Martial Arts Overlord Chapter 1026: Strength and advancement

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After realizing the benefits of this training room, Luo Feng was even more afraid to slack off. In the following days, he practiced various martial arts during the day, and at night he practiced divine dragon Nine Transformations, striving for an early breakthrough in the mid-ninth stage of the spiritual rotation realm. .

Time passed quickly in this intense practice, and in a blink of an eye, another five days passed.

Wow!

On the martial arts field built by basalt, a figure moves around, moving like clouds and flowing water, and the speed is incredible.

"Hurry up."

The thoughts flashed in his mind, Luo Feng's vitality in his body ran to its limit, and for a while, he rose up with golden flames, his speed skyrocketed, and the naked eye could not catch his trace. At first glance, the entire martial arts field was full of golden figures. , Overlapped, can't tell who is the afterimage and who is the real body.

"Burning Heaven King Step!"

In vain, Luo Feng's figure stopped in the middle of the martial arts training ground, and a domineering golden and red flame burned all over, stepping towards the ground.

Om!

With a muffled sound, there was an extra footprint half a foot deep on the hard basalt.

Huh...

After listening, Luo Feng stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, exhaling a scorching breath.

This martial arts field is made of basalt. When people are inside, the gravity will be several times that of normal. It becomes extremely difficult to perform light work. After a practice, he is almost exhausted.

His eyes fell on the footprints of the ground, and Luo Feng nodded secretly: "Yes, Tian Yunbu has finally stepped into the ninth stage. As long as you practice for a while, the flame of vitality will become pure gold, the power of Burning King's step It should be able to be raised to another level, showing the true power of prefecture-level martial arts."

In a word to himself, Luo Feng took out the Emperor Yan Potian Sword, his eyes condensed, and he drew the sword out of its sheath. What he displayed was the first type of "Chunfeng Ruyi Sword" of the Sixiang Promise Sword.

Puff!

The flames flashed, and the air in the training room cracked silently, and a deep cut appeared on the wall opposite Luo Feng, which was more than a foot long.

Seeing the cut mark, Luo Feng nodded, "It's worthy of a territorial high-grade sword technique. Although it is only the first style, its power is no small. As long as you get the secret book of the second style'Xia Lei Tiandao' from the evil sword, My comprehensive strength should be able to go further."

In the past ten days of hard work, Luo Feng's strength has improved by leaps and bounds. Except for his cultivation to the peak of the Ninth Stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, his various martial arts have improved.

The only thing that makes him feel pity is that the second blood soul transformation of the Shenlong Nine Transformation is still in the eighth stage, and progress is not much, otherwise, the blood soul transformation will be cultivated to the ninth stage, and a strand of true essence will be tempered. He doesn't need to fear the evil sword at all.

Of course, he just thought about it.

As long as there are disadvantages and advantages, the Nine Transformations of the Shenlong Dragon may be a celestial technique. With such a powerful existence, the difficulty of cultivation is also extraordinary. It is not easy to cultivate the blood soul to the ninth level in a short time.

"Ten days have passed, and I don’t know how Lin Hongyi is doing. Evil Sabre is not an ordinary spirit rotation realm nine-layer warrior. Only if she breaks through the spirit rotation realm nine-layer warrior, our chances of winning are bigger..."

After thinking about it, Luo Feng sorted his clothes and walked to the stairs.

This training room is located deep in the bottom of the big shopping mall, filled with the heart of the earth, and there is nothing to do for a short time. Staying here for a long time will accumulate too much evil energy in the veins, which will make the warrior feel anxious and practice. The state has plummeted, and there may even be a delusion.

Luo Feng intends to go out and breathe, and then continue to practice, by the way, take a look at Lin Hongyi's situation.

Walking through the long stairs, Luo Feng arrived at the entrance. He couldn't help but relax when he saw the bright sky outside.

Just as he was about to go out, Luo Feng's ears moved slightly, and he heard a squeaky noise coming from outside. The voices were condensed together, very penetrating.

"This is Satsuki..."

Luo Feng heard the voice, and walked up lightly.

Boom! boom!

Under the bamboo forest in the yard, a petite figure in aqua blue dress is practicing boxing.

Although her figure is weak, her punches and kicks are domineering and violent, causing the air to make a sharp sonic boom, and the penetration is amazing.

"Bayan Universe!"

Xiaoyue gave a cold drink, her water-blue dress suddenly screamed, her delicate right fist turned into a dazzling scarlet red, and her fist burst out.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the air in front of her was violently twisted, and the resulting fist wind made a large bamboo forest sway from left to right, and the bamboo leaves flew like a heavy snow in winter.

"This is the Eight Desolate Tyrant Flame Fist. It seems to be close to the realm of Xiaocheng..."

Luo Feng raised his brows and was a little surprised when he recognized the fist technique Xiaoyue had practiced.

He delivered the Eight Desolation Tyrant Flame Fist to Xiaoyue, but within two months, in such a short period of time, it was not easy for the opponent to cultivate the Eight Desolation Tyrant Flame Fist to such a realm.

It seems that what Yang Wan'er said is true. In addition to being talented in business, Xiao Sang and Xiao Yue are also very talented in cultivation.

"It's still not possible, even one fifth of the Eight Desolate Tyrant Flame Fist hasn't realized ~IndoMTL.com~Xuan-level martial arts is really not so easy to practice..."

Xiaoyue looked at the flying bamboo leaves, her expression a little frustrated, and immediately, she patted her small face vigorously, and pouted her ruddy mouth to cheer herself up: "Xiaoyue, this is the fist entrusted to you by the young master. Can’t give up..."

While speaking, Xiaoyue suddenly noticed Luo Feng on the side, and her whole body froze there. She forgot to close her open mouth, and her bright eyes opened wide.

"Master."

With an exclamation, Xiaoyue's little face turned red, and she said embarrassedly: "Master, when did you come out?"

"It's been a while."

Luo Feng smiled faintly, and said: "Satsuki, the mentality of cultivation is very important. Don't be greedy, don't be impatient."

"I know, thank you Master."

Satsuki showed a youthful and lively smile, patted the bamboo leaves on the skirt, looked at Luo Feng with a pair of eyes, and said with a smile: "Master, have you broken through your cultivation?"

"Not yet, come out and breathe."

Luo Feng shook his head, suddenly set his posture, and said to Xiaoyue: "You look carefully."

Xiaoyue saw that Luo Feng's posture was the starting position of the Bahuang Bayan Fist, and knew that Luo Feng was going to instruct her to practice. He nodded vigorously and stood aside, her big eyes without blinking.

"Drink!"

Luo Feng's whole aura suddenly changed, and he let out a stern shout to increase the power of his fist, his fists turned into two fires, his feet followed his fists, and his fists blasted out again and again like a tiger and a leopard. Performed the Bahuangba Yan Fist once.

Boom boom boom...

When Luo Feng closed his fist, an astonishing scene appeared. The air in the courtyard was violently distorted and then collapsed. Then thunder-like loud noises sounded one after another, and the bamboo leaves on the surrounding ground instantly burned and disappeared into nothingness.

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