Chapter 1339

The crowd separated, and the old man with black hair came out, with a pair of electric eyes, looking at Luo Feng.

"Qiu Heng can be seriously injured by one blow. Your accomplishments should have broken through the real yuan realm. At such an age, it's very good to have this achievement. If I can, I don't want to kill you, but I must let your companion hand in the body of the Dragon silkworm, and all the eggs. "

The old man with black hair can't see Luo Feng's cultivation realm, but with his eyesight, he saw something in the fist just now. The young man in front of him must have broken through the real yuan realm.

The 16-7-year-old martial artist in Zhenyuan area has no accident, and his identity is definitely not simple, so the old man with black hair has some contraindications.

Their aim is to kill the Dragon silkworm with extreme fire. It's better to do more than less. There's no need to offend the redundant enemies.

"It's a fool's dream that he wants to kill the silkworms with extreme fire just because he is a real four level warrior in Yuanjing. Master, let me kill him and turn him into a bloody stupor. "

Blood lotus has long been salivating for the blood essence of Jihuo dragon silkworm. Now, seeing someone want to fight Jihuo dragon silkworm, she immediately started to kill.

Luo Feng ignored the blood lotus and shook his head at the old man with black hair: "excuse me, I can't agree."

"Elder rattan, don't talk nonsense with this boy. Kill him. We'll take the Dragon silkworm."

"Yes, let him know the end of offending our golden sword adventure group."

Other nearby martial artists, looking at Luo Feng, are rolling in their eyes.

Luofeng is a warrior in zhenyuanjing, which is beyond many people's expectation, but there are twenty or thirty of them, three of them are in zhenyuanjing, and elder Teng is a warrior in the later stage of zhenyuanjing, so it's impossible to pay attention to Luofeng.

Seeing Luo Feng's refusal, the old man with black hair could not hold his face. He said with a livid face:

"boy, I'll ask you again, will you let me or not?"

Boom!

When speaking, a surging wave of real yuan swept out of the black haired old man, pushing him to Luofeng like a sea of mountains, and the whole desert set off a gust of wind.

In the face of each other's momentum, Luo Feng did not change his face and said calmly: "it's the same again. If you want to kill the Dragon silkworm, you can take it by yourself. But let me remind you first. I'm afraid you don't have the strength. "

"Arrogance! Elder rattan, let's teach this guy a lesson. "

All the people present were the core members of the golden sword adventure group. They walked outside on weekdays, but they were looked down upon by a 16-7-year-old boy. Their faces were filled with anger. The other two real yuan State Warriors could not bear it, roared loudly, and killed Luo Feng at the same time.

"Elder Mo and elder song are fighting. The boy is dead."

"Well, he's looking for his own death. Elder rattan has given him enough face, but he still doesn't know how to advance or retreat. "

"I'm afraid it's a young man who has achieved success. He's a little complacent. I've seen a lot of such people. "

Other people of the golden sword adventure group, when they saw the two elders put out their hands, they all smiled coldly.

These two elders, one is the early state of zhenyuanjing and the other is the late state of zhenyuanjing, so they are sure to kill Luofeng.

"Broken bone fist!"

"Shining gold and sword spirit!"

Two gold sword adventure leaders, Lao Fei, swooped at Luo Feng's ten step position and exerted their unique skills.

In the void, there is a huge white bone fist force, together with a huge golden sword spirit, enveloping Luo Feng, and the whole space begins to slightly shake.

Luo Feng has no intention of drawing a sword. For him, the two double fighters in zhenyuanjing cannot pose any threat.

"Broken!"

Zhenyuan surging, Luofeng simply a blow out, the mighty Zhenyuan, into a house size fist Gang, roaring out.

"Ah!"

The white bone fist power and the golden sword gang were smashed in a moment. The two people who took the hand, the body guard vigorous Qi smashed, gave out a scream, spit blood and flew out.

All around the discussion came to an abrupt end. The other warriors of the golden sword adventure group were stunned, as if they were ducks holding their throats and making no sound.

Two elders of the dual realms of zhenyuanjing joined hands and were even defeated by one fist! It seems to have suffered a lot of injuries.

Those who just thought that Luofeng was bound to die were stunned by the sudden change, and their palms were cold.

What a terrible power it is to defeat two real Yuan Jing duels with one fist!

"Elder rattan."

The two wounded warriors, returning to the old man with black hair, looked at Luo Feng, and their eyes were frightened. The power of that punch just now is amazing. The two of them have no resistance.

The old man with black hair, who is called the elder rattan, has returned to his mind and looked at Luo Feng. His eyes are full of light. "The middle of the four realms of Zhenyuan realm!"

At this moment, Luo Feng did not deliberately hide the fluctuation of Zhenyuan. The old man with black hair saw his cultivation realm at a glance.

Whoa!

As soon as this speech comes out, the surrounding is in a state of uproar, and the mood shakes again and again. I don't know how to express my mood.

Rattan was also a little famous genius of Dali Dynasty when he was young and old. Until he was near Huajia, his cultivation did not break through to the late stage of the four aspects of zhenyuanjing.

The young man in front of him is only 16 or 17 years old. His cultivation level is comparable to that of elder rattan! Such strength can be compared with the top talents of Dali Dynasty.

"Take my knife."

Clang!

A boxing back two people, Luo Feng did not stop, directly pull out the Emperor Yan broken sky knife, a knife to the situation.

Wheeze! A blade, with the power of Mount Tai pressing against the top, cuts at the old man with black hair.

The old man with black hair was startled. The sword on his waist came out of its sheath in an instant. The blade like the snow turned into dark gold in an instant.

"Broken air sword!"

A hundred meter long dark gold sword Qi, separate the air and resist in front of the blade gang.

Boom!

With a loud sound, the blade and sword Qi both smashed, forming a shock wave. In the desert, countless dust storms rolled up. Some of the lower level gold sword adventurers were forced to step back, unable to stabilize their body shape, and even some people were injured and spit blood.

The old man with black hair retreated four or five steps and his face turned red.

"Let's go!"

He stared at Luo Feng deeply. The old man with black hair looked gloomy and uncertain. Suddenly he ordered.

"Go?"

Hearing this, others were puzzled.

They spent half a month in the desert waiting for the eggs to be laid. Elder Fuji was determined to get the eggs, so he gave up.

It seems to everyone that just now, the two men have not distinguished themselves from each other. However, elder Teng is in the late stage of the four realms of zhenyuanjing, and his accomplishments are much higher than those of his opponents. He should not give up.

"Go!"

The old man with black hair ordered again with a calm face and turned around and left.

Just now, it looks like a split game, but it's not.

He used nearly 80% of his strength to resist a knife cut casually by the other side. He was forced to retreat and fell into the downwind completely.

When fighting, the old man with black hair felt that although the cultivation of the other side was under him, the quality of Zhenyuan was extremely strong. It lasted for a long time and was extremely powerful. How could it be defeated? It was not like Zhenyuan who was the four heavy weapons of Zhenyuan, but Zhenyuan who was the five heavy weapons of Zhenyuan. He would not win more than 50% or even less if he continued to fight.

Although the bottom of my heart was not willing, I saw that the old man with black hair had left, and other people of the golden sword adventure group did not dare to stay. They took the wounded and hurriedly followed.

Seeing a group of people go far, Luo Feng spits out a mouthful of turbid gas.

His knife just now is a warning. If the other side continues to pester, it's no wonder that he is cruel. Now, it seems that the other side is quite interesting.

Boom!

Another loud noise came from afar.

The Dragon silkworm!

Luo Feng was moved and looked back at the place where Su Zhuyun and Jihuo dragon silkworm fought fiercely.