"This person knows me?"

Luo Feng's eyes flashed and looked at the white faced swordsman on the opposite side.

The white faced swordsman is about thirty years old, with a little smile on his face. His eyes are like two machetes, shining. His white face, like a dead man, is a face never seen before.

Several disciples of the blood devil sect died. Ye Siyi and Zhu Ling are relieved at the moment.

Ye Siyi put the sword back into the scabbard and said, "thank you for your help..."

"Wait."

Ye Siyi wants to go on and is stopped by Luo Feng.

His eyes fell on the white faced swordsman. Luo Feng said, "who are you? Why do you know me?"

Hearing Luo Feng's words, ye Siyi and Zhu Ling are both stunned.

Just now, they thought that Luo Feng and the white faced swordsman were familiar with each other. Now, it seems that this is not the case.

"It's worthy of being the number one warrior, with a keen intuition."

In the face of Luo Feng's eyes, the white faced swordsman raised his eyebrows and smiled, "you don't need to know my identity. You just need to know that I'm the one who's here to kill you! "

Voice falls, white faced swordsman's shoulder shakes, a knife cuts out.

Brush!

The thick Sabre Qi roared out with a chill. It only came from Luofeng. The ground cracked and the sharp edge was hard to be used.

"What!"

The sudden changes made Ye Siyi and Zhu Ling look slightly changed. Both of them put out their hands at the same time. Their sharp sword energy was integrated into the purple gun strength, and they went up.

Boom

As soon as the two forces contact, a huge bang breaks out, and the energy of the heaven and earth around them bursts wildly.

Ye Siyi and Zhu Ling were shocked and retreated. Their Qi and blood were boiling, and almost a mouthful of blood was coming out.

Luo Feng reaches out his hand to stop Ye Siyi and Zhu Ling. He looks at the white faced swordsman on the opposite side, and his face is slightly heavy.

Just now, he caught a trace of murderous intention in the eyes of the other party. He guessed that the comer was not good. He didn't expect that the other party was coming for him.

Judging from the blade just now, the cultivation of this man is far more than that of the leader of the bloody warrior. He should be a top martial artist in the four aspects of spiritual circle!

Zhu Ling steadied her figure, looked at the white faced swordsman with purple eyes: "who are you? Why are you attacking us?"

The white faced swordsman glanced at Ye Siyi and Zhu Ling and smiled lightly:

"I said that I came for Luo Feng, and you two can leave now. As for you

The line of sight fell on Luo Feng. The white faced swordsman said, "if you break your arm, I'll spare your life."

"A broken arm?"

Luo Feng's eyes flickered for a while, looking at the white faced swordsman. He sneered and said, "if I don't guess wrong, are you from Qingyun mansion?"

He doesn't know each other. Besides, he is also a famous expert in the Jianghu. Ordinary forces can't afford to invite him.

Luo Feng wants to come and go. Qingyun mansion is the most suspect.

"Qingyun mansion?"

Ye Siyi's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. She looked at the white faced swordsman and suddenly said, "you are the merciless Qiu Qianren in Qingyun mansion!"

The white faced swordsman looked coldly and said:

"I can't imagine that there are people who know me in the four colleges. However, in that case, none of you three will want to leave here today. "

Luo Feng said in a deep voice: "I have an agreement with Yi Tian to fight for life and death in the Imperial City three months later. Are you not afraid that Qingyun mansion will lose face when you fight me now! Besides, if this matter is known by Yuejia, you may not be able to explain it. "

Luo Feng's eyes are gloomy. Now he is stronger than others. He is the top four martial artists in the spirit whirling environment. The three of them are not rivals. They can only stabilize each other and wait for the chance to escape.

Although we don't know the identity of yuehaitang, from Yi Tian's point of view, yuehaitang's family should not be under Qingyun mansion.

The white faced swordsman didn't care. He said with a smile:

"don't worry, I won't kill you today, just take one arm. As for the moon family, I don't pay attention to it. As long as Yitian Shizi wins the sword heart Tianyu this time, the moon family will disappear from the world sooner or later! "

Hum!

In the void, suddenly there was a cold hum.

Luo Feng frowned slightly and glanced around. For a moment, he seemed to feel something.

"Is it an illusion?"

There is no one else in the wasteland near here.

Seeing Luo Feng looking around, Qiu Qianren said with a smile, "don't play with these little cleverness in front of me. Do you think someone will come to save you at such a time? "

Ye Siyi knew that it was impossible to escape from the four peak warriors in the spirit whirling environment. Coldly he said:

"Luo Feng, the three of us are not necessarily his opponents when we work together."

"Not bad!"

Zhu Ling's red tassel and spear burst out with vigour, and her whole body rose to a bright purple glow.

Qiu Qianren seemed to hear the funniest joke in the world. He laughed and said: "it seems that you are a little complacent to be on the top of the Wukui list! Do it, I will let you know what is real despair! "

Brush!

Ye Siyi and Zhu Ling are boiling all over their bodies. They are ready to start. A figure appears in front of them.

"Ye Siyi, stay back. I'll deal with him." Luo Feng looks at the white faced swordsman.

"You alone?" Ye Siyi's eyebrows are slightly wrinkled.

Zhu Ling was also surprised, and hurriedly said: "he is the top four martial artists in lingxuanjing......"

"I know that."

Luo Feng nodded slightly, giving them a reassuring look.

Having seen the technique of white faced swordsman, Luo Feng thought that even if the three people joined hands, they would not be rivals.

