Chapter 902

"Zhou Xian?"

Hearing the words of the old man in grey, Yang Wan'er's face was covered with frost and said coldly: "I didn't expect that Zhou Xianyuan, a famous businessman in Tianwei, would come to meet us in person, which really flattered Wan'er."

Seeing Yang Wan'er's identity, the middle-aged martial artist frowned slightly: "elder Zhou."

"What are you afraid of? Today is that they can't fly."

With a wave of his hand, the old man in grey looked at Yang Waner and Luo Feng with arrogant eyes and said:

"yes, I'm Zhou Xian of Tianwei business. It's your honor to die in my hand."

"I heard that Han Xuan, the little owner of juding business, was attacked and injured on the way to the mall a few days ago. It seems that this is what your Tianwei business did."

The old man in grey hums coldly: "what's the matter? Han Xuan is lucky. When he killed him, there was a real yuan territory warrior passing by and let him escape. You have no such good luck today. "

Yang Wan'er's plump red lips aroused a touch of sarcasm: "Zhou Tai, the former head of your Tianwei business, is also a famous hero of canglan Dynasty. Now when he dies, the new head takes office, he uses such mean means. I'm afraid that the old head won't die in peace under Jiuquan."

"What do you know! As long as our Tianwei commercial firm becomes the first commercial firm this year, where can you talk about the Dayang commercial alliance... " The middle-aged warrior's face showed a trace of embarrassment and could not help but open his mouth to drink and scold.

Hearing this, Yang Waner's eyes twinkled and listened to each other's words carefully. Tianwei firm was so thoughtful this time that she wanted to ascend the throne of God firm, which made her very confused.

"Enough!"

The old man in grey suddenly waved, interrupted the middle-aged warrior's words, looked at Xiangyang Wan'er and Luo Feng with murderous eyes: "here's the gossip, you two, it's time to take you on the road."

Whoa!

When talking, the old man in grey needs to have his hair open and his whole body full of vitality.

Yang Wan'er's beautiful eyes slightly coagulated. The strength of the elder Zhou is even stronger than she imagined. The middle-aged martial artist is the middle-term martial artist of the seventh level of lingxuanjing. She is also not a general one. The strength of the two sides is very different. In this war, she has little confidence to win.

"Hahahaha..."

Yang Wan'er was thinking about everything in her heart when she burst out laughing and suddenly shocked all around.

Luo Feng, holding Di Yan's heaven breaking sabre in his hand, stepped out step by step and looked at the old man in grey with a sneer of disdain. He said:

"take us on the road, you have a big breath. In my eyes, you two are just like clowns, I want to kill you, no effort. I think it's you who will die today. "

The middle-aged martial artist's forehead was beating with blue tendons and said angrily, "boy, who do you think you are! However, you are not qualified to be arrogant here. "

Yang Wan'er looks at Luo Feng, a pair of willow eyebrows frown slightly.

In her impression, Luo Feng would not be so rebellious and disrespectful, which surprised her and stood aside to watch.

"Boy, you dare to kill in front of me. The most damned person here is you!"

The old man in grey also had a heavy face, and his majestic momentum rose up, forcing the nearby clouds to disperse in all directions.

As the elder of Tianwei business, he has never suffered such insults.

Luo Feng's face did not change. With a clang, he inserted the emperor's burning heaven breaking knife back into the scabbard and said coldly, "I want you to have one hand."

As soon as this remark came out, the middle-aged warrior's face became more ugly. As a swordsman, he even inserted the knife back into the scabbard before the battle, which was undoubtedly a naked provocation.

"In front of me, you can't be presumptuous! Just as you said, today, I'm going to pull out your bones and cramp you! Come here! "

The old man in grey is furious. He looks at Luo Feng with gloomy eyes. He reaches out and closes the air. The air in front of him immediately forms a vortex. He tear it violently. He wants to pull Luo Feng away.

"Cut!"

At the moment when the old man in grey started, Luo Feng's eyes flashed. In an instant, endless sharp air filled the whole space, and the air vortex stagnated for a few minutes.

The other side is the top master in the early stage of the eight aspects of the spirit whirling environment. Luo Feng has a very small grasp of winning. Therefore, he deliberately inserts the Emperor Yan sky breaking Sabre back into the scabbard, and then excites the other side with words to show his flaws. In this way, it's not impossible to kill the other side when he accidentally uses the spring wind like sabre.

Seeing that the old man in grey was furious and wanted to capture himself, Luo Feng knew that it was an opportunity. He immediately urged the general situation with all his strength and used the spring wind Ruyi Dao.

Wheeze!

As soon as Emperor Yan's sky breaking Sabre comes out of its sheath, a cold and sharp Sabre bursts out, which is extremely concise. Wherever it goes, the air flow whirlpool will be separated automatically.

"What!"

The old man in grey felt only a flower in front of him. The sword light had forced him to come to him. The terrible explosive power contained in the sword light made him look changed greatly, and he hurried out of his body to retreat.

Poop!

There was a flash of knife light, blood splashed, and the old man in grey took more than ten steps backward. His face was pale. His right arm was cut off with all his wrists, and only his wrists were broken all the time.

"Old Zhou!"

The middle-aged warrior was shocked. He appeared beside Zhou Yuanlao. When he looked at Luo Feng again, his face was not as proud as before. There was still a bit of fear in it.

