Martial Arts Overlord Chapter 898: Calculate each other, will calculate
"Zhou Xian?"
Hearing the words of the old man in grey clothes, Yang Wan'er was covered with a layer of frost, and said coldly: "I can't imagine that the famous veteran Zhou Xian from Tianwei Trading Company will come to meet us in person. It is really flattering for Wan'er."
Seeing Yang Wan'er see through her identity, the middle-aged warrior frowned slightly: "Zhou Yuan elder."
"What are you afraid of, today is that they are hard to fly with their wings."
The gray-clothed old man waved his hand, looked at Yang Wan'er and Luo Feng proudly, and said:
"Yes, I am Zhou Xian of Tianwei Trading Company. It is an honor for you to die in my hands."
Yang Wan'er's beautiful eyes flashed slightly: "I heard that the young master of Juding Firm Han Xuan was attacked and injured on the way to the big shopping mall a few days ago. It seems that this incident is also your Heavenly Firm. For."
The gray-clothed old man snorted coldly: "So what? That kid Han Xuan was lucky. When he killed him, there happened to be a warrior from the real yuan realm passing by and let him escape. Today you don’t have such good luck. ."
Yang Wan'er's plump red lips evoked a hint of sarcasm: "Zhou Tai, the former Patriarch of your Tianwei Commercial Bank, is also a well-known hero in the Canglan Dynasty. Now that he passed away, the new Patriarch took office, he used such a despicable I’m afraid that the old Patriarch will not look down under Jiuquan."
"What do you yellow-haired girl know! Winners and losers, as long as our Tianwei firm is on the throne of the No. 1 firm this year, where is the place where your Dayang Merchants can speak..." The middle-aged warrior showed a trace of embarrassment. , Couldn't help but curse.
Hearing this, Yang Wan'er's eyes flashed slightly, listening carefully to the other party's words. Tianwei Trading Company was deliberate this time and wanted to be on the throne of God a trading company, which made her very puzzled.
"Enough!"
The gray-clothed old man suddenly waved his hand and interrupted the middle-aged warrior. With murderous eyes, he looked at Yang Wan'er and Luo Feng: "This is the gossip, you two, it's time to send you on the road. "
Wow!
When speaking, the gray-clothed old man was full of hair and beard, and his whole body was vigorous.
Yang Wan'er's beautiful eyes condensed slightly. The strength of this veteran Zhou was stronger than she had imagined. The middle-aged warrior was a middle-aged warrior in the Seventh Layer of the Spirit Rotation Realm. He was also not a general one. The strength of the two sides was too great. Great, in this battle, she did not have much confidence in winning.
"Hahahaha..."
When Yang Wan'er was thinking about everything in her heart, she burst out laughing and suddenly shocked.
Luo Feng held the Emperor Yan Potian Sword in his hand, stepped out in one step, staring at the gray-clothed old man, with a sneer of disdain at the corner of his mouth, and said:
"Send us on the road, you are so loud. In my eyes, the two of you are just like clowns. I want to kill you without any effort. I think it is you who will die today. "
The middle-aged warrior's forehead violently throbbed with blue veins, and said angrily: "Boy, who do you think you are! However, there is no such arrogant qualification here as a warrior in the seventh stage of the spiritual rotation realm."
Yang Wan'er looked at Luo Feng, her eyebrows frowned slightly.
In her impression, Luo Feng would not be so rude. These words made her a little surprised. She stood aside and watched the changes.
"Boy, you dare to kill in front of me, the most **** person here is you!"
The gray-clothed old man's face also sank, and his majestic aura rose to the sky, forcing the nearby clouds to spread out in all directions.
As a veteran of a heavenly firm, he has never been subjected to such insults.
Luo Feng didn't change his face, and with a loud sound, he inserted the Emperor Yan Potian Sword back into its scabbard, and said indifferently: "I will give you a hand."
As soon as these words came out, the face of the middle-aged warrior became even more ugly. As a swordsman, before the battle, he even inserted the sword back into the scabbard, which was undoubtedly a naked provocation.
"In front of me, you can't help being presumptuous! Just by what you just said, today, I want you to be cramped! Come here!"
The gray-clothed old man rushed into the crown, looking at Luo Feng with a gloomy look, stretched out his hand to close it, and the air in front of him immediately formed a whirlpool, violently torn, trying to draw Luo Feng over.
"Cut!"
The moment the gray-clothed old man started his hands, Luo Feng's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and in an instant, endless sharp aura filled the entire space, and the air current vortex stopped for a few minutes.
The opponent is the pinnacle master in the early stage of the Eighth Layer of the Spirit Rotation Realm. Luo Feng has little confidence in winning the battle, so he deliberately inserted the Emperor Yan Tianpo Sword back into the scabbard, and then stimulated the opponent with words to expose his flaws. As a result, it is not impossible to kill the opponent by unexpectedly using the Chunfeng Ruyi Sword.
Seeing that the gray-clothed old man made a rage and wanted to capture himself, Luo Feng knew that he had no chance to lose, and he immediately urged the general trend with all his strength and used the spring breeze wishful knife.
Hey!
As soon as the Emperor Yan Potian Sword was out of its sheath, a cold sword air burst out, extremely condensed, and the air current vortex separated automatically wherever it went.
"What!"
The gray-clothed old man only felt a flower in front of him, the light of the sword had already forced him, and the terrifying explosive power contained in the light of the sword changed his expression drastically, and he hurriedly retreated.
Puff!
The light of the knife flashed, and the blood spattered. The gray-clothed old man flew upside down for more than ten steps. His face was pale. His right arm was chopped off by the wrist, and only the broken wrist was left with blood flowing.
"Zhou Yuan Lao!"
