Martial Arts Overlord

With just one blow, Luo Feng's body was torn in black and split into two halves, and the split body changed into countless three petal-like black flowers in an instant. Bayi Chinese W = W ≠ W =. ≤8 = 1≤Ｚ≥W =. ≤COM

"Mengyingfeihua! Phantom Gate!"

Seeing the flying black flowers, Gui Wu's pupils shrank, and the corners of his eyes suddenly saw Luo Feng on his left five-step position, and his face was murderous.

"Look where you hide this time!"

The right hand hangs down, and the weird black wind is entangled in the ghost's five arms, forming a cyclone with a fiercely rotating punch, which cuts the air apart, forming a vacuum zone, and a claw out.

Hum!

The black light flashed, and the black cyclone pierced the air hole with clear ripples, leaving a dark trajectory in the void, instantly piercing Luo Feng's figure.

next moment.

Luo Feng's pierced figure once again changed into countless three petal black flowers, flying across the sky.

In the eyes of the five ghosts, black flowers are everywhere, and Luo Feng's figure flickers around, unable to distinguish between true and false.

"Fantasy!"

The ghost looked startled and alert.

At this moment, Luo Feng was really ten steps to the right of Ghost Five, and he had never moved one step since he ascended the ladder.

"this is……"

Looking to the side, Luo Feng raised his eyebrows suddenly. In his field of vision, a figure of the black nether monk who was completely shrouded in a black cloak stood in the open space, his body was full of enthusiasm, and his eyes were full of murderous intentions. The thrilling move caused the surrounding air to boil violently, and the void was pierced. It seemed that there was something outrageous in front of him.

"Last Power of Yuan Haijing!"

Feeling the breath of breath in the man in black, Luo Feng raised his eyebrows, faintly realized what was in his heart, and looked at the Seven Killer Demon and Hexadao on the other side.

I don't know when the Seven Killing Demon Lord and the Hexadao people haven't played against each other anymore. Both of them looked at this side, their eyes were full of killing, and they were still angry.

"Don't ..."

Luo Feng's eyes narrowed, his heart vaguely grasped something.

At this time.

"Black Underworld!"

In the open space, the disciples of Hei Mingzong made a loud whistle, and a black air flow burst from his body, which circled around, and then he punched into the ground with a punch.

Uh ...

With one punch, there was no loud noise as expected. With black disciple disciples as the center, countless black air streams swept out, circling frantically, forming a huge black vortex.

The black air stream was cutting wantonly, and the surrounding space seemed to be torn apart. There was a crackling sound in the void, as if something was being smashed.

The disciples of Hei Mingzong attacked the magical array with a single blow, raised his head, and looked at Luo Feng with a pair of eyes. The gloomy killing in his eyes was like the essence: "I found you!"

Huh!

The wind broke, and the disciples of Hei Mingzong kicked himself on the ground, and his body shot at Luo Feng.

"It really came at me!"

Luo Feng frowned, just about to use Tianyun Bu to avoid.

brush!

Suddenly, the breeze swept, a dark shadow completely covered him, and the whole world fell into darkness.

Luo Feng was startled and was about to break free. A cold voice came from his ear: "Don't move."

"Phantom Butterfly!"

Luo Feng's thoughts flashed, and the thought of breaking free was dispelled, but he felt that his body was wrapped around, and he swept to the right. When his feet fell on the ground again, there was a subtle fragrance floating in the air.

In the field of vision, the darkness receded like a tide, and Luo Feng saw the graceful beauty of the fantasy butterfly, as well as those bright and cold eyes, wearing a black veil on his pretty face as before, looking gorgeous and mysterious.

The black cloak that wrapped Luo Feng just now is the butterfly cloak. At the moment, their bodies are close at hand. Luo Feng can even clearly feel the soft and tender body behind the cloak, and the butterfly breaths slowly and slowly.

However, at this moment he didn't taste the mood of this fan.

Turning around, Luo Feng looked at the Heimingzong disciple.

And the disciple of Hei Mingzong also looked up and looked at him here, his eyes full of anger, and his intense killing and anger made his eyes slightly red.

"It turns out that your girl is bad for me! Give me death!"

Hum!