Just now, everything happened between the lightning and the Firestone. He only felt a flower in front of his eyes. The old man in grey had been seriously injured. He asked himself in his heart, if the knife just went to him, how much could he have lived.

The result was a chill in his heart.

"It's a pity..."

There was a trace of regret in Luo Feng's eyes. Just now, he could have beheaded the old man in grey. But the other side is the old lingxuanjing warrior in the end. Even if he is careless for a while, his strength and experience can not be underestimated. At the critical moment, he avoids killing a knife, but just breaks one hand.

"You dare to cheat! Son of a bitch, I can't spare you! "

The old man in grey is furious. His eyes are filled with thick blood. Regardless of his injuries, he is like lightning. He flies out of the sky and kills Luo Feng with one palm. His red is like a huge palm gang of a soldering iron. It covers a large area of space and evaporates a large area of clouds.

"If just now, I'm afraid of you. As for now, I'm not afraid of you. "

Luo Feng smiles coldly. Emperor Yan breaks the Heaven Sword and cuts it in the air.

"Thunder and fire frighten the sky!"

Boom!

With the help of the general trend, the power of this sword is unimaginable. The red color sword Gang, which is tens of meters long, rolls down like a thunder fire. It falls from the sky. In the space of hundreds of meters, you can see a flicker of electric arc, and directly cut the red color palm gang. Then, with amazing power, it cuts back to the old man in gray.

"Hateful!"

The old man in grey looks surprised. However, he is a martial artist of eight levels in the spiritual circle. He doesn't panic too much. He roars. He clenches his left hand with one fist. His red halo expands fiercely. The hot and domineering breath condenses a huge tiger head on his left arm and blows it out.

Roar!

In the void, a tiger roars and moans, and a huge tiger, which burns all over, rushes out, bites at the light of the knife, and fights against each other.

Card wipe!

The sword light is broken, and the red giant tiger is also cut to pieces by the broken sword gas, which disappears. However, the old man in grey looks down on the power of the sword light, and is cut by several pieces of broken sword gas. His body shape retreats wildly, and his mouth spouts blood.

"Zhou Yuanlao, this boy is too fierce. Let's get out of here for a while, and then make plans! " The middle-aged warrior swallowed his saliva and suggested to the old man in grey.

The old man in grey looks blue, gnashing his teeth:

"where to go? Mission failure, this canglan Dynasty, I'm afraid there will be no place for you and me. It's not to say whether the owner and yangdingtian will let us go, but the one who won't let us stay in the world! If you want to live, join hands with me and kill this kid! "

The middle-aged warrior seemed to think of something. His face shook, and finally he nodded his head severely:

"OK! Watch out! "

As soon as the middle-aged warrior looked up, his face suddenly changed, he began to remind him, and his voice was very urgent.

"I'm afraid you don't have the chance to kill me."

Luo Feng appeared ten steps behind the old man in grey.

"I've been waiting for you!"

Unexpectedly, the old God in grey with his back to Luofeng was very calm, and there was cruel light in his eyes. Luofeng's Sabre technique was too powerful, so he set up a plan to show his flaws deliberately. Such a distance was good for him.

At the same time, the old man in grey burst out a bright fire, turned into a huge fireball, and returned to the body with a fist.

Boom!

With one blow, the surrounding space is full of vitality. A huge tiger is roaring to Luo Feng's body. It's nearly a hundred. It seems to tear him and this space into pieces.

Yang Waner's face slightly changed. The power of this fist is several times that of the one just now. Obviously, the old man in grey has some reservations. He has been waiting for this moment. The eight heavy weapons in the spirit whirling environment strike with all their strength, which is very important.

The middle-aged martial arts show ecstasy on their faces. This is the most powerful means for the old man in grey. The hundred tigers smash! The old man in grey used to use this move to seriously injure an early warrior in lingxuanjing eight times. Even if he was injured at this moment, if he wanted to kill a late warrior in lingxuanjing seven times, he should be captured easily.

"I'm sorry, you seem to be so happy too early."

At this time, Luo Feng's voice sounded again, but it came from another direction, light and light.

Luo Feng is the only one who has ever attacked the other side. No one has successfully attacked him. As soon as he approaches the old man in grey, he feels that the other side is accumulating energy secretly. Once it erupts, it will be enough to crush him to pieces. He immediately makes full use of the sky and clouds to steal out the figure. He even plans to leave a shadow of energy in place to confuse the other side.

Boom

Hundreds of giant tigers roared out and rushed to a slope hundreds of meters away. In a flash, the slope broke and the whole mountain disappeared.

"How could it be! How do you know I'm going to attack you! "

Seeing that Luo Feng is safe and sound, the old man in grey looks wide eyed and can't believe it. He can't avoid the attack himself. He thinks that Luo Feng can't avoid it, but the fact slaps him hard.

Luo Feng didn't give the other party the chance to continue to be surprised. The man left behind was really a threat. In his eyes, he killed the enemy with a flash of opportunity. With a full swing of his sword, he suddenly came out with a sword light as heavy as a mountain.

The old man in grey changed his face. He could not help but want to fight with his hands, but his right hand was only broken.

Poop!

In a flash of the knife light, the old man in grey maintained a defensive posture of holding up his hands. His head fell off his neck and blood gushed out.