Chapter 1504

Looking at Jiang Fengfeng's fiery appearance, Luo Feng smiled: "I already know this."

"Got it?"

Jiang Fengfeng is stupefied for a while, then glared at Luo Feng. "Then if you don't tell me earlier, I'll be in a hurry."

Luo Feng smiled bitterly: do you have the opportunity to explain to me?

Yue Haitang looks at Luo Feng, hesitates for a moment, and says, "Luo Feng, if you don't agree, I'll go and tell my mother..."

"No more."

Luo Feng shook his head. "Just now, the saint sword emissary came here. I have promised her to accompany you to the sword tomb."

"Mother just came?"

Yue Haitang was stunned for a moment, and looked at Luo Feng nervously: "she Did you say anything to you? "

"Told me about sword tomb and three days later asked sword platform to compete. What's the matter? "

The moon Begonia look a slow, shake his head, "nothing."

Jiang Fengfeng said with a smile, "what can I do for you. The first time you come to sword tomb, I'll show you around. "

The three came to Luofeng. They had heard about the sword tomb on the way because of this.

"Good." Luo Feng just nodded.

Saying, Jiang Fengfeng and Su Zhuyun take the lead in flying, Luo Feng and Yue Haitang follow behind.

Four people use their lightness skills to sweep down shengjianfeng, land at the bottom of the peak, and then walk on the mountain road to enjoy the surrounding scenery.

Along the way, Jiang Fengfeng constantly introduced Luo Feng and Yue Haitang about the sword tomb.

Luo Feng then learned that the sword tomb is a floating land hundreds of miles around. It is the beginning of the sword tomb. The ancestors of the sword tomb cut the Zhenwu land with a large-scale yuanlingmai and carried it into this space crack together.

Hearing this, Luo Feng was surprised at the bottom of his heart: how powerful it would take to carry such a large continent? It's a mysterious means. It seems that he knows too little

In addition, Luo Feng also learned from Jiang Fengfeng that although the sword tomb does not rise and fall day by day, there are also days and nights. The difference lies in the strength of the sword sent out by shengjianfeng.

At noon in the day, the sword meaning of shengjianfeng is the strongest, and then it will continue to weaken. At midnight, the sword meaning is the weakest, and it starts again and again.

Now is the time of the day when Saint Jianfeng sends out the strongest sword meaning. It's noon.

Walking on the road side by side, Yue Haitang looks at the dangerous mountains around him and frowns slightly: "the sword meanings of these mountains are different..."

Luo Feng nodded his head, and he also felt that in addition to shengjianfeng, other peaks also have sword meanings, but they are not as strong as shengjianfeng.

These sword meanings give different feelings. Some burst like thunder, some are soft like water, and some are treacherous like wind cover and contain everything.

Su Zhuyun smiled and said: "did you find out? The hundred sword peaks are not set at will. The hundred peaks represent the best hundred sword paths in the sword tomb. The limitless sword technique that Fengfeng and I practiced is just one of them. "

Hundreds of sword ways!

Luo Feng's mind and spirit moved, and his limitless sword technique was powerful. He had seen it before. He took the first rank of a person in an instant. There were 100 such powerful sword techniques. It's worthy of being a sword tomb. It's not the same as the twelve golden halls at all. Even the whole canglan Dynasty is just like nine cows and one hair.

With the distance from shengjianfeng getting further and further, there are more and more sword tomb disciples on the avenue. Most of them are silver sword emissaries wearing silver feather swords, and occasionally they see gold sword emissaries.

Notice that four people, the nearby sword tomb disciple, look over one after another.

"Look, that beautiful young man should be the blood of the sword emissary, the Begonia of the moon."

"Hee hee, he is worthy of inheriting the blood of Saint sword envoy. He is so handsome. Shanghai Tang branch in the moon Begonia, the name is also very good. It's said that before long, he will enter the sword tomb and then inherit the position of Saint sword envoy. " A female disciple looks at the Begonia and her eyes are shining.

The people around me secretly say that Hua Chi is crazy about flowers, but they have to admit that Yue Haitang is outstanding in appearance and temperament. Those eyes, like the stars in the night sky, are sparkling and bright. You will never forget it when you look at them.

"The swordsman beside yuehaitang is Luofeng. I didn't expect that one day, there will be swordsmen in our sword tomb. " Luofeng was noticed.

"Have you heard that three days later, Luo summit is asking Jiantai to challenge the younger generation of our sword tomb. It is said that according to the war situation, we will decide whether we will let him accompany Haitang, the same moon, into the sword tomb. "

"Hum, coming to our sword tomb is the blessing he has built for three years. He also wants to enter the Holy Land sword tomb. He is dreaming."

"We can run over a few young people from the sword tomb. If he has a trace of self-knowledge, he should understand his own weight and take the initiative to quit. "

"It's better if he doesn't quit. He has a festival with yuankong. Lin Yin is hurt by this boy. With yuankong's temper, he can't swallow this tone. Then I will go to the sword platform... "

"Haha, that's right. Let's wait for a good play and see how he will lose face then."

These people's voices were lowered, but they heard a few words in the practice of the four.

Smell words, Jiang Fengfeng Daimei wrinkled, as if to see the past of their own, sneering and shaking his head.

Three days later, when I asked Jian Tai to compete with her, it was true that someone would lose face, but she would not be Luo Feng.

After walking out for a while, there was a loud noise in front of us, and there were waves of real elements.

"I'm just asking Jiantai, Luofeng, if you want to go over and have a look." Jiang Fengfeng goes back to the beginning.

"Ask sword platform..."

Luo Feng was curious and nodded: "OK."

A few miles ahead, a huge platform with a height of 20 or 30 meters appeared in front of Luo Feng.

It can be seen that the platform was originally a small mountain peak, which was cut off and turned into a flat and huge section.

Around the cross section of the platform stands a stone sword with a handle of tens of meters high. The light blue light bursts from the stone sword, which connects with each other to form a round curtain, covering the whole cross section.

When he wielded his lightness skill and flew to the sky, Luo Feng saw from afar that there were many sword tomb disciples cultivating on the cross section, and the sword Qi was crisscrossing and crisscrossing.

Eh!

As he approached, Luo Feng suddenly felt a wave of pressure coming from him, and the movement of the real elements in his body stopped for a few minutes.

Jiang Fengfeng said: "there is a array for asking the sword stage. As long as you open it and ask the people on the sword stage, their accomplishments will be suppressed in the same realm. It's no use competing against each other and trying to win through cultivation. "

While talking, four people landed on the platform.

As soon as he landed, Luo Feng immediately felt the pressure on his body increased a lot. After careful induction, he found that cultivation was suppressed in the dual realms of the real Yuan Dynasty, as was the case with Jiang Fengfeng and Su Zhuyun.

At this time, a loud exclamation came from the front platform.

"It's a strong sense of oppression. Elder martial sister Mingfeng's sword sense has improved again."

"It's true that the meaning of Da RI sword is worthy of its name. I feel that my real yuan is about to be ignited at such a long distance. This is still the case when elder martial sister Mingfeng's cultivation is suppressed. If it's normal, I can't enter her 100m range at all. "

Luo Feng felt a burning feeling coming on his face. He looked up and looked forward. His eyebrows were raised and his pupils were dyed red.