Martial Dao Overlord

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Pu!

Standing up swayingly, blue clothed disciple spurt a large mouthful of blood, looking up towards Luo Feng, his pale face turned irony and his eyes were extremely unwilling.

He didn’t show his tricks, even the word intent hadn’t had time to use it, he was defeated, how to be willing!

However, just now he forcibly lifted his spirit to perform Sword Art, and was hit by Luo Feng at a critical moment, hurting his lungs, and fighting again, obviously unrealistic.

The outcome has been divided.

After gritting his teeth, the blue clothed disciple sent Luo Feng a cup of one fist in the other hand, shamelessly skimming off and asking the sword platform.

The beautiful eyes of Nebula Sword Master looked at Luo Feng.

Just now she almost lost Luo Feng’s track. The other party not only had a good Lightness Art cultivation base, but also cultivated a secret method of concealed aura in order to achieve such surprisingly difficult attacks.

Of course, in this matchup, the victory or defeat is too childish, mostly because of the blue clothed disciple’s carelessness, and it is impossible to see more.

The blue clothed disciple was defeated, and many of the sword tomb disciplines on the scene, including many of the sword masters’ faces, were not good to watch.

Regardless of the reason, the same sword tomb discipline, the same sect senior and junior brothers lost to a Sabrewielder, and it was so miserable that it was never a glorious thing.

For a time, everyone began to stir.

“I am fighting you!”

a long whistle, a tall silver sword flew to the Wenjiantai, about 17-18 years old, True Origin Realm 8th Layer Peak cultivation base, once asked the Jiantai, cultivation base was immediately suppressed to True Origin Realm 8th Layer Early Stage, one level with Luo Feng.

Gao Head Disciple and the blue clothed disciple just now belong to the 100 Sword Peak feather peak. Seeing Junior Brother’s disastrous defeat, he naturally couldn’t bear this tone. He wanted to avenge Junior Brother and save his face for the feather peak.

Weng!

As soon as he stepped up to the sword platform, Gao Head Disciple immediately released the sword intent. With 80% sword intent blessing, the silver Ling sword in his hand whispered, and a sharp sharp aura spread out, flashing an intense cold light, violent Tearing the surrounding air.

With the word intent released, Gao Head Disciple open a pair of tiger eyes staring at Luo Feng: “Do n’t think you will be as lucky as you did just now. Junior Brother Qin lost it to you with carelessness, I want to get it back for him ! “

What he said was that the blue clothed disciple just now, if it was not a momentary idea, Luo Feng was not an opponent at all.

Hearing Gao Head Disciple, Jiang Fengfeng shook his head slightly.

When she and Luo Feng played against each other, the cultivation base was higher than Luo Feng, and the sword intent had also been promoted to the Great Accomplishment environment. They were not opponents. This high Head Disciple, although the same as the silver sword, the sword intent is not as good as her, In the case of asking the sword platform, cultivation base can not dominate, the result can be imagined.

She thinks so, but other sword tomb disciplines don’t think so. In their view, Luo Feng was able to win the battle just now, it was totally good luck.

Now, this good luck is clearly over.

The swordsman who exhibited the sword intent is the real swordsman.

“Get it!”

Luo Feng expressionless, indifferent eyes in Gao Head Disciple’s eyes, is extremely provocative.

“Okay, receive my move, Qinghong first line!”

With a roar, Gao Head Disciple’s gaze was sharp to several points, his feet moved, people walked with the sword, and the sword edge pulled out a sharp azure trajectory. A huge green rainbow, want to penetrate Luo Feng.

“cut!”

Emperor Yan broke the heavenly blade instantly, and Luo Feng merged into the blade with a wave of momentum, holding the knife with one hand and splitting out with one knife.

Rumble!

The thunder blew, and inside the Void sounded the sounds of creek creak, which was the sound of sword intent breaking.

Oh?

The star of Nebula Sword slightly shone.

“How is it possible that his trend is comparable to my sword intent and realm, why is it so powerful!”

Gao Head Disciple turn pale with fright, but not surprised for a long time, because Xueliang blade light has completely wiped out Sword Qi, with an unstoppable momentum, slashing towards this side.

“It’s impossible!” Tall Martial Artist clenched the teeth, roaring, with the body Zhenyuan urged to the limit, holding the sword in both hands, and splitting the sword.

“Feiyu Liuhua!”

Hey!

The sword edge was cut off, and a Sword Qi like azure wings leaped out, and the volley turned into countless azure spirits, pulling out thin green lines in the sky, hiding the sky and covering the earth. , Like an azure rainstorm.

bō bō bō 咵 ……

The blade light broke into the azure rainstorm, like a hot knife through butter, rolling all the way to the High Head Disciple, and finally could not bear to pass, and completely collapsed and disappeared.

“Good, receive my move again!”

Finally blocking Luo Feng’s slash, Gao Head Disciple hadn’t had time to relax, a sound suddenly dropping from the sky, looked up, could not help turning pale with fright.

From the moment when he went to ask the sword platform, Luo Feng had no plans to hide his strength. He was in mid-air and his body was shocked. The grandiose’s real-element fluctuations spread out. Among the flames, like a Golden War God, step down.

“Burn Sky Monarch Wang Bu!”

Booming…

As the footsteps lowered, the air on the sword platform exploded, and the tall Martial Artist felt like a mountain peak pressing on his body, getting heavier and heavier, his legs trembling, and even some standing unstable.

“Qinghong Line!”

Knowing that this blow is not trivial, the tall Martial Artist’s face was ruthless, and the sword intent was pushed to the limit regardless of everything. The sword was raised, and the extremely condensed azure Sword Qi came out with an endless edge.

