Martial Arts Overlord

The silhouette in the air, the shadow of a shadow, a green silk like a waterfall, hangs down on the waist, hits a red dress, perfectly set off her curves, thrilling, has a charm that makes people add heartbeat.

"Sure enough this Nizi ..."

Seeing Yang Waner floating in the air, Luo Feng's face didn't have much expression of astonishment.

Just now, he had noticed Yang Waner's breath.

"The fire is so beautiful! It's you!"

Xue Yan looked up at Yang Wan'er, his eyes fluttered fiercely, and he hummed.

"Second time in the Red Flame Desert, escaped by you. I didn't expect you to show up in front of me today! Unfortunately, the purpose of my coming here today is not you, to give you a chance, the horse disappears in front of me, and you can pick it up again. A life. "

After hearing that, Yang Wan'er's eyes moved away from Luo Feng's body, and fell to the blood of her body. The attractive red lips evoked a charming smile.

"Forget my life? Bloody, you seem too confident. Do you think my strength is the same as three months ago?"

Three months ago, she met with the Blood Puppet in the Red Flame Desert. At that time, she had just broken through the spiritual realm, knowing that she was not an opponent, so she did not fight and left the Red Flame Desert.

"Hahaha ... I have been rebuilt as a spiritual realm. Is your strength still able to chase me in just three months? I have always heard that the girls in your delicate palace are proud and proud, look today Come, it is so. "Xue Yan laughed and looked disdainfully.

Laughter fell, Xue Pu's pupils suddenly shrank, intense blue light sprayed thinly, and asked coldly, "Ask you again, you must save this kid today?"

"Giggle ... he's my fiance, and it seems like he has no other choice. Do you mean it, Luo Feng?"

Yang Waner pursed her red lips, a pair of long and narrow eyes groaning in water, looking at Luo Feng, and her long eyelashes blinked.

"This goblin ..."

Luo Feng pressed down his mind, and touched his nose. It was really difficult to take advantage of Yang Waner's mouth.

At the same time, he had some doubts in his heart. Why did Yang Waner suddenly appear here? Could she really come to save me?

"Looks like you can't see the coffin and you can't cry anymore! That's fine, I will send you two together and let you be a pair of fate!"

Bloody snorted coldly, his footsteps stepped on the ground, and the black figure rose to the ground, suspended in midair, and stood opposite Yang Waner.

Yang Wan'er's pretty face still had a faint smile, and her slim fingers jumped up a pinch of flame, shining her eyes with sparkles, looking at the blood.

"Since you're so confident, let's go. See if your Bixue Senluo is awesome, or if my Tian Luoyan is better than me."

"Bixue Sen Luo Sword Technique, Tian Luoyan according to Gong ..."

Luo Feng heard his conversation, and his eyes flickered.

He has heard about both types of exercises. The Bixue Sen Luo knife is a kind of sword of the blood demon sect. It is extremely powerful. People who are rumored to be killed by this knife method will stay in the knife and the more people will kill , The more powerful! These resentments can even have a murderous effect and suppress people's spirit.

As for Yang Waner's practice of Tian Luo Yan Zhaogong, Luo Feng only knew that it was a martial art of Linglong Temple.

"Huh, I mean that! I'll take your sword and kill the kid!"

The **** pupils became strange green, and a cloud of cyan mist appeared behind them. The moonlight came to the face and seemed to be swallowed up, which was very strange.

Luo Feng frowned slightly, ready to fight against the strong spirits. Although he could not intervene, if he seized the opportunity, it would not be useless.

"Yang Waner, pick me up!"

The blood shouted with a long howl, his eyes were blue and glorious, he held the machete with his hands, and he slashed straight with a cyan blade.

brush!

The degree of the blade is slow, but it is extremely fast, and the cyan blade light, the layers of blue light continue to twist into the shape of a skull, ghostly, giving a sense of killing.

"What a weird sword."

Looking at Daoguang, Luo Feng only felt a cold breath.

This coldness is not a physical feeling, but a soul feeling. The **** sword's sword light can already suppress human souls. If ordinary people take a look, I am afraid they will be scared to death!

"crack!"

Yang Waner Daimei's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, her delicate fingers pinched her hand, and she was drawn in the void. Dozens of blazes of vitality flames fused together and turned into a pillar of fire several meters thick, whistling out.

Bang Bang Bang ...

As soon as the pillar of fire appeared, it dispelled the percolation and coldness.

next moment!

The intense light burst suddenly, shining the entire night sky like daylight, the huge sound like thunder, and the sound waves that formed shook the nearby trees.

Under the impact, Luo Feng felt that his body was somewhat unstable, and hurriedly turned his vitality. Looking at the two who were facing each other in the air, his heart shook slightly.

Although this is not the first time that he has seen a duel of masters of Spiritual Realm, every time he sees it, it is the same shock. Not to mention the confrontation, the aftermath of the two men's confrontation has made him a little palpitated.

With a bitter smile, Luo Feng shook his head secretly, and his strength is still too weak.

