her like this, a layer of frost rose on Qiao's face, staring at Luo Feng:

"I'll give you twenty minutes. If you can't kill him ..."

"No if." Luo Feng stopped Ling Qingwu's remaining words.

"Okay, I hope you can do it!"

Ling Qingwu took a deep look at Luo Feng, no longer talking, and a cold face came out with a touch of determination.

"You seem to have made a decision ..."

The young warrior looked at Ling Qingwu, snorted a little, and smiled insidiously: "Very good, so it tastes like this, disciple of Linglong Temple, I have long wanted to play ..."

brush!

Before the words were finished, a cold sword screamed and the young warrior felt different, and his body was slightly on one side.

Huh!

The sword flashed, and the young warrior cut off a ray of hair.

Huh!

A sword was cut out, Ling Qingwu didn't say a word, his body flickered, appeared on the left side of the young warrior, and his wrist shook.

"Humph!"

The young warrior sneered, pulled out his sword, his figure became blurred, and he saw a flurry of blood-colored sword-like flare like summer showers.

Uh ...

The two collided, Mars was shooting, and Ling Qingwu's figure was forced to back a distance of 100 meters.

"Leave this woman to me. You deal with everyone else. The man killed, the woman caught."

One sword forced Ling Qingwu back, the young warrior gave a cold command, the figure flew out with a **** sword gas, and fought with Ling Qingwu again.

The sword air is vertical and horizontal, the cold wind is like a knife, two figures like two comets are constantly colliding in mid-air, and soon hit elsewhere.

"Well, boy, die!"

The skinny warrior looked down at Luo Feng with a lofty right-handed shot.

Bang!

The surrounding space shook slightly, and a blood-scarred palm-sized palm slammed against Luo Feng at an extremely fast speed, tearing the air like a thunderous thunder.

Luo Feng had been prepared, and his gaze swept around, pushing Tian Yunbu to the limit, and the whole person was instantly elevated to the extreme, avoiding the palm of his hand.

boom!

Scarlet palms roared down, fell in the forest, patted a mountain peak into nothingness, and the impact spread to all directions.

"cut!"

The figure of Luo Feng appeared in the place where the disciples had the most disciples, and Emperor Yan flashed into the sky.

Huh! Huh! Uh ...

These Mozong disciples did not expect Luo Fengdu to be so fast. Before four or five Mozong disciples did not respond, their bodies became two, and they could only watch their bodies fall down.

"Boy, you look for death!"

The skinny warrior watched Luo Feng open the killing ring with anger, and howled loudly, and the figure turned into a light, and flung to Luo Feng.

"Lin Yueer, don't leave the three of you, wait for me to come back." Luo Feng quickly.

Lin Yue'er nodded and said to Luo Feng, "Master Brother don't have to worry about us. The three sisters and sisters have been practicing in Linglong Temple for one year, and they don't kill if they want to kill."

"Ok."

Luo Feng nodded slightly. He was not very worried about Lin Yueer.

Young warriors have said that they must catch three people alive, and others should not dare to exert their full strength. What's more, just now he has beheaded the five-armed warrior in the spirit circle, other disciples of the Mozong are not much higher than the three, even if there is an advantage in number, for a moment, nothing should happen.

Huh!

As the figure flashed, Luo Feng greeted the lean skinny warrior, and Jin Yang emerged behind him, cutting it out with a knife.

"Jinyang Flames Cut!"

Bang!

The air exploded, the knife gas carried a billowing heat wave, and rushed out.

The skinny warrior sneered, his blood glowed, his right palm condensed a layer of red light, as if a red-hot soldering iron, a slash in the palm.

"Yin Lei Blood Palm!"

Do it!

The thunder exploded, followed by a violent shock.

Both were six-armed warriors in the spiritual realm. They raised their hands and had the power to shake the mountains. Those disciples who were closer to him were directly shocked with blood and flew out.

Watching Luo Feng's fierce battle with the skinny warrior, Nan Xuan pressed her red lips tightly, worried:

"I don't know if Shishi can win ..."

"This is not the time to worry."

Fang Lin, who has always been quiet, has a strong tone, and within her sight, nearly ten disciples of the Blood Demon Sect gather here.

"We can't let Brother Shi distract them, and then we can only rely on ourselves. Use the Star Luo Yao lightsaber array!" Lin Yue'er's eyebrows froze slightly, and there was a hint of energy in his bright eyes.

"Yes!"

Fang Lin and Nan Xuan agreed, and the two flashed, standing with two swords on the left side of Lin Yueer and three steps on the right side.

Suddenly, an intangible spirit filled the three of them, and there seemed to be a mysterious light in the space.

A breath of kung fu, a long-faced disciple of Mozong arrived first, and his vitality fluctuated strongly.

"So get mysterious, take me a sword!"

Seeing the three men motionless, the long-faced warrior sneered on the face, with a ferocious momentum, directly culled.

Lin Yueer sneered at the corner of his lips, drew the sword at the tip of his nose, and yelled, "Xing Luo Wuji, Huanghuang Yaoguang, kill!"

brush!

As soon as the words fell, the three swords merged into the void, as if connected to the mysterious and vast starry sky, an astonishing atmosphere rose up, and turned into three white and dazzling dazzling sword swordsmanship at the same time .

Huh!

When the long-faced warrior narrowed his eyes, the figure was devoured by Jianguang. When he appeared again, there were three large holes in his body.