Looking up at the cold young man, Luo Feng smiled coldly: "this is what you said. I hope you remember your promise!"
"Instead of worrying about me, you should consider how to kowtow to me after losing to me!"
The cool young man glanced at the wooden box containing the attribute Yuan Stone, with greedy eyes. Then, his sharp eyes fell on Luo Feng.
He is the first disciple of tianjianzong of Jiandao. He has the confidence to win in the face of all the nine heavy fighters in zhenyuanjing. Besides, the other side is only a middle-term swordsman of zhenyuanjing, whose cultivation is a little lower than him.
He, no reason, no possibility of failure!
The three silver swordsmen saw that Luo Feng really wanted to fight with the cold young man. They were surprised at first and then worried.
The girl in red tightly twisted her fingers and whispered, "elder martial brother, can he win?"
The youth in blue and the youth in blue didn't speak. Although they despised the tianjianzong, they had to admit that it was powerful.
They don't talk about it, but they both think Luo Feng is unlikely to be an opponent.
Whoosh!
Luo Feng's hand moves. Emperor Yan breaks through the sky and the earth and falls into his hands.
Hum!
At the beginning of the knife, the blade immediately burns hot and vigorous, which makes the air crackle and crackle. A gust of wind and clouds spreads from Luofeng.
Whoa
The three silver swordsmen exclaimed. At the moment of holding the knife, Luo Feng seemed to be a different person. The light and light appearance just now had disappeared. There was a sense of inexplicable oppression on his body, which made people tremble.
Looking up at the cold youth, Luo Feng said coldly, "let's start."
"Bluff! Defeat me! "
Cold young man a cold hum, eyes purple rising, left foot forward, a sword split.
Poop!
The thick purple sword Qi pulls out a purple curtain in the sky and cuts down to Luo Feng. Before the sword Qi arrives, Luo Feng's clothes have started to hunt and fly. There are thin sword marks on the ground, which are sharp and fierce.
Emperor Yan's sky breaking Sabre disappears in the void. Luo Feng greets it with a sabre.
Bright and dazzling sword Gang, skimming through the void, Chi's cut open the purple sword Qi, all the way to the cold youth.
"Well?"
The cold young man frowned slightly. He slashed the blade with a sword. The whole man was forced to retreat for several steps.
"He has the upper hand!"
The girl in red holds her hands and looks nervously at the duel between Luo Feng and Lengjun youth. At the moment, she sees Lengjun youth being forced back by Luo Feng with a knife, and her eyes are full of joy.
The faces of the youth in blue and the youth in blue were still tense. There was no meaning of sword in the sword air of the cold youth just now. That is to say, the cold youth was just a test, and did not move at all.
"You'll soon know if it's bluff." Luo Feng looked at the cold youth road.
The cold young man's eyelids jumped and his face sneered: "up to now, you dare to be arrogant. Then I'll show you what real despair is! "
With the last word falling, the cold young people's eyes burst out with amazing sharpness, the surrounding air was slightly twisted, and the sword of fire was added. On the edge of the sword, the blazing fire waves and strong sword momentum made the whole space tremble slightly.
"Great swordsmanship!"
"I actually understood Dacheng's swordsmanship. This..."
Feeling the strong pressure from the cold young man, the three silver swordsmen changed their faces. As soon as their swordsmanship came out, the last fluke in their hearts went out.
As disciples of the sword tomb, the three people know the terrible meaning of Dacheng sword. With the cultivation of cold young people and Dacheng sword, their strength among the martial artists in zhenyuanjing has been difficult to meet the enemy, even to catch up with the power of Yuanhai.
"Purple thunder!"
The sword was intended to add to his body. A ferocity appeared on the cold young man's face, and a sword came out flat.
Wheeze!
The purple sword Qi, which integrates the meaning of the sword of fire, flies in a flash, pulling out a zigzag purple track in the void and shooting at Luofeng irregularly.
Purple sword Qi seems to be slow, but it is incredibly fast. The three silver swordsmen only saw a zigzag purple flash in the air. The sword Qi has reached Luo Feng.
Boom!
With a loud sound, the purple sword gas completely engulfed Luofeng, and the earth suddenly shook. The mountain behind the straight line was rushed out of a huge pit with a diameter of seven or eight meters. The pit was not deep enough, and the edge was a spider web like crack, which spread to the half waist of the mountain.
Looking at the dark hole in the mountain, the three silver swordsmen couldn't help but breathe deeply. The girl in red took a look at the position where Luo Feng was just now. There was a deep dent there. In the crater of the mountain that had been extending, her mouth trembled for a moment. Nanananah:
"he How is he? "
The youth in blue and the youth in blue did not speak, but their faces were extremely ugly.
The strength of this disciple of Tianjian sect is still beyond their imagination. I'm afraid he has borne the sword just now
"I can't believe I can't stand a single blow!" The cold young man waved his sword and looked at the dark hole with disdain.
The disciple of tianjianzong, with short hair, looked at Xuelian and saw a trace of amazement in her eyes. Noticing the calm look on her face, he asked: "your companion's life and death are uncertain. Are you not worried?"
