Martial Arts Overlord

"Uh……"

The suddenly rushing figure made the beautiful female swordsman step back involuntarily and looked forward. Please remember our address ::. Me.

There stood a teenager in a cyan uniform.

The eyes fell on the young man's face, and the beautiful female swordsman flashed with glory, a beautiful man with a good heart!

The young man has a slender body, with a long beam behind his head, a red sword on his waist, lip-like eyes, star-like eyes, a beautiful and handsome appearance, no slight flaws, obviously dressed as a man, but enough to deserve a beautiful look word.

The soldiers next to him all fell on the young man's eyes, one by one.

"presumptuous!"

Suddenly, a thunderous roar exploded in the streets, and several dragon guards in white robes appeared quietly behind the teenager. They looked at the beautiful swordsmen with anger and glances. She was already scabbard, and the chill pervaded.

Several martial artists were shocked. The guards, the temples and drums, were full of vitality, at least it was the eighth restoration of Chakra! When they saw the white robes of several people, the shock of their eyes immediately turned into fear, and they did not dare to look at the teenager again.

Sabre frowned slightly, commanding "I have something to ask them, you step back."

"Yes!"

Several guards replied respectfully, stepping back five steps, waiting in the shape of a sword.

With a sigh of relief, the Sabre teenager looked a bit helpless, and looked back at the beautiful female swordsman, "Please tell me, who is the Liuyun collar student who won the first martial arts class?"

The beautiful female swordsman turned back and nodded, "I also heard that, it seems to be Luo Feng from Ziyang University."

"Luo Feng ..."

After hearing that, Sabre's eyes lightened slightly, his face showed a smile, and the red sword with his palms on his waist whispered "It really is him ..."

The dark clouds of his face were swept away, and the boy turned and said, "Give her ten second-grade stones, and we'll go back to the house."

"Yes."

Take a brocade bag for a guard and give it to the beautiful female swordsman.

A few moments later, several martial artists were relieved and gasped.

"Well, Hualin sword, you are very lucky, just a sentence, in exchange for ten second-grade stones. I have earned so much after a hard year ..." A young warrior saw a beautiful female swordsman The brocade bag showed envy.

Hua Linjian put away the brocade bag with a smile on his face. "Who calls you one by one like a wolf."

Several warriors blushed, and a young warrior muttered, "Who told the boy to look so ... jun ..."

The young warrior scratched his head, only to come up with a suitable description for a long time.

A few people around smiled awkwardly. At this time, someone asked, "These people are wearing Yuejia costumes. Who is that teenager? It seems that the identity is not simple."

Hua Lin saw his eyes staring at the end of the street. "If he didn't guess wrong, he should be the master of the family, the begonia son Begonia ..."

"Yue Haitang! He is a student of Changxin College, should he be in Tianying Mountain now?" One frowned.

Hua Lin Jian shook his head. "I don't know, but I heard that Begonia is a beautiful man, so I am sure there is nothing wrong with him. This time I am back to the Imperial City, I am afraid that it is related to Yi Tian, ​​the son of Qingyun. Luo Feng agreed to a duel of life and death, the key is Yue Haitang ... "

"I've heard about it. Yi Tian is a master of the New Dragon List, Luo Feng is just a rising star. The strength of the two of them is not a level at all, and I don't know if the news is true ..."

"I'm afraid there's nothing wrong with it. My cousin's friend is the **** of Qingyun Mansion. This incident has been circulating in Qingyun Mansion."

Everyone whispered, feeling a little weird in their hearts.

A delicate courtyard in Qingyun House.

Bang bang bang ...

The cold palm shadows were constantly changing in the void. Throughout the small courtyard, the call of cold wind and snowflakes fluttered.

It is now in the warm spring of April, when all things are recovering, the snow is extremely strange.

In the blizzard of snow, there was a sword-browed boy wearing a brocade. His whole body flashed green, and the air made a crunching sound, cold and aggressive.

Poppy ...

Hurrying footsteps sounded, and a young warrior in purple clothes hurriedly entered the courtyard.

"Master! The results of the assessment of the Twelve Golden Temples have come out!"

Jianmei Juvenile is the son of Qingyun Mansion Yi Tian. When he heard the words, he waved at will, and the snow in the entire courtyard was settled, and the chill swept away.

"Luo Feng ranked second or third?" Yi Tian asked casually.

The purple-clad warrior had a strange face, and said, "If the news is correct, Luo Feng is the first martial artist of this year!"

"First Wu Kui!"

Yi Tian's eyes narrowed, and the gaze was as cold as a sword.

"Hahahahaha ..."

After a while, Yi Tian suddenly clapped and laughed, and the sound shook the entire courtyard. "He even defeated Ye Siyi, it's interesting. That's interesting!"

The purple warrior was a little puzzled why Yi Tian laughed, and said slightly.

"Master, this Luo Feng can reach the throne of No. 1 Wu Kui. He is a dangerous person and must not stay. It is better to find a family master to remove him ..."

brush!

