Martial Arts Overlord

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Luo Feng nodded to Ming Feng.

If it weren't for a battle with Ming Feng today, his demon form would like to break through the Seventh Level of the True Yuan Realm, it would take some time.

Ming Feng took a deep look at Luo Feng, the figure swept away, and left Jiantai.

Just a moment ago, due to the influence of Luo Feng, she also realized something. It seemed that the Japanese swordsmanship had broken through, and she wanted to go back to realize it as soon as this feeling did not disappear.

brush!

Just before Mingfeng left, Yue Haitang stepped on to ask the sword platform.

"Luo Feng, how are you? Is it a big deal?" Yue Haitang approached and asked.

"It's just a bit weak, and it's fine."

Luo Feng's voice was a little weak, and his injuries were not serious. What was serious was the backwash of the demon-shaped surgery just now. His spirit was very exhausted, but his mood was very uplifting.

Looking up at Sheng Jianfeng in the distance, he smiled at Yue Haitang: "I said I won't let you down. No accident, we can enter the sword mound soon."

"I didn't make you stubborn."

Yue Haitang's face turned slightly red, noting that there was still blood on the corners of her lips, biting her lower lip, pinching her sleeves, and gently wiping them off.

Luo Feng was a little embarrassed, but he did not avoid seeing Yue Haitang's concerned eyes.

Offstage, a female disciple with a round face suddenly said to her companions, "Well, strange."

"what happened?"

The girl with a round face looked at Yue Haitang and frowned. "I just saw a beautiful woman from Yue Haitang just now."

The female disciple sneered: "You like Yue Haitang, don't have to make such a mess."

"I ... I'm not."

Female disciples with round faces have red ears and red faces.

"Okay, okay. What's so embarrassing about this, Yue Haitang's long and handsome man is also a holy sword making blood relatives, but also realized the immeasurable sword meaning, no accident, he is the next holy sword envoy, in all aspects It's perfect, but now we are the dream lover of the female disciple of the sword tomb, and you like him. "

The female companion chuckled, her eyes fell on Luo Feng, her eyes were slightly bright, and she did not evade: "However, I admire Luo Feng more. He just faced Sister Ming Feng. He could not change his face. He has a peerless sword. Guest style. "

"But he is a secular warrior," said the round-faced female disciple.

"So what."

The female companion laughed: "If he can help us to inherit the swordless tomb again, it will be the benefactor of our sword tomb, which is different from ordinary secular warriors. Besides, I just admire him, but I don't like him. You are thinking wildly what?"

"..."

Jiang Fengfeng and Su Zhuyun also came to the Jianjian.

Jiang Fengfeng surrounded Luo Feng with a pair of eyes on him, looking around carefully.

"You will faint me if you turn again." Luo Feng helplessly.

"I need to take a good look."

Jiang Fengfeng snorted softly, some dissatisfied, and some admired, "Why are we about the same age, but the gap is so big, you were obviously not my opponent half a year ago. Tell me quickly, what did you eat in this half year? Things, progress so fast? "

"Fengfeng, Luo Feng must be tired now, don't make a fool of yourself." Su Zhuyun said that Luo Feng's face was not very good, said.

Jiang Fengfeng slipped his red lips: "Okay, let me leave you today. But next time, you must tell me how to improve God like you."

Luo Feng touched his nose, and said: Even if I tell you, you can't do it.

Several people swooped down to ask Jiantai, ready to return to Holy Sword Peak.

Disciples of nearby sword tombs were sober from the loss of their spirits, and they went to Luo Feng for the gentleman's sword rituals and automatically cleared the way. The look was no longer high, and in addition to shock and indifference in the eyes, there was more respect.

Luo Feng finally fought with Ming Feng. Although he could not separate the victory and defeat, in the eyes of everyone, the winner was Luo Feng.

With 80% of the disadvantages, it can be compared with Ming Feng's fight, which is too amazing.

Everyone had never expected that this time, if they asked Jiantai to compete, it would end like this, even without thinking about it.

The disciples of sword tombs are all peerless, and they all understand the meaning of the sword. They are placed in the world, they are all first-class swordsmen. In the face of Luo Feng, it is not easy to win ...

Disciples of the Sword Tomb present to this day, many people have not returned to God, as if in a dream.

Feeling the change in the attitude of everyone, Luo Feng sighed in his heart: Strength is the respect, and it really is the truth of the world. It works everywhere.

It is not difficult to imagine, if he was defeated today, I am afraid these attitudes of the sword tomb disciples who have a high self-esteem, what will be the attitude, certainly will not look at him.

"I do n’t know what the little gift that the sword emperor said stayed in me. He also mentioned the tiger king just now, I do n’t know what it means ... The demon shape broke through the seventh, and it seems a little different from before. Feng must take a good look ... "

All kinds of thoughts flashed in his mind, Luo Feng was about to use Tianyun to step back to Sheng Jianfeng, his eyes suddenly turned black, one end fell to the ground, and flung into a soft arms.

"Luo Feng! Luo Feng! ..."

There was a slightly anxious voice from Yue Haitang in his ears. Luo Feng wanted to respond, but felt that his eyelids, and even his thoughts were as heavy as lead, without the slightest strength, and finally fell asleep drowsyly.

I fought a few moments ago, and confronted several disciples of the Sword and Tomb with great momentum, which caused him a lot of mental energy, especially when he was finally bitten by the demon form and demon qi. He almost lost his mind. He has reached the limit long ago and can support it until now. Emotional support, now calmed down, he can no longer support it, and fell into a deep sleep.

