Martial Arts Overlord

Hearing Luo Feng's inquiry, Xia He, the eldest of the four seasons swordsmen, replied:

"We were arranged to practice on Qianlong Island by the owner. So far, it has been a year and I want to go back to the family first. When I returned to Linglong Temple, I heard that the Black Blood Lake had undergone a change and followed Elder Chixiao. They came together to see if they could help. "

Xia He mentioned the Luo family with a friendly tone.

They have been in Luo family for several years. Luo Tian and his wife saw the four of them. They were about the same age as Luo Feng. They were born smart and smart, and they looked at them like their own daughters. Make your own home.

Luo Feng nodded. When he left Qianlong Island, he sent a message to his father and arranged for the potential masters in the family to practice in Qianlong Island to strengthen the family strength. With the talent of the Four Seasons Swordsman, he was naturally qualified to practice on the island.

Looking at four people at a glance, Luo Feng found that Xia He and Dong Mei were already the power of Yuan Haijing, especially Xia He, which was already the triple peak of Yuan Haijing. Chunlan and Qiuju were also the real peak of Yuanyuan. Everyone The progress has been great.

"Master, are you injured? Why are you here? What the **** happened? I heard that the Black Blood Lake is the place where the thousand-year-old swordsman King Wusheng fell, and his martial will remains here. Can't approach, why can't I feel ... "

Chun Lan, the most lively character, saw Luo Feng's face pale, his small brows slightly wrinkled, and he blew a series of questions.

Xia He stared, "You talk again, and go back and punish you for practicing basic sword art a thousand times."

"A thousand times ..."

Chunlan looked dumbfounded and hurriedly covered her mouth.

Luo Feng smiled and relaxed.

At this time, the people of the Twelve Golden Temple also arrived.

"See Elder Luo Feng!"

"Hello elder."

Disciples at the Twelve Golden Palace, learning about Luo Feng's identity, were in full respect, bowing down and saluting, showing enough respect. Those who met Luo Feng for the first time couldn't help looking at it secretly, eyes full. Curious and revered.

To this day, the people in the Twelve Golden Temples may not have heard the Ten True Stories of the Holy Land, but absolutely no one will not know Luo Feng.

Many new disciples will enter the Twelve Golden Temples to practice because of this name.

"Have met Elder Lin Hongyi!"

The disciples of Yuanzhang Hall salute to Lin Hongyi. After becoming a disciple of Song Wumen, Lin Hongyi was also the master of Yuanzhang Hall, and was named the honorable elder of Yuanzhang Hall.

"Luo Feng, why are you here?" The figure landed, and Elder Chixiao asked.

"Lin Hongyi and I came to practice here and happened to encounter this."

Luo Feng briefly explained, saying: "After the incident, let ’s talk about the following things first. These warriors are people who forcibly broke into the third island for thousands of years. They were swallowed up by the killing intention and stayed there. This world can only be a curse on earth. "

"That said, it matters."

Yuan Wandian, the host of the palace, nodded his head, and commanded: "Elder Hua, take someone to help you. The disciples should not go, this is not an opponent they can cope with. Let them watch the battle here. The peak showdown of Jianyi will be of great benefit to their future cultivation. "

The other Twelve Golden Temples issued the same order.

Soon, a team of hundreds of people, including elders of the Golden Palace, joined the battlefield.

The one-sided war situation, the autumn wind swept away the leaves, and a hair mad warrior continued to fall.

For a moment, less than twenty mad martial artists who could stand were surrounded by everyone, and they were about to be wiped out.

Luo Feng was watching the battlefield. At this moment, his mind moved and he said, "Stop everyone."

Hearing that everyone immediately stopped attacking and looked at Luo Feng puzzledly.

The air flow separated automatically, Luo Feng appeared on the battlefield, and his hand was raised, Zhenyuan condensed into a big hand covering the sky, and the remaining mad warriors were suppressed to the ground at a glance, unable to move.

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the Twelve Golden Temples present were shocked, looking at Luo Feng's eyes, with enthusiasm and respect.

Even their respected elders, it took nine cattle and two tigers to kill the mad warrior. Luo Feng waved his hand and suppressed nearly twenty people. What is strong, this is strong, what is overbearing, this is overbearing!

Looking at each other, Elder Tu Wanshan and Chixiao both caught the shock that could not be concealed from each other's eyes.

After returning to God, the Lord of the Twelve Golden Palaces approached, looking at the mad martial artist who was still struggling, wondering: "Luo Feng, these puppets, staying in the world, will only create killings. Why should they be left?"

Luo Feng was about to speak, and suddenly changed his tone, and laughed: "Do you want to buy or sell a lot of money, these masters of the madness. One of them is twenty-two thousand yuan."

"Twenty million two-pin yuan stone!"

The crowd was taken aback, not because of the price of 20 million yuan of second-grade stones. The wealth of this wealth is still available in the Twelve Golden Temples, and it will not hurt your muscles.

What surprised them was the sentence itself.

Who would use ten million second-grade stones to buy these cricket monsters.

Unless it's crazy.

"Luo Feng, are you?"

Elder Qixiao was also puzzled.

Luo Feng laughed: "Oh, these martial arts are swallowed up by the martial will of the lifeless king, leaving only a killing instinct. However, they are all masters who understand the trend and swordsmanship. Under the **** of the army, they will actively seek out the strong and suppress it with the general trend. In other words, they will be the best teaching materials to cultivate the general trend and swordsmanship and hone martial arts will. "

Suck!

