Martial Arts Overlord

Taking a deep breath, Huoyun Jian faced Mu Qingxue and sneered:

"Mu Qingxue, even if Luo Feng defeated the original emptiness." ㈧㈠ 中文 Ω "Δ 网 WW" W.8⒈Ｚw.COM This does not mean that he can help the next holy sword pass the test of the sword mound and get a infinite amount of Kendo! "

Hearing that some sword owners nearby nodded.

Huoyun Jianzhu was right. Luo Feng's strength is truly outstanding, but that's all. There are many young disciples who are better than him in the sword tomb and whose potential is above him.

"Huoyun Sword Master, why are you in a hurry. The competition is not over yet." Mu Qingxue smiled slightly.

Huoyun Sword's beard shivered and sneered: "You don't think he can defeat Jin Jianshi."

The silver sword makes the younger generation, no one has the courage to say that the three moves defeated the original. Since Luo Feng has done it, there are no opponents in the silver sword. If the competition continues, only the few opponents on the stage will be left. Young disciple who was promoted to Jin Jianshi.

Mu Qingxue laughed: "Why not? By the way, I remember that the Lord of the Fire Cloud Sword said that the original defeated Luo Feng, and captured it ..."

"Mu Qingxue, you ..."

The master of the fire cloud sword blocked his chest in one breath, nowhere to leak, his face was red as blood, and there was a flare in the air around him, and the space seemed to start to distort.

Seeing the atmosphere getting more and more tense, the Lord of the Nebula sword stood up and rounded the road and said, "If the Lord of the Fire Cloud sword, Luo Feng has the strength to challenge Jin Jianshi, it will be known immediately, so why bother you in a hurry."

call!

Spit out a scorching scorch, the Lord of Fire and Cloud suppressed the anger, sat down heavily, glanced at Mu Qingxue coldly: "Okay! Mu Qingxue, I want to see, how long can you be proud of this!"

"Luo Feng will fight with Jin Jianshi!"

The voice of Huoyun Sword Master spread throughout the valley. At one time, the disciples of Sword Tomb present were shocked.

But they are very clear about how difficult it is to promote the Golden Sword, and their potential and strength are indispensable. The younger generation who were promoted to Jin Jianshi early before the age of 20 was terrible and unimaginable.

That can no longer be called a genius, it is more appropriate to call it evil.

Luo Feng took out a revitalizing elixir, looked around, and swept away from the young generation of disciples present, his eyes were clear.

"Who else?"

The dull voice sounded in the valley, and Luo Feng's hands were inserted obliquely into the ground by Luo Feng, and there was a sense of recklessness in his body, which brought a strong sense of oppression to the young generation of disciples.

The whole valley was suddenly quiet, everyone was stunned by Luo Feng's provocative attitude, and then, a wave of violent sound burst out.

"Too arrogant!"

"Just a little bit of strength, I dare to say crazy words, don't think we have no sword tomb!"

"It's nothing to beat Yuan Kong. If Sister Ming Feng took the shot, he could pinch him with one finger."

"Why need Master Mingfeng to take a shot, and any Jin Jian can go up and defeat him."

The sound was rising and falling, and everyone was enraged by Luo Feng's arrogant words, and even those sword owners could not help frowning.

In the face of the outrageous comments, Luo Feng did not change his face.

He still remembers Mu Qingxue's words. Then, if a group of swordsmen with high eyes and high self-esteem change their attention, then they can only smash the self-esteem and pride of the other with a more arrogant attitude, so as to attract the other's attention And respect.

Yes, that's arrogance!

"Oh, it's bad to be too arrogant."

A cold voice sounded, and then a young man in a Tsing Yi and a golden sword on his waist appeared thirty steps in front of Luo Feng.

"Brother Lin Xiaofeng!"

"Brother Lin asked Jiantai, and there was a good show. Brother Lin was promoted to Jin Jianshi three months ago. His ice and snow sword can freeze even steel, to see how this boy can resist."

"Brother Lin, this boy dares to look down on our sword tomb and teach him well!"

Seeing the youth on the stage, the disciple of Jian Tomb provoked by Luo Feng immediately got excited.

The younger generation of disciples are all savage and young. The previous record of disciples in the Tomb of the Four Tombs made them very unhappy, and Luo Feng's provocative look just angered them completely at this moment. I hope that the youth in Tsing Yi, Can defeat Luo Feng, can make them raise their eyebrows and exhale.

"Sister, Brother Lin!"

Jiang Fengfeng noticed Lin Xiaofeng and her face changed slightly. Lin Xiaofeng was their disciple of the frontier. She knew that the other party was terrible and could not help worrying about Luo Feng.

Su Zhuyun Yundai frowned, and said, "Luo Feng will not lose easily. Besides, it's just a matter of competition. Losing has nothing to do with life."

"but……"

Jiang Fengfeng pursed her lips, she could see that Luo Feng was determined to enter the sword mound. However, if it is lost to Lin Xiaofeng, this matter may not go well, and the owner of Huoyun Sword will not agree.

Lin Xiaofeng was the young man in Tsing Yi who was standing next to Ming Feng.

Just now he threatened in public that Luo Feng would be defeated in the face of the emptiness, but the fact pulled him a big mouth.

