Martial Arts Overlord Chapter 2075: Master, 1 sword!

"Boss, look at..."

Oh?

The burly man's attention was drawn to the wine table where Luo Feng was sitting, and he saw the blood lotus sitting beside Luo Feng, as well as Yang Wan'er and Lin Hongyi, his eyes lit up slightly.

Yang Wan'er, Xuelian, and Lin Hongyi have different temperaments, but there is no doubt that they are all beauties of the country and the city.

The splendid sunset pours over the three people through the windows, blending the three people's different styles and charms into the most brilliant and dazzling color, like a rainbow hanging in the sky after the rain, which makes people feel comfortable. This kind of breathtaking heartbeat that couldn't help but looked very eye-catching on the second floor.

Actually, since the moment Luo Feng four appeared, they have been attracting everyone's attention.

The burly man took a look, finally stopped his eyes on the blood lotus, raised his thick eyebrows, nodded to the little warrior, and walked to the side table to sit down.

The little warrior knows, he glanced at Xuelian, and took the other three people a few steps to the wine table where Luo Feng was.

"What's the matter?"

Luo Feng was thinking about the conversation of a few warriors just now. He was in a bad mood, and he said calmly when he saw the person coming.

The little warrior ignored Luo Feng’s question, with a smile on his face, turning his head to Xuelian:

"Miss, our boss would like to invite you over for a drink."

"Sorry, we are not available."

Luo Feng frowned and stretched out his hand to make a please gesture.

The little warrior narrowed his eyes, a trace of haze flashed in his eyes, pressed Luo Feng's palm, and sneered:

"Boy, I was asking this lady, and I didn't ask you. If you are acquainted, just shut up. Otherwise, you will lose your life and you will not know when you will lose your life."

The three warriors standing behind the little man showed a sneer on their faces and deliberately released their breath. The strong True Element fluctuations caused the surrounding air to produce layers of clear ripples. One was a mid-True Element Realm martial artist. One is a warrior in the late True Yuan realm.

"These people are in trouble."

Noting this scene, the gangsters on the second floor looked sideways and some were whispering.

"That person is Yue Zongheng, the purple blood spear." Someone recognized the identity of the burly man and whispered.

"It's him. It seems that these people are destined to suffer. Yue Zongheng is a mid-Yuanhai realm power, and his elder brother is the elder of the Blood Madzong. His martial arts and techniques are top-notch. Ordinary Yuanhai Realm mid-term power, two or three teaming together are not his opponents."

"Well. The situation is pressing, the young swordsman can only swallow his breath."

Everyone looked at Luo Feng and others with a trace of sympathy in their eyes.

"Hey..."

Suddenly, a sweet laugh broke the silence of the restaurant.

Xuelian raised his delicate chin, looking at the little warrior, a pair of faint blood flashed through the depths of his bright eyes, full of charming laughter, slowly echoing on the second floor.

"Of course it's his business. He is my master."

Gulong!

Faced with the sight of Xuelian, the little warrior swallowed his mouth involuntarily. Suddenly, he recovered and his eyes widened, "What, master? Him!"

This news also surprised others.

Luo Feng heaved a sigh of relief thinking that the blood lotus was going to kill people here.

For a moment, the little man recovered his senses and suddenly smiled: "If that's the case, it's easy to handle. Boy, our boss is in love with your maid, you know what to do."

The little warrior looked at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng said lightly, "What should I do?"

"Huh, don't pretend to be garlic with me."

The little warrior snorted heavily, "To tell you the truth, our boss is the famous purple blood gun Yue Zongheng. It is your blessing to be admired by him. Don't toast or eat fine wine!" /

Luo Feng didn't want to entangle with the other party, and said indifferently: "What's the matter with me. Get out!"

"You!"

The little warrior was furious, and was about to get angry. The burly man sitting at the wine table stood up abruptly.

"Haha, it's a big tone. It's been a long time since no one has refused to give me Yue Zong horizontal face! I want to see, your kid has a few hard bones."

The burly man carrying a purple spear, walked towards Luo Feng step by step, his aura was like a tiger, and the dishes on the surrounding wine table were pulsating. The nearby diners hurriedly backed out, fearing that they would be hurt by the pond fish.

"Yue Zongheng, if others are unwilling, why should you be so aggressive."

Suddenly, the middle-aged swordsman sitting at the table next to Luo Feng stood up and said to the burly man: "Give me a face and let this matter go. Today's wine money counts as mine."

Boom!

Before the words of the middle-aged swordsman fell, the air on the second floor of the restaurant suddenly rioted, and a purple-black light was seen, like an angry dragon out of trouble, and went straight to the middle-aged swordsman, shooting through and letting the surrounding space. All oscillated.

The face of the middle-aged swordsman changed abruptly, and he drew his sword out of its sheath without hesitation. The blade flickered half a circle in front of him, turning into a huge arc-shaped sword mark, enveloping it with purple and black vigor.

Boom!

The air shook violently, and a thick purple-black light burst out, instantly smashing the arc sword marks.

The middle-aged swordsman spewed out a big mouthful of blood, and his figure shot backwards like a meteor, smashing a wine table to pieces, only to be stopped by the other three companions.

Wow! Another big mouthful of blood spurted out, and the middle-aged swordsman's face was pale as paper.

"What are you, dare to control Laozi's business."

