Martial Arts Overlord

Deep in the misty swamp, there is a thousand-meter peak named Heiyu Mountain.

This swamp was originally a wasteland that could not be seen at a glance. This dark mountain in the reckless mountain forest was unusually eye-catching, like a giant standing here.

Standing on the peak of Heilong Mountain and looking northwest, you can see twenty or thirty miles away. There are huge lakes. The lakes are endless, reaching the end of the world. The lake water is black, as if the blood is about to freeze, which is strange. , There is the black water lake in the misty swamp.

Alas, alas ...

In the lush dense forest of Heiyu Mountain, there are continuous screams, and you can see a flying monster walking through the woods. The number is astonishing, like a large cloud, covering the whole mountain.

In this dark cloud, a dark palace is looming.

Huh!

A blood knife guard shot into the palace and fell to the ground:

"Master Magister! The disciples of the Four Golden Halls, Linglong Hall, Ziji Hall, Tianjian Hall, and Yuanzhang Hall, are coming to Heilong Mountain."

On the stone chair above the main hall, a middle-aged Da Ma Jin Dao wearing a blood-colored robe was sitting on the stone chair, with a scarlet machete close to one person tall, drinking.

This life has a square face, and the eyebrows have inverted characters, and each eye feels like a sword out of a sheath, full of energy.

If Luo Feng is here at this moment, I can definitely recognize this person at first glance. It is the blood sword magician of one of the 108 blood magic monsters that he encountered before on his way to the red flame desert secret realm!

boom!

Hearing that the blood knife demon blasted his body, the wine glass exploded into a pile of powder, and sneered:

"I heard that the Twelve Golden Temples jointly hosted a hunting convention, and I knew there were weird things, and it really didn't surprise me!"

The bloodknife fell sharp eyes on the bloodknife guard kneeling in the middle of the hall, and asked, "Why do they know our stronghold position?"

The blood knife guard had the strength of the fifth stage of the Spiritual Realm, but under the eyes of the blood knife magician, his body was shaking silently, suppressing the fear of his heart, and trembling, "We have arrested several Golden Temple disciples to torture and confess. It is known from his mouth that a disciple of Linglong Temple undoubtedly obtained a map of the stronghold of the Canglan dynasty.

"map!"

The blood knife demon flashed into the depths of his pupils and asked coldly, "Have the blood knight of the first captain of the blood knife guard yet returned?"

"Well. Captain Bloody hasn't heard anything since he left two months ago."

"Huh, it seems he will never come back."

The Blood Sword Devil hummed and stood up, "How many people have come to the four golden halls, and how strong are they."

"There are 2,000 disciples in each of the four golden halls entering the misty swamp. In addition, each of the golden halls has sent an elder."

"Do you know who they are?"

It was said that the blood knife demon closed his eyes, revealing the light like a knife, and the air in front of him was silent and fragmented.

"The exquisite water in the exquisite palace, the purple eyebrows scattered in the Ziji Palace, Zhu Liehuo in the Tianjian Palace, and the Taiyuan Tiger in the Yuanzhang Palace."

"Ha ha ha ha ... all acquaintances."

The bloodblade will laugh and shake the whole hall.

"Master Demon, we have only 4,000 Blood Blade Guards stationed in Heilongshan, plus a thousand flying Demon, and there are only 5,000 in total. They are outnumbered and they are prepared. We are Did n’t he break out of Heilong Mountain first, and then go back to the West Desert Demon Realm before making a plan? ”He swallowed, and the blood knife guard trembled.

"dead!"

The blood knife demon flashed his eyes, and reached out and swayed to the blood knife guard kneeling on the ground.

Alas.

There was a huge sword in the hall. The blood sword guard had not even had time to scream, and his body was cut into two parts. The flesh and blood was crushed and crushed by the aftermath of the sword, and only a pool of blood was left in the end.

"Waste, you're scared. What's left for you!"

The bloodsword's face was extremely ugly, and he snorted heavily.

Poppy ...

Footsteps sounded, and in the shadow on the left side of the hall, a tall figure emerged.

The blood knife demon is already extremely burly, and this dark shadow is a bit taller than him. There are a pair of meat wings on the back. On the forehead, two sharp feet with a length of one foot are connected together, as if to be together. Two for one, when viewed from a distance, it looks like a blade, cold wind.

Shura thorn sword, this is a sign of Shura's transformation into a great Shura! Once transformed into a great Shura, there will be strength against the warriors in the real Yuan Dynasty, and there will be a bravery against one enemy! One big Shura was enough to destroy a small city.

"Bloodknife, you've found me for thousands of miles, just for this matter."

The ghost named Shulu looked at the Blood Sword Demon General. The underground Demon has very low intelligence. The lower-level Demon has no name, but after he degenerates into Shura, he will gradually derive wisdom, and it will be that the great Shura is already different from the human wisdom. Few, they will choose a name for themselves.

