Martial Arts Overlord

The blood sun was tilted westward, dyeing a mysterious pale gold.

In the cool wind, there is a touch of grass.

On the grassland, two silhouettes, one behind the other, were pulled out of the long shadow by the sun.

Qing Ling walked in front, walking carefully step by step, stopping from time to time, looking down at the blue moire shoes on his feet, and his eyes were as clear as the autumn water, with a strange light shining on his face. Layers of intoxicated glory.

Luo Feng followed slowly, squinting his eyes, looking at the stop-and-go girl in front, with a faint smile on his face.

Taking a few steps, Luo Feng caught up and asked, "Qing Ling, how are you feeling?"

Seeing Luo Feng, Qing Ling was awake from her intoxication, thinking about her head, and said, "It's a little hot, and a little itchy. But very comfortable ..."

Raising her head, Qing Ling looked at Luo Feng, gently pursing her red lips, and said with a little embarrassment, "Master, can Qing Ling really wear shoes all the time?"

"Ok."

Luo Feng stepped forward and rubbed Qingling's small head, saying:

"Come on, you must get to the imperial city before sunset."

Seeing that Qing Ling was so happy, and that there were only a dozen miles left from Huangshan Town to Bitian City, Luo Feng gave up his light work and rushed to the road, intending to go there on foot.

"it is good."

Qing Ling promised happily, seeing a leaf on the shoes, a small eyebrow frowned slightly, reached out and gently patted the leaf, a smile appeared on the small face, and then quickly chased Luo Feng.

Reaching out and pinching Luo Feng's clothes, Qing Ling raised his small face, staring at Luo Feng insidiously:

"Qing Ling will always be with his master."

"Little fool ..."

Luo Feng smiled, stopped suddenly, and looked back.

In the distance, the dust was permeating, and there seemed to be something terrifying, flying towards it.

Qing Ling drew a small nose, and coldness appeared in her eyes: "Master, it's just the young barren."

Luo Feng nodded. Qing Ling is a demon-eyed tribe. Although she has not yet awakened, her strength is already equivalent to the eight-level martial arts chakra, and her five senses are very keen.

Bang Bang Bang Bang ...

Between the two of them, the earthquake shook. In the distance, two red tigers and a tall figure. Rushed forward.

The Chiyan calendar flew with its four hoofs flying, and galloped. And the young barbarians followed, his feet were flying, and instead of falling into the wind, he had a slight advantage.

One person and two beasts ran side by side, as if they were racing against each other. The rolled up smoke was more than ten meters high, which was extremely spectacular.

"It's worthy of being a desert race, it's just a human beast ..."

Looking at young man. Luo Feng raised a brow, and couldn't help but feel emotion in his heart.

The Barbarians pursued the strength of physical power and began to exercise physical fitness since childhood.

It is rumored that the ten-year-old child of the Aboriginal race can tear a third-level monster with his bare hands, and his strength is even stronger than that of a chakra fighter.

Bang Bang Bang ...

Three figures flew in and stopped in front of Luo Feng. The ground was shaken by overbearing forces, and several large cracks broke out.

call……

With a wave of Luo Feng's hand, the air waves rolled up by the wind scattered the dust.

The sound of heavy footsteps gradually became clear, and the young desert people and two red-yellow tigers stepped over. Looking at Luo Feng, he grinned:

"Finally catching up with you. My name is Yan Hu, a man from the Tiger Head Tribe of Nanlin Barren."

Luo Feng frowned slightly, protecting Qing Ling behind him, and looked at him.

This man is sixteen or seventeen years old, over two meters tall, and burly. On the bare right arm, there was a claw mark that was more than one foot long, as if to tear the entire arm, it was shocking.

"Are you asking me something?"

Vitality accumulated in the body, Luo Feng asked.

The two red-yellow calendar tigers are not scary, but they can control two four-level top-level monsters, and they must have five strengths in the spiritual realm, which should not be underestimated.

Yan Hu waved a pair of big hands, looked at Luo Feng, and smiled: "Don't be so nervous, I'm not hostile to you."

Luo Feng didn't speak, but just stared at the other party.

Yan Hu exhaled, saying, "I encountered a bottleneck in my cultivation. I heard from seniors in my clan that there are countless young geniuses in the territory of hundreds of nations, so I want to come and see some opportunities for breakthroughs. I can't stop even one move, it's not enough to see. "

Shaking his head, Yan Hu's eyes looked at Luo Feng, his eyes became a little hot, and he smiled:

"However, you are different. I feel something very special from you, and I want to play against you."

Luo Feng smiled bitterly in his heart, which turned out to be the reason.

"I accept your challenge." Since the other party raised a fair challenge, Luo Feng naturally would not refuse. Moreover, it is rumored that the physique of the barbarians is like a hundred refined steel, and the essence of the nine changes of the dragon is to change the warrior's flesh and blood breakthrough, and to fight with each other may help the cultivation of the nine changes of the dragon.

"Hahahaha ... cheery!"

Hearing that Yan Hu's eyes exploded with hot warfare, taking a few steps back, his body shook, and a sound of ebb and flow came from his body, becoming more and more urgent, as if the waves were raging.

Luo Feng's eyes flashed a different color. This sound was the sound of Yan Tiger's blood flow. It can be clearly heard from such a distance. How powerful is the other's blood.

"Take it."

Yan Hu stood in place, looking at Luo Feng, with a pair of big eyes under his thick eyebrows. The amazing momentum condensed in it, and the whole person seemed to become a beast that was about to eat, violent and brave!

Roar!

The two Chiyan Lihus roared next to each other and looked at Luo Fenghu as well.

"and many more!"

Luo Feng didn't expect that the other party was about to do it, shook his head, and said, "I accept your challenge, but not now."

"why?"

Yan Hu was puzzled. Seeing Luo Feng defeated the son of the guardian government of Huangshan Town with his own eyes, his powerful strength impressed him deeply, and he could not wait to compete with Luo Feng immediately.

Luo Feng said with an eyebrow:

"You and I fight, if two tigers fight, there will be a wound! In the past two days, I have something important to do, and I must go all out. How about our duel after ten days?"

After hearing that, Yan Hu patted his head and laughed:

"Hahaha ... don't say I still forget. One day later, Luo Feng and Yi Tian faced life and death. I heard that Luo Feng is only a trilogy of spiritual revolving, but dare to challenge Yitian, the five heavy martial artist. This is undoubtedly a praying arm and a self-determined path. However, I like this kind of person. This showdown, I must go and see what kind of character Luo Feng is. Then our showdown will be ten days later! "

Hearing Yan Hu's words, Luo Feng couldn't help crying or laughing. Was he praised or hurt him?

Yan Hu breathed and said, "My Nanshan restaurant in the Imperial City was opened by my uncle. During this time, I will live there. After ten days, you can find me there."

"OK." Luo Feng nodded.

Yan Hu looked around and suddenly smiled embarrassedly, watching Luo Feng asking:

"Yes, where is this. If I'm going to the Imperial City, which direction should I go?"