Chapter 1508

A day passes in a flash.

On the third day when Luofeng and his party arrived at the sword tomb, the whole sword tomb was full of excitement.

Hum!

A circle of air ripples centered on the holy sword peak spread out, and the whole sword tomb was filled with the sound of clear swords.

With the sound of the sword, a shadow rises in the hundred sword peak, and the imperial sword flies to the direction of the sword platform.

Even some of the senior disciples who have been practicing for many years have left the pass and rushed to the sword platform.

"It's finally this day. I can't meditate for three days. I've been thinking about today's martial arts competition."

"Ha ha, that's not good. Swordsmen should keep calm anytime, anywhere. But I can't be quiet without you. This time, the saint sword sent his blood relative, Yue Haitang, back to the sword tomb with Tianyu, the heart of the sword. It was already a big event. I didn't expect that there would be another swordsman with us. He also challenged the younger generation of sword tomb to enter the tomb. This incident, however, shocked our swords tomb. I saw just now that many senior sisters and senior brothers who were closed for cultivation have left the gate. "

"Yes. Our sword tomb has not been so busy for many years. "

"To say that Luo Feng is really bold, and dare to challenge our sword tomb disciples. I hope he can hold on a little longer, or he will waste everyone's expectation. "

"It's not easy, I'm afraid. He's a swordsman from a small country like canglan Dynasty. His martial arts and skills must be something out of the market. How can he compare with our sword tomb disciples. I think any silver sword envoy can defeat him. "

"He's not that bad. I heard that Lin Yin was defeated by him. For this matter, Yuan Kong was still talking on the sword platform three days ago. He wanted to show him some color on the sword platform. You don't know about it? "

"Is there such a thing?"

"So, there's something to see in this contest. However, he offended yuankong, but he offended the wrong person. Yuankong's fire lotus sword is not for fun. In our silver sword envoy, his strength is outstanding. "

"Well, I don't know that Luo Feng can support several moves in front of elder martial brother yuankong when they meet. I guess, five moves at most. "

"Five moves? You look too high at him. Three moves at most! "

"Ha ha, see how he loses face after losing."

Many disciples of the sword tomb rushed to the sword platform and talked about it.

Shengjianfeng.

Luo Feng heard the sound of the sword, recovered from the cultivation, heard the noise from afar, and said: "it's time to ask the sword platform."

Turning to enter the courtyard, Luo Feng hurriedly washed and cleaned his clothes. He was going to ask Jiantai what he thought of and said, "bloody lotus, you stay here."

The voice falls, the blood light flashes in the courtyard, a graceful figure appears, it is the blood lotus.

"Master, don't you need help from Xuelian?" Blood lotus inquires.

Luo Feng shook his head. "It's just a competition in the arena. At that time, there will be a lot of experts present. It's not good to take you there. You are here to practice. No one should disturb you. "

"Yes."

Xue Lian nodded and said nothing more.

Luo Feng walked out of the gate, a gust of wind and thunder came from far and near, a nearly two meter long sword light came down from the sky, and Yue Haitang and mu Qingxue stood on it.

"Aunt." Luo Feng saluted to Mu Qingxue.

Mu Qingxue smiles and nods, "Luofeng, are you ready?"

Luo Feng nodded, his eyes were confident: "I just want you to nod."

"Ha ha, then I'm relieved."

Mu Qingxue looks at Luo Feng, and her eyes move slightly. It can be seen from her eyesight that Luo Feng's cultivation has stepped into the eight aspects of the realms of the Yuan Dynasty. Compared with three days ago, Luo Feng's strength has greatly improved, but there are still some doubts. Luo Feng gives her a feeling that it's not just a breakthrough, but something else.

Without much thought, mu Qingxue pointed to the sword light at his feet and said, "come up. I'll take you to the sword stage. "

Luo Feng said with a smile, "Auntie, don't bother. I can make my own way."

Mu Qingxue insisted very much and said with a smile, "there are some monsters in our sword tomb. If you want to fight with them, you'd better keep your peak state. Now don't use Zhenyuan easily."

Luo Feng is a little confused. He can use his lightness skill to make his way. It's not far away. He doesn't need to spend much real yuan. However, he can't refuse to invite mu Qingxue.

"Thank you so much, aunt. I'll be lazy."

The sound falls, Luo Feng's figure flashes and appears on the sword light.

The sword light is less than two meters, and the identity is different. Luo Feng is not very close to Mu Qingxue, so he has to squeeze together with Yue Haitang as much as possible.

