Martial Arts Overlord

Glancing at the scales of fury, Luo Feng headed for the boarding gate.

There are not many people boarding the ship. At the entrance of the ship, there are two rows of full-bodied warriors guarding it.

Luo Luofeng glanced and found that these warriors were all true warriors of the real Yuan, and their cultivation was not low, they were all above the middle of the real Yuan.

I didn't care much, Luo Feng walked over.

The warriors coming and going here are all big men with heads and faces, otherwise they are groups of warriors in three or five groups. These warriors have strong fluctuations in their true value. They are repaired so that none of them is lower than the true value. Overflowing.

Everyone was surprised when they saw Luo Feng alone, so young, that they wanted to board the ship.

"and many more."

Just as Luo Feng was approaching, a guard with a tiger's back was intercepted in front of him, and said, "The scale of the scale of the scale is 6.3 million yuan, and it can only go up after paying the fee."

"6.3 million two-grade stones."

Luo Luofeng was slightly surprised, but did not expect the cost to be so expensive.

However, he thought for a while, and immediately relieved. After all, crossing the endless ocean is not an easy task. Entering the ocean, I do n’t know what dangers will be encountered. Starting the defensive formation method will consume a huge amount of stones. It takes an astronomical figure to hire a master to build such a huge ship.

Looking at the people who boarded the ship in front, Luo Feng said, "Why didn't they pay the boat fee?

Just now he saw very clearly that none of these people paid Yuan Shi and boarded the ship directly.

As the tall guard was about to speak, there was a scornful laughter beside him.

"Boy, don't you understand yet? Of course, I think you didn't pay Yuan Shi for the fare."

A well-dressed young warrior came over, glanced at Luo Feng, and saw his sabre around his waist, but he was just an ordinary spirit soldier, and the disdain in his eyes was even worse, smiling:

怎么 样 "How about, scared by the sky-high price of 6.3 million. This is not a place where you can come just by yourself."

Luo Luofeng turned his head, glanced at the young man, his eyes narrowed slightly.

The position of the young man's cuffs has a pattern of blood inflammation, which is a disciple of the blood mad sect.

"Master, please."

When the tall guard saw the young man, a smile appeared on his face.

The blood kuangzong is only the gate of the nine holy places, the disciples underneath, and the youth in front of them, but at the age of twenty-four, it is already the peak of the real world. The accessories and swords on the body are obviously not ordinary people. He Naturally dare not neglect.

The young warrior nodded his head, glanced at Luo Feng, smiled sarcastically, and was about to go up.

"Wait a minute."

Luo Luofeng reached out to stop the young warrior, and said lightly, "There should always be a first come first."

The young warrior glanced at Luo Feng, his eyes flashed coldly, and he smiled, "Are you going up?"

He has been mixing rivers and lakes for many years, and is very confident in his own vision. He can casually take out six million second-grade Yuanshi characters. Basically, he is a warrior in the middle of the true Yuan Dynasty, and the other party is young. There should be no such repair. Because, unless it is some big clan master.

But as the swordsman, the other side only wore an inferior Sanpin sword. Based on this alone, it was impossible to be a master of a large family. Six million and three hundred thousand two-pin yuan stone is enough to buy a good-quality Sipin sword.

"of course."

Luo Luofeng said nothing, and directly took out six boxes of Yuanshi from the storage ring.

The middle-aged guard next to him looked at the young warrior, came forward and examined it, and looked at Luo Feng with a surprise, and nodded:

"You can go up."

Yan Wenyan said that the nearby soldiers could not help but be surprised.

"This kid doesn't seem easy, he just took out so many stones from the storage ring casually."

"It should be that the family is very rich. If it is not the late warrior in the real Yuan Dynasty, it is difficult to accumulate such a large fortune."

"Well, however, he was so publicized that he might be guilty of speaking out of the mouth, and he was offended by the **** mad disciple."

The people who noticed this scene talked a lot, and some eyes were surprised and some were greedy.

Luo Luofeng did not pay attention to the remarks of the people, after paying Yuan Shi, he headed for the ship.

The young warrior stood in place, his face was red and white for a while. He was so sarcastic about Luo Feng just now, but he couldn't get off the stage for a while now.

"Whether you can walk or not, just let go!"

An impatient voice sounded. Behind the young warrior, a pretty woman frowned.

"you……"

The young martial artist was in a bad mood. He heard that he was about to be reprimanded. When he saw the people behind him, his face changed slightly.

The pretty woman behind had a uniform with the pattern of Thunder Cloud Promise, which is clearly the uniform of the inner disciples of the Holy Land Promise, and the other side exudes a wave of vitality like the tide, which also makes him feel depressed for a while. Mighty!

"Sorry."

The young martial artist's face was completely free of the imposing moment, and he smiled awkwardly. Compared to identity, but not to strength, compared to the other side, he is nothing.

I turned my head, and the young warrior went up, looking at Luo Feng's back, his face gloomy.

If it wasn't for the other party, he wouldn't have fallen into such an awkward situation, or even offended a holy place master.

Luo Luofeng did not care about the sight of the young warrior and went into the cabin.

There were already a lot of people on the barge, about two or three hundred people. Luo Feng observed that most of them were warriors above the middle of the true Yuan Dynasty, and there were also some well-dressed and noble merchants.

In addition, Luo Feng was still in it, and found two masters, one was Yuan Haijing's mid-term power, and the other was Yuan Yuan's late-term power. However, he did not find a strong deities.

Retracted his gaze, Luo Feng walked towards the side of the ship, admiring the magnificent view of the sea.

The young warrior boarded the ship, glanced at Luo Feng from a distance, snorted coldly, and turned into the cabin.

The moist sea breeze blowing on the body makes people feel refreshed, Luo Feng is enjoying this rare leisure.

At this time, footsteps sounded, and several rivers and lakes came closer.

"Little brother, you come out alone to break through the rivers and lakes, it is not ordinary."

Luo Luofeng glanced at a few people and said lightly, "Is there something wrong?"

The first warrior with slender eyes smiled, "Going out, there are many friends and multiple paths. I think I have a relationship with my little brother. How about making friends? I am a man in the Yuncang city of the Baicang Dynasty. Realm, I often practice in this area. If you want to know anything, you can ask me. "

Luo Luofeng sneered in his heart, no accident, a few people regarded him as a fat sheep, trying to test his falsehood.

"Not interested in."

He faintly responded, Luo Feng turned and walked to the other side.

"Hum, this kid is really alert and speechless."

"Boss, I'm sure he should be the grandfather of a certain clan. He has a lot of strength to think about it, there is no real ability. We simply waited for the opportunity and directly did him."

"Well, at his age, it is difficult to say whether the true Yuan warrior is true. Otherwise, how can we not feel his true Yuan fluctuations."

Several people got together and whispered.

(End of this chapter)