Martial Arts Overlord Chapter 1419: War!
"Huh! You too value yourself!"
The cold-faced young man snorted coldly, the blue light all over his body skyrocketed, and the sound of a huge wave came out of his body. His breath was more than doubled as before. Obviously he didn't take it seriously before, although the squint youth was abolished by the opponent. , After all, he was just a martial artist in the late True Element Realm, and it was not worth making him worry about it, but now Luo Feng's proud attitude completely angered him, and he was not ready to keep his hands.
Stepping out in one step, the cold-faced youth turned into a stream of blue light, hovering on the blade, like a dragon tossing endlessly, with a sword pierced in the air.
"Crazy Jiao with a sword!"
Wow!
The cyan sword aura skyrocketed, turning into a huge, ferocious water-bird, roaring towards Luo Feng, wherever it passed, the wind was raging, and the ground was plowed open with a huge sword mark.
"It's not just that you are the middle-stage warrior of the true element realm."
Luo Feng sneered, the majestic true essence burst out, shaking the surrounding space slightly, the Emperor Yan Potian Sword burst out a huge fire, slashing in the air.
"Dead!"
Hey!
The sound of the cloth tearing sounded, and the aggressive water dragon was severed in two, slashing towards the cold-faced youth behind him like a bamboo.
"The sky is full of water!"
The cold-faced youth's complexion changed drastically, and his whole body turned into huge waves. These huge waves were all composed of small sword auras, guarding him in a whirlpool shape, cutting the air into a sneer.
Boom!
With a loud bang, the light of the knife and the water annihilated at the same time, and the cold-faced youth was shaken by the shock and retreated several steps, exhaling a deep breath of turbidity.
"The Sixth Stage of True Element Realm!"
"This young man turned out to be a warrior in the middle of the True Element Realm. It seems that his combat power is better than that of Lin Yue."
"Who is he?"
"At this age, a young swordsman with this level of strength cannot be an unknown generation. I am afraid it is not ours from Izumo. It is a person from the four dynasties, or a holy land..."
Feeling the majestic True Qi fluctuations on Luo Feng's body, most of the people's faces became solemn, and one after another guessed Luo Feng's identity.
Su Rui was stunned for a while before returning to his senses, muttering to herself: "In the middle stage of the sixth stage of the True Origin Realm... is he really Luo Feng?"
"You take action together, don't show mercy under your hands." The eleventh prince looked at Luo Feng with a low voice. As he is, he naturally disdains the shot.
"Do it!"
Swipe! brush! brush! brush!
Including the cold-faced youth, four young warriors appeared around Luo Feng and besieged him.
"Boy, you are really strong, but unfortunately, you are too arrogant. Today is your burial place!"
The cold-faced youth turned blue. He almost suffered a loss in Luo Feng's hands just now, which made him a little unacceptable, but he only thought that he underestimated the other party and was too careless. Now he adds three other Zhenyuan The realm martial artist, thinking that he wants to defeat Luo Feng, is just a matter of flipping hands.
Luo Feng was full of anger and there was nowhere to vent. Hearing this, the long knife was shaken, his eyes were cold, and he sneered:
"Come on, try it if you have the ability."
Everyone who watched the battle was shocked. With the exception of Lin Yue, the other three were all true Yuan realm martial artists, one of them was the True Yuan realm fourth stage late stage, and the other two were True Yuan realm fifth stage peak realm. People work together, I am afraid that as the eleventh prince of the six peak warriors of the True Origin Realm, he will have to retreat, this person is not afraid!
They can't imagine why such a courage is in such a young body.
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
"Kill!"
The four are usually admired by others. Why have they been so despised and provoked, they are angry, the strong killing intent and the fluctuation of true essence, making the setting sun in the west become a bit tragic, rolling up pieces of astonishing sand on the street dust.
These four people are all swordsmen, making moves at the same time, and suddenly, the horrible sharp meaning rises into the sky, and the formidable sword aura shoots towards Luo Feng overwhelmingly.
Luo Feng's face didn't change his face, and his true essence was running, a sense of killing that belonged to Leng Qiu burst out of his body, slashing out.
"Autumn rain breaks the soul."
Ang!
The dragon-shaped sword strength composed of countless small sword auras hovered out and collided with nearby sword auras. For a while, sparks splashed all over, dazzling.
"What kind of knife is this, why do I feel some scalp numbness."
"Me too."
"His knife art has reached a terrifying state, which can affect people's minds."
"It's not just the artistic conception of the sword technique itself, but his general realm is not low. Under the mutual influence, he can have an extremely amazing sword gesture at random. Not only can it greatly increase the power of the sword technique, if the mind is not strong, Facing him, you will even lose the courage to shoot. The sword is open and the ghosts and gods surrender, this person is a real swordsman!"
A middle-aged swordsman looked at Luo Feng with his eyes burning. Watching this battle made him realize a lot of things.
"It's terrible. In the face of the siege of four people, this person can't let the wind fall at all. He must be a holy landman!"
Su Rui clenched a pair of pink fists and her face was nervous. Such a duel had already exceeded her imagination and understanding. She could only pray that Luo Feng would not be born.
Qiangqiangqiangqiangqiang...
The sword air and the sword were horizontal and horizontal, and in a flash, they collided countless times.
Boom!
With a loud noise, the heavy weather exploded, and the four cold-faced youths were forced to retreat again and again. The one with the lowest cultivation base had a trace of blood secreted from the corner of his mouth.
"This person is too strong with a sword, and fighting for a long time is not good for us. Use all your strength to fight for a blow to make him lose the battle!"
The cold-faced youth looked at Luo Feng with a solemn tone. The opponent's sword force was very terrifying, and he was affected. Ten percent of his strength could only show 90%. If he continued to delay, he would only be led by the nose.
"Good!"
The other three also deeply felt the strength of their opponents and nodded at the same time.
"Three Swords of Water Dividing!"
"Return to the wind and sword spirit!"
"Break the sky and startle the clouds!"
"The angry waves cut!"
Suddenly, the four of them exploded with all their strength and displayed their strongest blows, attacking Luo Feng from four directions at the same time.
Swipe it...
The sky full of sword auras influence each other, and finally, beside Luo Feng, a huge storm of sword auras is formed, raging in the middle, sharp and powerful, giving a feeling of endlessness, it seems that the power is endless. destroy.
Hey!
A sword spirit raged past, and a huge sword mark of ten meters long was cut open on the ground, extending to the corner of the street, and several spectators almost fell into it.
"Rewind!"
People approaching~IndoMTL.com~ hurriedly backed away.
"Luo Feng!" Su Rui was shocked.
Glanced at the four young warriors who were rushing over, Luo Feng's eyes flashed and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Interesting."
Hey!
Pushing the Emperor Yan Potian Sword into the ground, Luo Feng clenched a fist with his right hand, he buzzed on his body, burning fierce waves of fire, and hitting the ground with a punch.
"Bailie Fist!"
Boom!
The whole street was violently shaken, and the surroundings were strangely silent, and then the space began to twist sharply. Numerous flame cracks centered on Luofeng and extended to the surroundings. Numerous rubbles floated in the air, and they began to burn violently by friction. .
Bobobobobobo...
The sword qi storms that rolled up were like crystals, shattering one after another. The four cold-faced youths were still in the future and reacted, and they were hit by their punches. The clothes were instantly shattered, vomiting blood, and flying out.