Martial Arts Overlord

Disciple of Lei Yundian, who is called Yuan Shidi, looked at Jiang Fengfeng provocatively. Bayi Novel Network W≤W ≦ W ≦. ≤81ＺW. Com

He saw that Jiang Fengfeng was younger than him, and he worshipped Luo Feng just like that just now, guessing which big-family lady did not know the world.

This kind of human heart is higher than the sky, but the strength is not worth mentioning. He wants to see how the other party compares with him.

Luo Feng sat aside, calmly, but he sympathized with this disciple of Lei Yundian.

Jiang Fengfeng's ability to make fun of people is as easy as her strength.

"Do you really compare?"

Jiang Fengfeng glanced at the Lengjun teenager, holding his hands on his back, his face seemed to smile.

However, Luo Feng noticed that Jiang Fengfeng's right hand hiding behind him had **** close together, and his fingertips had a slight swallowing of sword energy, sharpened and restrained, as if to fly out to kill at any time.

"In a word, it is difficult to chase."

The cold teenager was straight, and looked at Jiang Fengfeng with a sneer.

"It's hard to chase after a word."

Jiang Fengfeng's eyes flashed a faint light, nodded, and said, "It's very simple. Luo Feng dare to challenge the disciples of Jin Dian as a college student. This is to set aside life and death, and be brave. If you can do this, even you Win, I apologize to you personally. "

Everyone nodded secretly, all thinking that Jiang Fengfeng's words were reasonable.

When I first learned that Luo Feng and Yi Tian had a decisive battle, countless people thought that this was a self-determined path. Without the courage to set aside life and death, they dared not raise a challenge at all. And Luo Feng came at the time ...

"Brother, let's not compare."

Another girl with a round face at the same table pulled La Lengjun and advised.

The cold young boy froze and shook his head.

If you give up now, that is undoubtedly to say that he is a man greedy for life and fear of death, shouldn't he be laughed at by everyone?

Holding his fists tightly, the cold and stern teenager raised his head and looked at Jiang Fengfeng. "Speak less nonsense, why not, let's talk."

"Okay, guts!"

Jiang Fengfengming's eyes flashed lightly and slowly said: "I have three swords. After the three swords, you will definitely not be hurt. As long as you stick to the three swords and don't step back, you win."

Female disciples with round faces were a little worried, "How can you guarantee that you won't hurt your brother?"

In Jiang Fengfeng's bright pupil, a cold light flashed, and he smiled coldly:

"I said that I would not hurt him, I would not hurt him. Besides, I only said that he could not retreat and did not prevent him from avoiding it. Could you not even have the confidence to avoid my three swords?"

Jiang Fengfeng looked at the Lengjun teenager.

"It's ridiculous, it's not just the Three Swords. Even if I stand still, I can't hurt me by you."

Leng Jun's face was disdainful, with both hands on his shoulders, and he said, "Take the trick. I'll show you, Luo Feng is not worth mentioning at all."

"Brother ..."

The round-faced girl wanted to persuade her again and was stopped by another disciple of Lei Yundian who shook her head.

At this point, if the arrow is on the string, it is no longer possible or impossible.

The diners around stopped the chopsticks and watched the scene with interest. Throughout martial arts, the first person is the first, and the battle for strength has become commonplace. Many people have seen this kind of competition for the first time.

Everyone wanted to see if this disciple of Leiyun Temple who did not put the first new dragon of the South Six Leader in his eyes, could he persist in three swords.

"Ha ha……"

Seeing Leng Jun's promise, Jiang Fengfeng laughed, his eyes changed leisurely, and said, "The first sword!"

Hum!

The words didn't fall, the air on the second floor of the restaurant suddenly trembled, Jiang Fengfeng still had his hands behind his back, and a sharp sword spirit appeared above the wine table of the four disciples of Leiyun Temple without any warning.

"Back!"

Xiu Wei, the supreme female disciple, changed her face slightly, and took a round-faced female disciple beside her, and another male disciple, and shot backwards.

Bang!

