Martial Arts Overlord

"Crazy Thunder crashes!"

Above the sky, the fire on Luo Feng's body faintly formed the illusion of demon foxes, the thirst of thirst for the mood of thunder and demon-shaped arts merged into the **** sky, and he was chopped out across the crowd. Eight ?? One? Chinese network W = W ≠ W≈. ≈8 = 1 ≠ Ｚ = W≥. ≥COM

Bang!

With one shot, the sky was full of storms and thunder, and the mighty momentum turned into a dazzling dazzling thunder blade, permeating out.

In the eyes of everyone, this is no longer a sword, but a real nine-day thunderstorm. The shrouded warrior has involuntarily emerged a small heart in his heart.

Huh!

The clouds were torn, the warriors within the range of Thunder Blade, three powers of the Yuan Sea, and the bodyguards and breath were split in half. Several others were hit by the aftershocks, shaking up and flying out, vomiting blood. , Embarrassed.

Everyone was shocked.

Under one stab, there are six or seven people in Yuanhaijing who are dead and injured!

"It's impossible ... He clearly is only the sixth middle level of Yuan Haijing. How can the sword power be so powerful!"

A warrior who was wounded by the retreat looked at Luo Feng with shock.

He is Yuan Haijing's five-fold peak power, repaired a bit lower than Luo Feng, his strength is not as good as Luo Feng, he is not surprised, but even the knife aftermath can not stop, which makes him a little difficult to accept.

Not to mention, of the three Yuan Haijing powers that were beheaded by Luo Feng, there is also a master of Yuan Haijing's sixth stage.

"It's a powerful augmented combat mystery, the quality is probably far beyond my thunder armor!"

Tian Chong looked at Luo Feng in surprise, and secretly said in his heart: Is he really planning to kill all the Yuan Haijing here alone?

On the other side, the three Yuan Haijings were powerful in the late stage and stopped talking.

Among them, the young swordsman named Qinglin Swordsman, with a complex complexion, of the three Yuan Haijing Powers that Luo Feng had just beheaded and killed, two of them were following him, and two Yuan Haijing Powers died. As a brother, he returned to Zongmen, fearing he would be heavily punished.

"Boy, you look for death!"

With a cold drink, the Qinglin swordsman boiled blue, an endless wooden mood, burst from him.

"Tianmu Yijian!"

Huh!

A sword stabbed, and a cyan sword light emerged from the blade.

A gigantic sword with a simple shape appeared between heaven and earth. The texture on the giant sword is clear, as if changed from towering giant wood. The mood of the wood in it makes the sword shadow feel endless and powerful.

"Xia Lei meteorite!"

Luo Feng did not retreat, the thunderbolt flashed from the blood sky, and as he slashed out, he winded through and shot out.

Hum!

Jian Qi and Dao Mang have not yet touched each other. The artistic conception of the two has begun to fight, and the air has stirred up a circle of substantial ripples.

Qinglin Swordsman's artistic conception of wood in the sword is deep and persistent. Generally speaking, it is difficult to be destroyed. However, the immense artistic conception that Luo Feng learned from Yue Haitang is its nemesis, not to mention the beginning of the cultivation of Thunder After the operation, the thunderous artistic conception he had realized reached an unprecedented state, far beyond the Qinglin swordsman.

Slightly!

The Jianqi mood was broken first, and then the Aoki ancient sword was also split, and the remaining thunder swords beheaded and killed the Qinglin swordsman.

"what!"

The Qinglin swordsman was taken aback. In a hurry, he hurriedly held up his sword to resist.

With a bang, the figure of the Qinglin swordsman stepped back several times, the guardian's breath was violently twisted, and blood leaked from the corners of his mouth.

Looking at Luo Feng, the Qinglin swordsman revealed in the eyes that he couldn't believe it. His cultivating bodyguard was a top-notch inferior class, and he had a treasure armor, and the bodyguard was almost cut off with a knife. What a mighty power this is!

