As soon as the big red bird appears, the temperature of the whole space rises suddenly. In the space which was originally as cold as winter, a heat flow comes out instantly. The appearance of this heat flow is like a spring breeze, which makes people feel comfortable.

But, in a flash, a sound was heard between the heaven and the earth, the huge flame wings of the big red bird were fanned, and a hot cyclone was sent out. In the twinkling of an eye, the ice and snow melted, and even the silver ice dragon crackled. In a moment, the original shape of the flying sword appeared.

When he saw his magic weapon, he immediately showed his prototype. Bai Po Tian's face suddenly changed, and he exclaimed: "medium quality spirit weapon!"

He doesn't understand why Tianfeng Kingdom, a small country with a history of only one or two years, has a medium-sized spirit weapon. However, it doesn't matter. The important thing is that it belongs to itself.

Looking at the big red bird which was transformed by the Zhuque Xiaozhu magic sword, Bai Po Tian's eyes showed the color of greed.

Although Bai Po Tian is the leader of Longmen sword sect, his cultivation level is very high, and even the Louvre Palace, one of the four major forces, is a little afraid of him, but the magic weapon he uses is just a kind of spirit weapon. Now, with the appearance of medium spirit weapon, he is naturally greedy.

"It's a bit of a vision! It's a pity that there's no way to teach children! " Liu Lang's face showed a trace of regret and shook his head.

"Are you the Lord of the heavenly wind kingdom? You ordered Iron Eagle to kill my son? " Liu Lang's words are like a needle in Bai Botian's heart, which distorts his whole face and dispels his greed. Only endless hatred emerges. He looks at Liu Lang fiercely and says in a cold voice.

"The murderer will always be killed. If you want to kill me in my territory, you can't blame me for killing him." Liu Lang's tone is still light, and there is no change because the person in front of him is the leader of Longmen sword sect. If he is just talking to an ordinary passer-by, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"If you order someone to kill my son, I can't blame you!" The white breaks the sky, the canthus wants to crack, the eye penetrates to kill the opportunity way.

"Since you don't know right and wrong, I'll have to kill you, too!" Liu Lang light way, that casual attitude, if only first sentence a death penalty to carry out the death penalty.

"Ha ha, that's arrogant! Even if you have a powerful magic weapon, so what? Do you think I am the master of wansha cave and the old iron eagle? How dare you say kill me Bai Po Tian Jian Liu Lang's attitude was so contemptuous that he laughed angrily.

Liu Langgang just released the little zhudemon sword of rosefinch, which only showed the fluctuation of mana, but nothing else moved. Naturally, he could not see how strong Liu Lang's specific strength was, but he could see that Liu Lang's realm was not as high as his.

"Maybe my realm is not as good as you, but killing you is enough!" Liu Lang light way, since won't go out of his way to show his cards.

Now Liu Lang has stepped into the vast territory from yuanmanjie Island, and the cultivation of his potential enemies has become higher and higher. Only the known four overlords of the vast territory are already tongxuan realm. Who can guarantee that there are no more powerful potential enemies than tongxuan realm? Naturally, we should keep one or two hands of cards and not expose all the details.

"Do you know what my cultivation realm is? How dare you talk so much With a cold drink in Baipo's day, the silver dragon ice snow sword in his hand turned into an ice dragon again, opened the cold fog and roared toward Liu Lang.

Liu Lang glanced at the capital under his feet, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, which turned into a rainbow and went towards the sky.

Bai Po Tian not only has a powerful cultivation realm, but also is a sword cultivator. Since Liu Lang is not ready to expose his trump card, he can no longer kill the master of wansha cave and suppress the iron hawk demon king as easily as before. Once the fierce battle starts, it will inevitably bring disaster to the city and hurt the mortals.

I don't know how many people will be involved in this fight. How many of these people will survive?

Bai Botian and others can ignore the life and death of those ants, but Liu Lang can't.

However, Liu Lang flies to the distance because he has pity on the people of the national capital, but Bai Botian thinks that Liu Lang is afraid.

"It's too late to think of running away now!" When Bai Po Tian saw that Liu Lang had turned into a rainbow and left, he could not help but be slightly shocked. Then he sneered and drove the snow sword of the silver dragon to chase him.

Seeing the monarch turning into a rainbow, the Iron Eagle demon king, Peng tianwu and elder Wang were also slightly stunned, and then they rushed to catch up.

As soon as the iron hawk demon king and others left, there were several brilliant lights in the capital of Mengyang Kingdom, breaking through the air in the direction of Liu Lang turning into a rainbow.

The breath of those brilliant lights was more powerful, and the lowest was in the early Yuan Dynasty. Obviously, they were all friars who had some strength in the capital of the country and were ready to go to see the fun.They also wanted to take this opportunity to see the strength of the Lord of heaven, although there were many wars among the people in the country, but did the wind Lord really attack the king of the Wan Wan cave as a simultaneous interpreting of the iron hawk king? If they have doubts, they will not miss this chance to find out.

"You deserve me to turn around and run away. I just don't want to hurt the innocent." The red rainbow cuts through the layers of clouds, and in the twinkling of an eye it comes to the wind layer.

It is said that there are nine levels of vigorous wind, one level is fiercer than the other. It is also the test for all the monks who want to raise the Xia to the immortal position to go to the fairyland.

Ju Xia's ascent is only one step away from becoming a monk. The test he has to go through is also very strong. We can imagine how terrible this vigorous wind is.

The vigorous wind layer where Liu Lang and Liu Lang were in was the first and the weakest of the nine.

But Rao is so, but it is also extremely cold. The fierce wind is like a sharp blade, which can cut the iron and stone into pieces in an instant. The friars under Yuan Ying, facing the fierce wind, are doomed.

"Hurt the innocent? It's ridiculous! The sword is a merciless weapon. It's the way of killing. How can you become a sword immortal with your mind A silver light rips the vigorous wind. The white sky, white as snow, stands in the hunting vigorous wind with a sword. There is a sneer on the corner of his mouth. The smell of ice and cold comes out from the ice and snow sword, which repels the vigorous wind.

"The sword, the king of the army! How can a king only rely on ruthless killing? Just with what you said just now, your Kendo is inferior! " Liu Lang stands tall in the strong wind, and the red rosefinch Xiaozhu magic sword is quietly suspended in the strong wind, without a breath of killing. It seems so quiet and peaceful, but it makes all the strong winds avoid three feet away