Martial Arts Overlord Chapter 644: The wind is surging: Murder!

"Uh..."

The sudden rushing figure made the beautiful female swordsman involuntarily step back two steps and look forward. [More exciting novels, please visit]

There stood a teenager in a blue uniform.

The eyes fell on the young man's face, and the beautiful female swordsman's eyes flashed brightly, and she said in her heart: What a beautiful handsome man!

The young man is slender, with long hair tied behind his head, with a scarlet sword on his waist, lips like crimson, eyes like stars, handsome and handsome, without the slightest flaws. He is clearly dressed as a man, but it is enough to be Can afford to be beautiful.

The gazes of the few warriors next to him all fell on the boy, one by one with fiery eyes.

"Presumptuous!"

Suddenly, a roar of thunder and anger exploded over the street. Several guards in white robes appeared silently behind the young man. They stared at the beautiful swordsmen with anger, their swords whispered. The hilt sword is out of its sheath, and the chill is permeating.

Several warriors were shocked, these guards, temples drummed up, and the whole body vigorously vigorous, at least the chakra realm eightfold cultivation base! When they saw the white robes on a few of them, the shock in their eyes immediately turned into horror, and they dared not look at the young man again.

The saber boy frowned slightly, and said: "I have something to ask them, you guys retreat."

"Yes!"

Several guards replied respectfully and stepped back five steps, waiting in place like swords.

He sighed, the young man with the sword looked helpless, and looked back at the beautiful female swordsman and said: "Please tell me, who is the Liuyunling student who won the first Wukui?"

The beautiful female swordsman returned to her senses and nodded: "I also heard about it. It seems to be Luo Feng from Ziyang Academy."

"Luo Feng..."

Hearing this, the young man with the sword brightened his eyes, a smile appeared on his face, his palm fell on the scarlet sword at his waist, and he whispered: "Sure enough..."

The cloud on his face was swept away, and the boy turned around and said: "Give her ten second-grade yuan stones, and we will return to the house."

"Yes."

The first guard took out a brocade bag and gave it to the beautiful female swordsman. A dozen or so of them turned on their horses and left.

For a moment, several warriors breathed a sigh of relief and gasped.

"Tsk Tsk, Hualin Sword, your luck is so good, just a word, you got ten second-grade Yuanshi. I only earned so much for a year..." A middle-aged warrior saw The brocade bag in the hands of the beautiful female swordsman showed envy in her eyes.

Hua Linjian put away the brocade bag with a smile on his face: "Who told you to look like wolves one by one."

Several warriors' faces were flushed, and a young warrior murmured: "Who told that kid to look so... handsome..."

The young warrior scratched his head, and it took a long time to come up with a suitable description.

The few people nearby smiled awkwardly. At this time, someone asked: "Those people are wearing Yue family costumes. Who is that boy? It seems that the identity is not simple."

Hua Linjian looked at the end of the street: "If he didn't guess wrong, he should be the Young Master of the Yue Family, the "Prince Haitang" Yue Haitang..."

"Yue Haitang! He is a student of Changxin Academy, should he be in Tiangen Mountain now?" one person frowned.

Hua Linjian shook his head: "I don't know this, but I heard that Prince Haitang is a beautiful man, so I can't be wrong. He is going back to the imperial city this time, I am afraid it is related to the Qingyun Mansion eldest son Yi Tian. I heard It is said that Yi Tian and Luo Feng agreed on a life-and-death duel, and the key is Yue Haitang..."

"I also heard about this. Yi Tian is a new dragon player, and Luo Feng is just a rising star. The strength of the two of them is not the same level at all, and I don't know if this news is true..."

"I'm afraid there can be no mistake. My cousin's friend is the guard of Qingyun Mansion. This incident has already spread in Qingyun Mansion."

Everyone whispered, feeling a little weird in their hearts.

In a small courtyard in Qingyun Mansion.

Boom, boom, boom...

The cold palm shadows are constantly changing in the void, and the cold wind screams and snow flutters in the entire small courtyard.

It is the warm spring of April, when everything is recovering, the snow looks extremely strange.

In the freezing wind and snow, stood a young man with sword eyebrows wearing a brocade robe. His whole body was flashing green, and the air made a crunching sound, cold and pressing.

Papa...

The sound of hurried footsteps sounded, and a middle-aged warrior dressed in purple hurried into the courtyard.

"Master! The result of the Twelve Golden Palace assessment is here!"

The young man with sword eyebrows was the elder son of Qingyun Mansion, Yi Tian. Hearing this, he waved his hand, and the wind and snow in the small courtyard stopped, and the cold was swept away.

"Luo Feng ranks second or third?" Yi Tian asked casually.

The purple-clothed warrior's face was a bit weird, and he said: "If the news is correct, Luo Feng is the first warrior of this year!"

"The first Wukui!"

Yi Tian squinted his eyes, and his transmitted gaze was as cold as a sword.

"Hahahahaha..."

After a while, Yi Tian suddenly clapped his hands and laughed, and the sound shook the entire courtyard: "He actually defeated Ye Siyi, it's interesting, this is interesting!"

The purple-clothed warrior is a little puzzled why Yi Tian laughed, and said slightly:

"Master, this Luo Feng can actually ascend the throne of the No. 1 Wukui. He is a dangerous man and must not stay. It is better to find a clan master to get rid of him..."

Swipe!