The tall warrior lion next to him saw Qinglin Swordsman repelled, holding his hands, grinning grinning, "Qinglin Swordsman, your magnificent Yuan Haijing in the early seventh stage of power, was actually not as good as a Yuan Haijing in the sixth stage. Yes. It seems that after three years of absence, your strength has not improved much. "

Between the Qinglin swordsman and the fierce lion, there are old age grievances. At this moment, the other side's sarcasm was heard, his face was blue, and his gazing eyes looked at Luo Feng, coldly:

"I'm afraid you are worse than me."

"Hahaha ... then you have to be optimistic, and wait for me to defeat him. The reward of 20 million yuan of third grade stone is not yours!"

The lion laughed loudly, his body was burning with a strong flame, and looked at Luo Feng aggressively.

The three Fengyin old men in the great power in the late Yuanhai state did not speak, but looked at Luo Feng steadily, as if to see him through.

"Boy, lose!"

The real yuan exploded. The lion stepped aside from the 100-meter distance from Luo Feng. The big fist of the bowl blasted out fiercely. From a distance, a bright flame glow appeared in the sky and burst into Luo Feng.

"cut!"

Now that he had performed the Demon Form, Luo Feng had no intention of letting these people leave alive. As his voice sounded, the **** sky with the mighty sword light, chopped on the fire to practice boxing.

Bang!

There seemed to be a riot in the sky, with two fierce forces exploding completely, a circle of terrible shock waves swept out, scattered radiation, and the peaks below began to shake violently.

Huh! Huh!

Luo Feng and the lion back at the same time.

However, Luo Feng only took a step back to stabilize his figure, but the lion was quite awkward and took a dozen steps back.

"Boy, you are dead!"

Standing firmly in shape, the face of the lion was unsightly, and he looked at Luo Feng with a gloomy look.

He boasted about Haikou just now, but now he was suppressed by Luo Feng. This is undoubtedly his face in public!

"Mad Lion is angry!"

With a roar, the fierce lion's body burst into flames, and at the same time his figure rushed up. At midair, his body turned back, as if Mount Tai was pressing the top, and his punch was shot down with an extremely overbearing gesture.

Roar!

The sky was fiery red, and everyone felt the air became hot. In the field of vision, the flame of the lion's body changed into a giant flame giant lion, roaring and biting at Luo Feng.

Rumble ...

Before the fists arrived, the mountain below Luo Feng could not bear the horrible pressure and began to collapse.

"The dead will be you."

Luo Feng's eyes were deep, his pupils narrowed slightly.

Hum!

The demon fire on his body soared by three points again. The illusory demon fire faintly changed into a giant fox demon with fangs and grin, entangled in Luo Feng, a pair of **** eyes, as if two blood moons, evil bloodthirsty. The breath spread fiercely.

Since the demonformation broke through the eighth, Luo Feng has not really experienced the battle. The opponents he encountered before were too weak to perform demonformation at all, so he had a bit of a try to change his strength just now. Metaphysics urged to the seventh level.

Demon form urged him to the seventh state, and his strength can compete with Yuan Haijing in the seventh stage.

Now urged to the eighth heavy, the combat power has been further improved. As for how much can be increased, we will see soon.

"Break me!"

Without any martial arts in actual combat, Luo Feng stepped forward with one punch, carrying a vast expanse of true yuan, and blasted out.

The two fists collided together, and in a flash, the sky seemed to rise to the second round of sun, and the dazzling light illuminated the world for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, a bang, the light extinguished, and the air set off a huge wave. In the eyes of everyone, the lion was blown out by Luo Feng with a punch.

Huh!

A large mouthful of blood was sprayed out of the mouth, and the lion stepped on the air with one foot and stopped. His right fist trembled slightly, and the cracked skin was bleeding with blood. His eyes looked at Luo Feng like a monster, and his face was unprecedentedly dignified.

"The lion was hurt!"

The Qinglin swordsman looked at the lion and was not gloated, but rather surprised and dignified.

