Martial Arts Overlord

Suddenly, the flames flowed across the miles and appeared on the island.

boom!

The giant tiger converged, and stepped down, causing a lot of snow.

"This is floating Iceland, so beautiful ..."

The flirtatious girl sitting on the giant tiger shook a pair of round and snowy calves at will, looking up at the forest covered with silver, and the mountains covered by snow in the distance. Revealed a touch of stunning.

The young girl of Jiaojiao is Qingling.

傀 Since being separated from Ying Ying, she was driven all the way to the north. After many twists and turns, she learned that floating Iceland is the only way to go to the North Sea Ice Palace. Then she asked, hurried, and finally arrived here.

"Giggle, it's so cold ..."

Stretched out Bai Jing's palm, Qing Ling felt the slightest coolness of Feixue falling on the palm, and gave a light laugh.

"This is the only way to the Beihai Ice Palace. Maybe the host is on the island ..."

Tong Qingling groaned, and speaking of the word “master”, she had a serene smile involuntarily.

However, when the eyes of Qiushui swept over the three islands one by one, a pair of small eyebrows could not help but wrinkle gently.

"It's so big here, how can I find my host?"

Moan whispered, Qing Ling turned her head and looked at the Jinjin Linghu next to him: "Xiao Jin, go find out the master!"

Alas!

The golden-winged tiger hangs its head, and a growl growls from its throat.

"I don't know what the master looks like?"

Qing Ling's delicate little face showed a faint smile. "The host recognizes him well, he is probably so tall, hey ... I haven't seen him for a year or two, he should be a little taller. Then his face is so long, his eyes It's so big, this is the eyebrows, the mouth is the same as mine ... "

When Ling was talking, Qing Ling raised her toes, and her hands were quickly drawn in midair, describing Luo Feng's height and appearance.

The golden-winged tiger saw the pair of small hands that Qing Ling kept waving, eyes widening.

Wu Qingling said in a breath, staring at the Golden-winged Linghu, "This is how the master looks. Remember?"

The golden-winged tiger swallowed a spit, and shook his huge head.

怎么 "Why are you so stupid! I have described it so clearly."

Qingling Liumei frowned slightly, a pair of hands stuck to her waist, bright eyes with cold light, staring fiercely at the Golden-winged Linghu: "I repeat, you must remember this time, otherwise I will throw you into the sea .do you know?"

Alas ...

The golden-winged tiger made a grieving growl.

Wu Qingling made another gesture, then stared at the Golden-winged Linghu: "Remember this time."

The golden-winged Linghu glanced at Qing Ling, shook his head, and finally nodded reluctantly.

"That's ridiculous."

Tong Qingling smiled, patted Xiaojin's soft fur, turned her figure over, sat up, and said, "Let's go and find out the master."

Roar!

The golden-winged tiger groaned with a grievance and walked towards the crowd.

The floating Iceland is a territory of one hundred countries. It is a transit port to the major forces in the North Sea. From the one hundred countries to the North Sea Ice Palace, this is the only way to go.

Because the marriage day between the Beihai Ice Palace and the Nangong family is approaching, the island is full of warriors gathered in the north and the south.

I walked through a forest of snow and ice, and Qing Ling saw it from afar. The rows of buildings, these buildings, are not built of stone, but piled with snow and ice, overlooking from a distance, like a snow castle.

There was a fascination in the eyes, and Qing Ling patted the golden-winged tiger.

The golden-winged tiger roared, carrying a blue bell, and galloping towards the snowy city.

For a moment, one person and one tiger reached the front of the ice-snow city. Qing Ling turned over and got down from the back of the golden-winged tiger, and walked inward with the golden-winged tiger.

On the wide streets, people from all walks of life, monsters, deserts, demons and other disciples can be seen everywhere, among them there are many warriors with monster mounts.

However, most of them are walking together in groups of three or five. Although there are also celibate soldiers, they are all powerful people who are not easy to mess with at first glance.

Wu Qingling, a fifteen-year-old savvy girl with a majestic demon tiger, immediately attracted the attention of many people. Some people saw golden-winged tigers with strange colors on their faces.

Tong Qingling didn't care about others. A pair of bright eyes swept across the street, looking for the familiar figure in memory.

He walked across a relatively secluded street. At this moment, footsteps sounded, and several rivers and lakes passengers with suffocation came over.

"Little sister, what are you looking for? Do you need help?" The first young swordsman in a black cape with a scar on his face asked with a smile and amusement.

Roar!

A few people were still approaching, and the Golden-winged Tiger made a roar, blocking in front of Qing Ling.

"Xiao Jin."

Tong Qingling stopped the golden-winged tiger, glanced at a few people, and tapped her red lips, and said, "I'm looking for someone."

"Oh? Find someone ..."

The Sword Swordsman and his companions glanced at each other and laughed: "Our brothers are most familiar with this floating Iceland, but who are you looking for, maybe we can help."

