Martial Arts Overlord Chapter 1247: I was wasting my efforts, the scraps of the knife technique

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The night is heavy, the wind is howling, and the heart is cold.

The ugly old man headed by the Four Ghosts of the Black Wind, staring at Luo Feng, a pair of narrow, narrow eyes flashing dim light, trying to suppress the fear in his heart, barely calming:

"Boy, report your name!"

Giggle...

A burst of crisp laughter sounded, Jiang Fengfeng put his hands on his back, looked up at the old man, and smiled:

"Aren't you trying to make meritorious service for the prince? Now there is a great opportunity in front of you. If you kill him, it won't be a problem to honour him."

Speaking, Jiang Fengfeng pointed to Luo Feng.

After hearing this, the four ghosts of the Black Wind looked at Luo Feng with all their eyes, guessing about his identity.

Jiang Fengfeng looked at the expressions of the three, raised her eyebrows, pursed her lips and smiled: "You just wanted to destroy his family, now he is in front of you, why didn't you know him?"

"Luo Feng!"

Hearing Jiang Fengfeng's words, the remaining three were shocked.

The ugly old man turned his gaze, staring at Luo Feng, and said in a cold tone: "The third brother, the fourth brother, let's kill Luo Feng together and avenge the second brother! As long as he gets the first rank, the prince will rise to the top. , The three of us will definitely be able to appoint the king and worship the king, so we don’t have to wander about."

"Good!"

The other two people were originally very jealous of Luo Feng. When they heard the words of the ugly old man, their eyes suddenly became cold, and the intense murderous intent made the surrounding air a little bit cold.

"Kill!"

The ugly old man gave an order, and the three of them performed light work together and shot towards Luo Feng.

"Meteorite Falling Star Gun!"

"Five Fiery Cloud Palms!"

The middle-aged gunner and the cold-faced youth shot at the same time, the condensed palms of the fire vitality, intertwined into a fire net, with a powerful and unparalleled gun strength, fell through the air, rolling down towards Luo Feng .

Swipe!

At this moment, the ugly old man's eyes flashed, and his footsteps took a step in the void, and the airflow under his feet immediately exploded, and his figure shot away like an arrow from the string, at a speed like electricity.

"Big Brother!"

Noting this scene, the expressions of the middle-aged gunner and the cold-faced youth changed drastically, and there was a moment of strangeness in their hearts: the three teamed up to kill Luo Feng, why did the eldest brother rush away?

The ugly old man's true essence turned to the limit, rushing out at the fastest speed, looking at the middle-aged gunner and the cold-faced youth, and secretly said: I'm sorry, if we don't do this, none of us will be able to go.

He had already learned that Luo Feng was on Qunlong Island, breaking through the second level of the True Element Realm, defeating Jian Wuji in one fell swoop, and becoming the first new dragon this year.

The quality of the exercises and martial arts practiced by the disciples of the Golden Temple is better than those of casual martial artists, and the opponent is the first young generation in the Southern Six Golden Temple. The combat power of this genius is far better than that of the warriors of the same level. Just now, the opponent punched the burly man in a flash to prove this. The burly man is the highest level of the True Primal Realm, and his strength makes the ugly old man dare not to underestimate it, but he is killed by a punch.

At this moment, the ugly old man just wants to get out of here as soon as possible, as far as possible.

Puff!

The bright light of the knife pierced the night, and the sky full of flame palms and sky-shaking guns were divided into two. The bodies of the middle-aged gunner and the cold-faced youth each showed a clear blood stain, and blood spurted out desperately. His eyes were wide open, and he still maintained his dying astonishment.

While holding the Emperor Yan Potian Sword, Luo Feng looked at the back of the ugly old man with cold eyes.

"Don't waste your time, you can't escape death today."

At the exit of the dead word, the Emperor Yan Potian Sword flew out automatically, pulling out a tyrannical red horse in the night, and chasing the ugly old man.

"Get out!"

