Martial Arts Overlord

"Every bite of a mortal, the disciple of the sword tomb is really carved out of a mold, eyes are growing on the head ..."

Luo Feng looked at the round-faced girl, as if she saw Jiang Fengfeng of the past, and couldn't help laughing. Bayi Middle School √ Wen Wang W ★ www ★. 81ｚ く W. √CoM√

"you!"

The round-faced girl also wanted to see Luo Feng panic-stricken. When she saw him suddenly laughed, she immediately thought of the ugly thing that had just happened, her face changed slightly, her teeth gritted her teeth:

"You, a little mortal, dare to make fun of me!"

Luo Feng's brow frowned slightly, so he didn't know why the other party was moody. "When did I make fun of you?"

"You dare to quibble! I will teach you a lesson today!" The round-faced girl drew a finger, and the silver sword under her feet flew into her hand.

"Sister Lin ..."

The white-faced youth just wanted to stop, but the round-faced girl had rushed out to Luo Feng.

"Brother Yuan, let Lin Yin go. It ’s okay to teach this young swordsman, otherwise, everyone else thought we could break into the sword tomb."

"That's right. Let's run for nothing and just watch the show."

"How do you say this boy will fall?"

"His first move was not weak, and he should also be a master in the world. I think it can support five moves."

"Five moves? You look at him too high, although Sister Lin Yin's sword intention has not yet come to pass, but it has reached the level of 80% sword intention at night. I see a maximum of three strokes ..."

"Don't say it, the show is about to begin."

Several disciples next to the sword tomb discussed each other and did not plan to stop it.

Luo Feng heard all these words clearly, his brows gradually frowned.

Although he could not get used to the high attitude of these sword tomb disciples, Jiang Fengfeng and others were all sword tomb disciples. If they hurt people here, Jiang Fengfeng and Su Zhuyun would be in a dilemma. It was also bad for Yue Haitang. The other party hurriedly said:

"Wait a minute! It's all a misunderstanding, I ..."

"Hum, you want to ask for mercy now, it's too late!"

The round-faced girl obviously had no intention of letting Luo Feng go, her eyes were cold, and a volley of swords flew out.

Hum!

The silver magpie sword glowed with layers of cold light, and a blast of sharp air radiated out, turning it into an extremely condensed sword air, shooting at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng urged Tian Yunbu, his figure became illusory, and he moved across a distance of more than ten meters in an instant.

Looking down, Luo Feng glanced at the cracked clothing corner, his eyes cooled down, and he looked at the round-faced girl:

"If you must do it, I will accompany you to the end. But you will regret it at that time!"

Facing Luo Feng's gaze, the round-faced girl froze slightly, a sudden inexplicable chill suddenly formed in her heart, as if Luo Feng was seen through the whole body, her skin was slightly cold.

This feeling, she once appeared in the face of an invincible monster, a fear of danger!

I will be afraid of a mortal swordsman!

Looking back, the round-faced girl showed shame in her eyes, and her teeth suddenly became sharp when she bit her red lips. The silver sword in her hand groaned slightly, and the sword spirit hovering in the air in the vicinity seemed to receive invisible. The influence of strength, trembling slightly, seemed to fly over and merge into her sword.

In the distance, a male disciple at the sword tomb looked a little surprised and said with a smile: "I thought I could look at it for a while, but I didn't expect Lin Shimei to be so anxious that she went all out."

"Bacheng swordsmanship, it seems that the battle has ended here."

"It's boring. I don't know how he came here."

The white-faced youth did not speak, but just looked at Luo Feng.

"You will regret it!"

The round-faced girl glanced at Luo Feng coldly, and the silver sword fluttered. For a moment, the air around them trembled slightly, and the sword trembled, a sword light flew out.

A disciple of the sword tomb said, "Bacheng's swordsmanship has even shown an infinite amount of instant killing swords! Does Lin Shimei have any resentment against this young swordsman?"

Buzz buzz ...

As soon as Jian Qi appeared, the surrounding air came backwards, followed by a slight shock, and suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, a chilling sword sword appeared on the left side of Luo Feng, aimed at Luo Feng's left arm, and beheaded.

Huh!

Luo Feng's left hand was cut off, and then, the figure drifted with the wind, but only the afterimage.

"Hide away, how come!"

Not only the round-faced girls, but several sword tomb disciples watching from a distance also exclaimed.

The immeasurable instant killing sword blessed by Bacheng Sword is, in principle, impossible to have a chance to dodge, but the fact in front of them slaps them.

"Shimei be careful!"

The voice of the white-faced youth sounded, the round-faced girl turned back, and looked up to see Luo Feng's shadow swept up. In those sharp eyes, there was an imposing manner that seemed to pierce the world.

"what!"

The round-faced girl was frightened, exclaimed, and did not dare to resist.

Luo Feng was also really angry at this moment, without any thoughts of pity for Xiangxi.

"Xia Lei meteorite!"

Do it!

The blade was cut off, and the sky was cold and flashing, and the general swordsmanship was merged, as if the real thunder was born, and the turbulence of the sun and the moon penetrated the void and chased the girl with a round face.

Hey!

At this moment, the astonishing edge of the sky soared into the sky, a sword light swept across, and stopped in front of the round-faced girl.

Bang!

The sword and sword light collided together and exploded violently. The sharp air stream radiated in all directions, tearing the air of intangible matter to pieces.

Huh!

The round-faced girl's bodyguard violently trembled, her figure receded backwards, her mouth spit out blood, her skirt and plum blossomed.

Although Dao Jian never directly hit her, the impact of the two overwhelming forces was not what she could resist, especially the general trend and sword meaning, which made her almost unable to keep her spirit. Her sword Intention to these two forces, like crystal, can not withstand a blow, it was crushed in an instant.

Luo Feng had expected that someone would rescue him. He just wanted to give this female disciple a lesson. He never thought about killing people here and didn't try again.

For a while, the weird silence around them, those girls who were still discussing the round-faced girls, who could defeat Luo Feng's sword tomb disciples, looked at Luo Feng with a stun.

From the beginning of the fight to the present, in addition to performing light work and avoiding the sword of the round-faced girl, Luo Feng only made one move from beginning to end.

Real defeat to the enemy!

brush!

The sound of the breaking wind sounded, and a figure appeared in front of the round-faced girl, a white-faced young man known as the original brother.

She looked at the round-faced girl and saw that her injury was not serious. The white-faced youth breathed a sigh of relief, and looked back at Luo Feng, her eyes were cold. "Such a fierce shot, why don't you know where you are?"

Luo Feng sneered: "Of course I know. However, I want to ask, what would you do if someone wanted to kill you?"