World of Warcraft Sword Saint

Xi's laughter made Lan Ying's closed eyes abruptly opened, looking at the white shirt that kept coming out, he couldn't help but appear on his face, and said in surprise: "Instructor?"

Flicking the palm of his hand, Liu Feng gave a surprised look at the wolf head floating in the void. The power gathered just now was a serious blow from a holy rank junior strong, turning his head slightly and facing The surprised young man smiled and said, "Lan Ying, long time no see."

"Instructor, it's really you." Lan Ying smiled and scratched his head. The ruthless aura of opposing the enemy just disappeared completely, replaced by the unique activity of young people...

"Hey, brother, who is this guy?" Behind him, Lan Zheng pulled La Lanying's clothes and asked in a low voice.

"Give me quiet. With your ability, the instructor can shoot you to death with one finger." Lan Ying glared at Lan Zheng, and Lan Ying said viciously.

"Cut, I am the most talented swordsman in the academy, and the youngest star..." Lan Zheng curled his lips, a bit dissatisfied, but when he thought of the white shirt young man in front of him, just now With the wave of his hand, the terrifying power that dissolved the tyrannical power that made his brothers helpless, the arrogant words involuntarily began to become weaker and weaker...

"Well, you two get out of the way first, and wait for me to clean up this weird thing before we talk." Liu Feng clapped his hands and chuckled lightly.

"So, then trouble the instructor." Lan Ying smiled and nodded, but he bowed his hand to Liu Feng respectfully, and grabbed the curious Lan Zheng. Stepping into the air and falling to the top of the city wall...

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"Lan Ying, Lan Zheng, are you two okay?" When the two of you came back safely, Lan Te let out a sigh of relief. These two little guys are the most outstanding young people of the Lan family's generation. Some accident happened, I'm afraid the elders in the family will definitely cut themselves off with anger...

"It's okay, thanks to Uncle Lante for caring." Lan Ying shook his head. Faintly.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Lan Jiao nodded, turned his head, looked at the white shirt standing on the void, and asked suspiciously: "Lan wins, the one who shot, do you know?"

"En... he was our trainer when we participated in the orc battle." Lan Ying nodded in response.

Lante narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked indifferently, "Oh... how about his strength?"

Lan Ying glanced at his family elders slightly. Faintly said: "When we were training, the instructor was a star-level."

"Star-level?" Lante raised his brows and smiled: "I'm afraid that the wolf-head attack just now is not something a star-level can understate, right?"

"I'm talking about training us..." Lan Ying repeated the words just now, looking up at the white back of the sky, and whispering: "I think the current instructor must have stepped into the holy step. The realm of it!"

"Holy Step?!" Lanter pointed to his ears. In an instant, the shocking word was caught in his ears, his body was slightly shaken, and a pair of casserole-sized fists quietly clenched. He locked the white shirt with fiery eyes, and said inwardly: "Holy Step... such a powerful person who is against the sky must not be let go in vain. Even if he can't be drawn together, he must have a good impression of my Lan family. ..."

When Lan Ying said the strength of Liu Feng's holy rank. St. Peter, who was not far from Lant's side, also trembled imperceptibly...

Because Lan Ying two returned to the city, all eyes. Once again transferred to the white shirt facing the giant wolf head, the shaking sound resounded fiercely through the city wall.

Just now Liu Feng shot the turbulent beam of light to disperse, letting the sergeants and mercenaries on the wall understand that this seemingly thin body hides a terrifyingly powerful strength...

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The blood-colored light spots in the sky surging again, madly shooting towards the wolf's head...

The wolf howl sternly resounded through the prairie again.

Looking at the crowd of wolves that couldn't help howling, Liu Feng frowned slightly. In the wolf's roar, there was great unwillingness and anger, and there was even a little bit of helplessness?

It's hard to believe that there is such a rich emotion in the roar of the wolf, but Liu Feng definitely feels the unwillingness of the countless blood wolves...

"These... blood wolves, don't seem to be willing to donate those **** light spots?" Liu Feng narrowed his eyes and said softly.

Looking at the wolf's head that looked even more hideous because of the influx of more and more **** light spots, Liu Feng flicked between his fingers, Senhan's swordsman brought a faint trace in the void, and shot directly at the wolf's forehead. Where...

