Chapter 1480

In front of the holy mountain, the sound of Wan Yong's laughter echoed. He sat on the horse's back with a bright sword. The light was intense and the air was cold. He had just broken through the shackles of jiuzhong. Soon after, he was sharp and thirsty. He wanted to drink blood. When he knew that Zhuge was going to capture Luo Feng, he offered to take part.

Wan Yong looked down at Luo Feng with a scornful smile, "God of war is arrogant. He has created miracles repeatedly, but today, you will not have any more miracles."

Wan Yong's long knife in his hand is shining with dazzling light.

Luo Feng's body is straight, calmly standing with a negative hand, looking at Wan Yong, "she is the granddaughter of elder Fu Yu of Zui Longfeng Ding. Let her leave first."

Hearing the speech, Wan Yong's eyes immediately looked at clove, and soon determined the identity of clove. He couldn't help but smile, "drunken Dragon Peak, you really attach great importance to love and righteousness. Unexpectedly, you traitor, there are still people coming to say goodbye. Miss Ding, swords have no eyes. Go away. "

"Little brother!" Clove eyes with tears, anxious and helpless.

"Go out and wait for me." Luo Feng voice to clove, "you stay here, but will drag me to break through."

Clove clenched her lips tightly, and her delicate body trembled slightly. Finally, tears sprinkled, she turned and left.

In her opinion, the younger martial brother is doomed.

This time, will there be a miracle?

Although lilac walked, but to the distance, but can't help but stop, watching from afar, hands shaking, palms out of cold sweat, but still silently pray, hoping that there will be a miracle.

The wind is blowing!

Wan Yong looked down at Luo Feng, proud voice of the mouth, "since the abolition of meridians, follow me."

At this moment, Luo Feng's black hair was flying, and the electric light was lingering in his eyes. He suddenly raised his head, his eyes were cold and sharp, and his cold voice fell down, "is it up to you?"

Luo Feng's eyes suddenly burst out with infinite fighting intention.

"Purple Palace, Wanhua peak, I will go naturally, but I will walk in the past, without you leading the way."

Wan Yong sneered, "ignorant children, but also dare to speak out, a traitor of Purple Palace who will be sentenced to death, also dare to threaten to step on the Wanhua peak."

"Traitor of Purple Palace!" Luo Feng's eyes flashed through the cold light of the forest. His spine stood erect, as if he could carry the sun on his back and look at Wan Yong coldly. Suddenly, he burst out laughing, "when Lao Tzu set up a thousand year wonder for the purple god palace, they didn't say so."

Luo Feng looked up and laughed.

"What a Purple Palace, what a What a purple palace

Uninhibited image, black hair crazy dance.

In Wan Yong's opinion, Luo Feng is crazy.

"Those who humiliate the Purple Palace will not die easily." Wan Yong waved his long knife, and at the same time laughed and said, "have you set up a thousand year wonder for the purple god palace? I still have a long history. " After a big laugh, Wan Yong's figure suddenly swept, and the long knife in his hand suddenly bloomed like a snowflake, which was close to Luo Feng. His strength was like a mountain and a sea, and it was strong.

At this moment, the distant lilac eyes can not help showing a touch of despair, subconsciously closed their eyes.

Younger martial brother, you are a genius. Why is your fate so?

Whoosh!

Between the electric light and flint, Luo Feng's figure flashed suddenly, avoiding Wan Yong's knife.

At the same time, Luo Feng pulled out the ancient sword that was picked up in the No. 9 secret place.

Although the ancient sword has been eroded for a long time, it was once a secret weapon. Luo Feng injected strength into it, and the ancient sword burst out a desolate and cold breath, penetrating the heart and bone.

"Break the eight shackles?" Wan Yong was slightly surprised, and immediately understood it, ha ha, with a smile, "what is the strength to break the seven shackles and defeat Tianjiao, who broke the eight shackles, is a joke at all. You are a warrior who broke the eight shackles. Tut, Luo Feng, I have to admit that you have different talents. Unfortunately, you went the wrong way and betrayed the Purple Palace. "

Luo Feng waved his ancient sword, and his bright patterns flashed. His eyes were cold. "I feel sick when I hear the word" traitor. "

Keng!

The first collision between Xueliang long Dao and ancient sword.

Strong shock force, two figures, at the same time swept back a few meters.

"It seems to be a secret weapon." When Wan Yong was slightly surprised, he sneered and waved his knife. He attributed all this to Luo Feng's ancient sword. Naturally, he thought that Luo Feng's strength was inferior to him.

Just after a lot of luck, he broke the eighth shackle. At the beginning of the battle, Luo Feng was not in a hurry to fight. His opponent was the strong one who broke the nine shackles. It happened that he could be used to test his current strength.

Sword to sword!

The fight was very fast. Before long, the two fought fiercely for hundreds of moves.

This scene shocked many white soldiers around.

They all know the strength of Wan Yong. Among the thousands of people in the White army, the strength is ahead. Now he has broken nine shackles. However, Luo Feng, Tianjiao, who has just entered the Purple Palace, is able to fight with Wan Yong equally."Younger martial brother, how can you be so powerful?" Lilac's eyes also stare at death, some incredible, at the same time, the heart also rekindled hope, "if you can draw with Wan Yong, then maybe there is a chance to break through."

Clove tight a heart, eyes, far away.

Suddenly, lilac's heart was heavy again.

Another direction

Another white army came.

The battle here, has attracted attention, Fu Qi arrived with the White army.

When his eyes fell on the battle ahead, his pupil could not help but shrink.

Obviously, it was a great surprise to him.

Wan Yong, unexpectedly for such a long time, still can't win the traitor Luo Feng.

Whew!

Between the sharp light of the knife, the light is double shining.

Wan Yong finally couldn't help it, and broke out the highest profound meaning of the unique skill of sabre.

Inexhaustible knife light is coming, covering the sky, as if to crush Luofeng into pieces in this moment.

"Go to hell!" Wan Yong has been killed madly, and his mind is full of anger. The warrior who broke the nine shackles can not win the traitor. This is a shame to Wan Yong.

At this moment, Wan Yong took out his mace!

He did not even care to capture Luo Feng alive. The knife light contained extremely terrible killing opportunities.

Luo Feng raised his eyes and drank in a cold voice. The ancient sword in his hand suddenly made a stroke. He used the Tianjie sword formula and performed magic. The sword's edge swept and overlapped, which was difficult to capture and changed thousands of times.

Keng! Keng! Keng!

The sound was clear and crisp.

The swords collided violently.

Luo Feng suddenly punches and sweeps the whole army, and directly blows Wan Yong out.

Whew!

The ancient sword in his hand was picked lightly. Luo Feng pointed to Wan Yong and shook his head gently, "are you really a warrior who broke the nine shackles? The strength is weak. "

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