Martial Arts Overlord

"The situation has changed!"

Hearing Feng Lingyao's words, everyone present was frowning.

Wu Song's senior middle-aged man asked: "What happened?"

Wu Fengling Yao picked up a piece of falling illusion petals and said, "Some disciples found the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect and the whereabouts of the underground monsters at the border of the Blue Mountains."

"Blue Mountain Country ... Isn't that far from here? Is it the Demon Sect and the Underworld Demon that have joined together to invade our territory?" Tall middle-aged man frowned.

"It's not that serious."

Wu Fengling Yao shook his head. "The total number of Demon disciples and underground monsters who entered the territory of the Blue Mountains was only tens of thousands. According to information, other demons did not have much movement."

Qingyunmen's beautiful woman frowned, "Presumably it was the Seven Killing Devil. It was not enough to slaughter several cities last time, and now he has to make a comeback. It seems that he can't wait to restore his strength and wants to slaughter the city. It ’s a **** crime to make blood. ”

The masked humanity of Phantom Gate: "The Seven Killing Demon King was originally a man who killed and entered the Tao. He was a foe. Moreover, he and the queen were originally enemies. Now, the queen has a strange encounter at a hundred-year grand event. In one fell swoop, he was defeated fiercely, and backfired by magic, and he would certainly find ways to get revenge and get the secret from the queen to break the century-old situation. "

The masked man glanced at Feng Lingyao when he spoke.

Wu Fengling Yao looked dull and without waves.

"Humph!"

A loud humming sounded, and the whole square blew a strong wind formed by the intention of killing. The Tsing Yi swordsman who had been holding his hands beside him with eyes closed and opened his eyes opened coldly:

"A demon is just outside. I will hate it under my sword sooner or later! Now that you know the purpose of these demons, you can smash them. The Blue Mountains are only tens of thousands of miles away, and at our speed, we can arrive in half a day. , Who do you take a trip. "

Tsing Yi swordsman is one of the nine holy places. The true sword disciple of Tianjianmen, in terms of identity, is more than ten people present, all are true disciples, everyone is equal, but when he speaks, he reveals a condescending taste.

Wu Song's tall and middle-aged man frowned and was about to open his mouth. Feng Lingyao's voice sounded first.

"This sacred place has been arranged. According to the information returned by the disciples, there are not many masters of the Mozong disciples who invaded the Blue Mountains this time. There are only two or three masters of the magic general level. They decided to let the disciples, Zhenyuan Warriors above the border went to the Blue Mountains to resolve the crisis. "

"Let the apprentices go?"

Xu Wenyan said that everyone was surprised.

She Qingyunmen's beautiful woman said, "Will this be too risky. Although these national talents are good, many people may not have experienced such deaths, and rashly let them ..."

"No, I agree."

Song Wumen's middle-aged and middle-aged man groaned and said, "The current situation is no longer the same as before. The demons of the Evil Eyes are resurrected, the covenant of the Dragon Mountain is broken, and the forces of the Dongling Demon Clan and the North Sea are all moving. The entire Zhenwu continent also has frequent visions. You should all be clear about this. "

Gao Dazhong middle-aged looked up at everyone and said, "There is no time now for these disciples to make flowers in the greenhouse and let them grow up slowly. These are things that they will soon experience. There is no doubt that it is that moment. "

Everyone was silent.

Why would they not know the changes in Zhenwu's mainland?

The Demon's Eye tribe appeared as the awakening of the eye of God, and revived; the covenant of the Longshan Mountain was broken; the holy spirit appeared in the North Sea waters, which led to successive battles among the major forces; the powerful men of all parties were born ...

It is foreseeable that in the near future, the entire Zhenwu continent will become a cruel world in which the weak are eliminated and the strong survive.

Wu Fengling Yao gently took a breath, and looked at Vientiane Tower, slowly said:

"They just entered the Vientiane Tower. Maybe it's all because of it ..."

Vientiane Tower.

When I entered the gate of the Vientiane Tower, Luo Feng's eyes were suddenly filled with strong white light, which made people's eyes unable to see. Immediately, the right foot was on the ground.

Huh!

I still haven't seen the scene in front of me, and a sound of wind breaking is sounding beside me.

Luo Feng's heart twitched. He was familiar with this voice. This was the tearing sound of the blade cutting the air!

Frowning, frowning, Luo Feng fisted with five fingers, punched with a strong fire, and banged in the direction of the sound.

Boom!

The air burst, and a shadow was blown out by Luo Feng's punch.

"Be careful." As a reminder, Luo Feng didn't feel the breath of Yang Waner and others. Looking around, he didn't see the figure of Yang Waner and others, and guessed that they were separated by each other.

Only then did Luo Feng see the scene in front of him clearly.

Behind him is a huge white light curtain, which should be the barrier of the Vientiane Tower, surrounded by a barren desert, and a huge pillar of light rising up into the sky, which should be the exit.

And what he just flew out of was a skeleton holding a bone knife in his hand, struggling to get up from the ground.

"The Seventh Stage of the Real Yuan Realm ..."

Luo Luofeng noticed that the breath emitted by the skull, just like him, turned out to be the seventh stage of Yuanhai Realm.

Huh!

The skeletal body came together and flew forward at an incredible speed. The bone knife in his hand sent out a strong bloodlight and chopped it towards Luo Feng.