Yi Tian's eyes pierced at the purple-clothed warrior, and the air around him became extremely cold in an instant. "Do you think I will lose to Luo Feng in three months?"

The purple-clothed warrior knelt down with a cold sweat on his forehead, with a thump:

"I didn't mean it, just in case..."

"Nothing in case!"

Yi Tian waved his hand, his eyes were a bit arrogant, and he hummed: "My goal is to become the top ten new dragon. Luo Feng is just a stepping stone for me."

"Have you done what I ordered you?"

The purple warrior wiped his cold sweat on his forehead and stood up from the ground, "I have sent people to various territories to publish martial arts posts. It must be less than a month. The entire Canglan dynasty will know you and Luo. Feng's life and death duel."

"Very well! You send some more people to the nearby dynasty. Three months later, I will defeat Luo Feng in front of everyone! The first Wukui is qualified to fight me."

Yi Tian stands with his hands on his back, looking at the waning moon in the sky, his eyes are high and confident.

In another courtyard of Qingyun Mansion.

The lights flickered in the courtyard, and there were three figures standing in the main hall.

The innermost person, in his forties, is tall, standing there at will, standing like a dragon and tiger, without anger and prestige. He is one of the six princes of the Canglan Dynasty: Qingyunhou.

"Muan Butler, is the message accurate?"

Qing Yunhou looked at the purple-clothed old man on the left.

The old man’s hair is pale, but his skin is rosy and shiny, like a baby. In his small eyes, exuberant, he nodded when he heard the words: "There can be no mistake, this year's first warrior is the one who agreed with the young master to fight for life and death. Luo Feng."

"Unexpectedly, the Liuyun leader student, who could become the No. 1 Wukui, is not easy for Luo Feng."

The white-faced warrior behind the old man raised his brows. The man wore a long sword on his waist and his eyes were plain, but in his plain eyes, there was a sword spirit, as if he would kill someone at any time.

Qing Yunhou was silent, only a pair of eyes flashed with spirit.

When the purple-clothed old man saw this, he waited silently, without speaking.

After a while, Qing Yunhou's eyes flashed coldly and suddenly said: "Steward Yuan, you can arrange to send someone to Tiangen Mountain."

"Hou Ye wants to deal with Luo Feng?"

The old man looked at Qing Yunhou’s face, thought about it, and said: “Young Master is a master of the New Dragon List, and the Qixue Xuanjin cultivated has also reached the green snow realm. Although Luo Feng has become the first Wukui, he is talented. Amazing, but in only three months, he should not be the opponent of the young master."

The white-faced swordsman nodded and said: "Yes, Luo Feng is a genius, and the son is also a genius!"

Qing Yunhou waved his hand and interrupted the two, his eyes became solemn:

"What I want is not that it should be, but it is foolproof! Jianxin Tianyu is very important and must be obtained, and there can be no mistakes! Moreover, I have found someone to investigate, this Luo Feng was only the chakra realm double cultivation six months ago , I don’t know any adventures, the cultivation base suddenly began to advance by leaps and bounds, and in only half a year, he was already a warrior in the Spirit Rotation Realm. This person is not easy!"

"What!"

The face of the purple-clothed old man and the white-faced swordsman changed slightly.

In half a year, it was a miracle to go from the second chakra state to the third spiritual rotation state!

Taking a deep breath, the purple-clothed old man nodded and said: "Master Hou, I know what to do."

Qingyunhou said: "Don't kill him, let him become a useless person, unable to practice."

"Yes..."

The purple-clothed old man agreed, turned and left the hall with the white-faced swordsman.

Qing Yunhou looked at the dense night outside, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Yue Zhongshan, wait for Jianxin Tianyu to fall into my hand, and see what else you can fight with me!"

"Muan butler, leave this to me."

Walking into the courtyard, the white-faced swordsman looked at the purple-clothed old man and said.

The purple-clothed old man shook his head, "I'll take this matter myself."

"Muan butler, do you want to do it yourself?"

The white-faced swordsman's eyes were startled. The purple-clothed warrior was named Yuan Xinglie. He began to practice at the age of five and entered the Golden Temple at the age of seventeen. In the second year, he entered the Spiritual Rotation Realm. Warrior, and became the steward of Qingyun Mansion.

As far as talent is concerned, Yuan Xinglie can only be described as mediocre. His aptitude is only a little higher than that of ordinary people, but this person has a calm temperament and is more talented in martial arts practice. He has practiced step by step. Already one of the three major stewards of Qingyun Mansion, the eight-tier powerhouse in the Spirit Rotation Realm, his strength is unpredictable.

Taking a deep breath, the white-faced swordsman looked at Yuan Xinglie and said, "Yuan Guanshi~IndoMTL.com~You are going to do it yourself. Is this a trivial matter? A trivial warrior in the Spirit Rotation realm, I It can be easily solved by coming forward."

Yuan Xinglie glanced in the direction of the hall, shook his head and said: "Hou Ye said, this must be foolproof."

The white-faced swordsman smiled faintly: "Since Yuan Guan is in charge, it must be foolproof."

"Young Master is conceited, don't let him know about this." Yuan Xinglie ordered.

"I know this."

The white-faced swordsman nodded and glanced sideways. There was no figure next to him, and he couldn't help but smile.

Woooooooo...

The night breeze screamed through the trees, making the early spring night a little more depressing.

(The power supply of the computer is broken and cannot be regulated. It restarts every few minutes, and I can’t write. I can only make up tomorrow, sorry.)

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