Martial Arts Overlord

The sound from Liusha Town has aroused the vitality of the heavens and the earth, making people feel as if someone is whispering in their ears, and it is like shouting in the sky, there is an elusive illusion. August 1st Chinese Literature Network? W? W? W ?. ㈧8? 1㈠Ｚ? W㈧. Com

Hearing the voice, the ghost sword demon frowned slightly, and stopped, instead of continuing to hunt down the old man, but looking in the direction of Liusha Town, coldly:

"Who is this? It's worthy to be called a holy gatekeeper?"

"Oh, hide your head ... for these four words today, you must stay here."

A small laugh sounded. Suddenly, Liusha Town snatched a golden streamer. The golden streamer tore the sky out of a huge crack and appeared over Liusha Town. Inside, a young man of extraordinary grace walked out.

The young man is over twenty years old, with a long body and a sword hanging from his waist. He wears a simple blue coat on the body, but looks dignified, especially with a pair of eyes, sparkling, and eyes everywhere. It makes people feel as if they are Two cold-swords.

"This person is not easy!"

Luo Feng flashed his eyes when he saw the young man.

Although he could not see the true cultivation of the other side, the oppression felt by the soul force from the other side was far beyond the ghost sword demons, even the ghosts who had been killed by him and had the seventh peak of Yuanhai Realm. The bone demon general, no accident, should be a strong deity.

"Hahaha ... you want to stay here. Good breath!"

The ghost sword demon saw that the person was just a young man in his twenties, calmed down, and the sword in his hand was full of blood, looking at the youth calmly:

"Don't think that if you resist me, you will have the strength to fight with me. To tell you the truth, I only used about 50% of my strength just now."

The young man looked dull and smiled: "Then you think, I used a few percent of my strength just now."

"Huh, it ’s useless! Since the ghost sword devil will dare to come here, I wo n’t be afraid of your holy land disciples! I wanted to kill these two people and leave. Since you have to be busy, I ’ll cut you off first Skull, then kill them. "

The ghost sword devil sneered, and buzzed, a huge flame of flame ignited on the sword in his hand, almost half of the sky was stained with blood.

"This time I let you see and see, the real Moon Eater Sanyin Sword!"

A roar of ghost sword demons cut out a sword.

Buzz ...

With a sword chopping, the heavens and the earth violently trembled, and the three blood moon sword qi slayed to the youth's body to an incredible degree.

The three blood-moon swords are over 100 meters wide and several feet wide. The momentum has multiplied several times compared to the previous moment. All the thousand-meter space where the youth are located has been blocked. The evil and cold atmosphere that seems to be slashed, sword There was a whisper of ghosts and whispers in the air in the air.

These sounds fell into my ears, and people could not help but give birth to the illusion that the blood of the corpse was in front of them. Many of them were lower-level warriors. Looking at Jianguang, their bodies were shaking involuntarily.

"This is the Bloody Moon Sanyin Sword of the Blood Demon Sect. I heard that this sword method is based on the three corpses of the warrior. It is cultivated to the extreme. One sword is cut out, and the sword Qi has the breath of the blood sea abyss, shaking the mind ... The swordsmanship is good, but unfortunately, the person who casts it is not good. "

The young man looked at the three blood-moon swords that were cut, and said something blandly, at the same time raised his right hand, with a golden breath on his index finger.

Uh ...

As soon as the golden breath appeared, it immediately turned into a golden sword energy, like a dragon, lingering on his index finger, dazzling, splitting the air to make a crackling sound, with a terrible sharpness.

"This ... is it the Promise of the Promise?"

Zi Mei San looked at the young Jin Jian's invincible Jin Guangjian Qi at his fingertips, revealing shock in his eyes.

And his voice just came out, and the youth have already shot.

I saw him raise his hand a little, the golden light sword gas on his index finger, flying out, the sky skyrocketed.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a huge golden channel between heaven and earth. The three Blood Moon Swords were constantly oscillating. Suddenly, they were collected into the golden channel, and they were instantly shattered, and the golden light hit the ghost sword. The magic sword is on the sword.

Huh!

The sword was shaken open, the ghost sword demon spit out a blood sword, and his body shot hundreds of meters backwards. When he stopped, his face was blue and purple, and his clothes became like wrinkles, with scars everywhere.

"Fighting for the Golden Sword of Yiyi! Disciple of the Promise of Wuji!"

The ghost sword demon will look at the youth with a horrified look and yell. He will shoot the sword in his hand to the nearest crowd, his body will boil, his body will turn into a **** race, and he will flee to the distance without looking back. .

Although he has a conceited personality, he is not a fool. The nine true holy disciples are all talents, and if he wants to be promoted to be a true disciple, he generally needs to be cultivated to reach the divine realm, and continue to flow here, no doubt he will die.

Huh!

The sword filled with true yuan, like a golden Changhong, penetrates the void and shoots a large group into the sky, which is exactly where Luo Feng and others are.