The blood knife demon will take a look at the ghost, revealing a hint of fear in his eyes, saying, "Yes, I believe you have heard it. The real purpose of this hunting conference in the Twelve Golden Temples of the Canglan Dynasty."

"Then what are you going to do? The four Golden Palace elders are not under your strength. Even if you and I join forces, we have only 50% confidence in winning." The ghostly voice was methodical.

The Bloodknife will sneer, he said, "Of course I know this, but I have no intention of going against them."

"Oh, what do you have in mind?" The sneaky became interested.

The Bloodswords will be cold: "Since they want to weaken our strength, then we will do the opposite! Once the war starts, I will lead these four guys away."

"Do you want me to stay in the Black Mountain? Kill the disciples of the Golden Palace?" Ghostly eyes flashed.

The blood knife demon nodded, his face gloomy, his eyes narrowed, and his chill kept flashing:

"Yes, the disciples who have entered the Golden Temple this time must be the elite of the Golden Temples. If they are all beheaded and killed, they will certainly have great vitality! How?"

Ghostly thought for a while, licked his lips and said, "Okay, as long as you can lead away the four elders, I promise that none of the Golden Temple disciples entering the misty swamp can leave alive. However, after this war, you You have to promise me in advance that all the women in the Golden Temple disciples belong to me, and I want them all to be my slaves. "

"Do it at your disposal." The Blood Knife Demon will know that Shura is evil, especially the human woman, nodded, and said, "I first remind you that there are masters on the new dragon list among these Golden Temple disciples, these people are not simple in strength ... "

"Well, you can rest assured. Even if all the ten new dragons come, I don't look at them."

Ghostly shrugged off the words of the Bloodblade Demon General and waved his hand: "Call me after the war."

Then he walked out of the hall in a hurry.

The Blood Sword Demon will know that the other person caught a lot of human women in the Black Mountain, and naturally understands what the other person is doing, and shakes his head. However, he does not feel that the other party is talking big, and the strength of the ghost has reached the peak of the Nine Levels of Spiritual Realm. It is only one step to transform into Shura. He is not an opponent. The ten new dragons together should be able to threaten the other party. But this is simply impossible.

Eyes fell on the pool of blood in the middle of the hall, and the blood knife devil licked his lips and grinned: The map obtained by the disciples of Linglong Temple seemed to have been killed by this man. Hehe, I hope not to let me know who you are, otherwise, the mountains and the seas, the ends of the earth, I will crush you to death!

In the jungle.

Luo Feng and his team met with the disciples at the end.

In the forest, there are corpses of Blood Blade Guard and Flying Devil. Some of these corpses are covered with sword marks everywhere, and some foreheads and hearts have a cold blood hole exposed. .

boom!

In the air, Luo Feng cut off with one stroke.

"Thunderstorm!"

The huge blade of light is as fast as a thunder, and the surrounding burning flames are twisted and twirled, making a crackling sound, as if the thunder above nine days is ready.

A flying demon under the blade of light, widened his eyes, staring at the blade of the oncoming sword. In his perception, this is no longer the ordinary blade of light, but the thunder that fell from the sky in nine days. The burning fire in the polar domain, in front of this sword, everything seemed so vulnerable, that great sense of oppression made him unable to move.

"not good……"

The flying monster wants to escape, but it is too late.

Huh!

The sword flashed, and there was a flying demon who was repaired in the fifth stage of the Spiritual Realm. His body was divided into two, and the huge meat wings burned directly, and a rain of blood fell in the dense forest.

This knife is the knife method created by Luo Feng. To be precise, it is not creation, but fusion.

He merged the first Jinyang Flame Slash with the thunder knife method of Jinwu Dadaodao. This fierce battle has successfully combined the first two of the thunder knife method. In the sword method, there is the thunderstorm artistic conception contained in the thunder knife method, and the power is not lost to the Jinwu Great Sword. It can be said that the real thunderbolt is like a thunderbolt, so he named it Thunderstorm.

"Dead to me!"

Shura's eyes were red, a roar, a wing, a dark air current, and a gurgling sound, turned into a black line, straight out.

"cut!"

Now that cultivation is successful, these two Shura are no longer useful. Luo Feng kills his mind in his heart, locks his eyes on this Shura figure, and displays the thunder and fire again.

brush!

Emperor Yan broken the sky sword as if it had disappeared into the void, a huge blade of light, the degree of cutting out like electricity, accurately hit that amazing black line.

Huh!

Blood sprayed out, and Shura's body volleyed into two, his eyes widened. Until now, Luo Feng could not keep up with him. He couldn't figure out why he was cut by this sword.

Am I getting slower?

He can never know the answer.

Luo Feng wanted to completely consolidate the thunder and fire, and flashed his footsteps, killing Shura on the other side again.

boom!

Amazing bursts of sound continued to sound, and the remaining Shura was also beheaded and killed by Luo Feng with no resistance.