Martial Arts Overlord

"Don't need to find the remaining sword?" Luo Feng asked a little strangely. Eight> One Chinese> W

Jiang Fengfeng nodded, "You can comprehend the situation, and it ’s not bad to want to come to it. As the saying goes, books are read a hundred times, and the meaning is self-emerging, so are the people we cultivate. Instead of struggling to find the remnants of the sword method , You might as well put your mind on the three types of swords in the front. When you reach a certain level, you can definitely see the last one or two. "

Luo Feng thought for a while and said, "Do you want me to create my last sword?"

"Yes, neither."

Jiang Fengfeng grabbed it with her hands, spread her palms out, and as Zhenyuan moved, a pure storm formed in the palm of the palm, and snowflakes appeared on the palm.

"The self-made swordsmanship is from scratch, and you have learned the first three types of swordmanship. The ancestors have paved the way for you. You just need to continue along this path step by step. The world is all-encompassing, the so-called military Learning is to show various artistic concepts in nature in the form of tricks. Seniors create martial arts by observing the evolution of nature. With your understanding, as long as you understand it with your heart, you can definitely explore it. The last cut. "

Luo Feng thoughtfully.

To be honest, he has been troubled by the last form of the Sixiang Promise Sword, the remnant and the complete sword, no matter what the artistic conception or the power, it is inconclusive, but the last remnant of the sword is not something you can find. Yes, Jiang Fengfeng's remarks made him feel awe-inspiring and opened another door.

Taking a look at Jiang Fengfeng, Luo Feng laughed: "It's so rare, you'll even praise me."

Jiang Fengfeng flew out the snowflake bomb on his palm and snorted softly, "Don't be too happy, you may not realize it."

Luo Feng smiled, "Thank you very much."

Jiang Fengfeng's explanation of martial arts is concise and extremely rare. It must come from the sword tomb. Whether or not you can understand the last style of the four-signal infinity knife, it has benefited a lot.

Hai Lao next to him never spoke, trying to remember every sentence of Jiang Fengfeng and Luo Feng in his mind.

This kind of genius is not something you can casually encounter. Every word and every sentence is extremely precious. Although it sounds a little bit vague now, if you think about it in the future, there will be unexpected gains.

"Someone came over."

Luo Feng raised his head and looked forward.

There was a small black spot on the sky. Soon, the small black spot turned into a figure, cut a faint thin cloud, and swept towards it very quickly.

"So fast." Hai Lao was somewhat surprised.

Jiang Fengfeng said: "Should be a real warrior."

On the way, the three occasionally encountered other martial artists on the road, so it was not surprising.

The figure quickly zoomed in, and a heroic figure appeared in the three people's field of vision. To the surprise of Luo Feng, the comer looked very young and should not be over eighteen years old.

Real Yuan Jing Wu warrior under 18!

Luo Feng was curious and looked at the other side more.

The comer was a teenager. He was dressed in a black jacket and had eight short guns on his back. His face was cold, short and upright. His pair of horizontal eyebrows was extremely imposing. His sharp eyes were like the sharp-pointed gunpoint, giving a kind of The sense of oppression in the soul contains incredible power.

What made Luo Feng even more surprised was that the opponent was actually the double peak of Zhenyuan Realm, only slightly lower than him.

"Well, he's here." Hai Lao said.

Luo Feng's party and the young gunman were several miles away, but at this moment, the other party was coming towards this side.

"Be careful," Luo Feng reminded.

"Three, please stay."

Huh!

The air broke, and the young gunman stopped in front of the three Luo Feng, his body fluctuating with the air.

Looking at the three of Luo Feng, the young gunman raised his eyebrows with a flash of surprise, and arched a hand and laughed: "The three don't have to be nervous, I'm not malicious. Besides, I may not be the three opponents."

It may not be an opponent, it may be an opponent. Upon hearing this, Jiang Fengfeng said to Luo Feng: "He is stronger than you."

Luo Feng calmly said, "Is there anything wrong?"

The young gunman said: "I would like to ask, how do Panlongcheng get there?"

Luo Feng frowned slightly. "Panlong City, what are you going to do in that remote town?"

"Oh, I asked a friend to meet there. The first time I came to Liuyun, I accidentally lost my way." The young gunman smiled broadly.

Luo Feng glanced at the young gunman and pointed to the southwest: "Go this way and you can go to Panlong City in a day."

He didn't feel the dangerous breath from the young gunman, not to mention, now there are several masters of Li Yuan in Panlong City, even if the other party has any intentions, they can't find any waves.

"Are you here ..."

The young gunman nodded, thanking Luo Feng, "Thank you very much. I'll leave first if there is something urgent, and next time I meet, I invite you to drink wine."

Huh!

After that, the young gunman flew away.

"Luo Feng, will he be from Prince's House?" Seeing the young gunman back, Hai Lao said to Luo Feng.

Luo Feng shook his head, "Should not be. He is about the same age as me. He is the double peak of True Realm. He is by no means an ordinary master of rivers and lakes. Although he is a distinguished Prince, he may not be in his eyes. Moreover, No intention of killing. "

Hai Hai nodded, and the three were ready to leave.

"A true warrior quadruple warrior, a true warrior triple warrior, and they are all about the same age as me. I can't think of such a place, but also meet such masters. Is it a holy place?"

In the distance, the young gunman was also thinking about Luo Feng and Jiang Fengfeng. Suddenly, he stopped, looked back at Luo Feng, grabbed a short, and wondered: "I always feel that he has a good face. Where did he meet ... ... "

During the groaning, the young gunman took out a piece of silk shroud with a simple portrait on it.

"Is it him?"

Looking at the portrait, the young gunman frowned and suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "Luo Feng!"

Hearing the shout, Luo Feng stopped and saw a figure rushing back.

"Ha ha ha ha ... it really is you. Pick me up!"

The young gunman's figure broke through the sound barrier and rushed to Luo Feng.

brush!

With one stroke, he flew three short rifles behind him to form a long gun that was one person tall. One shot stabbed in the volley, the air continued to burst, and an astonishing Changhong was born. It was overwhelming and penetrated Luo Feng.

Luo Feng did not expect that the other party was directed at himself, his brows frowned, and he hit the top of his gun with a punch.

boom!

With a loud blast, the gun strength collapsed, the ice disappeared, and the young gunman retreated.

"interesting!"

The young gunman spit out a sulky breath, looking at Luo Feng, his eyes stunned with an astonishment, holding a spear, his upper body clothes burst, revealing horrible muscles, piece by piece like mountain rocks, a trace of blood-red breath lingering on it, like a flame Jumping like that.

"Flying Stars Miles!"