A faint blush appeared on the small face of the Begonia on the moon, and quietly stared at mu Qingxue. There was some shame in his eyes.

Mu Qingxue chuckles and says, "stand still."

Brush!

The voice just started, the sword light broke through the air, and the speed was incredible.

"Ah!"

Yue Haitang was distracted just now. She was shocked by the sudden acceleration. She almost fell off the sword light and subconsciously grasped Luo Feng.

Luo Feng smiled lightly: "be careful, or we will fall down together."

"Well."

Yue Haitang nodded, and the blush on her face became more vivid and charming. Fortunately, she was behind Luo Feng, otherwise, she would have to be found.

Mu Qingxue noticed the two men, smiling on their faces, and calmed down the sword light.

"Clear the snow."

Before we reached the sword platform, a light voice suddenly sounded in the distance. Then, a gorgeous sword light like a bright Nebula approached, on which stood a long skirt and a pure woman with dreamy eyes.

"Luofeng, Begonia, this is the master of Xingyun sword." Mu Qingxue introduced.

"I've seen the sword master of the nebula." Luo Feng felt at the first sight that women's accomplishments were unpredictable. He didn't expect to be one of the hundred sword masters.

"Sword master of nebula." The moon Begonia salutes to the woman.

The master of Xingyun sword nodded slightly, looked at Luofeng with beautiful eyes, and smiled, "you are Luofeng?"

Luo Feng nodded: "that's right."

The master of Xingyun sword looked for a moment and nodded slightly: "no wonder Qingxue values you so much. At a young age, it is already the eight realms of the realms of the realms of the Yuan Dynasty

The master of Xingyun sword was surprised. Luo Feng was born in a small country like canglan Dynasty. It's rare that he could reach the eight realms of zhenyuanjing at this age. In addition, when she observed Luo Feng, she felt that there was a special breath in his opponent's body, which was so vast that she could not see through it.

Luo Feng said with a smile, "the master of Xingyun sword is flattered."

The master of Xingyun sword shook his head and said, "I'm looking forward to your performance on the sword stage."

Mu Qingxue said with a smile, "I'm sure I won't let you down then."

"I don't believe your eyes." The master of Xingyun sword smiled and joked, but his heart was more and more looking forward to the coming competition.

For a moment, the sword platform appeared in front of four people.

Compared with three days ago, the current sword asking platform has taken on a new look. On the stand around the sword asking platform, the position of 100 sword masters has been arranged, and now half of the people have been seated.

In addition to the master of the hundred swords, there are three layers around the sword platform, three layers inside and three layers outside. There are countless sword lights suspended. Each sword light has a figure on it.

Luo Feng glanced at the people in his seat one by one, and his heart was more and more surprised. Everyone in the room had a deep breath like the ocean, which could not be seen at any level. It was hard to imagine the depth of the sword tomb.

"Sword emissary!"

"Sword emissary!"

It is noted that mu Qingxue, in addition to the hundred sword masters present, all the disciples of the sword tomb saluted one after another, with the most respectful tone and manner.

However, when they noticed Luo Feng behind mu Qingxue, their eyes suddenly changed.

"This kid, dare to ride a sword with the saint sword envoy!"

"Yue Haitang is the blood relation of the saint sword envoy. It's all right. He is a secular swordsman. How can he do it?"

"When you ask him on the sword stage, you must teach him a good lesson."

Countless cold line of sight, looking to Luofeng, covetous.

Luo Feng did not change his face, but smiled bitterly at the bottom of his heart. It was not that he wanted to ride the sword with mu Qingxue.

Mu Qingxue stops at a high platform with the best view and takes a seat at the first position. He says to Luo Feng and Yue Haitang, "take a seat, too."

Under the gaze of countless people, Luo Feng sat down on the left side of Mu Qingxue, and Yue Haitang sat on the right side.

On his side, Luo Feng saw the master of huoyun sword. Yuankong stood beside him. Their eyes met each other in the void, and they even rubbed off the sparks. Yuankong sneered at him, disdained him, and made no secret.

Luo Feng doesn't care. He takes back his sight.

The fire cloud sword master also noticed Luo Feng, with a flash in his eyes and a deep voice: "yuankong, you are only allowed to succeed in this battle. You are not allowed to fail. This is about the dignity of our sword tomb. Never let a swordsman enter the holy land of our sword tomb! "

"Don't worry, master. I seem to have made a little progress these days. I will defeat him as easily as killing an ant. Then I will make him regret agreeing to the contest. "

Yuankong looks at Luofeng, squinting his eyes, his eyes are cold like swords.