Martial Arts Overlord

Huh! Huh!

Above the sea of ​​clouds, the three silhouettes flew forward, and the mountains swept across from beneath the three, like a phantom, a distance of thousands of kilometers. Eight ?? One? Chinese network W = W ≠ W≈. ≈8 = 1 ≠ Ｚ = W≥. ≥COM

Behind the three, more than a dozen people came after him, one by one, the real yuan fluctuated strongly, the momentum was huge, and they all seemed to be Yuanyuan's power!

Huh!

The sea of ​​clouds was torn, and a fiery red sword-like gas penetrated through the void, like a poisonous snake, and flew towards the three Luo Feng, which were avoided by the three dangerously.

"Damn, these guys don't seem to be after us, and don't give up! When I become a holy land gatekeeper, he will revenge in the future!"

Avoiding the red sword spirit, Tian Chong looked at the figure behind him, his face was gloomy, his tone full of murderous spirit.

After the meteorite gun was beheaded, the three flew for hundreds of miles, but these martial arts chased after each other, as if they had bone marrow, and Tian Chong's temper was no matter how good, at this moment there was also anger in his heart.

"Three friends, please stay away. We just have something to ask you." One of the dozen people, a beard with a rosy complexion and a rosy face, opened his mouth and contained the voice of the true Yuan. Come.

"Fart you!"

Tian Chong was burning in anger. When he heard the other party's words, he immediately scolded him. If he didn't know that he was not strong enough, he might have turned and killed the past.

This old man's real yuan fluctuated, surging and surging. It is the seventh great power of the Yuanhai state. He usually walks in rivers and lakes and is highly respected. At this moment, Tian Chong yelled and scolded him.

"Little friendly and big temper. In this case, I have to ask you to stop."

The old man said indifferently, there was a strong blue light on the palm of his hand, and with the press of his palm, the blue light soared immediately, turning into a blue tornado, raging to the three Luo Feng with lightning.

Bang Bang Bang Bang ...

The blue tornado is hundreds of meters high and ten meters thick. It is like a mad dragon raging in the sky. It has been pointed out along the way that the clouds have been torn apart and shattered.

"cut!"

Luo Feng seemed to have eyes behind him, without turning his head, he slashed directly behind him.

Huh!

The straight sword flickered in the void, and the cyan hurricane was split open and dissipated invisible.

Glancing at everyone behind him, Luo Feng frowned slightly, and said, "It seems impossible to get rid of them."

"What to do. There are thousands of miles away from Jingyun City. We can't stay there until then ..."

Tian Chong's face was solemn.

Jingyun City is the site of this sacred place assessment. It is Jingyun City, the imperial city of the split cloud dynasty. Only when they get there can they be safe.

"We don't have to run away," Luo Feng said.

"No need to escape? Don't you think !!!"

Tian Chong first glanced at him, and then his eyes were shocked, and he glanced behind him, saying:

"This ... this ... no ... no ... it's not easy. These people are all Yuanhaijing powerful, and their cultivation is not low. I know the old man who spoke just now. He is called Fengyin Elderly and is in the area of ​​Wuyun City. A veteran Yuan Haijing Power, has been repaired to be the seventh middle stage of Yuan Haijing! In addition to him, I am afraid there are other Yuan Haijing powers in the late period. "

People who have been cultivated for a long time have been thrown away, and those who can chase here are not simple. Among them, there are several masters with famous names and surnames, and many of them have great power in the late Yuan Haijing.

Luo Feng is very strong, but in the end it's just the sixth middle stage of Yuanhai Realm, and he has to fight with so many strong ...

Tian Chong originally wanted to say it was impossible, but he felt that it was too pretentious, to build up the spirit of others, and it was not easy to change his mouth.

Luo Feng looked calm and nodded: "In addition to this Fengyin old man, there are indeed other great powers in the Yuan Haijing period. One is the power in the early seventh stage of Yuan Haijing, and the other is the middle power in the seventh stage of Yuan Haijing."

"So, there are three great powers in Yuan Haijing!"

Tian Chong was stunned.

Huh!

At this time, there was another blast of sword qi, accompanied by a huge pillar of wind that was grounded in the sky.

"We have no choice! Let's go."

Luo Feng's eyes flashed, and the figure flew down and landed on a mountain peak.

He has never shot. First, he does not know how many masters sent by Wolf Demon have been pursuing him. He was worried that the entanglement was too long, which led to the masters of Wolf Demon behind the scenes. If Yinyue Greed Wolf appeared in person, ten of him would not be enough dead.

He also doesn't like killing people.

However, at this step, he had no choice.

In order to have more dreams at night, the best way is to completely solve these people behind.

Xuelian Hetian Chong landed beside Luo Feng.

"Luo Feng, I will fight with you!"

Tian Chong was originally a person who was not afraid of the sky and the ground, and immediately saw Luo Feng's fearless look. He was aroused with blood and zeal. He pulled out his sword, urged mystery, and thunder was raging on his body.

Brush brush brush brush brush ...

