Martial Arts Overlord Chapter 1291: Cao and No.

Bang...

Yang Wan'er waved her hand, the flame swept across the valley, and a hot wind blew across the valley. The astonishing cold moon sword energy was instantly burned out and restored to pure heaven and earth vitality.

"The cold moon and blue sky is the ultimate move of the Heavenly Girl Hanyue Sword, so it was so easily blocked by Yang Wan'er." Someone exclaimed in the audience.

Most people have the same mind, but no one talks about it. They all gather to watch the two people facing each other on the platform, worrying about missing the wonderful moment when they are talking.

"Fengyue turns sharply!"

Seeing that the killer move was broken, Feixueyan was a little impatient, and gave a soft drink, her figure lightly spinning halfway in the air, and the Ling Snake Sword in her hand chopped out in the air.

Hey!

A huge cold moon sword aura, piercing the void, with the awe-inspiring cold aura that freezes everything, cut Xiangyang Wan'er's left arm.

"Broken!"

Yang Wan'er turned her gaze and shook her hand towards the void. The raging flame around her turned into a giant flame hand, directly grabbing Leng Yue's sword energy and burning it into nothingness.

"Daluo Burning Palm!"

Ben Mie Leng Yue’s sword energy, Yang Wan'er did not stop, stepping out in one step, her slender jade-like right hand turned into a vertical palm, and shot out with a volley.

Om!

The flames skyrocketed, the dazzling light was so bright that human eyes could not look directly, and a red horse swept across the platform.

Boom!

The frozen water on the side of Feixueyan melted in an instant, bursting into a shocking water wave, and then, the whole valley began to drift heavy rain, hitting Feixueyan’s bodyguard, with a crackling crispness. sound.

Looking to the side, Feixueyan took a breath.

On the platform next to her, there was a dent several meters wide, extending to the edge of the platform, and the ground inside was charred, and there was still some scarlet red in some places.

"I admit defeat."

Withdrawing her gaze, Feixueyan simply gave up her plan to continue to shoot.

"The cold moon and blue sky just now can break my Nine Sun Celestial Luo, your goddess Hanyue Sword should have been completed." The Nine Sun Fen Demon clothing on Yang Wan'er gradually gathered and smiled.

Fei Xueyan inserted the Lingsnake Sword back into the scabbard and shook her head, "There is still a little distance from Dacheng. It can defeat your Nine Sun Tianluo. Half the credit is because of this Lingsnake Sword. There is no help from outside. , I definitely can't stop the blow of Jiuyang Tianluo."

"Don't be humble, I can beat you, also with the help of external forces."

Yang Wan'er is naturally referring to the ancient fierce fire ‘Emperor Heart Burning Tianyan’. If it weren’t for Emperor Heart Burning Tianyan, she would surpass Feixueyan and would not be so easy.

Fei Xueyan thought of the terrifying coercion just now, and secretly said: That is not a simple external force...

"Wan'er displayed the Crystal Palace, and her strength has almost increased to a great level, enough to compete with the warriors of the second stage of the True Primal Stage. It's just that the breath of the Crystal Palace is too evil and domineering, I hope not What adverse effects will it cause..."

Luo Feng looked at Yang Wan'er who swept down the platform, thinking of the strange aura hidden in the crystal palace, his thoughts flickered.

"South Liuling is really talented this year. One Luo Feng, who broke through the late stage of the triple stage of the True Origin Realm at a young age, has a cultivation base and far surpasses the young talents of the other twelve golden palaces. This Yang Wan'er easily defeated Feixueyan again. It seems that she has not yet exerted her full strength. The potential is amazing and her future achievements will be limitless."

"In the previous few North-South Martial Arts Conferences, all the talents of the Northern Six-Leaders were the only leaders. This year, the Southern Six-Leaders have turned their backs."

"This is too early to say. The North-South Contest is mainly a battle between the first wing tiger and the first new dragon. The front is just an appetizer, and the main course is the confrontation between Luo Feng and Cao Li in the back."

"Yes, I don't know who can win."

"From the perspective of cultivation, Luo Feng has a better chance of winning, but Cao Li and Jian Wuji had only two moves to determine the outcome, and the strength was equally unfathomable. A genius of this level, one or two levels of cultivation Because of the gap, it is still impossible to determine the outcome. In the end, who is better, you have to fight a game to know."

As the duel between Feixueyan and Yang Wan'er ended, the atmosphere in the entire valley became more and more popular, and I couldn't wait to see the duel between Luo Feng and Cao Li.

The same was true for the young masters of the Twelve Golden Palace present. After Yang Wan'er and the two stepped down, no one came up to challenge them after a while.

Shui Linglong knows that it is almost done, flies up on the platform, smiles and said: "Since no one challenges anymore, that's the end of the performance. Next is the official North-South Martial Art Conference."

"Shui Linglong, we can't wait, let's get started."

"Yes, time waits for no one."

Hearing Shui Linglong's words, someone in the audience could not wait to shout.

Shui Linglong smiled slightly and stopped talking nonsense, and announced: "The North-South Martial Arts Conference has officially started, and the first wing tiger from the North Six leaders and the first new dragon from the South Six leaders are invited to come to power."

Boom!

As soon as the voice fell, a huge sound wave rose into the sky, shaking the entire valley humming, and countless eager eyes were projected on Luo Feng and Cao Li respectively.

"Luo Feng!"

"Brother Luo Feng, come on!"

As Luo Feng stood up from his seat, the nearby disciples of the Golden Temple of Nanliu Ling immediately shouted with excitement; the masters of the Golden Temple and the heroes of the rivers and lakes of the Nanliu Ling, as well as Yang Wan'er, Lin Hongyi, and Yue Haitang These ten new dragons also cast their eyes on here one after another, showing eagerness.

In this battle, Luo Feng is not only representing an individual, nor is it Linglong Palace, but the six golden palaces of the Southern Six Leaders. It is about the honor and disgrace of the entire Southern Six Leaders. No one does not care.

"Jian Wuji, you said this battle, who of them can win?"

Yu Bufan withdrew his gaze from Luo Feng, and couldn't help but face Jian Wuji.

Jian Wuji had a cold expression and said coldly: "If you have a match, you will know it naturally, so why bother to speculate."

Jian Wuji is also very contradictory at the moment~ IndoMTL.com~ He was defeated by Cao Li with two tricks, and he lost his face in front of everyone. Naturally, he hoped that Luo Feng could help him to teach him a lesson; but he was the number one in the past. Xinlong also didn't want Luo Feng to dominate and show off.

After eating closed doors, Yu Bufan gave a wry smile, turned around and asked Yang Wan'er: "Yang Wan'er, what do you think?"

"Naturally it is Luo Feng." Yang Wan'er smiled sweetly without any hesitation.

In the eyes of everyone, Luo Feng and Cao Li both appeared on the platform, and the entire valley immediately became quiet.

Cao Li holds a long spear, short hair is upside down, and he wears a purple-edged fire-print jersey on his body. His straight figure is exposed and domineering. There is a look of gaze in the world.

Swipe!

The spear swept across the void, Cao Li pierced Luo Feng with his eyes, and smiled proudly: "We don't need to introduce ourselves anymore."

"We have already said hello the last time we met."

Luo Feng nodded, drew out the Emperor Yan Potian Sword, the blade pointed, and said: "Make a move."