Buzz!
As soon as the sky curtain formed by the sabre light contacts with the ice storm launched by xuanlan ice scorpion, the air suddenly condenses and a strange force field spreads out. All the gravel and mud around it are suspended in the air. The area of 100 meters is like a region without gravity. Even the falling snowflakes are suspended in the air, showing a static state.
The next moment.
Boom!
The loud noise broke out, the condensed air exploded, the ice storm was split by the curtain of knives, the whole tail was cut off, and the strong impact tore countless cracks in the valley.
With a click, the remnant of the sword screen split on the Xuan blue ice scorpion, and then split it out. After a heavy split on it, the evil spirit finally couldn't hold on. It exploded. A deep cut mark was cut on the back, and the blue blood was splashed out of it.
Roar!
Xuanlan ice scorpion makes a shrill cry, lying on the ground, constantly twitching. In front of it, there is a thousand kilometer long cut mark.
The cut mark is not deep, it seems that the whole valley is to be divided into two parts. There is a cold air in it, and a thick layer of frost is condensed nearby, shining with bright luster.
"So strong! Although the grade of this snow hidden sword is not a nine grade spirit soldier, I'm afraid it's not much different! Almost 40% more attack power. However, fortunately, Shenlong Jiubian can change the five elements of Zhenyuan at will. Otherwise, Zhenyuan and lingbing don't match and can't exert their power at all. Mutual restraint, on the contrary, will affect their own strength. "
Turning huozhenyuan into shuizhenyuan, Luofeng immediately felt the pleasant feeling of matching with lingbing. In addition, the snow in winter plundered the world, which contained the ice and snow mood, had the blessing of snow hidden knife, and broke out the power beyond his own level.
Luo Feng estimated that the sabre just now should be equivalent to the power of the dragon and the thunderbolt, and it's not when there is no sabre, but 10% of the level.
"One knife will hurt xuanlanbing scorpion badly!"
The Mojia warrior who watched the battle in the distance, some people shouted, and the cross brow warrior also widened his eyes. As a monster with ancient blood of the mountain, the xuanlan ice scorpion's defense power is famous for its arrogance!
Lin Hongyi breathed a sigh of relief slowly, and even showed a smile on her delicate face.
She knows that the real Luofeng is back!
Of all men, the most astonished are the old.
"How could it be! His strength, how suddenly increased so much! What's more, he was clearly in the fire yuan wave just now. Why is there such a strong water yuan Wave now! "
The evil old man stared at Luo Feng. He was shocked and shocked. He was just glad that Luo Feng got the sword. His strength was no better than that. But in a flash, Luo Feng was like a new man. His fighting power rose in a straight line, and one sword would seriously hurt xuanlanbing scorpion!
That's all. What makes him most incredible is the change of the fluctuation of the real yuan in Luo Feng's body, the change of the fire real yuan into the water real yuan!
Water and fire are the same. Even if Luofeng is one of ten million, he has two kinds of genius, he can't be water and fire! This kind of thing can't happen at all!
The old man even doubted whether he felt wrong just now.
At this time, all of a sudden, the old man was awed by a cold sight.
"It's too early to be surprised now."
Luo Feng glanced at the old man, and Xue yindao cut it casually, leaving a cold trace on the ground. He sneered and said: "let's go. Or you won't have a chance. "
The combat power of xueyin Dao and Luofeng has been pushed to a new level. Even if they are placed among the strong in the later stage of distraction, they are definitely outstanding. Even if they are slightly injured, they don't need to be afraid of one of the eight strong in distraction.
"Boy, you are so arrogant! Do you think a knife can change your destiny? "
Leng hum, an old man of evil, didn't pay attention to Luo Feng at all. As a distracted five powerful man, Luo Feng's sword just now is really extraordinary, but it's not enough to threaten him.
"Die for me, the blood wind will never dance!"
Don't want to delay any more, the old man of evil will step out one step, his soul will burn to the limit, and the void will be slightly trembling with burning, and his hands will be opened up. The vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth will be violently turbulent, and the strong blood light will burst out, turning the whole valley red, into a human purgatory.
Hum, hum, hum
In the turbulent air flow and trembling void, a blade of blood and moon emerged, dense and dense, nearly half more than just now. It spread all over the space of kilometers around Luofeng, emitting a terrible edge.
"Out!"
With the cold drink of the old, countless blood moon blades, to hang down in the air to Luofeng.
Blood moon blade pulls out a bloody hurricane in the sky. The terrible power makes the hearts and spirits of the martial artists of Mohist School and Nangong family tremble slightly, creating an irresistible tiny feeling.
"You will die!"
Holding the snow hidden knife, Luo Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. The pale golden pupil surface sparkled with blue light, which was the color of ice and snow. The Cang Long sitting on his body made a loud roar, a cold and desperate mood, which filled the air and made the world move.
