Martial Arts Overlord

The storm gradually subsided. In the following days, Luo Feng, like everyone else, was looking for the entrance to the mysterious area near the stronghold.

The space that may appear at the entrance to the mystery is dozens of miles away. Luo Feng fully releases his soul power and looks on this land.

At the beginning, Luo Feng didn't notice anything weird, but as his soul power gradually penetrated into this space, it was discovered that this space is extremely unstable and full of various chaos. Some Breath, as if there is no such world, mysterious and mysterious.

After six days in this way, every day someone found a place that might be the entrance to the mystery and attacked, but every time it ended in failure.

The seventh day.

Luo Feng continued to radiate his soul power, searching for the entrance to the mysterious realm.

"what!"

Suddenly, Luo Feng felt an ancient breath from the extremely chaotic breath. This ancient breath is extremely obscure. Under the cover of various breaths, it seems even more illusive. If Luo Feng's soul power is not strong, he will change to ordinary People are likely to ignore it.

"This mystery is rumored to be a gated place in ancient times. Maybe the source of this ancient breath is where the mystery entrance is!"

With this discovery, Luo Feng was shocked by his heart, and immediately concentrated his mind, such as a fish flowing upstream, in pursuit of the traces of ancient atmosphere.

At noon that day.

Hey!

In the sky to the west of the stronghold, the gloomy clouds were cut, and a cyan sword stabbed through the clouds, breaking into the sky, as fast as lightning.

Feeling the movement, Luo Feng, who was following the ancient atmosphere, looked up.

"Another powerhouse of distraction!"

Someone exclaimed in the plain.

The cyan sword cricket's momentum is too scary. Even if they are together for dozens of miles, they can feel the unstoppable edge of the air, like a sword hanging from the heart door.

At this time, the blood monk who had been silent for a while, suddenly burst into his eyes, pulling his sword out of the sheath, a sword has always been cut off.

Hey!

The air vibrated violently, and the blood-red sword-swords stretched for thousands of kilometers. Between the heavens and the earth, a blood-colored light curtain was pulled out, and the strong sword momentum tore the void into a straight black crack.

"Humph!"

A cold humming sounded in the sky, and the volley came a little bit into the sky. The green sword cymbals under his feet shot out directly, causing a burst of thunderous sound, which was appalling.

Dozens of miles away, the blink of an eye passed, and the two sword volleys collided.

With a bang, two swords exploded at the same time, and the sky seemed to have a round of red **** sun and a round of blue sun, respectively. volume.

"That's the Qing Cang swordsman!" Someone recognized the person.

brush!

A flash of blue light, a silhouette separated the chaotic air flow, and landed on the plains. It was the Qing Cang swordsman whom Luo Feng had seen before.

His eyes fell, and his sharp eyes fell on the Bloodbrake Demon, sneer:

"Who is I, Bloodlock Demon? You are here, too."

The blood monk figure rises into the sky, appears opposite the Qing Cang swordsman, and the **** faint sword in his hand picks, expressionless:

"Qing Cang swordsman, the last battle, others interrupted, let you escape, this time you will not be so lucky."

"Haha!"

The Qing Cang swordsman laughed loudly, his breath rolling, "Good breath. Blood brake demon, last time you and I fought, if you were not interrupted, you think you still have a chance to stand here!"

"Qing Cang swordsman and Bloodbrake Demon King are up!"

"The two of them are old enemies. It is said that when they were young, when the Qing Cang swordsman practiced, a friend was killed by the blood monk demon. They would fight every time they met, and they had already fought a battle not long ago. Unfortunately, someone intervened in the middle. , Failed to tell the winner. "

Everyone was very impressed by the battle between the swordsmen of Qing Cang and the blood monk monarch not long ago.

"No more nonsense, a flash of blood!"

The blood brake demon drank a cold drink, and his body was pierced with blood. In the void, he wanted to cut it, and a sword was cut to the Qing Cang swordsman.

woo woo woo woo……

The **** wind danced wildly, a **** sword qi like the long river was born, and the blood on the surface of the qi entangled with blood, condensed various golems, struggling on it, and faintly heard the sound of ghosts crying, confused, and some martial artists heard this , Immediately shrouded in fear, his face turned pale, hurriedly running Zhenyuan to seal his ears.

The Qing Cang swordsman's face did not change, his body was filled with a dark blue brilliance, hovering violently, invisibly, the whole person seemed to be standing in one place with self-respect, looking at the cut-off Blood River Jianqi, his wrists shaking.

"Three breeze!"

Huh!

The sword jumped three times in the market hole, and everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of the sky, and three clear cracks appeared in the sky.

"So smart swordsmanship!"

Luo Feng's eyes flickered. The sword style of the blood monk demon was quite strange and could disturb people's minds, but even more terrible was the sword style of the Qing Cang swordsman.