Holy Sword Peak, Lingyun Hall.

On the one hundred swords, each sword owner had his own side, and no one spoke.

Above the void, an old man stood quietly, his beard was white, his head was white and simple, and he was dressed in ordinary coarse clothes. His temperament was plain, if not for the sabre on his waist, and occasionally appeared in his eyes. The spirit of the man is almost the same as the ordinary ordinary old man.

Anyone who sees the old man at first glance will never think that he is the master of the sword tomb, known as the Supreme Sword Emperor of Kendo.

Mu Qingxue looked at the Emperor of the Sword, and asked, "Tomb Lord, you retreat in the Heavenly Realm, why did you suddenly come back?"

The sword emperor laughed and said, "I want to see what the disciples that the old king kid received, and then come back with a soul incarnation. It seems that this is a worthwhile trip."

"Does the tomb master already know about the contest?" Mu Qingxue said.

"Well, I ’ve been back since the beginning of the match. Luo Feng turned up against Ming Feng's Japanese sword in an 80% trend, and it still hasn't fallen. It's no wonder that the old king of Tiger will break his promise and accept him. As a disciple. If he is not a sword repairer, I have the love of talent, but unfortunately, it ’s a pity ... "

hiss!

When the sword king said this, everyone in the hundred swords took a deep breath. The Sword Emperor intentionally accepted Luo Feng as a disciple!

Although this is just talking, this is already an earth-shattering event.

The height of the sword emperor's realm is unknown to everyone, but looking at Zhenwu 6 as a whole, it should be a rare existence.

Otherwise, the master of the title of the king will never dare to use the word 'huang' as the title! It can be valued by him, and just by this sentence, the weight cannot be ignored.

The Emperor of the Sword said a moment, waiting for a moment, and said to everyone: "The period of three days has passed, and the competition for the martial arts has ended. It is up to you to decide whether to let Luo Feng enter the sword mound."

Mu Qingxue said first: "I agree with Luo Feng's entry into the sword mound."

"I agree," the Master of Nebula followed.

"I agree." The third voice sounded, but it surprised everyone a little, because the speaker was always the old-fashioned Jingyun Jianzhu.

As if seeing everyone's mind, Jingyun sword said: "I adhere to the door rules to ensure the purity and prosperity of our sword tomb. Now that Luo Feng can help the next holy sword to achieve a one-dimensional infinite sworddo, thrive our sword tomb, and make an exception No matter what. As for the punishment, I will bear it all alone. After this, I will retreat at Jingyunfeng for ten years. "

Everyone laughed bitterly, but did not talk to persuade, Jing Yun Jian is just like this, everything must be understood, persuasion is also persuaded.

"I agree."

"agree."

"I agree."

...

With the voice of Jing Yun Jian's voice falling down, others also expressed their opinions. In the end, only Huo Yunjian's own voice remained.

"Huoyun Sword Master, what's your opinion?" Sword King asked.

Huoyun Jian's beard shook, his face changed several times, and he took a deep breath and said, "I agree with Luo Feng's entry into the sword mound."

This matter has come to an end, and his opposition is useless. Besides, watching Luo Feng and Lin Xiaofeng and Ming Feng's battle, Huo Yunjian's heart has some vague expectations for Luo Feng's entry into the sword mound, but he did not notice it. .

With the promise of Huoyun Sword Master, all 100 sword masters agreed with Luo Feng to enter the sword mound along with Begonia.

With a smile on his face, the Emperor Sword raised his hand and said, "In that case, after ten days, open the sword mound, everyone, please prepare well. Okay, let's all disperse each other. Holy swordsman, leave it for now, I have something to say to you . "

After a while, everyone else left, leaving only the Emperor Jian and Mu Qingxue.

"Tomb owner, what's the matter?" Mu Qingxue asked.

Sword Emperor Road: "I received the message from the nine holy sites about the appearance of a vision at the Yamen site. You should know."

Mu Qingxue nodded: "Every major force is paying attention to this matter. In addition to the nine holy places, there are also masters of several major magic gates. In addition, the South Forest Wasteland, the North Sea Waters and the Dongling Demon Park, There seems to be a move. This century is unprecedented. "

The sword emperor groaned: "The Demon Eyes have also been active recently. I am worried that there will be a big dogfight at that time. If one is not good, it will be a disaster that sweeps the Five Realms. I ca n’t get away now, and it ’s not easy to get involved It will take time for the next holy sword to grow up. It's up to you to take care of it. It's up to you to decide whether it's war, peace, who you should help, or who you shouldn't. "

"Yes."

Mu Qingxue nodded and agreed.

"There is still a period of one hundred years, you can wait until the end of the test of Jianzuka. Well, you go down."

Watching Mu Qingxue leave, the sword emperor stood in his hands, looking to the sea of ​​clouds around the holy sword peak, and said to himself:

"Visions are frequent, I don't know if it is a disaster or a blessing. I hope that this time we will get a one-dimensional infinite kendo, and the sword tomb foundation industry can survive in troubled times ..."

With a sigh of emotion, the sword emperor thought of Luo Feng, his eyes moved slightly: "The general trend is the essence of the warrior's spirit and spirit. The young man's general trend can show the appearance of the dragon. This is no accident. I don't know what it means ... There is a breath of nine-tailed fox demon, and the conflict between the demon clan is still a big disaster. However, if I try to help him, it hurts him. The path of the warrior, the boat against the water, the better, the more suffering, Only the person who can overcome the thorns can achieve something, let him handle it himself ... "

The wind blows the clouds, the sea of ​​clouds is ever-changing, as the world is impermanent.