Hearing that a sound of inhalation sounded, and all the high-rises of the Twelve Golden Halls present were all staring.

Immediately, they looked at the mad warriors who were suppressed, and their eyes began to shine.

The practice of martial arts and martial arts has a track to follow, but martial arts will, as well as the general trend, the cultivation of these illusory powers of swordsmanship can often only rely on the martial arts' own understanding.

In this way, these can help the warriors sharpen the will of martial arts, cultivate the general trend, the sword-like crazy warriors, the value is evident.

"Ha ha ha ha ... wow! Wonder! Why did I not think of this. In this way, my disciples of Yuanzhang Dian will sharpen their will in martial arts, and they will definitely be able to outperform others. The possibility of comprehending the general trend will greatly increase. Two Thousands, worth! "Tu Wanshan's personality was hot and he immediately agreed.

"Giggle, our Ziji Hall lacks everything, but it does not lack wealth."

The owner of Ziji Palace, Zi Qiuyu, smiled and took out a storage ring directly.

"Although I am not as generous as you, I can still get 20 million." The emperor palace master Meng Yun was unwilling to fall behind.

"Piao Xue Dian also needs one person."

"Tianjian Hall ..."

The other masters of the Golden Palace reacted and rushed to agree, fearing that they would be slowed and be preempted.

The Four Seasons Swordsman stood aside, surprised and couldn't shut his mouth. When he looked at Luo Feng again, his eyes were full of worship.

Just now, everyone's disappointing killing intentions, Luo Feng just said a few words, and became a hot baby, and the look of failing to get it, let them open their eyes.

When those warriors in the rivers and lakes saw this scene, they were dumbfounded, and then looked at the mad warriors who were beheaded and killed by themselves. They had the urge to spit blood.

One 20 million, but that's a total of 20 million second-grade stones, how much wealth they handed away!

For a time, countless people were bleeding.

Seeing nearly twenty mad martial arts, most of them were set by the Twelve Golden Temples, and some masters of rivers and lakes couldn't sit still.

Now the martial will of the lifeless king is completely dissipated, and afterwards, they want to understand that the general situation is a problem. Moreover, after just killing, they have felt that fighting with these killings will help the general practice.

"Ahem, Master Luo Feng, I am Fei Mingshan, the owner of Shark Island, can I have one person give me. Of course, there will be no less than 20 million second-grade stones."

Among the crowd, the old man with the six realms of the Divine Realm stood up.

Hearing that, a few breath-taking powerful spirits stood out immediately. From the perspective of dress, each one was extraordinary.

"Luo Feng, I'm Wuyuehou of the Lincang Dynasty, only 20 million yuan for two yuan!"

"Master Luo Feng, I was also at Qianlong Island during the Longmai Conference. That day, you defeated Yuehua's battle, which was extremely exciting ..." However, the identity was better, and some people started to meet each other.

For a time, Luo Feng became a fragrant lotus, surrounded by a large group of masters, just to win a mad martial artist.

Luo Feng didn't expect the scene to be so hot. After pressing his palms to make everyone quiet, this was the way:

"Well, you guys just killed these monsters. You should n’t have collected the yuan stones. But, except for the Twelve Golden Halls, my Luo family will leave one person, and now there are only seven. Is good……"

Talking, Luo Feng spread his hands, his face turned pale.

"How difficult is this."

The Wuyuehou of the Lincang dynasty stood out and waved his hands with great pride:

"Treasures naturally have the value of treasures! Of course, those who have the highest price will get them. Thirty million second-grade stones, I want the 90% trendy magpie."

"Hehe, Wuyuehou, you are 30 million yuan and 2 yuan yuan stone, you are too stingy. I am 50 million!" The Shark Island master said, and directly raised the price by 20 million.

Wu Yuehou's eyes fluttered and his face was drawn: "Shao Shadao Island Lord, I heard that you have accumulated a lot of wealth over the years, it seems that this is true. Sixty million!"

"Not much, not much ... just the little old man has always regarded money as a foreign body. Seventy million."

The two did not budge in the bidding, and in the words, they were full of enthusiasm.

Hearing the two quotes one by one, the warriors around them were all stunned expressions, some warriors, even more painstaking efforts.

One person is worth 70 million, which is a huge wealth for many people present, and such huge wealth, they are instinctively at their fingertips, but the opportunity is destroyed by their own hands!

Of course, although everyone was enthusiastic, none of them dared to fight the ideas of these mad martial arts. The end of the master of Jin Tuomen Shaomen was still vivid.

"Everyone, you have good fortune, you have good fortune. Xia He, it's in your hands."

Seeing the atmosphere getting hotter, Luo Feng called Xia He over.

"Yes."

Xia He came over, the excited little face flushed, watching Wu Yuehou and Shao Shadao Island owner, Yingying laughed:

"The Shark Island owner bids 70 million, is anyone still bidding? Of the remaining seven killers, only one has realized the 90% trend, and this is the only chance ..."

Luo Feng was very relieved about Xia He's affairs. He retreated from the crowd and met Lin Hongyi on his face.

"Everyone said that Yang Waner was a generation of geniuses, and one person saved the precarious Dayang Commercial Bank. I don't think you are too bad ..."

Lin Hongyi smiled when she heard the intense bidding inside.