Chapter 2093

The mysterious golden sword is only one foot long. Its body is covered with bright golden runes. It is profound and mysterious. The golden light diffuses across the sky like light ions, reflecting in all directions.

Yu Wentao's whole body is covered with murders, holding a mysterious golden sword, and suddenly swipe it away.

Golden lightning, a flash.

At the same time, the other five Qingyun realms all took out a treasure.

There are six green clouds and six treasures, which are very powerful.

The sky was shaken and reverberated with a roar.

All the people in the upper and lower parts of Bodhi mountain were shocked and their eyes widened.

The six green cloud realms join hands, each holding a treasure, the power of the explosion is immeasurable.

At this moment, the Dragon Lord Luofeng is in the center of the storm.

Looking around, there are many means of attack, almost to devour Luo Feng directly

Everyone's mind is a blank, hold their breath, dare not blink, the heart is tense.

Dragon Master, can you really resist the siege of the six powerful green clouds?

Luo Feng's figure retreated quickly.

The Dharma phase of the boa ox method is broken.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands.

The hearts of the people were tight.

"Go to hell." Yu Wentao's face was ferocious, and he came to the scene with great vigour.

Whoosh!

Luo Feng swept back for a distance again.

"Six green clouds?" Luo Feng's face was so calm that his eyes were calm and calm. He ignored the six strong men in front of him. All of them broke out in this instant. They all wanted to smash Luo Feng to pieces.

Luo Feng was filled with a cold breath.

Between the hands, a black box is suspended between heaven and earth.

It immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Yu Wentao's eyes were immediately locked, and without hesitation, the golden sword weapon was chopped at the black box.

Luo Feng flicks between the fingers, the black box opens.

The bright silver light soared to the sky.

Throwing Knife Set!

At that moment, countless flying knives were swept out and suspended around Luofeng's figure.

The first Dharma form of the Tianluo myriad phenomena realized by Luo Feng is throwing dagger.

Whew! Whew! Whew!

But in an instant, the flying knife will cross the sky, as fast as lightning.

Yu Wentao blocked the golden sword in his hand. In an instant, the golden sword flew out with his body and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The soul felt cut by the blade and screamed.

The method of throwing knives!

The power of cunmang!

All things in the sky, the power is beginning to show.

The Throwing Knife appeared suddenly and quickly.

Small flying knife, thunderbolt.

Whew!

The flying knife breaks the stars.

The blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, but the stars in the palm of Yuwen yunlang's palm are blown through directly.

It's just passing by.

The blood red cutlass can't block the attack of the throwing knife.

Yuwen Tianzhao tries his best, and his defensive weapon has been broken.

Luo Feng's throwing knife is not a single handle, but hundreds of thousands.

All in one go, terror against the sky.

The warriors at the foot of Bodhi mountain looked up as if they had seen such a scene Taking Luofeng as the center, the bright and bright light of the Throwing Knife shot out, and the six strong green clouds fell down one after another.

No one can stop it.

Everyone's eyes are full of shock, the heart is like a sea of water.

"Another way." Luo Qigong was excited and exclaimed, "this is definitely a method of spiritual cultivation."

How to use the Throwing Knife!

Up and down the Bodhi mountain, people have never seen such a powerful Throwing Knife.

Bang bang bang!

The six green clouds of the Yuwen family have all fallen down the Bodhi mountain.

Whoa!

Luo Feng's figure is like the wind, and Jiuli Shengdao is scabbard again.

Chasing thunder in ancient times!

Come on!

In a twinkling of an eye, the sword is near Bodhi mountain.

Yu Wentao was shocked and his eyes were wide and round.

Luo Feng's knife is just cutting at him.

"No..." Yu Wentao resisted wildly and roared in despair. However, he could not resist Luo Feng's sword.

Blood stained Bodhi mountain.

The nine Li sword in Luo Feng's hand is directly inserted into Yu Wentao's heart.

Whew!

Jiuli Shengdao was pulled out, accompanied by a bright red blood arrow, dyed red the sky of dawn.

At dawn, however, Yu Wentao could no longer see the rising sun.

I'll kill you.

Luo Feng did not stop.

The knife is as light as electricity.

Yu Wentao is only the first.

Luo Feng's eyes are cold, beating the flame of revenge.

From tonight on, from this moment on, all that Luo's pulse has endured will be returned to Yuwen clan one by one."Evil slaves who deceive their masters will have retribution." Luo Feng's expression is indifferent. Yu Wenyuan Zhi, after Yu Wentao, falls into a pool of blood and dies.

Luo Feng, who has already become the God of death, reaps his life with a sickle.

If you kill one, you'll go to hell.

Then Luo Feng, will not hesitate to fall into 18 layers of hell, but also to revenge this deep blood feud.

Whew!

The knife is sharp and unstoppable.

A head went up to the sky, blood spilled all over the ground.

Yuwenyuanfei died.

"Go! Let's go

The remaining three green clouds, a white haired Yuwen YeGe and two saints, are completely flustered at the moment.

They never thought that it would be possible to leave their lives on Mt. Bodhi.

Six green clouds, heaven prison, how can anyone match this world?

At this moment, they all knew they were wrong.

The Lord of the Dragon Palace, they can't afford to provoke them or fight against them.

Even if all kinds of means are used, they are incomparable.

Only escape.

But can we escape?

Yuwen YeGe was the first one to run. His speed was very fast. He turned into Liuguang and rushed to the north

A bronze tripod fell from the sky.

Bang to the ground, directly will Yuwen YeGe suppressed on the ground.

Puff a blood arrow spurt out, Yuwen YeGe falls to the ground.

"Let me give him a ride." Chu meteor rushes up.

At this time, Yuwen yunlang and Yuwen Tianzhao, the two great sons, fled in one direction.

The bright Throwing Knife, like a shadow, is behind them, releasing a lethal breath.

Between the electric light and flint, Yu Wen Yun Lang's hand suddenly appeared a flying shuttle shaped treasure.

"Flying shuttle, stop him." In the distance, Su Lifan roared anxiously.

Boom! Boom!

A handle flying knife thundered. Yuwen yunlang grinned grimly and held a flying shuttle in his hand. His eyes burst into madness and roared, "Luo Feng, don't be too happy too early. Everything you do tonight will surely be punished. The strong of Penglai Xiandao will come again." At the same time, Yuwen yunlang turned his head and fixed his eyes on Su

Lifan, "Su men will fall into an irreparable place because of your choice."

A group of blazing light wrapped up the Yuwen cloud wave.

He triggered the power of the flying shuttle, and he was confident that he could escape the disaster.

He put down the cruel words, eyes full of resentment staring at Luo Feng.

Tonight, Penglai's pride is shattered by a man.

He had to rely on the flying shuttle to save his life.

"You wait to die."

Yuwen cloud wave crazy roar, completely unconscious, has a face array of flags from the sky, blocking the space where he is. Even if it's a flying shuttle, it can't take him away.