In the opponent's swordsmanship, there is a strange mood, disordered time and space, that is beyond the ordinary mood, it is likely to be the true meaning, and even his perception is difficult to keep up.

brush!

Qing Cang swordsman splits the chaotic air flow, watching the blood brake demons say:

"You and I don't have to test it again. Come up with the true skills."

"I mean it too!"

Bloodbrake Demon slanted the sword, his pupils glowed with intense blood. Suddenly, a circle of **** ripples rippled in the air, and the horrible real element wave swept out. In the void, two long Kilometers, the **** red evil demon python, a pair of ruby ​​eyes, looked at the Qing Cang swordsman, the murderous power appeared.

Bloodbrake Demon is about to perform a killing trick.

Suddenly, he felt something and stepped back.

Bang!

A dark shadow descended from the sky, as if a huge sword, fiercely split from the blood brake demon and the Qing Cang swordsman, a huge force, on the ground, split a long abyss fissure, and the rubble splashed .

Heiying is a unicorn purple cloud python, with a white and white Qizhuo standing on top of his head.

"Bai Qi!"

Xuecha Demon's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly, "This matter has nothing to do with you. You better not worry about it! I didn't care about you before, but I was not afraid of you."

Bai Qi didn't care, and said lightly, "Stop it. We should all come here for the mystery here, so why not save this energy and find the entrance to the mystery. If you are determined to fight, then I will come to him Opponent. "

Bai Qi noticed that the blood prince on the other side was also eager to move. If the blood monk demon and the Qing Cang swordsman really faced each other here, I am afraid it will become a big dogfight.

"Oh, I've been afraid of snakes since I was a kid. Bloodlock Devil, this time I'll let you take a step."

The Qing Cang swordsman took away the breath and retreated with a smile.

Bloodbrake Demon frowns slightly, although his mouth is not afraid, but he also understands that he has no chance to face Qing Cang swordsman and Bai Qi, although he can join the blood devil Prince of the Black Demon, This murderous maniac, with a secret mind and an unscrupulous principle of doing things, is not a last resort. He does not want to join hands with the other party.

Moreover, whether the other party would agree or not, they do not know yet.

His eyes flickered for a moment, the blood monk demon took the sword into the sheath, and glanced at the Qing Cang swordsman coldly, "We will have a period later!"

When the Qing Cang swordsman didn't hear it, he landed directly on the ground, took out a jug, took a sip, and praised: "Good wine!"

Lin Hongyi was not far away. When she saw the Qing Cang swordsman, she stepped forward and saluted, "Senior."

"Oh? It's you."

The Qing Cang swordsman still remembers Lin Hongyi and laughed: "You have come here. Where are your two other companions?"

Seeing Lin Hongyi's desire to stop talking, the Qing Cang swordsman froze and said, "Is it ... the festival will change smoothly, as a warrior, this kind of thing often happens."

As if evoking some memories, the Qing Cang swordsman sighed in a low voice and muttered, "Sometimes it is good to be an ordinary person."

Lin Hongyi knew that the other party was wrong, and immediately said:

"The seniors have misunderstood, they are safe and sound, but they have encountered some troubles. The seniors said earlier that they were in danger in the market cave, and I can ask you for help. I don't know if this sentence can be done.

Lin Hongyi's purpose is very simple. Now when the enemy is surrounded, when it is necessary, the Qing Cang swordsman has to help.

Qing Cang swordsman laughed: "Oh, little girl, you are not timid, but you talk to me."

"Younger dare not."

"Well, since you are a disciple of Song Wumen, we also have some connections, I will naturally not sit idly by. But after leaving the market cave, you should remember to bring me a few bottles of fine wine." Qing Cang swordsman Road.

"Thank you senior!"

Lin Hongyi was overjoyed, and with the words of the Qing Cang swordsman, Luo Feng could also have an extra guarantee if his identity was revealed.

Luo Feng saw this scene, but his identity as a black **** is not good enough.

For a moment, Lin Hongyi bid farewell to the Qing Cang swordsman and came over.

"What did you say to your predecessor, so happy?" Luo Feng asked.

Lin Hongyi smiled: "Just a little thing. Is there any clue at the entrance to the mystery?"

Luo Feng nodded, "I've got a little brow."

"Really?"

Lin Hongyi's eyes lightened slightly. These days, she is also looking for the entrance to the mysterious land, but she has no clue.

Luo Feng laughed: "It's just my guess, I'm not sure if it's right."

The two talked briefly, and Luo Feng continued to find the entrance to the mystery.

This went on for another three days.

On this day, Luo Feng, as usual, used the power of the soul to trace that ancient breath.

"what!"

Suddenly, Luo Feng felt that the breath of ancient times had become stronger, and his heart was suddenly shocked. He concentrated his mind and explored the source of this ancient breath.

Half an hour later, when Luo Feng felt a little tired, when he was about to recover his soul power, he suddenly found a very fragile space. The ancient breath kept escaping from the inside, making people swaying.

"right here!"