The burly man chuckled, swinging the purple and black spear in his hand, and said coldly: "This time is just a lesson. One more sentence, I will never let you speak."

The middle-aged swordsman had anger in his eyes, and the three people next to him knew his personality, and hurriedly persuaded him in a low voice: "Brother Pang, the hero doesn't suffer the immediate loss. You can't help them. Don't lose your life in vain."

The middle-aged swordsman's face was blue, but he also understood the fact that the strength of the two sides was extremely different, and his teeth rattled.

"Huh! Something that doesn't have eyes."

The burly man yelled, turned around, his gaze fell on Luo Feng, and sneered: "Boy, without us fighting the Demon Sect in the West Desert Demon Territory, you think you are like you Rich and wealthy brother, can you still sit here and drink?"

The little warrior said immediately: "Four months ago in the Battle of the Blue Mountains, our boss personally killed a dozen disciples of the Blood Demon Sect and the Underground Demon! But the people who came from the sea of ​​blood on the mountain."

Hey!

With a grinning smile, the burly man took out a fourth-grade yuan stone, threw it on the table in front of Luo Feng with a snap, and said with a smile:

"I am Yue Zongheng, but I am a reasonable person, and I don't bully you. Take this Yuanshi, this woman belongs to me."

While speaking, the burly man strode towards the blood lotus, reaching out to catch the wrist of the blood lotus.

Yang Wan'er and Lin Hongyi sat next to them, drinking and eating calmly.

Luo Feng sighed and looked sideways at the burly man, "If I were you, I would never do this."

Hearing Luo Feng's calm tone, everyone was surprised, not knowing why he is so calm up to now.

The burly man also froze for a while, and suddenly laughed, "If you want to stop me, then try it!"

With his eyes narrowed, the burly man's face revealed a touch of cruelty, "It's just that, if you think about it, then the consequences will not be that a woman can solve the problem, at least you have to bring one of your hands for interest! "

Seeing that Luo Feng was silent, the burly man thought he was frightened. He laughed and stretched out his hand to grab the blood lotus wrist, "Come with me, from now on, you are mine..."

Hey!

At the moment when the burly man was about to catch the blood lotus with his right hand, a cold light suddenly flashed in the air. The people present only felt the spring breeze on their faces, and their minds were a little hard to condense. When they recovered, they couldn’t help but stare. Eyes widened, as if seeing terrible things.

"Huh!"

The burly man only felt a chill in his wrists, inexplicably, his right palm was unconscious, he looked down.

Three inches from his wrist, a trace of blood gradually appeared. Then, with a snap, the palm of his hand fell to the ground, and the blood spattered out like money.

"Ah!"

The burly man was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses, let out a miserable scream, and cried out with his **** right hand,

"What happened..."

"I don't know, I didn't see clearly. Did you see clearly?"

"I...Neither did I. However, judging from the artistic conception just now, it should be swordsmanship."

"Is there a master swordsman hidden here?"

Everyone talked a lot, their expressions were extremely shocked, they didn't know what happened, why Yue Zongheng, who was still arrogant just now, was suddenly cut off his right hand.

Only the injured middle-aged swordsman, his eyes widened, looked at Luo Feng in surprise.

He could see clearly. Just now, Luo Feng drew his sword, retracted the sword, and cut off the burly man's right hand, but the series of movements were too fast. The electric flint, if not the sword on Luo Feng's table, moved a bit. Position, he thought he was dazzled!

"Boss, what happened."

The four small warriors were also stunned by the scene before them, and hurriedly stepped forward to support the burly man.

The burly man vomited blood with anger, and glared at Luo Feng and said, "Boy, how dare you count me! Kill! Kill them for me!"

As a gunner, his habitual right hand was broken~IndoMTL.com~ It can be said that his future is ruined, and the burly man is almost frantic.

"It's him!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard the words of the burly man, their eyes converged on Luo Feng, their faces full of disbelief.

Yue Zongheng is a great power in Yuanhai Realm. Even if he is careless, he can't be injured casually. How old is the young swordsman in front of him, and he can hurt Yue Zongheng. The most terrifying thing is , They didn't even see how the opponent made the sword.

"Boy, it's dead! It's dead, our boss is...ah!"

The little warrior held Yue Zongheng and was about to say a few words. He just said the words. He only felt a cold in his mouth. Then, a sharp pain spread, and he opened his mouth and spit out a big mouthful of blood. In, there is a tongue.

Chang!

Returning the sword to its sheath, Luo Feng glanced at the little warrior who was rolling on the ground in pain, and said:

"What you want to do, do it, but at your own risk."

In the flat voice, there was a chilling killing intent.

His!

There was a clear inhalation sound on the second floor of the restaurant. Half of it was fear, and half was shock. There were still many people this time, and no one could see how Luo Feng made the sword.

Not wanting to cause too much movement, Luo Feng stretched out his hand to take in the storage ring of the burly man, and said to Yang Wan'er and the others: "Let's go."

Passing by the injured middle-aged swordsman, Luo Feng stopped and said, "Thank you for what you did."

The middle-aged swordsman smiled bitterly, "Pang is showing his ugliness. It turns out that you are hiding deeply."

Luo Feng shook his head, took out a Tongyuan Guixin Pill and handed it to the other party, "If you take this, the injury should heal soon."

Leaving the medicine, Luo Feng and Yang Wan'er walked downstairs.

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