"The demons destroy the robbers!"
For more than half a year in Xudong, Luo Feng has reached the state of near Dacheng through the practice of demons destroying and robbing. The power is not the same as when he was just finished. He just lost his sabre, so he can't play the power. At the moment, he shows the real posture of the king swordsman.
Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss
With the wave of Luo Feng's sword, the warriors of Mohist school who watched the battle in the distance only felt that they had come to a fierce battlefield, and their spirits were completely attracted by the snow hidden sword. Only in this way, a sharp blade suddenly appeared between the heaven and the earth, raging against the old people.
These swords, as big as mountains, are over a kilometer high. They contain a deep sense of killing, and a chilling chill. They radiate an unparalleled ferocity. It seems that they can kill everything.
BAM BAM BAM
Where the sword light passes, the blood moon blades burst one after another!
"No!"
The old man of the evil spirit was shocked and lost his color. He hurriedly urged Zhenyuan, with a big hand, and quickly put up a huge bloody shield in front of him. Almost at the same time, the sword light, which is crisscrossing between the heaven and the earth, is rampant and slashed on the blood shield that is not yet fully formed.
Boom, boom
Oppressed by the light of the sword, the old man of sinister prey is backward and backward. The surface of the shield is severely twisted. As the light of the sword comes one after another, it finally reaches the limit. In the astonished eyes of the old man of sinister prey, the old man of sinister prey bursts with a bang.
Poof!
A mouthful of blood spewed out. The old man was as fierce as a meteor. He hit a mountain severely. His right hand and four fingers were cut. There was a deep cut mark on his chest. The blood was dripping. The terrible cold air rushed into his body and covered him with a layer of ice.
Suck!
A breath in, a continuous sound.
Both the martial artists of Mohist School and the people of Nangong family can't believe to look at everything in front of them, and their eyes are wide to the limit.
In the valley, there are crisscross lines, like the ice and snow cut marks of the natural moat, which extend to several miles away. Each mountain is cut off by the waist. In the range, ice and snow are flying.
"God!"
Several women in the martial arts of Mohist school, with their red lips slightly open, uttered a word in surprise.
Those seemingly disordered and incomparable slashes in a long distance form a handwriting, which is just a heaven character!
"Who is that fighting? What a terrible power! Even the sky has changed! "
"One of them seems to be the Li Zong elder of Nangong family. I've seen him fight with others before. As for the other swordsman, I don't know. It's courageous of me to fight against Nangong family. "
"What's the matter? It's a ruins cave. If you kill it, you will kill it. No matter how powerful the Nangong family is, you can't cover it up. What's more, looking at the power of the sabre technique just now, this person must be a strong one in the later stage of the distracted state. Such strong people, each with great self-esteem and ambition, will not fear Nangong family. "
"That's right. Shall we go over and have a look?"
"If you want to die, go ahead."
Some people just passed by. They were surprised to see the snow flying all over the sky. However, they didn't dare to stay. They just glanced at it and left.
Those who walk in the ruins are cruel people. They used to watch the war. If anyone was upset, they didn't know how to die.
Cough!
In the valley, the old man of sinister and ferocious coughed up a cold blood, and his brow trembled severely. Just now, a knife almost hurt his heart, especially the terrible cold inside, which made his five viscera and six viscera like ice. It hurt like a needle when moving.
Brush!
A shadow appeared in the sky. Luo Feng looked down and said quietly, "it seems that you are the one who died."
The old man raised his head, in his eyes full of arrogance, there was a flash of panic. Suddenly, a strong blood light burst out on his right palm. With one palm, he smashed the mountain into pieces, countless crushed stones, and shot at Luofeng. He took advantage of the situation and turned it into a blood light to escape in disorder.
"Xia Lei falls into the sky!"
Luo Feng shook his head and cut it out.
Chop!
The thunder knife light splits numerous broken stones and passes through the void. The head of the old man is thrown high, and his body is still in a flying posture. He shoots thousands of miles forward before falling down.
"The elder Li Zong is dead! Run! " A martial artist of Nangong family responded with a big face and turned to escape.
"Death!"
Luo Feng turned around and waved several times in a row.
Poop! Laugh! To make fun of...
The sword was shining and the blood was splashing. Just after turning around, the rest of the martial artists of Nangong family were all split and died clean.
The whole valley was suddenly so quiet that the needles could be heard.
Several martial artists of Mohist School looked at Luo Feng, and their mouths were slightly open. They did not close for a long time.
Brush!
Luo Feng collects the storage ring of the old people and others. The figure flashes and lands beside Lin Hongyi.
"Luofeng!"
Lin Hongyi's face is still a little pale. Seeing Luo Feng, she takes a step forward, hammers her right fist on Luo Feng's chest, and her eyes flash.
Luo Feng holds Lin Hongyi's fist and smiles gently.
"I won!"
It doesn't take much words.