Hum!
Luo Feng's amazing sword power and Nangong Xiao are fighting against each other.
Nangong Xiao looked at Luo Feng, frowned fiercely, and his face was cold and heavy. At the moment, his thoughts were somewhat confused.
He has already played 90% of his fighting power in that hand just now, but he has done nothing!
He felt that the artistic conception contained in Luo Feng's Sabre technique was very strong and hard to destroy.
But generally speaking, the perfect artistic conception is the limit of the level of distracted state. It is impossible to improve it, let alone fight against the king!
Nangong Xiao's inference is not wrong.
However, Luo Feng is not the existence that can be judged by common sense.
Whew!
The mood of thunder is full of air. Luo Feng's figure turns into a thunderbolt. He approaches Nangong owl in an instant. There is blue light in his eyes. He draws two bright tracks in the void, which is pure thunder color.
"The thunder is falling into the sky!"
Chop!
There was always thunderstorm near the Dayan river. It was full of thunder. At the moment of Luo Feng wielding his sword, a thunderbolt fell from the sky and integrated into his sabre. The thunder light was dazzling and lit up dozens of miles around!
"Upright son, don't be rampant!"
Nangong Xiao was very angry. Apart from the enmity between Nangong family and Luo Feng, he was an old Nangong parent and had been a king for more than 200 years. How could the dignity of a man-level king be a distraction for later generations to challenge!
At the same time, the south palace owl's five fingers opened, and the river water in the range of several miles below immediately stagnated. With his one hand, the river water turned into a cone-shaped water column and rose violently.
Boom!
As soon as the thunder giant blade contacts with the water column, it explodes immediately, and the two people respectively fly back.
"It seems that you should not have left the North sea alive in the first place!"
Nangong Xiao's eyes were deep, and he was frightened by Luo Feng's strength. He was a strong willed distractor. He could fight against him. I'm afraid no one would believe him!
The most terrible thing is that Luo Feng is not yet thirty years old!
At the same time, Nangong Xiao was surprised and angry. Fortunately, he met Luo Feng today and could bury him here. Otherwise, he would be allowed to grow up and the consequences would be unimaginable!
There is such an enemy, as the enemy, sleep and food difficult!
The intention of killing in his eyes is more intense than ever before. Nangong Xiaoxiao raised his fighting power to the highest level. He roared, and his right palm was filled with black whirlpool, and he grabbed it in the air.
Roar!
Between heaven and earth, one after another of the earth's hurricanes, successive birth, the majestic River, the sky, into a ferocious evil Jiao!
The evil Jiao exudes a strange black breath all over his body, and his eyes are filled with black thunder and lightning. He looks up at the sky and roars at Luo Feng.
"Double blade flow, Thunder Dragon chop!"
In the face of Nangong Xiao's angry attack, Luo Feng does not dare to ignore him. His two swords are crossed and the two artistic conceptions are integrated into one. He only hears a dragon chant and a Thunder Dragon Blade, shining in the world.
Bang!
The two forces collided with each other in an instant. The amazing impact made the sky crack and filled with countless dark cracks. The black smell of the dark evil Jiao actually had the effect of corroding Zhenyuan and refining the strength of Thunder Dragon sword.
Finally, with a bang, Luo Feng was shaken to fly backward for thousands of meters, and his mouth was bleeding a trace of red blood.
The critical point of perfect artistic conception is not the soul of martial arts. They are two different levels of power. Even Luo Feng's powerful soul force can not completely make up for this gap.
Seeing Luo Feng spit blood, Nangong Xiao laughed and said: "although I don't know why you have such strong fighting power as a strong willpower distractor, in the final analysis, you are not a king! As long as you don't make a king for a moment, I will kill you, that is to kill chickens and dogs
It's not Nangong Xiaoxiao's arrogance, but he has never heard of the precedent that a strong distractor can defeat a king who has been granted a king. Whether from Zhenyuan, his physique, or the artistic conception of martial spirit, he has crushed the strong one in all aspects!
It is not an empty word, but a well-known truth.
There is no reason. Luo Feng is the exception.
"What a lot of nonsense! The battle has just begun. The demons destroy the plunder
The immortal body is in operation all the time. The internal injury just suffered just now has been healed in an instant. Luo Feng doesn't want to talk nonsense and directly swings it out.
"Hum, how long can you be arrogant?"
With a sneer, Nangong Xiao slapped the knife into pieces.
Now!
Whew!
Luo Feng drags the thunder light, flashes to arrive, conveniently inserts Jing Yan Dao into the scabbard.
"Swirling fury!"
"The devil punishes the world!"
Luo Feng uses his left hand Zhentian fist and his right hand Tianmo Sabre at the same time. Since he has cultivated the double blade flow, Luo Feng sometimes tries to use both at the same time. Gradually, other martial arts can also be used at the same time. However, he can not play his peak power at present."One mind for two purposes! What kind of monster is this guy
Nangong Xiao was shocked. It's not difficult to do two things with one mind. What's difficult is that all of them are top-level unique skills! This is a great burden test for the soul power, control ability and physical strength of the martial arts. If one is careless, he will even be injured. If he does not defeat the enemy, he will hurt himself first.
His eyes were colder, and Nangong Xiao's hands were quickly sealed. With his seal, the water energy around him began to gather wildly. In an instant, the blue light shield with three water waves was guarding in front of him.
Boom! Boom! Boom
The amazing sword awn and heavy fist force impact on the Bi Guang shield, and the thunder like roar erupts. The surface of the Bi Guang shield is not only twisted, but also gives birth to a tiny crack, but never broken.
"You want to hurt me too!"
Standing in the blue light shield, Nangong owl's face shows a sneer.
Now.
"Bang!"
Luo Feng's figure suddenly exploded and turned into dozens of thunder figures. He put his knife in his hand and pointed it out.
"One yuan means!"
Hum!
Space concussion, countless gold fingerprints, overwhelming press to the south palace owl.
"Which one is the real one?"
Nangong Xiaoxiao was shocked. If he was a little farther away, he might not be able to tell whether the distraction was true or not. However, the distance between them was too close at the moment. After the space artistic conception grew, Luo Feng's one yuan finger reached a new level again. In a moment, he was already in front of Nangong Xiao.
As soon as he had no time to distinguish and dodge, Nangong Xiao could only use three green light shields to resist the bombardment of the finger.
BAM, BAM, BAM
The golden fingerprints burst and changed into dreams and illusions, disappearing and invisible.
Now.
A fingerprint, suddenly accelerated, avoided the green shield, and flashed into the gap.
Poof!
Nangong Xiao's body was shocked, and a blood hole about the size of two fingers was pierced directly on his shoulder, and the blood was flowing directly.
"Damn it!"
When he was badly hurt, the Nangong owl was furious, and the big tendons on his forehead sprang up.
He didn't expect that he would make such a mistake and capsize in the gutter in front of a strong willpower distractor!
With a roar, Nangong Xiao's eyes shot out black electric light. Behind him, a huge black octopus, overturning the river and sea, set off numerous black waves in the void.
In his fury, Nangong Xiao directly sacrificed his absolute killer mace: his secret skill of sea soul!!
"Dark sky!"