Not only did Luo Feng win, but he was extremely clear. He only defeated the original three moves, which made him feel shameless. Hearing Luo Feng's provocative words, he swept onto the sword platform without hesitation.

"Since you don't think there is anyone in our sword tomb, then I will meet you." Lin Xiaofeng's figure was straight, his eyes were cold, and an invisible chill emanated from his body.

Luo Feng looked at Lin Xiaofeng and said lightly, "It is a pity that you are not my opponent."

Arrogant!

Too arrogant!

Hearing Luo Feng's words, the disciples at the nearby sword tomb couldn't help taking a deep breath, looking at Luo Feng's gaze, almost burst into fire.

Lin Xiaofeng became a gold swordsman at the age of nineteen. These talents, even when placed in the entire territory of one hundred countries, are the most outstanding batches, and they will be so despised!

Lin Xiaofeng's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Luo Feng, coldly: "The strength is not uttered by the mouth. I will let you know what is true despair and what you will never reach."

Hum!

When speaking, Lin Xiaofeng's waist was silently sheathed by a golden sword, hovering beside him, glowing with cold light.

Suddenly, the whole Jiantai was asked. The cold air permeated and the creak sounded in the air. This was the sound of water vapor being frozen. Luo Feng felt that the air breathing into his lungs was cold and bones. Drill inside.

brush!

As soon as his hand was stretched out, the sword flew into Lin Xiaofeng's hands automatically. He looked at Luo Feng and said coldly:

"My sword means ice and snow. It freezes the world and kills everything. Judging from your battle just now, you should be practicing fire-based exercises, which is exactly restrained by my ice and snow sword. . You are in front of me with a strength of 10%.

Lin Xiaofeng looked calm, a gesture of winning.

Luo Feng glanced at Lin Xiaofeng and shook his head: "It's a pity that I don't practice fire exercises."

"Huh, you still want to lie to my eyes?"

Lin Xiaofeng sneered, stepping forward half a step, and suddenly, a majestic momentum burst out suddenly, and the astonishing chill pervaded. The cold wind blew on the sword platform, and the snow fell.

Uh ...

When these snowflakes fell, the air immediately cracked, sharp and unparalleled, like a small white sword, extremely terrifying.

"Great chill!"

Luo Feng only felt that Zhenyuan's operation was a little stagnant, and the cold air invaded through the guardian's breath, causing frost to form on his eyebrows and head.

Roar!

expensive!

Not dare to neglect, Luo Feng immediately urged the general trend and demon form. In the roar of the horror beast, the blood inflammation demon rose into the sky, and behind him six huge flame foxtails, the evil bloodthirsty breath and the general trend, Let the surrounding space start to tremble slightly, resist the sword intention together, and isolate the cold from Sanzhang, unable to approach.

"He has retained his strength!"

Seeing this scene, everyone looked stunned, because Luo Feng's breath is now far more than when he played against the original air, obviously retained the strength before.

This left them with the illusion that Luo Feng's strength seemed to have no end, thinking that he would reach the limit immediately and that he would break through this limit immediately.

"Well, no matter how you struggle, in front of me, it's all in vain. The cold white light flashes!"

Lin Xiaofeng's eyes were colder, and he snorted coldly.

brush!

A white light flew out, hidden in the snow and wind, with almost no trace.

"cut!"

Luo Feng slashed out with a slash, just in the middle of the sword, and burst open two by one, his figure flying backwards uncontrollably.

Lin Xiaofeng was waiting for this moment. His pupils shrank, and the sharp intentions soared into the sky. A sword separated the snow and snow, and chopped it out.

"Infinitely killing swords!"

Hum!

The wind and snow spontaneously separated, and then a sharp sword force appeared silently behind Luo Feng.

Luo Feng had already prepared. Zhenyuan perfused into Diyan's sky-breaking sword, turned back and slashed, cutting the sword gas away.

"Stopped the immeasurable instant kill sword!"

Lin Xiaofeng was a bit surprised, but he didn't know that Luo Feng had seen countless instant killing swords, and he was always on his guard.

Passive beating is not Luo Feng's character. While Lin Xiaofeng was absent, the Emperor Yan in his hand burned a high red fire.

Bang!

As Luo Feng was cut off with a knife, the thunder exploded, a blood-red thunder light penetrated through with horror, leaving a dark red residual shadow in the void, shocking.

Faced with the **** thunder from the beheading, Lin Xiaofeng's pupils shrank.

"Fei Feng Guan Yun!"

With a cold drink, Lin Xiaofeng stabbed his sword flatly, and a forest cold sword burst out. As soon as the sword gas left the blade, it suddenly split and changed a pair of flying phoenix wings, which happened to collide with the blood thunder knife light cut by Luo Feng. together.

Bang!

There was a loud noise, and the whole Jiantai was shaken violently. The wind and snow were tumbling. With everyone's horror gaze, the blood thunder knife light and Feifeng's wings were tightly close together, and they collided countless times in an instant. Both surfaces appeared. Countless cracks.

Seeing that both forces are reaching their limits.

At this moment, an amazing scene appeared.

The sword and snow on the platform suddenly gathered towards Feifeng's wings, letting the fragmented Feifeng's wings increase, and the power increased greatly. It penetrated the blood thunder knife and smashed towards Luo Feng.