Martial Arts Overlord Chapter 771: Shame!
Boom!
In mid-air, thunder exploded, the thin warrior smashed the sword into pieces with a palm, looking at Luo Feng, his eyes flashed with gloomy cold light.
"Boy, do you dare to kill in front of me. When I catch you, I will cut off your limbs, and then use our blood demon sect's method of sacrifice and refinement to refine you into a blood corpse!"
"So much nonsense."
Luo Feng was worried about Ling Qingwu's safety, did not dare to delay, his vitality boiled, and a fire wave of several meters high stretched out from the Emperor Yan Potian Sword, among which the faint roar of beasts came out, shaking the sky and the earth.
The Emperor Flame Sword is a fourth-grade spirit weapon, in which the essence and blood of the Emperor Flame Mad Lion is sacrificed, and it has a blessing effect on the sword technique.
At this time, Luo Feng was fully energizing his vitality, pulling his Qi machine, and Dao Gang almost faintly transformed into the form of the Emperor Flame Lion, and roared up to the sky, as if to break free from the knife and devour flesh and blood, like an ancient beast, He Luo The aura of the peaks are fused together, but it reveals the style of a peerless swordsman
"Nine Yang Baiyan Knife!"
At the peak of his momentum, Luo Feng stepped forward and slashed down.
Boom boom boom...
The huge white flame blade shot out, burning white and red flames on it. When the air was torn apart, the roar of the beast could even be faintly heard, which shocked people's hearts.
The disciples of the Demon Sect in the forest below, saw this sword energy, all their colors changed.
Where is the sword energy, it is clearly a living ancient beast. Just looking at it, an irresistible thought arises in my heart.
The skinny warrior frowned slightly. As a late-stage warrior of the Sixth Stage of the Spirit Rotation Realm, facing this sword energy, he was a little unconscious.
What a hell!
There was a murderous flash in the dry thin warrior's eyes, his blood gas turned into **** lightning, tearing the surrounding space, and volleyed it with a palm.
Boom!
There was a slight shock in the nearby space, and the artistic conception in the knife gas was immediately shattered, and the knife gas also collapsed instantly, disappearing invisible.
However, the skinny warrior was impacted by his vitality, and his figure staggered back two steps. The vitality in his body became empty and he took a deep breath to suppress it.
Seeing this scene, the nearby Blood Demon Sect disciples were dumbfounded.
This young man was clearly only cultivated in the early stage of the Sixth Stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, and he faced the old man in the late stage of the Sixth Stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, and he was unscathed! This simply broke the common sense in their hearts.
"What a strong sword, this is the general trend...Could it be that you are...!"
Stay steady, the thin warrior stares at Luo Feng, with a little surprise in his eyes.
"You should ask my knife."
Luo Feng's eyes flashed, and ten rounds of golden sun appeared behind him.
Huh!
A clear cry, resounding through the entire forest, glowing brightly, shining half of the sky red.
The thin warrior looked up, and his mind was shocked.
In mid-air, a three-legged golden crow, nearly a hundred meters long, came whizzing, and there was a general momentum in it, as if to burn everything, destroy everything, the scorching breath in the air made him feel that his body would burn at any time.
"This child is terrible!"
The dry and thin warrior's eyes showed a solemn color, and the killing intent in his heart was even more serious. The blood of his whole body burst into the sky, turning into five rivers of blood, surrounding his body.
"A river of blood!"
Five rivers of blood appeared, and the skinny warrior revealed a brutal atmosphere. The whole person seemed to be a purgatory Shura. Every movement caused the surrounding space to tremble slightly.
"Broken!"
With a low shout, the thin and dry figure of the warrior turned into a **** rainbow, and slapped a palm on the three-legged golden crow.
Boom!
The huge fire wave soared into the sky, and the three-legged golden crow persisted for a moment, and his body cracked every inch, suddenly shattered and turned into an endless sky fire, flying down, blasting the forest out of scorched black pits. How many demon sect disciples died.
"Huh? Even the Blood River Qigong is displayed?"
The young martial artist who was fighting Ling Qingwu, forced Ling Qingwu back with a sword, and was slightly surprised when he saw this scene.
He thought that the thin warrior wanted to kill Luo Feng, but it was a matter of instant, and he could easily win without even using martial arts.
Unexpectedly, for a moment, the thin martial artist even performed the blood river qigong.
Swipe!
At this moment, the sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and a condensed sword light pierced the throat of the young warrior.
The young warrior's eyes flashed, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. The sword in his hand trembled. Pieces of **** sword aura that looked like a horse, whizzed out, and instantly locked Ling Qingwu who was flying.
Chichichichi...
Ling Qingwu tried his best to resist, but the power of these sword auras was too domineering. Aftermath left a few shallow blood marks on her right arm, and the blood dripped down the blade.
"Are you worried that I will kill that kid, do you care about his life and death?"
The young warrior holds a sword in his hand and looks at Ling Qingwu frivolously.
Ling Qingwu wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, looked at the other party, did not answer, but did not dare to care about it in her heart.
After a dozen moves, she has guessed the identity of this person.
If that's right, this person should be Bailixi, the son of the Blood Poison Demon General, who is called Master Xi.
This is a romantic life, and I don’t know how many women have been killed, but this person has a very high cultivation base. He is less than eighteen years old. He is already a seven-tier warrior in the Spiritual Rotation Realm. He has excellent swordsmanship and is strong enough to compete with the Qianlong ranking. The top twenty are on par.