The middle-aged martial artist was shocked, his figure flashed, and he appeared next to Yuan Yuan Zhou. When he looked at Luo Feng again, his expression was no longer the arrogance he had before, and there was a hint of fear hidden in it.
Everything happened just now between the electric light and flint. He only felt a flower in front of him. The gray-clothed old man had been seriously injured. He asked himself in his heart, if the knife just hit him, how sure would he survive?
And the result made him feel cold.
"It's a pity..."
A trace of regret flashed in Luo Feng's eyes. Just now, the old man in gray could have been beheaded. But in the end, the opponent is a veteran spiritual rotation realm martial artist, even if it is careless, his own strength and experience should not be underestimated. At the critical moment, he avoided a lore and just broke a hand.
"You dare to deceive! Brat, the old man can't spare you!"
The gray-clothed old man rushed into his crown, his eyes filled with thick bloodshot eyes. Regardless of his injuries, his body was like lightning, and he swept out, volleyed towards Luo Feng with his palm, the huge red palm like a soldering iron enveloped a large area of space. , Evaporating a large area of the clouds.
"If it was just now, I would still be afraid of you by three points. As for now, I am not afraid of you."
Luo Feng showed a sneer, and Emperor Yan Potian knife volleyed down.
"Thunder and fire shocked the sky!"
Boom!
Under the blessing of the general trend, the power of this knife is unimaginable. The red knife gang with a length of tens of meters is crushed all the way, like a thunder fire, falling from the sky, and you can see a trace of arc flashing in a space of hundreds of meters. Cut the scarlet palms apart, and then cut off the gray-clothed old man behind with amazing power.
"Damn it!"
The gray-clothed old man's face was startled, but after all he was an eight-fold warrior in the Spiritual Rotation Realm. He was not too panicked. He roared, making a fist with one hand in his left hand, and the red halo all over his body expanded fiercely, and the hot and domineering aura condensed on his left arm A huge tiger head came out and punched out.
Roar!
In the void, there was a roar of tigers and a long roar, a giant tiger full of flames, rushed out, biting on the light of the knife, fighting in pairs.
Card wipe!
The light of the knife was shattered, and the scarlet giant tiger was also smashed by the broken sword energy, and the smoke disappeared. However, the old man in gray underestimated the power of the knife light, and was chopped on his body by several broken sword energy. With a mad retreat, he opened his mouth and spouted blood.
"Elder Zhou Yuan, this kid is too powerful. Let's leave here for now and make plans!" The middle-aged warrior swallowed and spit, and proposed to the gray-clothed old man.
The gray-clothed old man has a blue face, gritted his teeth and said:
"Where to go? The mission failed, this Canglan dynasty, I am afraid there will be no place for you and me. Don't say whether the Patriarch and Yang Dingtian will let us go, but that alone will not let us. We stay in the world! If we want to survive, we join forces with me to kill this kid!"
The middle-aged warrior seemed to think of something, his face was shocked, and finally nodded fiercely:
"Okay! Be careful!"
As soon as the middle-aged warrior raised his head, his face suddenly changed, and he reminded him that his voice was abnormally rapid.
"If you want to kill me, you probably don't have this chance anymore."
Luo Feng's figure appeared ten steps behind the gray-clothed old man.
"I have been waiting for you!"
Unexpectedly, the gray-clothed old man with his back facing Luo Feng was very calm, and his eyes burst into cruel and fierce light. Luo Feng's sword technique was too powerful, so he set up a plan to deliberately expose the flaws. Such a distance is beneficial to him. .
While speaking, the gray-clothed old man burst into flames all over his body, turning into a huge fireball, and blasted out with a punch.
Boom!
With a punch, the vitality of the surrounding space rioted. Giant tigers roared towards Luo Feng's body, nearly a hundred, as if to tear him and this space into pieces.
Yang Wan'er's face changed slightly, and the power of this punch was several times that of just now. Obviously, the gray-clothed old man also had reservations. Waiting for this moment, the eightfold warrior of the Spirit Rotation Realm made a full blow, which was no small matter.
The middle-aged warrior showed ecstasy. This is the most powerful method used by the gray-clothed old man, Hundred Tigers Smash! The gray-clothed old man once used this trick to severely wound a martial artist in the early stage of the spiritual rotation realm with one punch. Even if he was injured at this moment, he wanted to kill a martial artist in the late stage of the spiritual rotation realm.
"Sorry, you seem to be happy too soon."
At this moment, Luo Feng's voice sounded again, but it came from another direction, and the wind was light.
Luo Feng has never attacked the opponent, and no one has successfully attacked him. Just when he approached the gray-clothed old man, he felt that the opponent was secretly accumulating vitality. Once it broke out, it was enough to shake him to pieces, and immediately used his full sky cloud step. The figure flew out, even more so, leaving an afterimage of vitality in place, confusing the opponent.
Boom boom boom...
Hundred-headed giant tigers whizzed out~IndoMTL.com~ towards a soil **** hundreds of meters away. In an instant, the soil **** broke apart from it, and the entire hill disappeared out of thin air.
"How is it possible! How do you know that I am going to attack you!"
Seeing Luo Feng safe and sound, the gray-clothed old man widened his eyes and couldn't believe it. He couldn't dodge this blow by himself, thinking that Luo Feng would inevitably be too, but the facts slapped him severely.
Luo Feng didn't give the other party a chance to continue to be surprised. This person staying behind was really a threat. There was a murderous flash in his eyes, and he slashed with all his strength. Suddenly, a sword light as heavy as a mountain came out.
Strong murderous intent, the gray-clothed old man's complexion changed drastically, and he couldn't help but want to meet with both hands, but his right hand only had a broken arm.
Puff!
The blade light flashed, and the gray-clothed old man maintained his defensive posture with his hands raised, his head fell from his neck, and blood spurted out.
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