As soon as the voice fell, his body shook slightly, a terrible breath soared into the sky, a madly swirling black air stream condensed on his right hand, and a volley pressed down to Luo Feng and Phantom Butterfly.

"Dark Underworld!"

Uh ...

The black air flow turned into black dynamism, intertwined into a black storm, and shot out with a gloomy and cold breath, like a pitch-black python with a wide mouth and a big mouth.

There was a hint of dignity in the bright eyes of the fantasy butterfly. A black cloak rolled around him, covering Luo Feng, and the figure pulled out a straight black line in the void and swept back.

Luo Feng knew that he had no chance of success in the face of Yuan Hai's great power in the later period, and he was allowed to cast his magic butterfly.

The Black Storm was following.

Huh!

Suddenly, there was a pure and terrible frontal explosion in the void, and a sword-like spirit that appeared like a fantasy appeared out of thin air, tearing the black storm at once, and continuing to kill the disciples of the black demon behind.

The disciple of Mozong who was still arrogant just now, his face turned wild. In his perception, the sword qi that was shot on the face was not an imaginary sword qi, but a vanityless sword that could slaughter everything and kill everything. His sharp breath made him feel creepy.

Huh!

Opening a mouthful of blood, the disciple of the Black Demon Sect faced the sword qi that had been slaughtered, leaving only one thought in his heart: it's over!

"Humph!"

Suddenly, a cold hum exploded, and there was a flash of blood. The Seven Killing Demon appeared next to the disciples of Hei Mingzong. A thick blood gathered on his right hand, and he let go to Jianqi to capture it.

Huh!

The sword gas hit the right hand of the Seven Killing Demon, and the space around him suddenly shook, and the figure of the Seven Killing Devil was forced to retreat one after another.

Seeing this scene, all the masters in front of the mountain gate changed their faces.

Failing to smash the sword gas with a single blow, the Seven Killing Devil's face was slightly heavy, a pair of pupils almost became blood-colored glass, the blood on his right hand was flourishing, and his five fingers were closed.

boom!

The sword exploded, and the terrible impact swept out. The figure of the Seven Killing Demon hurricane soared more than ten meters, and his feet slammed the ground out of the two deep pits. Then he stopped and put his right hand in the sleeve. Living shudder, but his face was very calm, looked up to Mu Qingxue, said lightly:

"The name of the sword tomb of the sword tomb is really well-deserved! But you shot and killed a disciple of Yuanzong Demon Sect, aren't you afraid of being stained for the sword tomb of this sword? It's just bullying the little ones. "

"What happened?"

"How did they fight?"

"A disciple of the Black Demon Sect just wanted to kill Luo Feng. It seems that it is the Demon Sect who does not want to see our territory of one hundred countries.

"It's no wonder that the swordsman was able to easily climb the third-tier ascend the ladder. The soul strength is a little stronger than the queen. It is a rare genius who has never seen it for a thousand years, and it will inevitably attract envy."

"I don't know how it will end."

This series of changes are all born between electric light and flint, the warriors in the plain, looking at the people on the ladder, their expressions are a little shocked, and nervous. Ascending the ladder, most of them are top masters of major forces. Once these people explode, the consequences will be unthinkable.

"Master, he'll be fine ..." Xia He looked at Luo Feng on the ladder with anxiety.

"Don't worry. Master is a man of good fortune. The good luck of the heavens is good." Xuelian shook her head slightly, and a pair of Daimei also moved slightly towards the center.

Ascend the ladder.

"Hahahahaha ..."

A burst of laughter sounded, buzzing the entire platform, the head of the tiger tribe tribal cracked, watching the Seven Killing Devil laugh and said:

"The Seven Killing Demon King, your dignified Blood Demon Demon King, even use the eagle worm technique to plot a junior! You still have the face to bully the small!"

Fire crack is not a fool, how can you not see what happened just now?

The Seven Killing Devil's face was red and white, and he snorted coldly, and then he would take the disciple of Hei Mingzong to Hexadao.

"Who agrees he can go."

At this time, a cold voice sounded, Mu Qingxue stood up, looked at the disciples of the Hei Mingzong behind the Seven Killers, and said blankly: "I said before, if anyone is in the 100-year-old grand meeting before Killing people before me, I will be his opponent. "