Tong Qingling's eyes brightened and she said, "I'm looking for the Lord ... I'm looking for Luo Feng, do you know?"

"Luo Feng ..."

The sword-swordsman groaned for a moment, and suddenly clapped his hands, saying, "I can't think of such a coincidence. I happened to meet a person named Luo Feng yesterday."

"Really? Where is he. Take me there and I can pay you."

Tong Qingling's eyes were anxious, and from the storage ring in her hand, she took out a handful of monsters, "I have these, enough."

Seeing Yao Dan in Qingling's hand, the eyes of the Sword Swordsman were straight.

The phoenix taken out by Qing Ling is not low in grade. The Scar Swordsman even saw a deep-sea monster beast dan on the scales, but when he was an adult, he could match the powerful demon in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty The beast, if you buy it, is worth at least 10 million yuan.

The Sword Scarf Swordsman saw Qing Ling alone and was very pretty again, so he moved his heart, but he didn't expect to make a fortune, and he couldn't help it.

"It really is a fledgling, and I don't even understand the reason that money is not innocent. It seems that I am lucky today."

I didn't want to hide it any more. The Scar Swordsman smiled, waved, and four companions surrounded Qingling and the Golden Winged Tiger.

"you guys……"

Tong Qingling Dai Mei frowned slightly, raised her eyes, and looked at the Scar Swordsman, "You didn't plan to help me find a master."

"the host?"

The Scar Swordsman sneered, and his eyes were sneered, "Hey, I care what Luo Feng is, the owner. Little girl, the acquaintance will hand over my belongings. If you are satisfied, uncle today you."

The floating Iceland is full of forces from all sides, full of characters from three religions and nine streams, mixed with fish and dragons. Such things are happening at any time. It is not surprising that the warriors passing through the streets.

Some martial artists looked at the scarred swordsmen who besieged Qingling, but in their hearts they scolded idiots.

Jain is a golden-winged tiger, which has no adulthood in time. At least, it has a level of combat capability at the level of the Yuanhai. A 15-year-old girl can have a powerful mount like the golden-winged tiger.

There are a few people with sword scar swordsmen, and the strongest one is just the realm of the real Yuan Dynasty. Doing so is a self-death.

Hearing the words of the Scar Swordsman, Qing Ling's face appeared angry, watching the Scar Swordsman: "Then you know where Luo Feng is also lying to me?"

"Haha, of course. I haven't heard of any shit, Luo Feng. What are you still doing? Take her down and take her storage ring. By the way, you have a clean body ..."

The scabbard swordsman laughed and was about to command several men to collect the belongings of Qing Ling.

"Xiao Jin!"

At this moment, an angry blue bell sounded suddenly.

Soon.

Roar!

There was a terrible tiger howling, shaking the void, and the chill of the entire street was scattered cleanly.

He heard only a bang, and in the scream, the Scar Swordsman flew out of his body, spurting blood in his mouth, and spreading a bloodstain of dozens of meters in length on the snow. He fell to the ground and died.

"Fa ... what happened ..."

"No, I don't know."

Several martial arts soldiers next to him were frightened and stunned, one by one as white paper.

Just moments ago, they only saw that the demon tiger opened a roar, and then their boss, a strong man at the peak of Zhenyuan Realm, vomited blood and flew out.

Tong Qingling drummed her cheeks, her face had a faint crimson, and she looked a little stunned by the scarred swordsman who passed out!

让 "Let you scold your master and see if I don't teach you."

boom! boom……

He went up and kicked the Scar Swordsman fiercely, before Qing Ling turned around.

what!

There were a few martial artists left, and they yelled, and escaped in tears.

The golden-winged tiger was about to chase him and was stopped by Qing Ling. "Xiao Jin, stop chasing."

Roar!

The golden-winged tiger tiger roared unwillingly and returned to Qing Ling.

"I don't know where the master is ..."

The sky was rejoicing, and Qing Ling looked at the sky still drifting with fine snow, and her mood became a little lost.

The golden-winged tiger whispered in his throat, stuck out his tongue and licked Qingling's cheek.

"Giggle, itchy ..."

Qing Ling smiled slightly, pushed away the golden-winged tiger, took a breath and said, "Let's go. We'll look here for two days. If it doesn't work, go to the North Sea Ice Palace ... by the eighth of July, the host will definitely go there! "

I patted the golden-winged tiger, and Qing Ling went to the street in front.

On the middle island.

Xu Jiner, a follower of Luo Luofeng, and his party came to a grand mansion of ice and snow.

"This is our Bifeng family, an industry on Floating Iceland, my mother is in charge." Xu Jiner walked beside Luo Feng and introduced Luo Feng with a smile.

"Master, you are back!"

"It's Miss!"

As soon as a few people approached, several Bifeng family guards in front of the house immediately greeted them.

Crackling ...

The footsteps sounded, and a gray-haired old man hurriedly walked out of the courtyard and saw Xu Jianlie and trembled:

"Master, miss, are you okay. I heard you were attacked by Blackwater madness halfway ..."