Martial Arts Overlord

"I don't believe I can't rush out of the Luo Summit!"

Seeing firmness, Luo Feng's figure flickered and continued to fly forward. Eighteen one Chinese text network www.ww. ? 81ｚw. com

"Domineering!"

Without going far, several disciples of Blood Demon Sect appeared, and Luo Feng didn't speak. The figure sprinted, punched fiercely with a sharp punch, and blasted out.

These Mozong disciples were all under the eighth level of the Spirit Circle, facing the fierce punches of the King of Heavenly Fire King, without any resistance, their bodies were torn apart, not even the time to trigger the coagulation thunderbolt. .

Huh!

With a wave of his hand, he wiped out the wealth of these demons and disciples, Luo Feng degree continued, passing over the bodies of several blood demons and disciples, his eyes were sharp.

His idea is simple. Now that there is no way to go, it can only kill a **** road!

For another ten miles, on this way, Luo Feng beheaded and killed more than one hundred demon ancestors.

This killing made him feel that Wu Xuexiu was getting deeper and deeper, and the power of Xia Lei's meteor sword had been improved by a few points.

"The actual combat is really the best practice. If there is no magic master, I wouldn't rush out of here."

Feeling the improvement of strength, Luo Feng flashed a thought in his mind.

According to this degree of progress, it shouldn't take long before he can begin to cultivate the third weight of the "Four Elephant Promise Sword", the "Autumn Wind Soul Sword".

If anyone knew what Luo Feng was thinking at the moment, he would be shocked and speechless. In the midst of the siege and life and death, it is good for people to keep calm, even with a cultivation mind.

Ok?

As he hurriedly rushed, Luo Feng stopped suddenly and looked forward.

A few kilometers away, there was a lot of people's breath, as if someone was at war, the dull sounds were like thunder, and they could be heard here. It seems that the strength of both sides is not simple.

Luo Feng originally planned to leave the road, but then thought about it, if he could meet a master and join forces to break out, the chances would be much greater.

"Go and see ..."

After making a decision, Luo Feng displayed the sky clouds, swept out, and approached in a quiet direction.

...

In the desert, a slaughter is taking place.

Twenty or thirty disciples of the Blood Demon Sect surrounded a beautiful young boy in a blue shirt. The bodies of several Disciples of the Blood Demon Sect were lying on the desert.

"Yue Haitang, you know that our Blood Demon Sect surrounds Luo Feng, how dare you kill people here. Say, you ask Luo Feng everywhere. What's your plan?"

An old man wearing a black gold-rimmed shirt with narrow eyes and cold eyes stood in the air, his body fluctuated with the air flow, and looked coldly at the beautiful young boy in the siege.

Standing next to the old man, there was a one-armed warrior who had previously informed Yue Haitang of Luo Feng's whereabouts.

Yue Haitang held the sword and looked at the one-armed warrior with a cold face, and said coldly, "I should kill you with a sword!"

He was not a bloodthirsty man, and at the time he was concerned about Luo Feng's safety, so he left the one-armed warrior's life, but did not expect to leave a scourge.

In the face of Yue Haitang's sharp eyes, the one-armed warrior looked slightly stiff, and suddenly waved his hand.

"Yue Begonia, now and then, now you are nothing more than a sorrow, there is no place for your arrogance."

The one-armed warrior is full of self-confidence. The people here are all outstanding disciples of the Blood Demon Sect. They are all above the Seventh Level of the Spirit Circle, especially the elders in black. , Xiu in order to reach the late nineth level of the spiritual realm.

In his opinion, to kill Yue Haitang, it is enough to have an old man in black.

"Yue Haitang! How could he be here ..."

A figure appeared in the nearby sand dunes. It was Luo Feng. At the same time, his face was a little surprised. He had not seen him for a few months, and Yue Haitang was already a warrior in the middle of the ninth level of the spirit circle!

After thinking about it, Luo Feng was relieved immediately.

Yue Haitang is very talented, and she is extremely hard-working. She also has the world-renowned treasure of Jianxin Tianyu. At this hunting competition, the other party has an amazing record and is ranked in the personal record. Law, progress naturally will not be slow.

brush!

Yue Haitang's wrist trembled, and under the light of the setting sun, the sword shed a large cold light, watching the one-armed warrior with determination.

"I must kill you this time."

The one-armed warrior's face was iron-blue, but he was very jealous of Yue Haitang's strength. He wanted to do it but did not dare to do it, and said to the old man in black next to him:

"Elder, this person has a close relationship with Luo Feng. This time into the Red Flame Desert, he must be trying to rescue Luo Feng and must be eradicated!"

The old man in black seeing Yue Haitang at a young age is already in the mid-nineth stage of the Spiritual Realm. If he grows up, it must be a great enemy of the West Mozong. He already has a heart in his heart, nodded when he heard it, and was about to start.

At this moment, a cold drink suddenly sounded.

"A glimmer of light!"

Faced with twenty or thirty outstanding masters of spiritual vortex, Yue Haitang knew that he could not fall into passiveness, took the lead in shooting, his whole body vitality was running to the limit, and his foot stepped on the ground gently.

boom!

The brilliant blue light burst from him, and it was gorgeous, and many disciples of Blood Demon could not help narrowing their eyes.

In the field of vision, there is no longer the figure of Yue Haitang, there are only countless blue rays, shuttle in the void, as Qingxia was born, it is beautiful, and a warm wind blows towards the face, people can't help but indulge.

"This is the phantom fan step of the Emerald Hall, all eyes are in front of you, don't be fooled!"

The warrior in black was horrified, and when he reminded aloud, his three-foot sword drew dazzling blood and swept across.

"Break me!"

Huh!

The **** sword energy radiated out, and the fierce momentum suppressed the warm wind.

The green awns in this space disappeared, and Yue Haitang's tall figure appeared, hundreds of meters away from where he was just now. His blue shirt danced with the wind, exquisite looks, and sneered.

next moment.

Huh! Huh! Uh ...

Disciples of the Blood Demon Sect standing in place, blood arrows splattered from their throats, and they fell on their backs. Eight people died instantly!

When some people were dying, they were still confused and didn't know what was born.

"what!"

"What happened?"

Seeing this scene, the other disciple disciples are all faceless.

"You **** it!"

The old man in black opened his eyes with an angry look, and his body was swollen with blood. The sword in his hand was like a red soldering iron and a piece of red blood, so he shot and killed Yue Haitang.

Huh!

Silent and silent, a red whirlwind emerged, rising up against the air, and cutting towards the head of the old man in black.

"not good!"

The old man in black has endured hundreds of battles and countless life and death experiences, which made him have an instinct for danger and felt the imminence of death. He immediately gave up attacking Yue Haitang and returned with a sword.

Huh!

The condensed **** sword spirit was defeated by a single blow, the sword collided, and thousands of Mars burst. Only the sound of the collapse was heard. The sword in the hands of the old man in black was broken into two pieces. A blood demon disciple pierced the chest.

Huh!

The old man in black was boiling with blood, and when the figure broke out, he opened a blood arrow.

All the people present were stunned, most of them didn't know why, and didn't know what was born.

All these are born too fast, and even people's thinking cannot keep up.

brush!

A figure flew into the air, grabbing the whirlwind of flames in his hands.

"Ah! I am dead!"

The old man in black saw Luo Feng waving his sword again, and shouted in horror, desperately instilling his vitality into the broken sword, and wanted to resist.