Chapter 367

Luo Feng astringes his breath, clings to the ground tightly, lies behind the earth slope, and waits quietly.

Whoosh!

A red Mantis flew to Luofeng's shoulder and climbed recklessly, as if it had been regarded as a rock.

Among the three martial artists, there are nine top experts in Tianting. Luo Feng has to be careful.

After a few breaths, there was a sharp wind howling in the distance. Three figures broke through the wind. They were so fast that they pulled out three clear waves, flying sand and rocks. From a distance, they thought they were three hurricanes.

Whoosh! Whiz! Whiz!

In a blink of an eye, the three figures crossed a kilometer to the front of the body.

Three figures, the first big middle-aged is Yang Qinghu, the first of the four green blood tigers of the Ye family. On the left and right sides are a thin young warrior and a slightly fat middle-aged warrior.

"Be careful!"

Smelling the smell of blood, Yang Qinghu waved his hand and the three stopped immediately.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

When they came to the ground, the earth trembled, and the ground immediately cracked under their feet, as if it were a huge hammer knocking on the mountain.

"Three brothers!"

The skinny warrior saw the body on the ground. His face changed and he walked quickly.

Yang Qinghu's face was gloomy. He looked at the scar on the body, and his brow was slightly wrinkled: "a knife is deadly, and even there is no time to react. It's a brilliant knife technique. It seems that we despise this boy named Luofeng. "

"Third brother, I will avenge you and tear that damned boy to pieces!" Among the four green blood tigers, the third and the fourth have the best relationship. When they see the miserable corpses on the ground, their faces are ferocious and their eyes are filled with fierce murders.

The little fat warrior said: "the blood gas is still fresh. That kid should not have gone far. With the speed of the three of us, he should be able to catch up soon."

"Well, let's chase! You can't let the third brother die for nothing. "

Yang Qinghu nodded with a black face and fixed his eyes on the front. He was ready to use his light martial arts. At this moment, a dark shadow suddenly appeared beside him, and a bright blade appeared.

"Back!"

At the moment when Dao mang appeared, Yang Qinghu felt as if he had fallen into the ice cellar, and his whole body was stimulated to stand up with a roar, and his figure exploded.

"Late!"

Luo Feng rushes out from behind the mountain package, and the cold line of vision sweeps three people for a look, and directly launches an attack. The angry Yan knife cuts a half moon knife mark horizontally.

Yang Qinghu's three people were shocked. They immediately urged their whole body to fight against this sabre.

However, the blade speed is faster, and it will arrive in a flash.

Poop!

The little fat middle-aged warrior is the first to bear the brunt. Before he can hold up his body protection and vigorous Qi, he is directly cut off by the blade, and the blood gushes out.

The sword's power is not reduced, and it is severely cut on the back of the skinny warrior.

"Poof!"

If a thin and dry warrior is hit by a challenge, his body armor is broken with vigorous Qi. A half foot long knife mark is left on his chest. The blood is splashed, which makes him cry out with pain. He falls ten meters away and smashes the ground into a big hole.

"Stand up, die!"

The two companions were killed and wounded in the blink of an eye. Yang Qinghu's eyes were red. He stared at Luo Feng and clapped a blood palm Gang the size of a house to suppress him.

Boom

The power of Zhanggang is amazing. When the sound of wind and thunder is heard, the afterwave lowers the ground one layer, and the surrounding space is shaking.

"Cut!"

Luo Feng lifts a breath and cuts to Zhang Gang again.

Wheeze!

The thick blade roared out. After supporting for a while in front of the bloody palm Gang, it was crushed and smashed, turning into countless tiny Qi force, cutting the surrounding ground into holes.

Bang!

Blood color palm Gang also wears out most of its power and is hit by Luo Feng's fist.

"It's amazing. It's a bit more powerful than Tangqi, a snow cold sword."

Luo Feng shakes some numb wrists and looks at the martial artist in blue in front of him. His face is heavy.

Yang Qinghu stood in front of Luo Feng's body ten steps, his eyes fixed on Luo Feng.

He is the top cultivation of Jiuchong Tianting. He thought that he could hurt Luofeng badly with one stroke. However, his hair was not damaged by half a point.

However, Yang Qinghu didn't worry too much. He was confident that he would try his best. Luo Feng was definitely not his opponent.

"Big brother, this kid killed three brothers and two brothers, kill him quickly!"

The skinny warrior was seriously injured by a knife and lost his mobility. He lay on the ground and looked at Luo Feng with a murderous face.

After glancing at the body on the ground, Yang qinghusen's cold pupil contracted for a while, and he said: "Luofeng, you killed my third brother, but you didn't run away immediately, and you dare to stay here."

"Why do I want to escape?"

Luo Feng took a look at Yang Qinghu and said quietly.

Why escape?

Yang Qinghu's face stiffened. Luo Feng didn't take him seriously.

If Luofeng is the peak warrior of Jiuchong Tianting, Yang Qinghu can still accept this remark, but Luofeng is only the middle-term cultivation of Jiuchong Tianting. This remark is undoubtedly a naked provocation!