The ugly old man had been prepared for a long time, the whole body was boiled, and a trace of black vigor emerged on the whole right arm, and he blasted out with a punch, turning into a black storm with a thickness of more than ten meters, wanting to destroy Emperor Yan The sky-breaking knife flew.

Hey!

The red horses slashed above the black storm in an instant, and wiped out each other. They collided hundreds of times in an instant, shooting vigorously.

The flames flashed, and before the ugly old man came back to his senses, the black storm was torn apart, his entire right arm was broken at the wrist, and he flew out.

"Luo Feng, you are so cruel! Sooner or later, I will slaughter you Luo family!"

The ugly old man snorted, staggered two steps, holding the bleeding wound, looked at Luo Feng from a distance with a gloomy gaze, gnashing his teeth and leaving behind a round of words, madly urging Zhenyuan, and he turned around To fly out.

"You won't have this kind of opportunity."

Luo Feng's face was expressionless, and he swiped his finger in the air.

The Emperor Yan Potian Knife rotated half a circle in the night sky, and once again circulated and slashed towards the ugly old man with lightning speed.

Puff!

As soon as he turned around, the head of the ugly old man flew up, relying on his inertia, rushed out a long way, knocking a cliff into a big hole.

Catch the Emperor Yan Potian Sword, Luo Feng used a move to take the storage ring of the Four Black Wind Ghosts.

Slightly looked at the space in the storage ring, Luo Feng immediately showed a smile on his face.

These four are worthy of the powerful bandits who once smashed the rivers and lakes, and their wealth is quite rich. Just the storage ring of the ugly old man and the burly man, the wealth in it exceeds 10 million second-grade yuan stones.

This is not a small gain for Luo Feng, who left a lot of wealth to his family.

All this happened in a moment. Only then did Hai Lao come back to his senses. He looked at Luo Feng, who stood in the void, and looked at the terrible corpses of the Four Black Winds, and couldn't help taking a deep breath.

He found that he still underestimated Luo Feng, he used to be and he is now. The opponent is no longer what he can guess.

Jiang Fengfeng was not surprised at all, and rushed to Luo Feng's side, looking at the ugly old man's separated body with bright eyes, disdainfully said:

"The four ghosts of the black wind, I think they are similar to the dead ghosts. In order to survive, this person betrayed his brothers who were born and died. Sure enough, there is a kind of slave who has a master."

Luo Feng smiled faintly, agreeing with Jiang Fengfeng's words for the first time, looking up at the waning moon hidden behind the clouds, his eyes gleaming in the night.

The words of the Four Black Winds just now made him realize that the grievance between him and the prince is no longer a personal grievance. If this person is not removed, the family will not be comprehensive.

Chang!

Putting the knife into the sheath, Luo Feng said: "Let's go, we will go to Bitian City to meet their master for a while."

The voice fell, and the three of them rose up from the ground, swept towards the distance, and soon disappeared into the sky.

The second day.

Thousands of miles in a clear sky~IndoMTL.com~Thousands of miles are cloudless, a round of blazing sun is in the sky, swaying enthusiasm to your heart's content, burning the sky and the earth.

In the blue sky, three figures flew forward, tearing the air, causing sharp sonic booms, spreading like thunder.

"Luo Feng, your sword technique does not seem to be complete." After getting acquainted, Jiang Fengfeng talked with Luo Feng even though he still had that arrogance in his words.

Martial arts all have their own artistic conception. The incomplete martial arts can be felt from the artistic conception. This matter can't be concealed. Luo Feng said: "It is the scrapbook of the sword technique I got by accident. I only have the first three. I don’t know if I can find the last form and perfect it."

"Remaining martial arts, no chance, extremely difficult to find." Jiang Fengfeng said.

Luo Feng nodded. It is a fluke to be able to obtain the second and third types of the Sixiang Promise Sword from the evil sword. The world is so big that it is like finding the needle in a haystack to find the remains of the fourth type of knife.

Jiang Fengfeng glanced at Luo Feng and said:

"Actually, you don't need to find the scrap of the last knife technique."