"It seems that to pass the test, you must defeat you."

Luo Luofeng's eyes flashed brilliantly, pulling out the bleeding sky, taking a step forward, and the sword edge entangled with three tyrants.

"Three Canglei Devil!"

With a sigh of coldness, Luo Feng spurted out a strong thunder gas, and slashed it down. On the blade's edge, three huge thunder blades like hills burst out, rolling down all the way with the earth-shattering momentum, covering the kilometer range in front.

Boom!

The thunderous thunder erupted, and on the earth, there were three huge kilometer-long cuts, fan-shaped, extending all the way, and the skeletons in the range were directly worn out into a fragment of bone.

"Although it is only a top-grade knife, the power is good."

Luo Luofeng glanced at the cut on the ground, exhaled, and nodded slightly.

What he did was to get ‘Cang Lei Guan Yun Dao’ in the Zhenwu Stele.

Now it ’s just the second round of holy land assessment, and he has no intention of competing for any ranking. In this Vientiane Tower, there is no need to consider destructiveness, and he is the only one who can just use it to sharpen the sword. By the way, he will get it in the Zhenwu Monument and digest it. Into something that really belongs to you.

Although most of the skills he received were swordsmanship, Luo Feng is not a paranoid person. He will thoroughly understand the skills and mood in these skills, and will definitely improve his strength. At least in the future, when dealing with master swordsmen, he can A lot of calm.

Hey ...

Luo Luofeng was thinking. Suddenly, the entire desert began to oscillate, the sand layers kept rolling, and the air was boiling. The whole world seemed to be distorted.

With the sound of skeletal friction, one skull continued to struggle from the ground, one, ten, a hundred, a thousand ...

When I looked away, the whole desert was full of skeletons, and the scene was like a white ocean.

"Hey, although knowing the test of the third level, it won't be that simple, but the amount is too exaggerated ..."

Looking at the boundless ocean of skeletons, Luo Feng's eyes could not help showing a touch of shock.

Uh ...

At this time, the dozen or so skulls closest to each other launched an attack at the same time. The sword twirled the air flow, forming a red dragon tornado, with a terrible momentum, raging all the way to Luo Feng.

Luo Luofeng has a keen sense, he doesn't even look, he raises his left hand.

Boom!

The red tornado formed by Jian Dao Jin was cut in Luo Feng's left hand at once, pressing him back all the way.

Luo Feng sneered, with five fingers, a slam, the air violently vibrated, and the red tornado was pinched by him. The broken wind broke the surrounding ground and cut clear cracks.

"Everything is the seventh realm of Yuan Haijing ..."

She shook her left hand, and Luo Feng glanced around, twirling a smile at the corner of his mouth, saying, "Just be my opponent, I will play with you!"

Boom!

The utterances of the words fell, which belonged to the mighty power of the seventh stage of Yuan Haijing. From Luo Feng, it broke out completely. The terrible true Yuan fluctuated, forming a violent wind, blowing the nearby skeletons.

"Cut!"

In his mind, he remembered the situation in the Zhenwu Monument, and realized the unparalleled situation. Luo Feng held up the sky of the blood, replaced the sword with a sword, and guarded the **** with the intention.

Boom!

The blade disappeared instantly, a circle of substantially transparent ripples rushed out with Luo Feng as the center, and the ground was cracked into a spider web-like horror fissure, covering a range of hundreds of meters, with twenty or thirty skulls within the range, directly Zhenfei was disintegrated.

brush!

Without stopping, Luo Feng flashed and rushed towards the ocean of skulls.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The sound of gurgling sounds continued, and Luo Feng, like a sharp blade, plunged straight into the ocean of skulls.

Between heaven and earth, the sword light flickers continuously, such as a thunderstorm over nine days, such as a volcanic eruption, such as the spring breeze and rain, such as the autumn wind. The angle and trajectory of each knife are different, and the artistic conception is different, but common sense can be felt from each knife : That's an unstoppable trend of lore, encountering God to kill God, encountering demon to kill Demon.

A skull continued to fall, turning into a broken bone, and a new skull was added immediately.

If you look down from the sky, you can see a broken bone road paved with broken bones, which stretches towards a huge beam of light in the distance ...

I was immersed in cultivation. Luo Feng had forgotten time, forgot himself, and forgotten the test. In his heart, there was only the knife in his hand, and various inexperienced instincts.

By the time he returned to God, he was already standing beside a huge beam of light.

"Arrived."

I glanced at the huge beam of light and Luo Feng stopped.

At this time, the surrounding skeletons rushed up again.

Luo Luofeng's pupils became bright and dazzling. It was the color of thunder. His body exudes a thrilling thunderous atmosphere. It seemed to be about to burst out and kill the enemy.

"Crazy Thunder Crashes!"

Boom!

With a slash, the sky and the earth were illuminated by thunder, and nearly a hundred skulls rushing across were instantly swept away, leaving only the dark traces of thunder that had raged on the ground.

"It's done!"

Luo Luofeng spit out a stale gas, his eyes faint.

In this practice, he has gained a lot, and the biggest result is the perfection of the last flaw of the crazy thunderbolt.

This style of top-level sword tricks he realized by himself is finally no longer a semi-finished product!

"It's almost time to go up."

I do not want to delay, Luo Feng stepped out, the figure disappeared into the beam of light.

(End of this chapter)