Rumble ……

2 As soon as the two forces touched, the air on the sword platform immediately boiled like boiling water, violently oscillating and rippled.

Shua!

Luo Feng silhouette light flashed, stepping on the ground, steady as a rock.

At this moment, the entire Wenjiantai sound was absent, quiet and incredible.

Opposite Luo Feng, the tall Martial Artist still maintains the posture of holding the sword up.

However, his right leg was half kneeling on the ground, the sleeves of his arms were smashed completely, the skin of his arms cracked, blood flowed, and even blood flowed out of his mouth and nose, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

There is no doubt that this battle is still Luo Feng victory!

“Lost again!”

“What’s going on with Luo Feng, his general trend is clearly only 8th Layer realm, how is Senior Brother Gao’s 8th Layer sword intent in front of his general trend, there’s no resistance.”

“I don’t understand, maybe his Blade Art is amazing.”

“We’ve lost 2 straight. It’s not going well in this way. Is it really necessary to let him enter the sword mound?”

“Where is this? Qin Li and their sword intent are not Great Accomplishment. In the Silver Sword Envoy, ranked is only the middle and lower ranks. Losing to Luo Feng also can’t be considered. Want to let 100 Sword Master agree him to enter the sword Tsukazu, it is only possible that he has to defeat the upper silver sword at least. Otherwise, do n’t even think about it. “

“Good. You see, Senior Brother Senior Sister, a lot of people can’t sit still, as long as they shoot, this Luo Feng will be the end.”

“Isn’t Yuan Kong having a feast with Luo Feng? Why didn’t he still do it. I don’t want to see this Luo Feng arrogant again.”

The sword tomb disciplinary discuss spiritedly present was not uncomfortable with Luo Feng’s 2 wins.

On the high table.

“Didn’t expect this Luo Feng, there is a bit of strength.” A young golden sword ambassador standing with Ming Feng glanced at Luo Feng, his eyes narrowed slightly.

The disciple coldly snorted next to Tsing Yi: “It is indeed a bit of strength, but it is nothing more than that. If the upper silver sword of the upper level of the sky is used, he will only have a disastrous defeat.”

At this time, Ming Feng, who has not spoken, suddenly opened his eyes: “Lin Xiaofeng, you better not be too optimistic. His strength should be much more than that. Yuan Kong may not be able to defeat him.”

The Tsing Yi discipline called Lin Xiaofeng flicked his fingers and looked at Luo Feng, 1 foot 7 inches:

“Ming Feng, you too look at him too. You should also know that the upper silver sword envoy and the sword intent are already Great Accomplishment. The strength and the lower silver sword envoy are completely different levels. His strength is placed in the silver sword So that, at best, they can reach the median level … “

The other side of the auditorium.

Fire Cloud Sword, a pair of eyebrows raised, his face angry because of his anger, and he looked like a charcoal. He turned back to a beautiful woman with white clothed and cool temperament:

“Emperor Sword Master, you are embarrassingly embarrassing the peak disciples! It’s getting worse and worse! Even a Mortal World Sabrewielder can’t help it.”

The white clothed woman is the Feather Master Peak Master, one of the 100 sword masters. The two silver sword envoys who lost to Luo Feng just now are all her Feather Feather disciples.

Because the disciples under the seat were defeated one after another, the feathered sword master was not in a good mood. Hearing the words of the Lord Fire Cloud Sword, his face immediately cooled down and his voice was coldly said:

“Master Fire Cloud Sword, I don’t need to teach you the disciples of Yuhuafeng. You are so confident, why not see you send the disciples to ask the sword platform? Could it be afraid?”

Fire Cloud Sword’s eyes were round, and he immediately laughed: “My Fire Cloud Summit disciple is not afraid of the sky, not the earth. It is not as timid as your disciplinary feathering peak.”

Master Yuhua took a sip of Lingcha and slowly said: “Everyone can speak big words.”

Fire Cloud Sword’s face was angry, and he turned back to the original empty channel:

“Yuankong, you go! Take a good lesson to Luo Feng, remember, don’t let the feather sword master disappoint!”

Speaking of the back, Fire Cloud Sword Lord glanced at Feathered Sword Master.

Feathered Sword Master’s face was slightly cold, but he didn’t speak anymore.

“Yes!”

Yuan Kong stood up and glanced at Luo Feng with a sneer on his face.

Lin Yin had a fiasco in Luo Feng’s hands. The two feather peak recipes he had just played against Luo Feng had the same strength as Lin Yin. The fiasco was as it should be by rights. He did not feel any surprises about this.

The reason why he hasn’t shot yet is the result of 3 more considerations. He wanted Luo Feng to prestige and prestige, and when he came to power, he would knock the other party down again!

As the saying goes, the higher you stand, the worse you fall. To do so, one is to strike Luo Feng completely and make him fiercely embarrassed in front of everyone.

Second, Yuankong wanted to prove to Mingfeng who looked down on him that his Fire Lotus sword intent!

“Ming Feng, you just take a good look! My Fire Lotus sword intent will one day surpass your Great Sun Sword.”

Yuan Kong glanced at Mingfeng in the distance and secretly clenched his fists.

took a deep breath, Yuan Kong took his gaze back, ready to board the Wenjiantai.

At this time, a silhouette took the lead and appeared on the Asking Sword Platform as a True Origin Realm 8th Layer Peak Martial Artist. The air was torn apart, and the sword revealed in his body was extremely overbearing.

“This person’s sword intent is already Great Accomplishment!”

Luo Feng looked at the person and raised his eyebrows.

After the previous 2 battles, the sword tomb disciples all around watched calm down a lot, and they looked at the two people facing each other on the sword platform solemnly.