Martial Arts Overlord Chapter 895: Chunfeng wishful knife

Hearing the words of the lean warrior, the other two warriors raised their heads in unison, looking out the window, cold light flashing in their eyes.

Captain Liu is a burly man. He glanced out the window, his thick eyebrows frowned slightly, his eyes thoughtful.

"It seems that just as the son guessed, Dayang City was besieged by blood corpses, and Yang Dingtian could not get away. This time, Yang Waner will participate in the Chamber of Commerce on behalf of Dayang Merchant League. Dayang Merchant League will participate in the Merchant League. The treasure of the meeting must be on her. As long as we find the opportunity to take the treasure, the throne of the first chamber of commerce this year is none other than our heavenly trading firm." The middle-aged warrior who spoke first showed his brilliance and said in thought.

"Why bother."

The youngest swordsman among the three licked his lips, his eyes flashed coldly: "The three of us can't solve them directly, and we can also avoid the sound of wind leakage. The son has been coveting this Yang Wan'er for a long time. I can keep her alive for a while, dedicated to the son."

The young swordsman smiled evilly, his eyes full of sinister and viciousness.

At this time, Captain Li, who had not spoken, suddenly shook his head:

"This is not appropriate. If I am not mistaken, the young man beside Yang Wan'er is Luo Feng, the No. 1 Wukui of the South Six Leaders this year. Yesterday I heard rumors that when the blood corpse was besieging the city, he killed him alone. I am not 100% sure that I can defeat this person with the blood stiff in the seven-level spiritual rotation realm with several heads. Now that Yang Dingtian is promoted to the true original realm, it is no small matter. If they are allowed to escape by chance, the consequences will be disastrous."

"The first Wukui Luofeng? I have heard of this person. When he and Yi Tian were in a life and death duel, but the cultivation base of the five peaks of the Spirit Rotation Realm, how could he be able to kill Ling Xuan in such a short time Blood stiff in the seventh realm? Is this true or not?"

The young warrior's eyes flashed with coldness, and he couldn't believe it.

"It does not matter whether it is true or not. This matter cannot be careless, it must be foolproof."

Captain Liu waved his hand and said: "I have contacted several masters in my family to come to help out. We will follow behind. When they arrive, we will do it later to avoid accidents."

"Hmph, I will try this Luofeng then, is it as good as the rumors!"

The young warrior's eyes were playing with Luo Feng in the crowd, and he snorted somewhat unwillingly, his eyes filled with fierce killing intent.

"Let's go. Keep a little further away, so as not to startle the snake."

Captain Liu stood up, put a silver coin on the table, and the three of them rushed down the restaurant quickly, chasing in the direction where Luo Feng and Yang Wan'er had left.

Leaving Dayang City, Luo Feng and Yang Wan'er immediately performed light work and accelerated their journey.

Dayang City is about 134,000 miles away from the big shopping mall. The Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist, driving at a normal speed, only takes two days to arrive. There is a lot of time, and the two are not in a hurry. , Flying in the sky without rush.

Tianyun Step is only one step away from the sixth stage. On the way, Luo Feng simply hurried along while practicing the Tianyun Step, striving to cultivate the Tianyun Step to the sixth stage as soon as possible.

If the Tianyun Step breaks through to the sixth level, the flame of the Burning King Step will change from red to blood, and its power will be greatly increased. Only then can the real power of the prefecture-level martial arts be exerted.

Yang Wan'er worked extremely hard to practice Da Luo Jin Yan Gong. Although she did not say anything, she had already remembered Yang Dingtian’s words in her heart, hoping to raise her cultivation level to the seventh level of the Spirit Rotation Realm as soon as possible. In the later stage, she went out to practice. She had heard a saying a long time ago: beside the strong, he must be the strong.

One day later, the surrounding area gradually became barren, one by one barren hills, rolling up and down, and no one to see.

"Wan'er, let's take a break here before continuing on our journey."

Luo Feng found a lake in front of him and said to Yang Wan'er next to him.

The two have left Dayangcheng, a day and a night, except for the night rest, they have been on their way. Luo Feng's vitality is strong, but it can be supported, but it was not long before Yang Wan'er broke through the Seventh Layer of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. For her, such a long journey would consume a lot of time. Since there is plenty of time, there is no need to race against time.

Yang Wan'er's smooth nose was filled with gleams of fine sweat. Hearing this, she nodded, "Okay."

Swipe! brush!

The two of them unfolded their bodies and flew across a clearing next to the lake in an instant.

The lake is shimmering, and there are many emerald green willow trees growing around, and the wicker is hanging on the water surface, swaying with the breeze.

"I can't think of such a barren land, there are such good places."

Yang Wan'er looked around, smiled, walked to the lake, stretched out her small hand and held a handful of clear water, splashed it on her face, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of comfort.

Looking at her reflection in the water, Yang Wan'er smiled slightly, put a little water on her hand, and combed the green silk that was a little messy by the wind.

Looking at Yang Wan'er's graceful gesture of pouring water gently, Luo Feng smiled faintly. Yang Wan'er wanted to act vigorously and resolutely. This kind of daughter's behavior was never seen before, but it was not attractive.

After watching the scenery for a while, Luo Feng sighed slightly, turned and walked to the nearby woods, took out the Emperor Yan Potian Sword, and prepared to practice the sword technique.

Spring breeze and drizzle, moisturizing things silently...

With the formula of the Spring Wind Ruyi Knife in his mind, Luo Feng took a deep breath, converged his mind, closed his eyes slightly, and felt the wind and grass around him. The whole person gradually entered a state of forgetting things, as if he had become himself. For a ray of spring breeze, I turned over the ridge, silently, nourishing everything.

"Cut!"

Luo Feng opened his cold eyes when he felt the sound of the wind around him was silent.

Pull the knife out of its sheath.

The action was smooth and flowing, without any pause.

Hey!

Emperor Yan’s Heaven-Breaking Sword came out of its sheath, a cold light, like a white horse passing through a gap, flashed in the void, silently, the ground in front of Luo Feng cracked, extending all the way, the trees along the way automatically split into two, cutting light Smooth, without any roughness.

Swipe!

The light of the knife flashed over the lake, and the calm lake surface split from the middle like paper. A huge cut continued to a kilometer away. The entire lake seemed to be cut in half by this knife. Can't connect together.

Boom! boom!

Two loud noises came out, and the separated water surface suddenly merged into one, rushing into the water wave, which was 20 to 30 meters high, and the water poured down.

Boom!

Luo Feng's palm shook slightly~IndoMTL.com~ The air immediately flowed back, and the water flow formed a huge waterspout, going up against the sky.

"It's worthy of the territorial sword technique..."

Looking at the flat cut marks on the ground, Luo Feng exhaled a sigh of breath and a smile appeared on his face.

After a few days of cultivation, his Chunfeng Wishful Sword has finally achieved something. Although he has not yet reached the point where he can draw a sword and kill people as he wants, his sword-drawing technique has been slightly achieved. Just now, even with the Eightfold Spirit Rotation Realm. In the early days of warriors, under the carelessness, he would be seriously injured if he died.

"Luo Feng, your sword technique..."

Yang Wan'er was about to speak, when Dai's eyebrows suddenly frowned and looked towards the sky.

In the sky, the clouds were rushed out of a big hole by Luo Feng's waterspout, and three awkward figures appeared in the field of vision.

"Three, why have you followed us for so long?"

Luo Feng raised his head and said in a hurry.