He and the lion are already old opponents. The strength of the lion is very clear. Regardless of the comprehensive strength, as a lion who is a martial artist, his defense is definitely far beyond him. Even if he didn't want to admit it, Qinglin Swordsman knew from the bottom of his heart that he wanted to hurt the lion, and the chance was very slim.

"Two people, let's put down our former suspects for the time being, how can we join forces to win this kid. When we get a reward, the three are evenly divided."

The lion looked at Luo Feng and narrowed his eyes and said, "This person is a genius who can cross the border in Yuanhai. If we don't get rid of it today, we won't have a peaceful future."

"Since you said so to the strong lion, what would I do with you again and again." Qinglin Swordsman stood out, and he had the same mindset as the strong lion. Luo Feng gave him a sense of crisis too much. Facing such a genius Either don't offend at the beginning, once you offend, you must cut off the roots as soon as possible, otherwise, no one knows what kind of state the other party can reach after five or ten years.

The lion didn't pay attention to the cheapness on the Qinglin swordsman's mouth, and looked at the elderly Feng Yin.

For him and Qinglin Swordsman, even if they joined forces, there is not much confidence in winning. If you add an old man with a long-standing reputation and unfathomable Fengyin, it will be more secure.

"Oh, this little brother and I just have a little contradiction. Drinking a glass of wine is over, why bother to fight and kill." The old man with a smile on his face showed a kind smile.

"Old Fengyin, you !!!"

The lion did not expect the elderly Fengyin to turn against water at this time, and his face turned blue.

At this time, he saw Luo Feng rushing to this side again, his face changed, and he could no longer care about the old man hidden in wind, saying to the Qinglin swordsman: "Let ’s go, this boy is weird, do n’t keep your hands! Kill!"

With a roar, the lion punched the air through with a punch, and a pillar of fire descended from the sky, shrouding Luo Feng.

"Mu Ling Jian Qi!"

The Qinglin swordsman didn't dare to carelessly. The true Yuan burst to the limit. The boiling blue light extended from the sword's edge and turned into a simple wooden sword. However, the edge of the sword was stronger than a hundred refined soldiers.

Luo Feng has got the answer he wants. Under the circumstances that the demon shape urges to the limit, his strength can catch up with the Eight Great Powers of Yuanhai Realm, and even have to pass some.

"cut!"

No longer reserved, Luo Feng waved his sword sharply, revealing his sword sharply, breaking the attack of Qinglin swordsman and lion.

The Qinglin swordsman and the lion were forced to retreat by the impact.

"How is it possible that the power is stronger than just now! Is there any limit to him!" Qinglin Swordsman's eyes showed fear.

The lion gritted his teeth and said, "No matter what, the two of us in Yuan Haijing were able to join forces in the late stage, afraid that we couldn't help him! Consumption would kill him!"

"Xia Lei meteorite!"

Luo Feng didn't intend to give them any time to breathe. The figure flashed, rushing towards the two, splitting with a knife.

Do it!

Thunder exploded, Xia Lei meteoric sky improved by the technique of thunder, at this moment urged, has the indomitable characteristics, the bright thunder, like the peerless heaven soldier, shot at the two swordsmen in Qinglin.

"Quick flash!"

The lion did not dare to make a hard connection, and the Qinglin Swordsman rushed to avoid both sides.

Luo Feng's gaze fixed, and a strange scene appeared. The thunder sword that penetrated straight through was suddenly divided into two and beheaded to the left and right.

Cangnanyue's thundercraft can control the change of thunderbolt at will. Although Luo Feng is far away from that realm, it is already possible to control the change of direction of Xia Lei.

"Damn, you monster!"

The lion was terrified, roared, and gave a full punch to the sword.

boom! boom!

Two loud noises, the lion and the Qinglin swordsman vomiting blood and flying at the same time. If it wasn't for the split of the sword, the power was a little weaker. At this time, the two would be seriously injured if they didn't die.

Luo Feng was about to kill off the two in a rage.

suddenly.

Silently, a figure appeared behind him, an old Fengyin old man who has been silent for a while!

(End of this chapter)