Jian Gang passed straight above the wolf's head, but did not bring a trace of blood flying...

"Virtual

The brow raised slightly, Liu Feng's face changed slightly, and a few sword gangs shot out again. When the wolf's head was reached, his eyes condensed, and his tyrannical mind was firmly locked at the point where the sword gang pierced...

Jian Gang shot through again, but Liu Feng took a sigh of relief this time, raised his eyelids, and sent a mocking smile to the ferocious wolf head.

After divine mind observation, Liu Feng found that just before Jiangang shot into the wolf's head, the solid wolf's head suddenly swayed slightly...

Although the shock was extremely small, even so small that it was imperceptible to the naked eye, Liu Feng's penetrating divine mind completely scanned the situation...

In the void, due to the crazily influx of blood spots, behind the huge wolf head, the illusory waist, abdomen, and four legs, accompanied by the intrusion of blood spots, quickly became solid...

In just a moment, a hideous scarlet wolf appeared in countless horrified sights...

With a roar to the sky, the violent sound waves set off a turbulent wind, rolling the lazy white clouds above the sky into pieces...

Liu Feng's palm turned slightly, and the quaint "locking dragon" scabbard flashed out, and the coldness of the forest stretched out, bringing space turbulence.

"One sword..."

Liu Feng lightly glanced at the spectacular blood-colored giant wolf, and said lightly.

Gently squeezed the palm of his hand against the giant wolf, and shouted coldly: "The space is frozen!"

Ripples of space swept out, and instantly sealed the blood-colored giant wolf in the void, and because of the oppression of space, the originally illusory body of the blood-colored giant wolf suddenly became extremely solid...

Footsteps in the void lightly, a white shirt flashed over the blood wolf's head, his gaze swept across his body indifferently, "Suolong" with a cold silver sword, dangling towards the blood that couldn't move. The wolf's head slashed down...

Looking at the weird weapon with the smell of death, the scarlet wolf's white eyes without the slightest emotion flashed a glimpse of panic, the huge body struggling violently, but the space created by the holy rank sky solidified, It's not that it's a beast who can't even break away from the elementary holy rank easily...

I want to activate the life-saving stunt of energy gathering and dispersion again, but the energy that just dissipated was directly pressed back by the solidified space...

"Shit..."

A crisp slashing sound rang above the void, and with it, there was a stern, bright wolf howl...

The two halves of the huge blood wolf body fell from the void. Before landing, it turned into a **** light spot and landed slowly, returning to the body of the countless languid blood wolves...

"Woo... woo... woo..."

As soon as the **** light spot entered the body, the blood wolf immediately regained its spirit, although it was not as good as before, but at least it can't even take the strength to walk...

After roaring at the white shirt above the void, the blood wolves began to retreat quickly...

Looking at the yellow dust all the way up into the sky, Liu Feng patted his hands and curled his lips.

"The opponent is too weak and boring..."

Dangling in the middle of the void, Liu Feng returned to the silent city wall in countless shocking sights...

Long after Liu Feng returned to the city, the violent cheers rang out loudly...

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Some people are not used to the hot sight around~www.readwn.com~ Liu Feng rolled his eyes depressed, shrugged at Kens, then turned and walked under the city wall...

"This gentleman, please stay." A respectful shout sounded, and accompanied by a rush of footsteps, he quickly came to Liu Feng.

"What? Something?" Nodded at Lan Ying, Liu Feng squinted at the middle-aged man in armor.

"Oh, hehe, gentleman, thank you very much for saving hundreds of thousands of sergeants and hundreds of thousands of citizens in Tiege City. As the Marshal of Tiege City, I would like to express my most sincere thanks to you." Lante looked at the young man in front of him and said sincerely.

"That's...it's so harsh." Liu Feng muttered in his heart, but smiled and shook his head, and said with a smile: "The marshal is polite, I'm just to help my friend complete the task..."

Not wanting to stay on the fiery city wall any longer, Liu Feng smiled and waved to Lan Te, and wanted to leave.

However, an eager and fiery exclamation stopped Liu Feng's footsteps...

"Saint? It really is you, I finally found you..."