At about the same time, the sword air was cut in a volley, and a table, along with the wine and dishes, were cut to pieces and the wind was bursting. The surrounding diners exclaimed, and hurriedly displayed the defensive breath to protect themselves and the table. , Burst of exclamation.

Master!

When everything calmed down and everyone's eyes fell on Jiang Fengfeng again, their eyes changed.

From beginning to end, Jiang Fengfeng's hands were behind his back, as if never shot, but the power and intensity of that sword qi can not be underestimated, many people do not know how the sword qi appeared, it was terrible.

Only Luo Feng looked at all this calmly.

What Jiang Fengfeng just cast is obviously immeasurable sword energy. This sword technique is indeed from the sword tomb. Even if it refers to the sword, the degree is so horrible.

At the level of the sword qi just now, let alone the warrior of the spiritual circle, even the true warrior of the real world, it is difficult to perceive its trace even if the insight is not strong.

On the other side, the cold young man stood in place, without any injuries, looking at the shallow sword marks on the ground, but his face was pale and bloodless.

He originally believed that he could easily avoid the opponent's sword move even if he did not move. But the sword qi appeared just now, he didn't even notice it at all.

In this way, it is nonsense to avoid sword qi.

At this time, Jiang Fengfeng's voice suddenly sounded.

"Yeah, it's off! I was aiming at the position of your left foot, and it was so far off."

Jiang Fengfeng looked at the sword marks on the ground, reached out and patted Guangjie's forehead, shook his head slightly regretfully, and muttered: "It seems that my realm of swordsmanship needs to be improved."

It was said that the cold young man's whole heart pumped fiercely, and a drop of cold sweat unknowingly appeared on his forehead.

As everyone knows, the faster the sword speed is, the harder it is to master the trajectory. If Jiang Fengfeng's sword qi is a little more biased, isn't he going to shed blood on the spot?

Poppy ...

Clapped his hands, Jiang Fengfeng didn't care: "Forget it, start the second sword."

Hearing the words, the round-faced **** the side hurriedly said, "This time you have to look for some shots and don't hurt the brother."

Jiang Fengfeng laughed: "Rest assured, I am very confident in my swordsmanship and I will definitely not hurt him."

"..."

The lonely teenager had a blue complexion, almost couldn't help but want to swear, and he regretted that he had agreed to the test, but now he has been riding a tiger, and halfway through it means that he is greedy for life and fears death, and can only brace his teeth to survive. Fortunately, there are only two swords left. Shouldn't there be any problems?

Jiang Fengfeng didn't say much, raised his right index finger, aimed at the cold young man, "Second Sword!"

brush!

A sharp air bloomed at the fingertips.

next moment.

A two-foot-long dazzling sword qi appeared in front of the cold and juvenile boy, and a clear crack was torn in the position of his white robe chest on his body.

"what!"

Jun Jun only felt a cold chest, thinking that the sword was scared, and looked carefully, only to see that the clothes on the chest were broken, and he could not help but spit out a long spit, and the moment of life and death made him feel cold in his palms Soaked, feet soft.

"Well, it's biased again. Forget it, whatever."

Jiang Fengfeng gently pursed her lips, raised her index finger again, and opened her red lips lightly. "Take my third sword!"

At the beginning of his speech, the cold and stern teenager's face changed suddenly. The pressure of life and death completely overwhelmed his spiritual will. He could no longer care about his face, ran under his feet, and shot backwards.

boom!

There was a loud noise on the second floor of the restaurant. The cold teenager's body cracked the wall apart and stood up. He hurriedly looked at his body and saw that there was no injury on his body, and then he was relieved.

When he calmed down, the whole restaurant suddenly became terribly quiet. Looking up, the eyes of everyone on the second floor of the restaurant looked at themselves, with a look of surprise, and disdain and smirk.

"Brother ..."

The round-faced girl looked at the cold young boy, pursed her red lips, and wanted to say nothing, after all, she didn't speak.

Jiang Fengfeng retracted his hand, glanced at the cold young boy, smiled softly, and slowly said:

"I have only two swords, and I have not yet issued a third sword. What are you doing?"