Martial Arts Overlord Chapter 772: 3 colors of dark lotus!
Cough
The thin warrior coughed up a large mouthful of blood, looked up, and immediately showed horror on his face. ,
Luo Feng stood holding a knife in mid-air, a trace of blood secreted from the corner of his mouth, and his robes were torn apart, but the skin under the robes was like a jade, without the slightest scar.
"You, this is impossible"
Pointing to Luo Feng, the skinny warrior twisted his facial features and let out an unwilling roar.
As a late stage warrior in the Lingxuan realm, and the blood river qigong has also cultivated to the realm of the five blood rivers, he hits with all his strength, even the sixth-level peak warrior in the Lingxuan realm, dare not underestimate it, and fight head-on , Will be defeated by a young swordsman who is just a warrior in the early stage of the Sixth Layer of the Spiritual Rotation Realm
In excitement, the thin martial artist spewed out a lot of blood again. Just now, his internal organs were shaken by a blow. If it weren't for his deep cultivation, he would use his vitality to protect the veins and veins, he must be disabled. .
"Dead"
Luo Feng looked at the excited dry and thin warrior, his eyes indifferent, the Emperor Yan Potian Sword flashed in the void.
A little light is infinitely enlarged in the pupils of the thin warrior.
"Blood River"
With a loud roar, the thin warrior braced his body and was about to leave.
Pouch
The light of the knife flashed, his body was slightly stiff, a clear blood line appeared on his chest, and the ground behind him cracked a dozen meters long knife mark.
"I am not reconciled"
The setting sun was swaying, and the sky was blood-red against the background. The thin warrior looked at Luo Feng, who was like a **** of war, under the glow of the sun.
At the last moment, he couldn't understand why he was defeated.
The disciples of the Demon Sect in the forest who had just escaped a catastrophe, now all have their mouths widened and stunned.
"How could it be possible that He Lao died, the mere six-tier early warriors in the Lingxuan Realm could actually kill He Lao"
"As a swordsman, how can he contend with the old blood river qigong. Is he actually a horizontal martial artist"
"It must be. Only a horizontal martial artist can have such an amazing defensive power. His blood is so strong, he is not like a swordsman at all."
"However, even if it is a horizontal martial artist, it is impossible to block He Lao's blow. The sword technique he just used is not simple."
These Demon Sect disciples are He Lao's subordinates. They are very aware of He Lao's strength. Seeing Luo Feng beheaded him, one by one frightened the Three Corpse Gods.
Luo Feng didn't pay attention to other people's comments, took out a few pills, and forcibly suppressed the boiling blood in the body, glanced at the body of the thin warrior, and let out a sigh of relief.
Being able to win, he was also lucky.
If this person is a little more cautious and does not risk an attack with full force, it is not easy for him to win. After all, the opponent is a martial artist in the Sixth Stage of the Spirit Rotation Realm, and his cultivation techniques are also extremely powerful. It's just that the other party is eager to advance, and at first he underestimated him, and he underestimated him thoroughly, so he has a chance to seriously hurt him.
The most important point is that after Luo Feng has transformed his blood and soul into the unity of soul and body, his defense power is extremely amazing, otherwise, he would not be able to stop the opponent's palm just now.
From the very beginning, Luo Feng planned to use his strong defense power to fight the opponent with his life.
"The seven breaths time is faster than imagined."
Taking a deep breath, Luo Feng turned his head and looked in the direction of Lin Yueer and the others.
"Xinghui search gap"
"Flying Spirits"
"Autumn Rain and Xiaoxiao"
Seven or eight disciples of the Demon Sect were surrounded by Lin Yueer, Fang Lin, and Nan Xuan. Their figures danced lightly, their wrists trembling, and the sword in their hands slashed out blades.
These sword lights seem to be slow and urgent, some sword lights are like summer thunder, exuding a bitter killing intent; some sword lights are warm and light, giving people the feeling of spring breeze; these sword auras are entangled with each other, but they are exuding A terrible aura formed, forming a zone of sword energy, densely packed, strangling in the air, and the air was torn to pieces.
Although the cultivation base of the nearby Demon Sect disciples is high, facing the sword formation, they have to be cautious to prop up the bodyguard and besieged carefully. It seems that Lin Yueer has the upper hand.
"This is a sword formation"
Seeing this scene, Luo Feng's eyes flashed.
He was worried about Lin Yue'er who were not the opponents of these Demon Sect disciples, but he seemed to be worried for nothing.
The kendo cultivation of the three Lin Yueer is very good, especially Nan Xuan, with a round face, at this moment, there is no usual playful appearance, a pair of big eyes and sharp eyes are compelling, every sword is worn The momentum of the thunder, the sword formation composed of three people, can maintain it to the present, she has contributed.
Seeing that Lin Yue'er and the others were not in danger, Luo Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at another battle location, his eyes flashing sharply.
In the distant sky, Ling Qingwu was fighting the young Demon Sect disciple.
In just a few breaths, Ling Qingwu and Young Master Xi have already fought hundreds of moves.
At this moment, Ling Qingwu had more than a dozen sword marks on his body. These sword marks were just right, but they tore his clothes, leaving a shallow wound. Although the injury was not serious, Ling Qingwu looked extremely embarrassed.
"Ling Qingwu, I admit that you are good, but you are not my opponent. I advise you to give up, why bother asking for trouble."
Young Master Xi was immersed in the fun of teasing Ling Qingwu. He stared at Ling Qingwu's exposed skin, and he plucked out two beautiful sword flowers, and smiled evilly:
"Being admired by my Bailixi, you should be proud of being a woman."