Yi Tian's eyes stabbed at the purple soldier, and the air around him became cold for a while. "Do you think that after three months, I will lose to Luo Feng?"

The warrior in purple is sweating on his forehead, slamming, and kneeling on the ground

"I didn't mean it, just in case ..."

"Nothing!"

Yi Tian waved his hand with a little pride, humming, "My goal is to become the top ten new dragons, Luo Feng is just a stepping stone to me."

"Did I tell you everything?"

The purple-clad warrior wiped his forehead with cold sweat and stood up from the ground. "I have sent people to the major territories, Guangwu Lintie. I don't think it will take more than a month. The people of the entire Canglan Dynasty will know the life of you and Luo Feng. Showdown. "

"Very good! You will send some people to the nearby dynasty. Three months later, I will defeat Luo Feng in front of everyone! The first Wu Kui is qualified to fight me."

Yi Tian was standing with his hands in his hands, looking towards the waning moon in the sky, his eyes full of war, and his self-confidence.

In another courtyard of Qingyun House.

The courtyard lights swayed, and inside the hall, three figures stood.

The innermost person, in his forties, was tall and stood there casually, such as a dragon and a tiger, and he was not angry. He was one of the six princes of the Canglan Dynasty.

"Yuan Butler, is the news accurate?"

Qingyun Hou looked to the old man in purple on the left.

The old man's head was pale, but his skin was ruddy and clear, like a baby, a pair of small eyes, brilliant, nodding his head and saying, "There is nothing wrong, the first Wu Kui of this year is Luo Feng who agreed with the master on a battle for life and death."

"Unexpectedly, Liu Yunling practitioners could become the first martial arts champion. This Luo Feng is not easy."

The white-faced warrior behind the old man raised a brow. This man wore a long knife on his waist, and his eyes were dull, but his dull eyes were full of swords, as if he would take his life at any time.

Qingyun Hou was silent, but his eyes flickered.

Seeing this, the old man in purple clothes waited silently without speaking.

After a moment, Qingyunhou blinked coldly, and suddenly said, "Yuan steward, you arrange it and send someone to Tianzhu Mountain."

"Houye wants to deal with Luo Feng?"

The old man looked at Qing Yunhou's face, thought for a while, and said, "The young master is a master of the new dragon list, and the seven mysterious strengths of the floating snow have also reached the realm of green snow. Although Luo Feng has become the first martial artist, his talent is amazing, but only In three months, it should not be a young master's opponent. "

The white-faced swordsman nodded, "Yes, Luo Feng is a genius, and the son is also a genius!"

When Qing Yunhou waved and interrupted the two, his eyes became dignified.

"What I want is not should, but foolproof! Jianxin Tianyu's relationship is important, it must be obtained, and no mistakes can be made! Moreover, I have found someone to investigate, this Luo Feng was only a double-repair of chakras six months ago, I do not know In any case, Xiu Wei suddenly began to make rapid progress, and in just six months, he has already been a spiritual master. This person is not easy! "

"what!"

The old man in purple and the white-faced swordsman turned slightly.

In half a year, from the chakra realm to the double, to the spiritual circle realm, this is a trace!

Taking a deep breath, the Purple Man nodded and said, "Houye, I know what to do."

Qingyun Hou said, "Don't kill him, make him a wasteful person, unable to cultivate."

"Yes……"

The old man in purple agreed, and turned and left the hall with the white-faced swordsman.

Qingyun Hou looked at the dark night outside, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Yue Zhongshan, wait for Jianxin Tianyu to fall into my hands, see what else do you fight with me!"

"Yuan steward, leave it to me."

Walking to the courtyard, the white-faced swordsman looked at the old man in purple and said.

The old man in purple shook his head. "I'll take a personal trip."

"Yuan steward, do you want to go out?"

The white-faced swordsman was shocked. The purple-clad warrior was named Yuan Xinglie. He started practicing at the age of five. He entered the Golden Temple to practice at the age of seventeen. He entered the spiritual realm the following year. Become the director of Qingyun House.

In terms of talent, Yuan Xinglie can only be described as mediocrity, and his qualifications are only a little higher than ordinary people, but this person has a stable mind and is more talented in martial arts. One step at a time, it is now Qingyun Province. One of the three major stewards, the Eighth Power of Spiritual Realm, has unfathomable strength.

Taking a deep breath, the white-faced swordsman looked at Yuan Xinglie and said, "Yuan Guanshi, you go out on your own. Is this a big deal? A trivial warrior in the spirit circle, I can easily solve it on my own."

Yuan Xinglie glanced towards the hall, shook his head and said, "Houye said, this thing must be foolproof."

The white-faced swordsman smiled lightly. "Since it is Yuan Guanshi's personal action, it must be foolproof."

"The young master is conceited, don't let him know about it," Yuan Xinglie ordered.

"I know that."

The white-faced swordsman nodded, glanced sideways, there was no figure next to him, and he couldn't help smiling.

woo woo woo woo……

The night breeze screamed through the trees, making the night of early spring a little bit more.

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