"Companion?"
Blood lotus charming smile, amorous feelings infinite, smile way: "I can not qualify to become his companion, he is my master."
"Master?" The young man with short hair was shocked. He thought that Xuelian was joking and said with a smile, "then you should worry about him more."
"Cluck Who do you think you're worried about? "
Blood lotus red lips slightly Yang, meaningful way: "do you really think that with just that kind of painless sword move, can defeat the master?"
"A painless sword move?"
Hearing Xuelian's words, the cold young man beside smiled proudly, "it seems that you haven't heard of the purple thunder return wind sword technique of our Tianjian sect. With my sword of fire meaning, this move of purple thunder returning light is enough to hurt any real yuan realm warrior. He's a real warrior in the middle of the nine realms of Yuan Dynasty. Do you want to be safe? It's ridiculous. "
"If you are an ordinary warrior in the middle of the nine realms of Zhenyuan, you can't resist it. Unfortunately, he is my master. " Blood lotus light way.
"Hum!"
As soon as the cold young man closed his sword, "I advise you to go in and have a look. He may still have a breath."
When he spoke, the cold young man came to the side and reached for the wooden box with the attribute stone on the ground.
At this time.
"What do you want to do?"
A loud voice suddenly sounded like a thunder.
Cold young man was stunned, suddenly felt an extremely evil and violent atmosphere, forced to himself, a tight heart, a sword split back.
Wheeze!
The air was torn, but nothing.
"What's the matter?"
The cold young man looked back. The back was flat and empty. In the distance, the dark pit of the mountain turned into strange blood red. There stood a figure covered with blood red spirit. Behind him, there were seven blood red huge flame fox tails. Looking from afar, he seemed to be an ancient fierce beast about to wake up.
The evil, bloodthirsty and other negative emotions made the cold youth hold the sword involuntarily.
"You..."
Three silver sword emissaries and another disciple of Tianjian sect were also stunned.
I was attacked by the power just now, but I could not get hurt! Moreover, at the moment, the breath of young swordsmen is several times stronger than before. It's frightening to see them at a glance.
Looking down at the cold young man, Luo Feng said expressionless, "I'm just getting ready to start. You don't think you've won."
The cold young man's face sank and his eyes were completely fixed.
Just now, it was only the killing intention released by the other side that gave him the illusion that he was undoubtedly the expert among the experts! If he doesn't deal with it carefully, he may fail. For a while, the cold young people secretly prepared themselves to do anything.
"He was afraid!"
The girl in red looked at the cold young man, and her eyes were inconceivable. Just now, the other side's face was so unforgettable that he was afraid at the moment.
"Take me another sword, and purple thunder will come back!"
When the sword reached its peak, the cold young man shouted and stabbed it.
Boom!
The air suddenly vibrated, and there was a big purple thunder in the void, which extended to Luofeng like lightning, as if to smash the space completely.
Luo Feng's pupil shrank, and he urged Zhen Yuan with all his strength. On the Emperor Yan's sky breaking sabre, there was a bloody wave several meters high. The terrible momentum spread and made everything around tremble slightly.
"Xia Lei falls into the sky!"
Boom!
There was a thunder in the sky. The blood red thunder, which was several meters thick, shot out. The purple thunder was like a snake in front of it. Its momentum immediately lowered and it was swallowed in an instant.
The blood color thunder's aftereffect does not reduce, as if one gets rid of the trap angry dragon, blows down to the cold and stern youth.
"No!"
Feeling the terrible explosive power contained in the sabre Qi, the cold young man's face changed greatly. He turned to defend, and his whole body was filled into the sword crazily. For a while, a strong purple light burst out on the sword, forming a purple sword wall in front of him.
The blood color thunder cut on the sword wall, the air immediately violent riot, the cold young man's face a red, open mouth spurt a big mouth of blood, the body flies backward along with the sword wall.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...
A deep tunnel was ploughed out on the ground. The tunnel extended to the rear. Along the way, stone pillars were smashed completely in a moment. At last, with a loud roar, the cold young man hit a rock wall and finally stopped.
The three silver swordsmen looked at the cool young man and changed their colors.
The sword wall in front of the cold young man's body has completely disappeared, his body has fallen into the rock wall, his clothes have become fragmented and his body is full of blood.
Gulong!
The young man in blue swallowed his saliva, which was so powerful that the three of them were helpless. The cold young man who fell into a desperate situation could not stop the young swordsman! How powerful this is!
Brush!
Luo Feng's figure flashed and appeared in front of the cold young man, who said coldly, "the victory has been divided."
"Be careful!"
All of a sudden, the voice of three silver swordsmen was heard by the girl in red.
Luo Feng's eyes moved, his figure became unreal and shot back.
I don't know when the short haired swordsman appeared in the sky over Luofeng, and a purple and black sword Qi came out of his sword.
Boom!
Debris splash, Luo Feng just in place, there is a hundred meters long horror sword mark.
"Despicable! They are fighting each other. Why do you intervene? Is this what your disciples of Tianjian sect did? " When the boy in blue saw another disciple of Tianjian sect, he suddenly stepped in and attacked Luofeng,