Martial Arts Overlord Chapter 1127: Autumn rain breaks the soul, the day of departure
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The stars are moving, and a day passes quietly in this strange silence.
Noon on the second day.
Roar!
A faint beast roar sounded at Luofeng's Dantian location, and then a layer of red ripples spread out around him.
Swipe!
Red-colored ripples with terrifying high temperature, wherever they passed, the surface of the water was immediately evaporated into clouds and mist, and the surface of the lake within a radius of several miles immediately began to boil.
"50% liberation!"
A cold drink sounded, and suddenly, the red ripples that spread out strangely gathered back and merged into Luo Feng's body.
Om!
In an instant, the spiral demon energy suddenly skyrocketed, bursting out a dazzling red brilliance, the flame foxtail that originally seemed to be true and illusion, then condensed, burned and became real.
Huh...
Slowly exhaling a turbid breath, Luo Feng opened his eyes, a pair of blood-red vertical pupils revealed surprise.
"Five layers of magical magic!"
After nearly two days of cultivation, after completely absorbing the remaining Demon Yunguo, Demon Formation finally made further progress, completing the cultivation of the liberation of 50% demon energy.
As soon as the demon-like technique broke through, Luo Feng immediately felt the difference, his whole body seemed to be boiling at this moment, and he had a desire to vent it.
"Try it!"
Taking a deep breath, Luo Feng got up, his whole body energized to the extreme, and his right hand grabbed towards the void ahead.
Wow!
The surface of the lake cracked, and the small mountain-like water was caught in the air by him, and the volley turned into a huge blade of transparent water.
The huge blade is nearly a hundred meters long and the size of a house. Under the scorching sun at noon, it reflects colorful rays of light, like glass crystals.
"Cut!"
His eyes flashed, and the giant blade of the current cut towards the lake.
His...
As if the sound of paper tearing sounded, a huge cut was cracked on the surface of the lake. The cut was more than a thousand meters long and nearly ten feet wide, and it was dark underneath. I don't know how deep it was.
Boom!
After five breathing times, the separated water streams suddenly closed, and the rushing water waves were nearly 100 meters high.
"It's a land-level secret technique!"
Looking at the torrential rain, Luo Feng smiled.
With his cultivation base, there was no way to condense a hundred-meter-long water blade, unless it really broke through the real essence realm and the vitality was refined into the true essence.
But with the aid of Hex Formation, it was easy.
Right now, Luo Feng himself can't accurately guess his own strength, to what extent.
However, one thing can be confirmed, even if he did not break through the True Element Realm, it would not be difficult for him to defeat the ordinary True Element Realm One-tier Warrior.
In a calm mood, Luo Feng is going to get something to eat before continuing to practice.
Originally, he planned to catch one or two fresh big fishes to fill his mouth, but under the perception of his soul power, within a few miles, there was not a trace of vitality.
Under the lake, there was a dead silence, completely opposite to the vibrant scene when he came here a day ago.
"Is it the relationship between the witchcraft?"
Brows frowned slightly, Luo Feng thought of the nine-tailed monster fox he had seen in the illusion. The terrifying coercion made him somewhat unable to resist, let alone ordinary fish.
Without a clue, Luo Feng shook his head, no longer think about it, and directly took a piece of dry food from Zhuolongjie.
After eating, Luo Feng clapped his hands and took out the Emperor Yan Potian Sword.
He planned to start practicing Sixiang Promise Sword for the rest of the time.
Luo Feng guessed that, among the Golden Temple disciples, his current cultivation level, even if he is not the top, would not lag behind others. What needs to be improved now is martial arts.
The styles of Tianhuowangquan and Tianyunbu are both defensive and lacking in attack power. Luo Feng’s two most powerful swords now are the first two styles of the Sixiang Promise Sword, the “Chunfeng Ruyi Sword”. 'And'Xia Lei Met Heaven Sword'.
The power of these two swords is terrible, but the attack style is too single. If you encounter a strong opponent, it will inevitably become a weakness.
Luo Feng intends to strive to learn the third style of swordsmanship "Autumn Rain Broken Soul Knife" in the Four Elephant Promise Sword before the New Dragon Ranking Tournament. In this way, he can achieve one in both attack and defense. Balance, will not be exploited.
Each knife style of Sixiang Wuji Knife is very different.
The first type of "Chunfeng Ruyi Knife" is a quick word. The knife is like a spring breeze, which can kill people silently.
The second type of'Xia Lei Met Sword' is powerful and powerful. When it is displayed, it is like a thunderstorm in summer. Under a single knife, people and souls are not gathered. It has the power of destruction of ghosts and gods. magic!
The third type of "Autumn Rain Broken Soul Knife" pursues the ultimate change. The rustling autumn rain is not as dense and continuous as the spring rain, and not as dense as the summer rain, but it can kill everything.
Raining all things, rain killing all things, this is the artistic conception of change Luo Feng wants to master.
While holding the Emperor Yan Potian Sword, Luo Feng stepped out and stepped on the surface of the lake. The calm water immediately caused ripples.
He found that the decision to come to Yaoguang Lake to practice this time was right. Water is invisible and tangible. The most unpredictable thing in the world is water.
The soles of the feet walked step by step on the lake, Luo Feng thought of the Qiuyu Soulbreaking Knife's cultivation technique, and gradually entered a mysterious and mysterious realm.
The whole world disappeared from his mind, and only the Emperor Yan Heaven Breaking Sword in his hand was left in his perception, as well as the water flowing under his feet and the knife technique flowing in his heart.
A little bit of time passed, Luo Feng didn't notice it, just walking quietly on the lake, indifferent to everything outside.
So, one day and night passed.
Swipe!
The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a slender figure flashed through the air, causing the air current to split the clouds and mist over Yaoguang Lake into a long corridor.
The figure wears a sword~IndoMTL.com~The figure is graceful, the appearance is cool and beautiful, like a green lotus in the early autumn, there is a kind of calmness and grace in the manners, it is Ling Qingwu, one of the double suns of the Linglong Palace .
"Where did I go..."
Ling Qingwu glanced over the lake, frowning slightly.
Today is the day to set off for Qunlong Island. She went to Panlongju to find Luo Feng, but found that the courtyard gate was closed and there was no one inside. Later, she learned that Luo Feng was three days ago from the guards of the mountain gate. After practicing in Yaoguang Lake, he followed the direction to find it all the way.
It's just that, after searching for dozens of miles, she didn't find Luo Feng.
"Didn't he practice in Yaoguang Lake..."
Ling Qingwu thought for a while, decided to find another half-zhuxiang time, if there is no more news, he will return to the Golden Palace.
Huh!
Suddenly, she raised her eyebrows and looked down.
The endless lake is like a bright mirror, and on this bright mirror, a figure is walking slowly.
Swipe!
Ling Qingwu recognized the person and greeted him.
"Luo Feng..."
When Ling Qingwu was about to speak within ten meters of Luofeng, he suddenly felt awe-inspiring in his heart. He felt a strong crisis and made a decisive action. He gently stepped on the water with his soles and waved his hands.
Wow!
As the figure burst back, a crystal-like water curtain stood in front of Ling Qingwu.
At this moment, Luo Feng's godless eyes suddenly burst out with a frightening glow, cold and compelling.
Draw your sword!
Wow!
As the Emperor Yan Potian Sword appeared in Luo Feng's hand, the calm lake around him suddenly surged, and a huge turbulent wave rose under his feet, hovering and blending into his sword.
Look carefully, this huge wave is made up of sharp and powerful sword energy.
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