Ling Qingwu bit her red lips tightly, her pretty face filled with frost, and she was about to make a full shot. With a sudden movement of her beautiful eyes, she caught a glimpse of Luo Feng.
The battlefield suddenly became quiet, and Young Master Xi also felt a little weird, and was about to look back.
At this moment, Ling Qingwu sighed slightly and suddenly inserted the sword back into the scabbard.
"Oh"
Young Master Xi gave Ling Qingwu a slightly surprised look, then smiled and said, "It seems you have figured it out."
Ling Qingwu's eyes were cold and coldly said: "I just don't want to die yet."
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha Hahahahahahahahahaha Haha, the Dignified Linglong Palace will also be afraid of death. However, you have made a smart choice."
Young Master Xi looked at Ling Qingwu, and laughed triumphantly. The exquisite palace has two scorching suns and is unparalleled in beauty. Even in the Momen, he is also famous. If he is able to subdue the cold sun today, he will return to the Demon Realm of West Desert, and he will definitely be admired by others, and even his status in the sect will be improved a lot.
"The hot sun Yang Wan'er is also a beauty, if she can be subdued too"
Looking at Ling Qingwu who gave up resistance, Master Xi's eyes flickered, and his mind was immersed in the imagination of sitting and enjoying the blessing of the people.
At this moment, between the heaven and the earth, a loud and clear cry suddenly sounded.
"Golden Crow Burning Killing"
Luo Feng appeared behind Young Master Xi, with ten rounds of golden sun shining behind him, slashed in the air, and the scorching blade turned into a three-legged golden crow.
"Cut"
A knife fell, Luo Feng gritted his teeth, ten rounds of golden sun appeared again behind him, and the Emperor Yan Potian Sword slashed out for the second time.
Followed by the third, fourth, and fifth strokes
Six knives were cut instantly, and the six heads and three groups of golden crows merged into one, bursting out bright flames, soaring to the size of a hundred meters, dragging a fiery red trajectory, slashing towards Young Master Xi, and the hot breath that emitted nearby The air burned violently and twisted.
Boom
Where the three-legged golden crow passed, some trees below could not withstand such a high temperature, and one after another burned.
"Ah"
"Run away"
Some of the demon sect disciples who got closer, their bodyguard Qi Qi was ignited, and they turned into flaming people in an instant. Others saw this scene, frightened and fleeing in all directions.
"Um"
Young Master Xi woke up and saw the three-legged golden crow phantom roaring from his side and Luo Feng behind him, his heart trembling slightly.
He saw that Elder He had performed Blood River Qigong, thinking that Luo Feng would definitely die, so he didn't pay much attention to it. At this moment, Luo Feng appeared here, and that Elder He must have been fierce.
The thing that surprised him most was the sword in front of him, the attack performed by the warriors in the sixth stage of the Lingxuan realm. He didn't pay attention to it at all, but this sword is unusual, that hot. The breath, as if to burn everything, made his heart feel a little bit hot.
"Small tricks of humming bugs"
With a cold snort, a cold light flashed in Young Master Xi's eyes, and a sword was cut out in reverse.
Swipe
Sword energy of tens of meters flashed in the air like summer thunder.
Boom
The three-legged golden crow supported for an instant, suddenly split, turned into countless waves of fire, flying in all directions, and Young Master Xi's body was also staggered, a scorching breath followed the Jianfeng upstream, Jian Gangdu Burning instantly.
"Um"
The brows were slightly frowned, and Young Master Xi's body shook, and the horrible burning breath was suppressed with his vigorous vitality.
Ling Qingwu knew that opportunity could not be lost, a cold light flashed in his bright eyes, and the sword was instantly unsheathed, and the vitality of his whole body boiled, turning into fist-sized snow-white lotus blooms and deaths, an astonishing vigor rose into the sky. Some of the approaching fire waves were torn apart silently.
At its peak, Ling Qingwu looked at Young Master Xi with dazzling eyes, as if two swords had been opened, and coldly spit out five words.
"Three-color Dark Lotus"
Om
Along with the cold voice, the entire space suddenly began to violently tremble, and as Ling Qingwu cut out with a sword, three-color lotus flowers appeared out of nowhere in the void, densely packed, scattered all over the nearby Baizhang space, quickly strangling Young Master Xiang Xi.
The three-color dark lotus is the ultimate move in the exquisite hall of the exquisite golden lotus technique. This sword technique can only be refined when the swordsman's spirit reaches a very high level. Once it is displayed, the sword qi becomes three Color lotus, killing every step.
Ling Qingwu has just practiced this trick. She has been preparing secretly just now. At this moment, she is fully exerting ~IndoMTL.com~ but she is invincible.
"Three-color Dark Lotus, you have cultivated into a three-color Dark Lotus"
Young Master Xi looked at the sword lotus roaring, his complexion changed drastically, and he was ignoring other things. He desperately urged the vitality of his body to form a substantive qi mask. His figure turned into a blood rainbow, rising to the sky, wanting Get out of here.
"I want to go now, it's late"
Ling Qingwu had a murderous intent on Young Master Xi, how could he tolerate the other party's escape, and let out a joke.
"Kill"
Chichichichichi
In an instant, countless three-color lotus flowers suddenly bloomed, forming a huge sword cyclone vortex, swallowing Master Xi completely.
"Ah"
With a scream, a **** figure rushed out of the sword vortex. ~Search for the blue color, you can read the following chapters in full
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