Chapter 1423

"Hum! You look up to yourself too! "

The young man with cold face snorted coldly, and his body was full of blue light. There was a huge wave in his body, and his breath was more than twice as strong as before. Obviously, he didn't take it seriously before. Although the young man with squint eyes was abolished by the other side, he was just a warrior in the later period of the real Yuan Dynasty, which was not worthy of his attention. But now Luofeng's arrogant attitude completely angered him. No Keep your hands ready.

One step out, the green light on the cold faced youth turns into water, hovering on the edge of the sword, just like a dragon tossing endlessly, a sword flying out of the sky.

"A sword of crazy Jiaos!"

Whoa!

The green sword's strength soared in the air and turned into a huge ferocious water Jiao. It roared to Luofeng. Where it passed, the wind was raging and the ground was plowed with a huge sword mark.

"You are not the only warrior in the middle of zhenyuanjing."

Luo Feng sneers, and the majestic Zhenyuan bursts out, which makes the surrounding space tremble slightly. A huge fire Gang bursts out from the emperor's burning sky breaking Sabre and cuts in the air.

"Death!"

Wheeze!

The sound of tearing the cloth sounded, and the fierce water Jiao was cut off in one piece, and it was split towards the cold faced youth in the back.

"The water is all over the sky!"

The cold faced young man's face changed greatly, and his whole body turned into huge waves. All these waves were made up of small swords, which were kept around him in a whirlpool, cutting the air to a snort.

Boom!

With a loud sound, the knife light and the current were annihilated at the same time, and the cold faced youth were shocked to step back for several times and spit out a deep breath of turbid air.

"The six middle stages of zhenyuanjing!"

"This young man is actually a warrior in the middle period of the real Yuan Dynasty. It seems that he is even more powerful than Lin Yue."

"Who is he?"

"At this age, young swordsmen with such strength can't be ordinary people. I'm afraid they're not the people who come out of the cloud country. It's the people of the four dynasties, or the pilgrims... "

Feeling the majestic fluctuation of Zhenyuan on Luofeng, most people's faces are dignified and guess Luofeng's identity one after another.

Su Rui was stunned for a long time, and then returned to his mind. He said to himself, "in the middle of the six stages of zhenyuanjing Is he really Luofeng

"You don't have to be merciful when you do it together." The eleventh Prince looked at Luo Feng with a low voice. In his capacity, he naturally disdained to fight.

"Do it!"

Brush! Brush! Brush! Brush!

Including the cold faced youth, four young martial artists appeared around Luofeng and surrounded him.

"Boy, you are really strong. Unfortunately, you are too arrogant. This is where you are buried today! "

Cold faced young man looks green. He almost suffered a loss in Luo Feng's hands just now, which makes him hard to accept. But he only thinks that he underestimated the other side. It's too careless. Now, with the other three real yuan martial artists, he thinks that he wants to defeat Luo Feng, but it's just a matter of turning his hands.

Luo Feng is full of anger and there is no place to vent. When he hears the words, his eyes are full of cold light and a sneer:

"come on, try it if you have the ability."

All the audience were shocked. Apart from Lin Yue, the other three were all true Yuanjing warriors. One of them was true Yuanjing in the later stage, and the other two were true Yuanjing in the five peak stage. The four joined hands. I'm afraid that as the 11th Prince of true Yuanjing in the six peak stage, he had to give up. He was not afraid at all!

They can't imagine why they have such bravery in such a young body.

"Boy, you want to die!"

"Kill!"

The four people are generally admired by others. How could they ever be so despised and provoked? They are furious one after another. The strong killing intention and the fluctuation of Zhenyuan make Canyang in the West become tragic. There is an amazing dust on the street.

All four of them are swordsmen. At the same time, they fight to kill time. They are full of horror and attack Luo Feng.

Luo Feng's face remained unchanged, running Zhenyuan, a sense of cold autumn's killing burst out from his body, and a knife split out.

"The autumn rain breaks the soul."

On!

The dragon shaped Sabre composed of countless small Sabre Qi spirals out and collides with the nearby Sabre Qi. It's dazzling with time and sparks.

"What kind of sabre is it? How can I feel a bit of scalp tingling?"

"Me too."

"His artistic conception of sabre technique has reached a terrifying state, which can affect people's mind and spirit."

"It's not only the artistic conception of the knife technique itself, but also the general situation. Under the mutual influence, any knife has an extremely amazing situation. It can not only greatly increase the power of sabre technique, but even lose the courage to fight if the person with weak mind faces him. He is a real swordsman! "

A middle-aged swordsman looked at Luo Feng with burning eyes. Watching the war, he realized a lot.

"It's terrible. In the face of four people's joint siege, the man can still keep the wind. He must be a holy man! "

Suri clenched a pair of pink fists, and her face was tense. Such a duel was beyond her imagination and understanding. She could only pray that Luofeng would not be born.

Clang, clang, clang

The sword Qi Sabre light is crisscross and crisscross. In a moment, it collided countless times.

Boom!

With a loud noise, the diffuse weather burst, the four cold faced young people were forced to retreat, the lowest one, with a trace of blood in his mouth.

"This man's blade is too strong. A long fight is not good for us. Try your best to make him lose his power!"

Cold faced youth looked at Luo Feng with a dignified tone. The other side's Sabre is very horrible, which has affected him. Ten percent of his strength can only be exerted. If he continues to delay, he will only be led by the other side.

"Good!"

The other three felt the strength of their opponents and nodded at the same time.

"Divide water and three swords!"

"Return to the sword!"

"Breaking the sky and startling the clouds!"

"Cut off the raging waves!"

All of a sudden, the four burst out their full strength and gave their best attack, attacking Luofeng from four directions at the same time.

Brush brush brush

The sword Qi in the sky interacts with each other. At last, it forms a huge storm of sword Qi around Luofeng. It rages in the middle. It's sharp and powerful. It gives people a continuous feeling. It seems that its power will never end. It's necessary to destroy the inner space.

Wheeze!

A sword was flying by, and the ground was cut open by a huge sword trace more than ten meters long, which extended to the corner of the street. Several people who watched the battle almost fell in.

"Back off!"

People who are close to you, hurry and back.

"Luofeng!" Suri lost her face.

He glanced at the four young fighters who had been killed. Luo Feng's eyes flashed and a smile was raised at the corner of his mouth: "interesting."

Wheeze!

Insert the Emperor Yan sky breaking knife into the ground. Luo Feng clenches his right hand. With a buzzing sound on his body, he burns a fierce fire wave and blows a fist on the ground.

"Hundred strong shock fist!"

Boom!

The whole street was shaken violently. There was a strange silence around it. Then the space began to twist sharply. Countless flame cracks took Luofeng as the center and extended to the surrounding area. Countless crushed stones floated in the air and started to burn violently because of friction.

Bobo, Bobo, Bobo

The storm of sword air is like crystal, which is smashed one after another. The cold-faced young four are still in the future and react. Then they are hit by fist force. Their clothes are smashed in a flash, spitting blood and flying out.