Martial Arts Overlord Chapter 1190: Cruel, awaken!

"Luo Feng, don't think that you hurt me, you can be arrogant. I broke through the True Origin Realm half a month ago, just playing with you just now. I want to kill you, it's easy!"

Leng Feihua's figure was suspended in the air, looking at Luo Feng condescendingly, as if looking at this lamb to be slaughtered.

When he spoke, his figure was lowered, his hands were crossed behind his back, his eyes locked on Luo Feng, and he opened his mouth to expel a blue breath. Suddenly, the majestic true essence exploded, and a trace of condensing burst out around his body. Cyan light.

These cyan lights did not dissipate, but were tangled together in the void, gradually forming a huge cyan crow.

The giant crow is nearly six or seven meters tall, with bright feathers on its body, like a living creature, with a pair of eyes, blood-red, exuding an evil and vast aura, it gives people the feeling that it is as if the ancient beast has come, making people frightened.

"This is the Blood Crow Qing Ming Gong of the Xuehualou!"

Looking at the blue giant crow behind Leng Feihua, someone exclaimed: "The Blood Crow Qingming Technique is a sub-level technique. There are rumors that when Leng Feihua kills, no one has ever seen his real body. He could see the giant crow passing by, so he was called the blue-faced blood crow."

"Earth-level low-grade exercises! With the strength of the first layer of the True Element Realm, Luo Feng has lost this time."

"Leng Feifei seems to have a very serious intention to kill Luo Feng. If I am him, I will immediately give in."

The other players participating in the qualifying match are also looking at this scene at the moment. Seeing the cyan crow exuding an evil atmosphere in the void, Yang Wan'er's eyes slightly changed, raising her voice:

"Luo Feng, give up!"

"It's late! Blood Crow Thousand Feathers!"

Leng Feihua smiled grimly, and the double-edged blades in his hands suddenly disappeared into the void. At the same time, the giant crow's pupils behind him were full of blood, and a terrifying aura burst out. At this moment, many people seemed to have heard a fierce cry. Extremely cry.

Swipe, brush, brush, brush...

Following Leng Feihua's double-edged slashing, cyan streamers poured down the sky, turning into cyan blood crows, and slashing towards Luofeng overwhelmingly.

Boom boom boom boom boom...

Suddenly, earth-shaking sounds sounded one after another, as if the end was coming, half of the dragon platform was directly submerged, and some streamers slashed on the blue light curtain around the dragon platform, knocking the light curtain out of ripples.

At this moment, Luo Feng is completely invisible, only the endless cyan streamer blooming.

"It's too powerful. This is Leng Feihua's true strength. His strength is enough to compete for the top three of the top ten new dragons." Looking at Leng Feihua, who seemed to merge with the blue giant crow in the air, many people looked dull. .

"I feel that the power of this slash is equivalent to that of a warrior of the Ninth Level of the Spirit Rotation Realm, with a full blow. I don't know if Luo Feng can support it."

"Definitely can't survive. No matter how powerful Luo Feng is, he is only a martial artist of the Ninth Level of the Spirit Rotation Realm. It is a great fortune that he can survive."

On the hundred dragon pillars, Yue Haitang, Lin Hongyi and others have extremely ugly faces, and there are traces of dark gold flames in Yang Wan'er's pupils, watching the half of the dragon platform shrouded by the blood raven.

"Luo Feng..."

In the extreme north of the North Sea, Bing Ruolan stood up with jewel-like eyes, staring at the reflection on the ice wall without blinking, holding the hands in front of him, unable to stop slightly Trembling.

One hundred!

Three hundred roads!

Eight hundred roads!

The powerful blood crow cuts its strength, as if it is endless, to swallow everything.

When everyone was speculating whether Luo Feng was still alive, the sudden change occurred.

"Luo Feng, take me one more trick, ten ghosts!"

Leng Feifan's eyes flashed murderously before he finished his move. With a loud shout, his figure suddenly exploded, and his figure was everywhere in the space of several hundred meters.

Swipe, brush, brush, brush...

Wherever the figure passed, **** crows shot out, like a violent storm, a large area shrouded downwards, leaving no gaps, and the momentum was even greater than before.

This scene made everyone stunned.

"It's too cruel, Luo Feng has obviously been defeated, and he hasn't stopped."

"Leng Feihua definitely doesn't want to give Luo Feng a chance to admit defeat."

"Luo Feng is so bad now, I don't know if he can leave his bones. With his talent, he must be a character in the future, and he will fall here. What a pity..."

Looking at the Dragon Stage that was shrouded by Blood Crow Slashing Strength, everyone looked with regret, thinking that Luo Feng was already very bad.

"Stop!"

Yang Wan'er couldn't bear it, she was ready to save her, but the Nine Suns Burning Demon Clothes had not yet condensed, and a terrifying pressure suddenly came on, locking her square space, making her immobile.

"Once you board the dragon platform, you will be arrogant. You can't help but mess!"

The lord of the Piaoxue Palace stood in the void and shouted coldly.

Shui Qingcheng stood next to him, shook his head to Yang Wan'er, and said in a voice transmission: "Be safe, don't worry, Luo Feng is not so easy to lose."

Yang Wan'er was stunned for a moment, she narrowed her breath, and looked at the platform.

In a small island house, Qingling stood by the window, pinched the edge of the window with her small hands, and stared at the scene of the duel reflected in the sea.

Chuck!

With a crisp sound, the window edge was smashed by the green bell, and a large area of ​​the ground was wet at some unknown time. Tears rolled down from Qingling's face like a broken string.

"Master...Master...he killed the master...he killed the master..."

The hollow sound rang in the room, and the space around Qingling suddenly twisted, as if this space was all collapsing.

Chacha...

There was a slight shock in the space, and in an instant, a series of thick cracks opened in the courtyard, which filled the entire courtyard.

Boom!

The shadow puppet was knocked back a few steps, looked up at Qingling, his eyes changed.

At this moment, Qingling's eyes were hollow and there were countless ghosts in her pupils, like a black hole, she couldn't help but drown in her eyes.

"Not good~IndoMTL.com~I am going to wake up!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the shadow puppet urged the magic eye, a cross blood pattern appeared in her pupils, and the figure flashed, strangely appeared behind Qingling.

Boom!

In the clear sky, a thick purple thunder suddenly landed, smashing the house to pieces.

The thunder did not dissipate, but rose to the sky again, faintly visible, two figures wrapped in the thunder, flying away like a gallop in the distance.

Above Qunlong Island, the six golden palace masters raised their heads at the same time and looked at each other.

The next moment, six people appeared in the depths of a small island. Looking at the scene below, the faces of the six people changed.

The houses, trees, and land within 100 meters below have disappeared completely, leaving only a large pit more than ten meters deep.

The land inside the pit was scorched black, and there was still a trace of purple electric current on the surface. The air crackled and wandered unsteadily. Everywhere it passed, the ground was exploded with pits, shocking.