Chapter 1481

As soon as the words fell, Wan Yong, who had just staggered to his feet, felt a burst of blood gushing from his chest. He breathed out a mouthful of blood and retreated a few steps again.

I can't accept the fact that I'm holding a sharp knife in my hand.

Under the Wanhua peak seat of purple god palace, the commander of the White army broke the existence of nine shackles. He was defeated and humiliated by a boy who broke the eight shackles.

"I'll kill you!" Wan Yong was crazy, waving the snow bright long knife in his hand, "Fu Qi, you and I will join hands to slaughter him, so as not to change!"

Luo Feng a speechless look at Wan Yong, not a look, the first half of the sentence, still like a warrior, originally, is ready to join hands with people, "really weak poor ah." Luo Feng sighed.

At this moment, Luo Feng's heart is also very happy.

He has a general understanding of his own strength.

You can still cross the level to kill the enemy!

Although there are great differences in the strength of those who break the nine shackles, Luo Feng can really be abused at any time, such as Wanyong.

Wan Yong's face turned red and he wanted to kill Luo Feng with a knife.

Luo Feng added a fire to him, and glanced askance in his eyes. "When your mother gave you this name, 'Wan Yong', I guess I hope you have incomparable courage! It's a pity that you finally become a man without courage... "

Luo Feng beckoned to Wan Yong, "come and kill me."

Whew!

At this time, there was a sharp edge behind him.

Voki!

Taking advantage of Luo Feng's ridicule of Wan Yong, he made a decisive move to attack Luo Feng.

"The Purple Palace is full of these thieves." Luo Feng's face was indifferent. He took off the ancient sword and used it as a flying knife. The sharp edge shocked the world and rocked the mountains.

Boom!

The blow was too overbearing.

Although Fu Qi's strength is above ten thousand bravery, he is still shocked at the moment and vomites a mouthful of blood in the air.

Wan Yong's face changed greatly.

Originally, he wanted to join hands with Fu Qi, but before he started, he was wounded.

This Luo Feng, how terrible is it?

"Vulnerable." Luo Feng has sneered, flying close, fell in front of Fu Qi, fist again. At the critical moment, Fu Qi took out a piece of defense Wen soldiers in a panic to block Luo Feng's attack, and his body was shaken off again.

"You two fakes!" Luo Feng yelled, plundered and killed, "such a weak strength, even pretended to break the nine shackles of the strong."

Both of them want to spurt blood at the same time!

It's just too fucked up.

The two men finally got together to fight Luo Feng. However, they were wounded and underestimated Luo Feng's fighting power. They were abused into dogs, covered with blood and fell to the ground.

"Attack by the White army!"

In the moment of landing, Wan Yong roared, crazy and his voice was shaking.

God of war!

At this moment, he finally felt that these four words were not a false name.

Wan Yong Fu Qi quickly stood up and integrated into the attack array of the White army.

"I don't believe that two thousand white soldiers can't hang him yet." Fu Qi's face was ferocious, and he was suppressed at the beginning of the battle. This feeling was too oppressive.

Boom!

The elite White army quickly formed a killing array and rushed to Luofeng

"Younger martial brother, you can even break nine shackles." In the distance, clove has been completely shocked, she can't believe her eyes, "and, or two broken the nine shackles of the White army thousand commander united, but also by the younger martial brother, strong defeat."

Lilac eyes, full of shock.

She never dreamed of this scene.

That's breaking nine shackles!

"Is it really fake?" Lilac's eyes looked at Wan Yong and Fu Qi with some doubts. If they thought of clove until now, I'm afraid they couldn't help but want to vomit blood again. They lived for the most part of their lives, and for the first time they were so bent.

"Kill!" The spear of the White army is unified. The light of the spear head is extremely sharp, flashing an inch of cold light, with infinite power. In addition, Wan Yong and Fu Qi merge into it, and their strength is fierce.

"The White army?" Luo Feng, holding an ancient sword in his hand, swept coldly, "once upon a time, I longed to be a member of the White army, because this is an elite division, a division of tigers and wolves! If I can be commander in white, maybe I will be proud of it. Unfortunately, I can't... "

Luo Feng waves his sword and breaks the White army.

"An army supporting tyranny is not worthy of being called an army."

Luo Feng's eyes have a bright light, emitting out, the whole body released a majestic breath.

"The army, there is the soul of the army! Attack will conquer and war will win Luo Feng raised his voice and broke the White army with a sword, "on you, how dare you claim to be the elite in the army? I said You are just a mob. "Luo Feng is the only one who dare to denounce the White army as a mob!

But he proved it with his actions!

A sword swept the White army.

The wind of the sword rises, and the wind and cloud are surging, and the white clothes are retreating.

"I'm a soldier, too!"

"Luofeng, I laugh! I am a strong Chinese soldier! Wait Can you understand? "

While speaking, the soldiers in white broke down, and the figures flew out, howling, and the horses were cut off, and the blood spattered.

Army in white, face the man in white!

But Luo Feng's white clothes, but send out the glory of snow, make them look up.

Boom! Boom!

The bodies of Wan Yong and Fu Qi fell heavily on the ground again, and the blood gushed.

"Report to the elder quickly!" They looked at each other and jumped up at the same time, trying to escape.

Whoa!

At that moment, a bright net appeared, releasing the brilliant lines.

Luo Feng asked from the common people that the net that Duan Xinpeng got in his hands was opened at the moment, as if it had the potential to cover the world, and directly bound Wan Yong and Fu Qi together.

Luo Feng will net a close, single hand grip net, body a jump, directly fell on a war horse.

"Get out of here Luo Feng's eyes were like electricity. The bodies of Wan Yong and Fu Qi fell behind their horses and were bound by a huge net. The White army, which was still rushing up in the distance, stopped at once. Their commander had been captured, so they did not dare to move.

Sitting on the horse's back, Luo Feng's spine is straight, his eyes are like blade, overlooking the front.

His face was so indifferent.

"Aren't you going to take me back to the Purple Palace?"

The wind is blowing!

Blowing Luo Feng's hair, his face is firm and resolute.

Keng!

The ancient sword nailed the huge net to the ground.

The white dress wins the snow. In his hand, he takes out a white silk ribbon.

The movement seemed to be very slow, and the time seemed to stop.

One after another eyes, terrified, staring at Luo Feng, dare not go forward.

Luo Feng's face was indifferent. His face was like a knife and an axe. He looked at the front calmly and slowly tied the white silk ribbon to his head.

This war is a war to honor the souls of brothers!

"This way, for big ears!"

Luo Feng waved his arm. The ancient sword came up with a huge net. He grasped the net with one hand and the sword in one hand. The ancient sword struck the back of the horse.

A long hiss!

Horses galloping!

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