Martial Arts Overlord Chapter 434: Zhan Duan Mu Lei

The strong wind was raging in the restaurant, and the invisible blade light shrouded Luo Feng like a storm.

Luo Feng has already released his soul power, and all the changes around him are clearly reflected in his mind. Tenglong stepped to the limit, his figure shuttled between the turbulent blades.

Swipe it...

The sharp sound of breaking wind continued to ravage, and the space around Luo Feng, the walls of tables and chairs, were all ripped apart by the knife, and there was no one inch intact.

Luo Feng has sharp eyes, and his figure shuttles between the dense light of the knife, but he is unharmed.

"So strong!"

Including the four subordinates of Duan Mulei and the people in the restaurant, they were shocked and dumbfounded by the scene before them.

Duan Mulei's attack is invisible and invisible, and the interval between the appearance of each knife light is very small, almost negligible. In the face of such an attack, ordinary people may have been in a hurry and be divided by chaotic blades.

Everyone couldn't believe how the young man in front of him was completely unscathed in such an attack.

"What kind of light martial arts does this kid cultivate, how can he be so fast!"

Duan Mulei was shocked. He used the trick of chasing the wind without a shadow. He thought he would definitely win, but he didn't expect that he didn't even touch the corner of the opponent's clothes.

"I don't believe it, your speed can be faster than my clone without shadow!"

Duan Mulei's face was gloomy, staring at Luo Feng, his aura grew stronger and stronger, and the invisible blade light seemed to turn into a net of swords, blocking all the space in front of him.

Luo Feng's soul power was released, and every time he was able to avoid the slash of the knife light in advance, he staggered five steps in front of Duanmu Lei.

"Break it for me!"

With a cold drink, Luo Feng's right fist burst into red light, and he blasted out with a punch and took Duanmu Lei directly.

"A strong boxing technique!"

Before the fist gang approached, Duan Mulei's hairs all over his body were irritated and exploded. His eyes changed, and a few knife lights appeared in front of him without warning, blocking the fist gang.

Boom!

The intense flames bloomed, and the whole restaurant trembles slightly, the cracking sound rang, and several blades of blades shattered immediately.

"Want to break my avatar Wuyingzhang, wishful thinking! Wuyingzhang!"

Duan Mulei's face was gloomy, his eyes flickered, he shouted, and his eyes burst into cold light.

Hey!

Without warning, the air behind Luo Feng separated automatically, and a huge sword light measuring several feet long was slashed in the air, as fast as thunder and lightning, and only after shaking, he arrived behind Luo Feng.

Hey!

The light of the knife flashed, and a huge crack appeared on the floor of the restaurant. Half of the floor of the restaurant collapsed. There was a knife mark several meters deep on the first floor.

"Hahahaha... I dare to be arrogant in front of me, Duanmulei, I really know how to live and die! No matter how fast you are, you can't beat my clone without shadow!"

Duan Mulei looked at the huge knife marks on the ground, and laughed triumphantly, and the depressed mood of just love was wiped out.

The gangsters nearby, looking at the mess in front of them, looked at each other. The blade light just now made them feel a deep chill.

"You seem to be happy too soon."

Duan Mulei's laughter had not disappeared, and a flat voice suddenly sounded nearby.

Duan Mulei's face became stiff, and he turned his head and looked around. Luo Feng had been standing ten steps away for some unknown time. The knife just now didn't hurt the opponent at all.

"How do you..."

Duan Mulei's words of surprise have not yet been spoken, and a figure suddenly enlarged rapidly in his pupils.

Luo Feng swept to Duan Mulei's body step by step, and blasted out a punch.

Boom!

In a hurry, Duan Mulei took the blow abruptly, and his figure exploded again and again, spouting a big mouthful of blood.

"You are looking for death!"

Duan Mulei's eyes were red, and he roared, and waved his palm to Luo Feng.

Luo Feng stood there still, his eyes surprisingly calm, his steps suddenly slammed on the ground.

The surrounding air seems to be boiling, a transparent ripple visible to the naked eye radiating to the surroundings.

Boom!

The ripple reached five meters in front of Duan Mulei, and suddenly burst open, leaving a big hole in the floor.

"What's the matter?" The martial artists in the surrounding rivers and lakes were shocked, not knowing what happened just now. Why did Duan Mulei's attack not appear, but a big hole was blasted through the ground instead.

Luo Feng calmly looked at Duan Mulei and said, "If I guess right, your clone shadow cut is to hide your vitality in the ground, and then attack by surprise. As long as you break this connection, the attack will be natural. No longer exists. Am I right?"

"It turned out to be like this."

"It's no wonder that Duanmu Lei clearly attacked from the front, but the knife light appeared behind."

"Strange, it seems that this person also saw Duanmulei's clone shadow cut for the first time. How did he know the weakness of this martial arts?"

The warriors of the rivers and lakes nearby showed different colors, and they were amazed.

Duan Mulei's face was stiff, and the reason why the clone Shadow Slash was so powerful was precisely because of its unexpected attack. Unexpectedly, the mystery was revealed by the opponent in public.

"Boy, you don't want to leave here alive today. Don't you think that I only have a unique trick to do this?"

Duan Mulei smiled coldly, his right hand slowly clenched, and the joints rubbed and made a creaking sound, as if it was not made of flesh and blood, but of steel.