"Boy, you are arrogant! But you will pay for your words immediately! You killed my second brother and third brother. I beat all your limbs to make your life worse than death! "

With a roar, Yang Qinghu's pupil suddenly changed color, and the strong snow light spewed out. Behind him, there was a huge blue tiger, roaring up to the sky, and his momentum continued to climb.

Luo Feng's brow is slightly wrinkled. Yang Qinghu's vitality fluctuates more strongly than Tang Qi's.

"I'm afraid you're the one who died."

His face did not change. Luo Feng said a faint sentence. He secretly turned his energy. His eyes were locked on Yang Qinghu and he was ready to strike with thunder at any time.

Luo Feng's calm and calm, so Yang Qinghu picked eyebrows, his own outbreak of full strength, the other side can still be so calm.

"If you don't kill this guy today, you'll be in trouble!"

Yang Qinghu's face showed a strong murderous opportunity. The blood light in his pupil burst out suddenly, and the blue giant tiger behind him also roared like thunder.

"The tiger leaps over the mountains!"

With a low roar, Yang Qinghu's figure suddenly jumped into the air and split off in the air. The green tiger phantom behind him also jumped off the cliff like a tiger. He tore at Luo Feng with his teeth and claws.

Boom!

The power of this leg is amazing. It is far better than the blue palm Gang just now. It's like a mountain crushing and a volcano erupting. The violent momentum makes the air constantly compress and explode. The wind blows up and fills the sky. It seems that natural disasters are coming!

The thin and wounded warrior nearby saw this scene. He looked shocked and excited. He stared at Luo Feng and wanted to see him torn by his legs.

Luo Feng stood under the vigorous legs, looking calm, like a reef in the flood, but he didn't move. With a left fist, he was ready to roar out.

"The sky is falling apart!"

The space in front of Luo Feng's body has countless amazing cracks, which are woven into a big net, giving a scene of the collapse of heaven and earth.

Boom!

The two terrible momentum met in the air, and the energy collided to form an exerting impact, spreading in circles, shaking the ground for miles.

The skinny warrior's eyes did not blink. Looking at the chaotic scene ahead, his face suddenly changed dramatically. He lost his voice and said, "how could it be?"

Luo Feng retreated a few steps, his whole body was free of any scars, and he stopped his leg unhurt!

Yang Qinghu did not continue to attack. Looking at Luo Feng, his disdainful expression just now disappeared, even a little dignified.

Just now, he has exerted 90% of his strength, and the other side is able to take it without any injury, but it's just a little downwind. This result makes Yang Qinghu depressed, but at the same time, he is cautious.

Luo Feng is also looking at Yang Qinghu. It's not so easy to deal with the top martial of Jiuchong Tianting.

Just now, although he was not hurt, he was still numb by the strength of the opponent's arm. If he fought close, he would not win at all.

"We have to find out the flaw to kill him."

Luo Feng looks at Yang Qinghu, his eyes twinkle slightly.

"It's really outstanding to be able to block my leg with your age and accomplishments. If I give you time, I'm sure you'll make some achievements. Maybe you can rank among the top ten new dragons and dominate one side. It's a pity that you should not have abandoned my young master. More should not know to be chased by us, still stay here! You can stay here forever! "

Yang Qinghu looks at Luo Feng, with a chill on his body. The blood in his pupils seems to be boiling and dazzling. He suddenly grins and stomps on the ground.

"Tiger shakes mountains and rivers!"

With Yang Qinghu's right foot down, the big blue tiger behind him roared, and raised his forelimb, with the power to suppress the earth, stepped down abruptly!

Boom boom boom

In the huge roar, the ground rolls violently as if it were a wave. The huge earthquake force makes the nearby space tremble, twist and fly with debris.

Poof!

The skinny warrior was affected by the afterwave, and was shocked to fly several meters high, and spewed out a mouthful of blood in the air.

Luo Feng felt a strong fluctuation of vitality, and was rushing to himself from the ground.

He glanced at Yang Qinghu with a sneer on his face. Luo Feng's eyes moved and gave up avoiding. He just turned his energy to protect his whole body.

Boom!

A loud bang broke out, and the violent explosion of vital energy appeared at the foot of Luofeng. The strong impact rose from the sky, forming a wave several meters high. Luofeng also flew into the air.

"Ha ha You are still too tender, cloud blood palm! "

Yang Qinghu sees Luo Feng's own plot. He looks up to the sky and roars. His hands are covered with blood. He splits his hands towards Luo Feng, who is in the middle of the sky.

Luo Feng is shocked by the vitality. He is in the middle of the sky. He can't escape this palm!

However, just when Yang Qinghu thought that Luo Feng was bound to die, an incredible scene appeared. Luo Feng, who was hit by the explosion and half empty, stepped on the gravel a little. Suddenly, the figure flew to the side and escaped from the bloody palm gang.

"How could it be!"

Yang Qinghu was stunned and was about to make another move. A cold light suddenly magnified in the field of vision.

"No!"

At the moment when he saw Dao Mang, Yang Qinghu had a strong crisis in his heart and wanted to fight it. However, the speed of Dao mang was incredibly fast, as if it was a thunderbolt, which flashed in front of him.

Poop!

Yang Qinghu's left arm was broken with his wrists together, and the blood was splashed. The whole man threw out ten meters away, his face was unbelievable.