The peak martial arts of the Ninth Heaven Palace is already at the top of the four colleges, but in the Twelve Golden Hall, it is only the lowest level of disciples.

"You can stop me!"

Xue Yan did not continue to attack, looking at Yang Wan'er's eyes, she became cautious, still a little surprised. He is already a master of Spiritual Realm. The opponent entered the Spiritual Realm three months ago. How could he completely take over his attack!

Yang Wan'er stood in place, her eyes flashed with red lips, and she smiled lightly, "Blood, don't you think that you are the only realm of duality?"

After speaking, Yang Waner's body became more and more radiant and bright, her momentum just more than doubled.

"Double Spiritual Realm!"

The **** low voice sounded and stared at Yang Wan'er. "In just three months, you broke through the realm. The scorching sun in Linglong Temple is truly deserved reputation!"

Luo Feng wasn't surprised at this. He saw it early, and Yang Wan'er's cultivation was almost the same as that of Xueying.

"However, no matter how you struggle today, you will surely die!"

Blood-stained face emerged, and his body shone soaring into the sky. The machete in his hand continued to tremble, making a low voice, such as crying.

"Burning souls!"

With a cold hum, the blood pupa took a step forward, his body was full of radiance and dazzling, and Xiangyang Waner was beheaded by a volley.

woo woo woo woo……

The cyan sword light is as high as five meters. It easily separates the air and chops Xiangyang Wan'er. Its ghosts are heavy and its teeth are dancing. It seems that it is necessary to choose people to eat, as if purgatory appeared in the world, it is very scary.

"This is the Bloody Sword ..."

Luo Feng looked at Dao Guang, frowned slightly, held his breath, stared at Dao Man, seeming to imprint this momentary image on his soul.

The blood sacrifice is a swordsman of the spirit circle. The realm of the sword is unfathomable. Luo Fengxiang wants to write down the situation of the opponent and slowly figure it out, it will definitely help him to practice the sword.

If anyone knew what Luo Feng was thinking at this moment, he would definitely scold the lunatic.

The masters of the two spiritual realms fight against each other. Ordinary people have no time to avoid it. Who would think of cultivation?

"Tianluo Burning Site!"

Yang Waner's eyebrows frowned slightly, her eyes became sharp, and there was a faint glow of light. At once, the vital flames around her suddenly skyrocketed, soared into the sky, and turned into huge pillars of fire with a diameter of 45 meters, turning A flame space, spinning violently, guarding around.

Uh ...

The cyan sword mang severely struck the pillar of flame, the explosion was deafening, the dazzling flames were flying all over the sky, and the pillars of fire were successively chopped by the sword pole.

"Hahahaha ... I have killed more than 10,000 people, and Bixue Senluo has already become a success. With your half-dragon's Tian Luoyan Zhaogong, I also want to block me! What a delusion!"

The blood screamed arrogantly, and Yang Waner was also a dual master of the spiritual realm, which really surprised him, but the strength of the warrior is not only Xiuwei, the martial arts realm, but also the warrior experience. It is equally important. It ’s the same, he is confident that the martial arts realm and experience are definitely better than Yang Waner.

"Blooded, are you too happy?"

Facing the huge blades approaching by howling, Yang Waner's exquisite little face still kept his usual smile. His slim fingers were a little volleyed, his red lips lightly opened, and he spit out a word coldly.

"burst!"

Bang Bang Bang Bang ...

Each pillar of fire continuously exploded near the cyan knife light. The hot flames flew across the sky, and the entire sky was dyed red. After thirteen explosions, the cyan knife blade was shaken out of the cracks, and finally exploded and dissipated. invisible.

"Abominable! Give me death!"

The blood-stained face was iron-blue, with a long howl, and its vitality boiled. The hand machete was glorious, covering the half of the sky, and a cold breath escaped.

"Sura cut!"

Holding the knife in both hands, the blood puppet figure suddenly split into more than a dozen blue lights in mid-air, each of which was distorted into a sword-bearing skeleton, as if purgatory Shura crawling out of purgatory, groaning forward.

"This is ... avatar!"

Luo Feng looked at dozens of Qingguang figures, frowning slightly, his soul is powerful, he felt very clearly, these Qingguang are all transformed by vitality, and each Shura has half the strength of blood!

In this way, Yang Wan'er is no longer a blood puppet, but a blood puppet and a dozen masters of spiritual realm!

Following Qingguang Shura, Xue looked at Yang Wan'er and laughed proudly. "My Bi Xue Sen Luo Sword has been cultivated to a small realm, and can perform Purgatory Shura, Yang Wan'er, defeat!"

"That may not be so."

For the first time, Yang Waner's eyes became a little dignified, but her tone remained calm as she always did. When she spoke, her blue silk fluttered in the wind, pushing her vitality to the limit.

next moment!

The flames of vitality around it, the flames of the flames were flourishing, and from a distance, huge pillars of fire seemed to be connected with the stars of the sky.

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