The sound of breaking air sounded, and nearly twenty people appeared one after another around the mountain peak, standing in the air in emptiness, staring at the three of Luo Feng with anxiety.

"Giggle, it seems that you also know that it is futile to continue to escape," smiled an enchanting female swordsman.

Luo Feng calmly said: "Why do we escape."

The female swordsman stunned her lips and immediately smiled: "The momentum is good, my sister appreciates your courage a bit. However, as a senior, I have to remind you that sometimes you should bow your head, otherwise you will only lose. Yourself. "

"Really, but I don't think so."

"Without further ado!"

A burly middle-aged warrior with a shirtless upper body and a face of purple gold stared at the three Luo Feng with a gleaming gaze, and said, "Three of you, come with me!"

This middle-aged warrior is exactly one of the three powers in the late Yuanhai Realm. Like the Fengyin old man next to He Tongyan, he is in the seventh middle stage of Yuanhai Realm.

"slow!"

After the middle-aged warrior's words just came out, a Tsing Yi swordsman about 30 years old stood out, squinting and smiling, "Lion, we have been chasing for so long for so many people, you just have to take them three words. Man, this is not good. "

Behind the swordsman in Tsing Yi, he was followed by several warriors who also wore Tsing Yi, guarding him in the middle, apparently from the same force.

The middle-aged warrior glanced at the Qingyi swordsman, a pair of thick eyebrows wrinkled fiercely, and sneered: "Qinglin swordsman, why do you think you have joined the Qingshan Gate, and you think you have a big backer, you can stop putting me in your eyes. Let me tell you, I'm not afraid of any shit. Qingshanmen. If you have the strength, if you feel wrong, I don't mind to discuss with you, you can also go together. See how I squeezed these rotten watermelons behind you one by one. "

The middle-aged warrior was fierce. When he spoke, his body shuddered, and a fierce force swept out. The vast blood made him stand in the blood like a humanoid beast.

The swordsman in Tsing Yi was said to be red and white for a while. The soldiers behind him in Tsing Yi were all angry, and the old man next to him suddenly spoke.

"A good sentence is the strongest. A strong lion, it seems that you are going to challenge everyone here." The old man immediately made the middle-aged warrior's face sink.

Although arrogant, he is not stupid.

No matter how strong he is, it is not possible to challenge the nearly twenty Yuanhaijing powers at the same time, not to mention that the combat power of the old man and the Tsing Yi swordsman is not much worse than him.

"Old Fengyin, do you want to fight me?" The middle-aged warrior flashed a cold light.

The old man smiled with a good old man, and he laughed, "No, no. I am an old man who has long disliked beating and killing, but he is just a good old man, and he makes money."

"Well, don't pretend to be in front of me. I know everything you do on the rivers and lakes."

The middle-aged warrior watched the old man with vigilance. Among the nearly twenty Yuanhaijing powers here, even if he was a Tsing Yi swordsman entering Qinglin Gate, he was not afraid. The wind-hide old man had to beware of him. This person looked with a smile on his face, as if humans and animals were harmless, but with insidious and fierce bones in his bones, he relied on conspiracy and tricks and killed many masters. He is a real villain with a knife in his smile!

"Since ancient times, wealth has been reserved for those who are capable. Since you don't agree, see the truth in your hand! The winner can take them away."

The middle-aged warrior said indifferently, looking at the Tsing Yi swordsman, "Dare you dare?"

The Tsing Yi swordsman looked blue and purple, and said angrily, "What dare not!"

"You don't have to fight, you will all die here anyway."

At the sight of a battle, a clear voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone looked sideways and saw that the person who spoke was Luo Feng. They were all surprised, but no one appreciated his words.

The middle-aged warrior was rushing to the crown in anger and drank, "Boy, there is no place for you to talk to now. Get out of here, wait for me to clean up this guy, and come to care about you."

When speaking, the middle-aged warrior was very turbulent, with a pair of tiger eyes, staring at the swordsman in Tsing Yi, stepping on the air in one step, and humming coldly: "I haven't seen it in three years, let me see if you can hold a few tricks in my hands. . "

"It's not necessarily who can laugh until the end."

The Tsing Yi swordsman also sneered, and with a sigh, the sword came out of the sheath, and a layer of clear sword light filled the air.

Everyone was watching the two nervously.

Luo Fengke didn't have the patience to wait for them to continue the arguing. Seeing that everyone's attention was on the arguing two, he sneered: "It seems that you have not understood what I mean. Then ..."

Bear!

Decided to fight, Luo Feng directly urged Demon Form, an extremely fierce demon fire rushed from him, shaking the void.

"what!"

"what happened."

"This kid!"

"not good!"

At this moment, the middle-aged warrior, the Tsing Yi swordsman, the old man, and all the Yuan Haijing powers present, even Tian Chong, all changed their face in an instant.

"Crazy Thunder crashes!"

During the operation of demon form, Luo Feng stood in the midst of a demon fire, with an imposing force, as if a **** **** of war, and the thunder mood spread from the **** sky, splitting forward with a knife.

Add more things, I remember. I have to write a big scene recently, which is not easy to write. Will definitely add more.

(End of this chapter)