Face to face, I'm afraid all three will die here.

"Then be careful yourself."

Although Ye Siyi was full of doubts, she chose to believe in Luofeng and pulled Zhu Ling aside.

"Ye Siyi, do you think Luo Feng can beat Qiu Qianren?" Said Zhu Ling.

Ye Siyi shook her head.

"Then how can you..."

Ye Siyi said, "Luofeng is not a rash man. Since he said so, he must have his own plan."

"I hope so. But we still have to plan for the worst. "

Zhu Ling takes a look at Luo Feng and accumulates his vitality.

"Boy, are you really going to fight with me alone?"

The white faced swordsman looked at Luo Feng and frowned. The calm expression of the other side made him feel a bit unnatural, inexplicably cold in the bottom of his heart, as if something terrible would happen.

However, as soon as the idea appeared, it was immediately denied by him.

It's impossible for him to be an opponent.

Luo Feng said indifferently, "don't talk nonsense, do it!"

"Hum, I see you don't see the coffin and don't cry! Cold hell Sabre Qi! "

The white faced swordsman drank heavily. There was a cold air around his blade. He stepped out step by step, and there were several thick cracks on the ground, and then he split towards Luofeng.

Boom!

The next moment.

Like the nine day thunder, the sharp Sabre air combines with the cold force and turns into a thick wind and snow Sabre air, covering Luofeng in it.

Ye Siyi and Zhu Ling are shocked at the bottom of their hearts. Even though they are so far away, they are all excited by the cold in the sabre Qi.

Luo Feng's eyes are slightly heavy. Although he is not surprised, he cuts the same knife straight out. The thick knife turns into a white line and cuts on the air of the snow knife.

Boom!

The strong shock wave swept all over the place, and the ground was shaken violently. The light of the snow blade broke down first, reducing the air of the snow blade and sweeping towards Luofeng.

"Back to the wind!"

Luo Feng raised his eyebrows, clenched his left hand and burst out.

All of a sudden, the bright and inflamed light surged, crushing the remaining Sabre Qi.

Bang Bang Bang

From Juli's left hand, Luo Feng's figure collapses, and Qi and blood in the shocked body are floating, almost spewing out a mouthful of blood.

"Luofeng!"

Ye Siyi and Zhu Ling lose their color in fright. Just about to come forward, they are stopped by Luo Feng.

"I'm fine."

Looking at Luo Feng, the white faced swordsman was determined and despised sneer: "boy, I'm dying and dare to speak hard!"

When the voice falls, the white faced swordsman cuts again.

Senbai Dao Qi contains endless explosive power. Everywhere, the air is separated automatically, and there is a big crack several meters wide on the ground.

Luo Feng's eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and the ground immediately cracked with a shock at his feet. Behind him, there were two rounds of vigorous Jinyang, and the whole person's momentum climbed to the top.

"Golden sun flame cutting!"

Hold the knife with both hands, and lift it high. After Luofeng is ready for a moment, he splits it down. In a flash, the red light cuts the sabre Qi of the white faced swordsman.

The power of this Sabre is several times higher than Gaocai. It actually blocks the attack of the white faced saber. It's just a strong shock wave, which still makes Luo Feng unstable and fly backward.

On the way, Luo Feng's eyes flash, his left hand moves, and a cold light shoots at the white faced swordsman.

Whew!

The cold light was so fast that it was almost in a flash before the white faced swordsman.

When the eyebrows of the white faced swordsman were raised, the figure retreated and the light of the knife came straight out.

Card wipe!

In the crisp sound, the cold light is divided into two parts and falls on the ground. It's a half foot long dart.

"Boy, you are playing this kind of abacus. You want to plot against me. It's a pity that you are a little tender! "

The white faced swordsman looks at the dart broken into two pieces on the ground, and his eyes show disdain. He says in the middle of his mouth:

"it seems that even if I don't come, two months later, you will not be an opponent of Yitian Shizi. However, since I'm here, I can't walk for nothing. I'll take your right hand. "

When the voice fell, the figure of the white faced swordsman flashed, and the cold light stretched out from the blade, aiming at Luo Feng's right arm, and chopped it down.

"Nine netherworld heavens!"

Brush!

At the moment when the knife light fell, Sen Han's knife was gasified into a piece of white cold inflammation. He suppressed it all over the world and wanted to devour Luo Feng completely.

Luo Feng's eyes are sharp and he tries his best to promote the general trend.

"A thunderbolt!"

Crackle!

The thunder blows. A bright blade of snow contains boundless energy. It extends to the extreme, making the air in the whole space separate to both sides automatically.

Boom!

The air of the sky Sabre is broken, and Luo Feng is shocked back and forth. When he steps on it, he can resist the blood boiling in his chest, and then he stands up and cuts it out in the air.

Wheeze!

With the force of wind and thunder, the thick Sabre light rolled over to the white faced swordsman.

At the same time, Luo Feng waved his left hand, and a green light flew out, straight to the white faced door.

"I dare to show off my skills!"

The white faced swordsman's eyes were disdainful. He snorted coldly. His left hand was grasping the blue light. His right hand was shaking. The long sword burst out a thick Sabre Qi and chopped at Luofeng.

Bang, two knife gas meet, broken into countless gas force, wheezing to all directions.

Luo Feng's figure fades. Finally, he can't suppress the blood boiling in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurts out.

"Hum! No one can stop me from killing people! "