Looking at Ling Qingwu's vigilant gaze, Young Master Xi smiled faintly, licked the blood from the tip of the sword, and smiled evilly:
"Don't worry, I won't make a move. However, your companion, I am afraid that it will be too bad today. The **** river qigong practiced by the old man is a mysterious-level technique, and this technique is extremely powerful and overbearing. If Old He tries his best, he can split a hundred meters of mountains with one palm, and the sixth-tier peak martial artist of the Spiritual Rotation Realm will have to retreat. There is no way to stop the warrior of the early sixth-tier Spiritual Rotation Realm."
Hearing this, Ling Qingwu frowned her eyebrows slightly, and she had heard of Xuehe Qigong. It was indeed fierce and unusual, and she couldn't help but look at Luo Feng.
In the field of vision, Luo Feng is shaped like a sword, facing He Lao, but his face is not afraid, like a rock in a storm, no one will be shaken by the wind and rain.
His eyes flickered, Ling Qingwu let out a sigh of relief and said: "I believe him."
"Wait for him to become a corpse, and see if you can say these things. Okay, let's continue."
Young Master Xi smiled playfully, his figure flashed, drew his sword and swung it down at Ling Qingwu.
The other side.
Luo Feng cut out two more biting swords and shrouded in the thin warrior.
Five rivers of blood tumbling on the skinny warrior, bursting out with one palm.
Card wipe!
The entire space shook slightly, and the sword gang was immediately shattered, and the thin figure of the warrior staggered back for a few steps, looking at Luo Feng, and grinning:
"Boy, no matter how genius you are, it's just a mere mere initial cultivation of the Sixth Layer of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. What can you do with me?"
Luo Feng frowned slightly. This skinny warrior's technique is very strange, and it can actually increase the attack power. Although the Golden Crow Great Destruction Sword Technique can barely suppress the opponent and will not lose, it is not easy to win. .
Now he has only ten breaths.
It seems that it is impossible to win within ten breaths without using any means...
His eyes flickered, Luo Feng looked at the thin warrior and shook his head and smiled:
"So what, you can't kill me either. The martial artist of the late Spiritual Rotation Realm can not help but a person who has just stepped into the Sixth Level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. I see what face you have in the future to stand under your hand. If I were you, I might as well stop seeing myself immediately, so as not to be ashamed."
"You are looking for death!"
The skinny warrior was already very annoyed. At this moment, when he heard Luo Feng's sarcasm, he immediately became angry and roared:
"You really thought I couldn't kill you!"
The whole body is boiling, the thin and thin warrior's momentum is rising steadily, and the figure suddenly rises and flies towards Luo Feng
"Boy, die to me!"
He was in the air, and the thin warrior took a volley of palm.
Boom!
The aura of the palm he displayed this time has increased several times, causing the air to tremble violently, as if to destroy this space.
Luo Feng's heart was stunned, without drawing his sword to meet him, he frantically urged Tianyun to step, and his figure drifted back.
Chuck!
The palm gang whizzed down, almost injuring Luo Feng, the aftermath shook his body guard qi into several cracks, and his clothes split immediately.
Seeing that Luo Feng didn't dare to hold on, the skinny warrior looked excited. His Blood River Qigong was suitable for close combat. As long as he was close, he was 100% sure to defeat Luo Feng.
"Where to run!"
With a loud scream, the speed of the thin warrior has been increased to the extreme, and his figure flashed, appearing to the left of Luo Feng.
"Success to death!"
His murderous look rolled, and the thin warrior slapped Luo Feng on the chest.
Luo Feng has already released his soul power, and every move of the opponent is under his control, without turning his head back, a punch that is ready to go blasted out.
Boom!
Furiously, the two figures stood still in the air.
Next moment!
Puff!
Puff!
The air exploded suddenly, and the two of them spewed out a **** arrow and burst back.
The thin warrior was surprised at Luo Feng's fist strength, which was able to hurt him, but when he looked at Luo Feng on the opposite side, a triumphant smile appeared on his face.
"Boy, although my Xuehe Qigong is not a horizontal martial arts practice, but it is most suitable for close combat. You are a swordsman, and you are head-to-head with me. You really do not live or die. How much strength can you use now? Hahahahaha..."
Luo Feng vomited blood in his mouth, sneered and said: "You will know if you try."
Om!
With a light footstep, Luo Feng's figure rushed straight up, and the hot air wave swept in all directions, forming a large flame tornado.
Boom!
The flame tornado burst open suddenly, Luo Feng glanced at the thin warrior, his domineering gaze was like a sharp sword, tearing the air in front of him, and stepping down.
"Burning Heaven King Step!"
The thin warrior feels the terrifying aura that rushes to his face~IndoMTL.com~ His brows wrinkled slightly, and they immediately dispersed, saying:
"No matter what kind of martial arts you are practicing, it will not withstand a single blow in front of me."
"Yin thunder and blood palm!"
Intensive blood gathered in the palm of the thin warrior, and there was a thunder, and the **** palms blasted towards Luo Feng with a dazzling light.
Boom!
There was a loud thunder, and the dazzling fire exploded in the air. Under the horrified eyes of the Demon Sect's disciples, the thin martial artist's body fell from the sky like a meteorite.
Boom!
The huge impact caused strong winds, which uprooted the trees, and a hundred-meter pit appeared in the forest.
The thin warrior was lying at the bottom of the pit. At this moment, his clothes on his right arm were all broken, covered in blood, and his face was as pale as paper...
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