"Cracking Gold Fist!"

Boom!

With a punch, the air in front of Duan Mulei trembled violently, squeezed into a transparent film, and squeezed it towards Luo Feng.

Luo Feng stood on the spot, never retreating or avoiding. Duan Mulei's gold cracking fist was also a fierce fist, but it was not worth mentioning compared with the Bahuang Bayan fist.

"Ba Yan returns to the wind!"

Seeing the fist gang approaching, Luo Feng stepped out with a bright red light burst out of his right fist, whizzing out with bursts of sonic booms.

Boom...

There was a thunderous sound, and only the red color was left in the eyes of everyone nearby. The whole restaurant was completely boiling, the surrounding crackling noises, the walls cracking, the floor and the table cracking to pieces.

"Ah!"

In the crowd, screams came out, and a figure spurted blood and flew out, smashing several tables and chairs one after another.

Everything was calm, everyone saw the surrounding situation clearly, their eyes widened, and their faces were incredible.

The figure who vomited blood just now was not someone else but Duan Mulei. At this moment, the brocade clothes on his body were completely torn apart, and he was lying on the ground, with bright red blood flowing from his arms and corners of his mouth, embarrassed and miserable.

"Duan Mulei was defeated."

"This person is also the late stage cultivation base of the Nine-layer Heavenly Court Realm. Moreover, his boxing is domineering and mighty, at least the Xuan-level low-grade martial arts!"

"Looking at his age, he is estimated to be less than eighteen years old. What a genius."

"I don't know who he is, we Liuyunling, there is such a powerful character?"

Looking at the extremely embarrassed Duan Mulei on the ground, there was an uproar around him, and they were all shocked by the unexpected ending.

"The son!"

The four Tsing Yi warriors were shocked and rushed to Duan Mulei's side, not daring to look at Luo Feng at all.

Four warriors in Tsing Yi helped Duan Mulei from the ground.

wiping a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth, Duan Mulei looked at Luo Feng with a gloomy face, and said grimly: "Boy, you have a kind! Wait and see, today's things won't be the same."

Duan Mulei was not hurt too badly, it was just the shame in his heart that made him crazily, and he couldn't wait to attack Luo Feng immediately.

"Get out!"

Luo Feng glanced at a few people, and their indifferent voice made their hearts jump.

With only one day left until Duanmu Xiao’s 40th birthday, Luo Feng didn’t want to make things uncontrollable today, so he deliberately showed mercy, otherwise, Duanmu Lei would have his life.

"Master, let's go."

Four warriors in Tsing Yi were afraid that Duan Mulei would say something cruel, angering Luo Feng, and hurriedly led Duan Mulei to leave the restaurant.

The nearby warriors looked at the embarrassed figures, and their faces showed sarcasm.

"Let you live one more day."

Luo Feng watched Duanmulei leave and shook his head. At this moment, a kind warrior next to him reminded: "This young man, leave here soon. Duanmulei's father belongs to the Duanmu family. The eldest brother Duanmuya, he has a very high status in the Duanmu family. If you hurt him this time, the Duanmu family will never let go. If you continue to stay here, I am afraid that there will be a disaster."

"Well, thanks for the reminder, I will leave Heishan Town soon." Luo Feng clasped his fists in gratitude. He also didn't want to go to war with Duanmu's family today.

A word of thanks, Luo Feng left the restaurant on the table next to the silver liang for repairing the restaurant and left the restaurant.

Outside the town of Heishan, several galloping horses galloped towards Qingmu Peak.

These people were murderous, and the head of them was bloodied and their eyes were fierce. It was Duan Mulei who had suffered a big loss in Luo Feng's hands just now.

"Damn it! If I don't kill this person personally, I swear Duanmulei will not be a human being!"

Thinking of the young figure wearing the mask, Duan Mulei gritted his teeth with hatred. Near him is the elder of the Twelve Golden Palace, who has always been superior before others, and has never been as embarrassed as today.

"Master. Wait!"

A warrior in Tsing Yi stopped his horse suddenly.

Duan Mulei wanted to dare to return to Qingmu Peak as soon as possible and find someone to avenge him. He frowned and said: "What's the matter?"

The Tsing Yi martial artist hesitated for a moment and said: "My son, that man is so young and so real~IndoMTL.com~Will he be the boy who killed the elder Cang Xuan?"

"Yeah! He also deliberately wore a mask to hide his face. He seemed to be worried about being recognized. It must be him!" The other Tsing Yi warriors also suddenly realized.

"That kid, really weird."

Duan Mulei raised his eyebrows, glanced in the direction of Heishan Town, and said to several Tsing Yi martial artists: "You stay, pay attention to that kid's whereabouts, I will quickly return to Qingmu Peak and call the family master to come! Today, I must get his first level!"

"With this great achievement, the position of the head of the family is the son of no one. We congratulate son in advance!" Several Tsing Yi martial artists congratulated and slapped Duanmu Lei.

Duan Mulei laughed. He didn't expect that he was so lucky. He was so lucky to find that kid's whereabouts. The depression in his heart was swept away. Benefits."

"Thank you, son." The four Tsing Yi warriors were overjoyed.

"Go on, watch that kid for me. I'll be back in half a day." Duan Mulei commanded, turned his horse's head, and left.