Chapter 1495

"What a fairyland!"

Looking at the situation like fairyland of heaven, Luo Feng's heart was shocked.

Not only is the scenery charming, Luo Feng also feels that the vitality of heaven and earth here is extremely rich, even higher than that of the middle heaven. Moreover, it is very easy to refine without the violent meaning of the vitality of the middle heaven and earth. Deep breath can feel the growth of the real elements in the body, which is the real cultivation paradise.

"It's no wonder that the nine holy places are praised as holy places of martial arts by countless martial artists. It should be easier to practice here than outside. I'm afraid they will live longer."

Luo Feng felt that compared with such a fairyland in the world, any king, marquis, general, or dignitary is just like passing by, which is the charm of martial arts.

Begonia on the moon was shocked speechless, a pair of eyes shining with different luster.

Around the platform, many sword tomb disciples come and go, talking and laughing.

Judging from the fluctuation of breath, most of these sword tomb disciples' accomplishments are above the Zhenyuan realm. There are only a few teenagers with weak breath, but they are also spiritual circle realm accomplishments. Among them, there are two sword tomb disciples wearing golden sword, whose breath is particularly strong, such as the abyss like the sea, whose accomplishments are unpredictable.

With the appearance of Luofeng and other people, the nearby voice immediately calmed down, and all eyes were focused on several people of Luofeng.

"Eh, who are they? They are not our sword tomb disciples."

"They came back in a hurry in yuankong just now. It seems that something important happened. It's nothing to do with them."

"Look, he's a swordsman!" Some people noticed that the Emperor Yan broke the heaven knife behind Luofeng and made a exclamation.

"Swordsman!"

"What's the matter? How can secular swordsmen step on our sword tomb?"

"Yes, it's the holy land of kendo. How can we let swordsmen get involved?"

At that time, all eyes fell on Luo Feng. There were surprises and doubts in his eyes. More of them were cold. Even some people directly released their swords and wanted to oppress Luo Feng's spirit.

General situation in the body, Luo Feng is not affected by the eyes, but the bottom of my heart is a wry smile.

Although he was already mentally prepared, he was still surprised by this situation. He said to himself, "I'm afraid this trip to the sword curtain will be more difficult than I expected.".

"Well! Dare to resist! "

Several young and vigorous sword tomb disciples in the vicinity, seeing that Luo Feng was able to resist their sword intention with great momentum, were angry at him and showed their sharp eyes. They should try their best to urge the sword intention and suppress Luo Feng's spirit.

"What do you do!"

Luo Shuanghua's eyebrows wrinkled, sleeves waved, and there was a strong wind blowing on the platform, like the cold winter frost wind. It was cold and bone chilling, and it would oppress Luo Feng's sword.

"Senior sister Shuanghua!"

Just now, several disciples of sword meaning saw Luo Shuanghua. Their faces were immediately respectful and they raised their swords to salute each other.

"Senior sister Shuanghua!"

A young girl with a silver sword stood out and glanced at Luo Feng coldly. "Elder martial sister, our sword tomb is the holy land of sword path. How can it be defiled by one of his secular swordsmen?"

Luo Shuanghua said lightly: "I have my own decision on this matter. He holds the sacred object of our sword tomb, sword heart Tianyu. Now he is the guest of our sword tomb. "

"Sword heart sky jade!"

"Found the sword heart Tianyu!"

The people on the scene were shocked and looked at Luo Feng. Their eyes showed their enthusiasm and even forgot about him as a swordsman.

"It's said that Jianxin Tianyu is in the hands of blood relatives of the saint sword emissary. Since Jianxin Tianyu has appeared, then..."

Those who have the heart to activate have already begun to look at Luofeng and yuehaitang, and guess who is the blood relation between them.

Luo didn't let people wait too long. He introduced Yue Haitang and said, "this is the blood relation of the saint sword envoy."

"He is the blood relation of the sword envoy!"

"He is so handsome that he is worthy of the kinship of the saint sword envoy." A female disciple looked at the Begonia and her face was red.

"Well, no matter how handsome it is, it's just a little white face. I thought that the people who inherited the blood of Saint sword envoy would be so powerful. I didn't think it was just the four realms of zhenyuanjing. It was disappointing. It seems that the secular mortal is the secular mortal, who can never be on the table. "

Hearing Luo Shuanghua's words, the disciples of the nearby sword tomb all looked to yuehaitang. Their eyes were a little surprised, some curious, some amazing, some cold and disdainful.

They have always known that the consanguinity left by the combination of the sacred sword envoy and secular mortals will come to the sword tomb one day, and they have all guessed in their hearts how amazing the strength of the man who inherited the blood of the sacred sword envoy will be.

But I didn't think that the other side was only the four realms of zhenyuanjing. In the younger generation of sword tomb disciples, they were only qualified as the middle level.

Yuehaitang doesn't care about other people's eyes and comments. At this moment, he only cares about one thing.

"Senior sister Shuanghua."

Looking up at Luo Shuanghua, Yue Haitang's face was excited and tense. He gently pursed his lips and said: "I Where is my mother? "

"Your mother she..."

Luo Shuanghua and Dai Mei wrinkled slightly.

The moon crabapple looks slightly tight. "Mother, what happened to her?"

"Don't worry, she's safe."

Luo Shuanghua smiled softly, looked at the huge sword standing in the distance between heaven and earth, sighed: "however, as a saint sword envoy, she was in contact with your father and violated the rules. I've been thinking about shengjianfeng all these years. If you want to see her, I'm afraid... "

Hum! Buzz! Buzz! Humming...

Luo Shuanghua's voice didn't fall. Suddenly, the huge sword in the distance vibrated violently, causing the air to ripple with layers of clear ripples, as if this space would collapse at any time.

The crowd raised their heads at the same time.

Next moment!

Brush!

A huge sword light rises from shengjianfeng to the sky. It is as huge as a mountain and reaches the sky.

The meaning of sword in sword tomb is very strong. With the appearance of sword light, it has increased several times. Luo Feng can't help but gather up his spirit.

Brush!

Sword light quickly gathered, turned into a golden light, came to the square in a flash, and walked slowly down a woman.

As if there was an invisible aura, the surrounding voice was completely silent for a moment, and all eyes were focused on the woman.

The woman's hair and sideburns are high, her body is graceful, and her face is very beautiful. Her eyes are bright, like a dream. She has nine points like the moon and begonia, which gives a pure and lotus like feeling. As she walks slowly, there is even a little cold light around her. Every step falls, the air flow seems to change its rhythm, like a celestial fairy.

"See the sword envoy!"

"See the sword envoy!"

The woman is the mother of yuehaitang, the saint sword emissary of sword tomb, mu Qingxue. As soon as she appears, the silver sword emissaries present, including Jiang Fengfeng and Su Zhuyun, all pay homage and awe to her. Even Luo Shuanghua and the other two golden sword emissaries bow to salute.

Luofeng is also attracted by women. It's not the appearance and temperament of the other side, but the strength. It's like people standing in front of the towering and dangerous peak can't help but have a feeling of respect.

At the moment, that's how he feels.

After returning to God, Luo Feng was curious in his heart. He looked at the woman with his eyes fixed, and his heart was shaken.

Can't see through!

With his soul power, he can't see each other at all!

What's more terrible is that the soul force just penetrated into the past and was immediately forced back by a sharp intention. Luo Feng has no doubt about it. If he forcibly explores it, his spirit will be severely damaged!

So far, he only had this feeling in one person, that is, Yan Hu's grandfather, the old master of the wild family who taught him Zhentian fist.