The idea of ​​the ghost sword magician is very simple. Use this sword to get time for yourself to escape.

"cut!"

A figure came to the sky, Luo Feng paused, and Zhenyuan perfused into Qingyan's broken sword. His eyes became thunderous, and he fell into the **** Changhong in a Xia Lei sky.

The sword slashed out, and the thunder raged. When the sword slammed together, thousands of Mars broke out, and the sword of the ghost sword demon was split and flew out. Luo Feng didn't want to be too popular now, only showing five Liu Cheng's strength was also taken a few steps back, but this has shocked many people.

That is the ghost sword demon of the 108 blood demon generals of the blood demon sect, the four great powers of the Yuanhai realm, even a random hit is not trivial.

The young man glanced at Luo Feng, then immediately retracted his gaze and looked at the ghost sword demon general.

The ghost sword demon will have his life full of potential, this short effort, already ten miles away, can only see a blood spot faintly.

"Can you escape?"

The young man was expressionless, grabbing the left hand with empty space, and the golden fingers between his five fingers turned into a huge golden bow. The right hand pulled empty, and his fingertips immediately gathered a golden sword.

"The spirit of perseverance!"

Eyes locked on the ghost sword magician, a pair of young pupils had a touch of golden light, and the golden sword qi at his fingertips began to violently shake. As he spit out four words, with a squeak, the sword qi became a golden thread, pierced through, not At a breathing time, he caught up with the ghost sword demon, and then, a scream screamed and passed away. The ghost sword devil fell into a volley.

hiss!

Seeing this scene, many inhalation sounded. Ten miles away, it is an incredible method to instantly kill a Yuanhai Realm with four major abilities.

"too strong!"

"This is a holy place disciple, just like a man of God!"

"I must be admitted to the Holy Land. If there is such a magical power, I am afraid of a master of the Sect."

"Good."

Everyone looked at the young people who were proud of the void, and their eyes were hot, with shock and admiration in their eyes, which was the admiration from the heart.

Luo Feng was also a little moved. He was face to face. He was confident that he could slay the ghost sword demons in one move. However, it was impossible to stay so far away.

This result did not discourage him. The gap between him and the young martial artist was placed there. If he is promoted to the Divine Realm in the future, it can certainly be done, even more easily than the other party.

"Thank you for your life-saving help! Dare to ask the name of the young hero so that I can admire it." The old man who lived the rest of the disaster took the teenager to worship the youth deeply.

"I'm Song Qingmu, a true disciple of Wujizong. It's my duty to be a holy place disciple, except for the demon guardian. He's not bad, so take him to heal soon."

The golden long bow in the hands of the youth dispersed, said something to the old man, and then turned around and said to a disciple disciple next to him, "Master, check it out and bring the body of the ghost sword demon back to the gate."

"Yes."

After the command was over, the young man looked at the crowd, and for a while, he was silent all around.

"The covenant between the Dragon Mountain is broken, and we have fallen into chaos between the territory of the 100 nations and the West Desert Demon Territory. There are often big wars. You must know this. This holy land assessment is to prepare for the selection of talents, and I hope you work hard to pass In the assessment, I consider removing the demon guardianship as my duty. During the assessment, I will sit in Liusha Town. You do n’t have to worry about security issues. "

As soon as the words were finished, the young man was about to leave, and suddenly stopped again, looking at Luo Feng and nodding his head: "You can actually stop the ghost sword demon's counterattack. Very good."

After speaking, the young man turned into Changhong, and disappeared in Liusha Town in a blink of an eye.

Suddenly, many envious eyes looked at Luo Feng.

The disciple of Song Wumen next to him looked at Luo Feng and changed a lot. He laughed: "You can get the appreciation of Promise Song Qingmu. If you pass the holy place assessment, you can choose Song Wumen."

Luo Feng nodded, "Thanks for reminding me, I will consider it."

"Okay, let's go down. It's not surprising that what happened just now. So far, there have been nearly ten times when the disciples of Mozong broke into this place. Such things will only increase in the future."

The young disciple said with a little emotion, and saw someone rushed in again, said goodbye, drove the fairy crane, and flew out.

"Luo Feng, that Song Qingmu cultivated is the Promise of Jinji of the Promise. This is a peerless skill that a true disciple can cultivate. He must be a true disciple of the Promise. The true disciple is in the Holy Land, and you enter the Holy Land If we can have a true disciple as our patron for spiritual practice, many things will be much easier. "

Zi Mei San was worried that Luo Feng didn't know Song Qingmu's identity, and immediately began to explain, hoping that he would seriously consider the words of the disciple of Song Wumen.

"I know."

Luo Feng nodded, but his heart was grinning. He remembered that the disciple named Yue Hua, also a true disciple, seemed to have an unusual identity. If he beheaded and killed several of his opponents, once exposed, the two sides would have an endless relationship.

Exhaling a stale gas, Luo Feng said:

"Let's go down."