Chapter 1513

Nuo big valley, but now it is very quiet, only the wind through the valley of the rustle.

All the disciples in the sword tomb looked at the sword platform with bated breath. Their faces were solemn, and there was no previous contempt.

Up to now, people with a little vision can see that yuankong is in absolute downwind in the face of Luofeng in two fights. Even if there is the blessing of Huolian sword, it can't change this.

Yuankong is in the silver sword emissary, and his strength belongs to the upper position. But in front of Luofeng, he still can't get the least price. This means that Luofeng's potential is placed in the silver sword emissary of the sword tomb, and he can also be superior to the others!

In the eyes of some sword meaning disciples, there was a fierce light burst out, and the Qi was cold.

If Luofeng is a disciple of nine holy places, that's all. What they can't accept is that Luofeng is just a secular warrior from a small country like canglan Dynasty.

In the audience of the high platform, the master of huoyun sword has a tense face. If his eyes are ugly, they will be ugly.

He never thought that Luofeng was so strong that even yuankong was suppressed.

"Unfortunately, you are too young. It's arrogant to dare to promise three moves to defeat yuankong. As long as you can't do it, I will immediately end this contest, and you can't enter the sword tomb! "

The fire danced in his eyes, and the master of the fire cloud sword roared angrily in his heart.

On the other side, the master of Xingyun sword, Dai frowned slightly and shook her head: "it's too ambitious. If he didn't say that before, he could have won the contest. In this way, there should be many masters supporting him to enter the sword tomb."

Mu Qingxue said with a smile, "what can't be done is what he wants to do."

The master of Xingyun sword was surprised: "do you think he can defeat yuankong in three moves? The two have already fought two moves. The original air is only in the downwind. It will take some time to lose. "

"Just look down." Mu Qingxue cherishes words like gold.

Month Begonia eye blinks also does not blink to look at Luo Feng, a pair of powder fist clenches.

On the sword platform, Luo Feng pointed at the long sword and looked at yuankong with no expression: "do you think you can support three moves?"

"Hahaha I need to ask. If there is any way, just let it go, I will smash it one by one! "

Yuankong laughs. When he speaks, he picks the tip of his sword slightly.

All of a sudden, around the Silver Feather sword, the fire lotus of sword meaning keeps blooming. These fire lotus interact with each other, making yuankong's whole body suddenly burn, forming a flame sword gas of more than ten feet high. The air nearby is cut off and becomes a horrible vacuum zone.

Looking at yuankong, Luo Feng's eyes are cold: "since that is the case, then you have to guard well."

Bear!

When the voice fell, a horrible breath rose to the sky. Luo Feng's blood red demon fire rose. His hair and eyebrows were dyed with blood color. His eyes were turned into monstrous blood red pupils. Behind him were four huge flame foxtails, like swords. In the swing room, the air was cut to hiss.

Monster, bully!

Looking at Luo Feng wrapped by demon fire, the same idea came out of everyone's heart.

Jiang Fengfeng and Su Zhuyun, who are standing in the distance watching the battle, can't help but take a slow second half of their breath. Not only they, but many of the female disciples of the young sword tomb are distracted and attracted by Luo Feng at the moment.

"Evil spirit Moreover, this feeling seems to be the spirit of the superior fox demon. How could he... "

The eyes of the sword master of the nebula are shining, which makes him very surprised.

Not only her, but also the eyes of the hundred swordsmen on the scene changed a lot.

Mu Qingxue looks around, turns to the moon and says with a smile: "Tanger, you should seize the opportunity, or you may be preempted by others. If my mother is ten years younger, I'm afraid she will also be attracted by Luofeng. "

"Mother!"

As soon as crabapple's cheek is hot, he looks at Luo Feng, but the blush on his face is more and more obvious.

The spirit of liberating 40% of the demons, Luo Feng's breath, has been climbing. It's almost like two people just now, especially the evil and domineering breath that emanates from his body, which makes people feel lower in front of him.

"Yuankong, take this move!"

With a cold drink, Luo Feng stomped on the ground, and his figure rose in the air. He held the hilt with both hands and held the emperor's Yan sky breaking knife high. The blade was ablaze with blood red demon fire, which was dazzling.

"Xia Lei falls into the sky!"

Boom!

With Luo Feng's knife splitting, a thundering fire of blood and red flames burst out, like a raging dragon, with an extremely terrifying momentum, fighting to the original air.

I feel the power of terror contained in this sabre. It's so terrible. But if I step back here, I will be laughed at. My self-esteem as a swordsman will make him unable to do so. I will immediately recklessly urge Zhenyuan to get rid of it.

"Burning snake breaks!"

Wheeze!

As soon as the fire snake sword Qi appears, it is immediately split. The thunder Sabre's Qi will not be reduced, and it will hit the original sky's vigorous Qi.

Poof!

The vigorous Qi of the guard body was cut off, and the original sky body fell back like a meteor. It bumped the blue light curtain on the edge of the sword platform into a big pit, opened its mouth and sprayed blood, falling to the ground.

"You!"

Looking up at Luo Feng, he had a crooked neck and passed out.

Emperor Yan breaks the heaven knife into its sheath. Luo Feng glances at yuankong and says lightly: "since he said three moves defeat you, he will not use the fourth move."

The whole valley fell into a strange silence, and all the sword tomb disciples were completely paralyzed.

When we say that three moves defeat yuankong, we really only use three moves. What a bully! What strength! I'm afraid that no one among all the young silver sword envoys in the whole sword tomb can boast of such a high point, let alone achieve it.

Except for the demons who have been promoted to the golden sword envoy.

"Won, and only three moves."

Jiang Fengfeng takes a deep breath and looks at Su Zhuyun. They look at each other.

Luo Feng's exaggerated strength. They have been taught for a long time. Their combat power is rare among the same level fighters. They even have the experience of surpassing a large level to kill the enemy. They are not surprised by the result of Luo Feng's defeat of yuankong.

To their disbelief, Luofeng defeated yuankong in only three moves!

Yuankong's meaning of fire lotus sword is not the same. It is far from the common sword meaning. Among the martial arts of the same level, it also belongs to the outstanding existence. Facing Luofeng, it still has no resistance and is vulnerable.

"You seem to be right."

Xingyun sword master looked at Luo Feng and said to Mu Qingxue, "in this way, there should be many sword masters supporting him to enter the sword tomb."

"And there are people who don't support it."

Mu Qingxue looks at the master of huoyun sword.

The main face of huoyun sword twitches for a moment. If you look ugly, it will be ugly.

He was absolutely certain that yuankong's defeat of Luofeng was a feat. Now, it's the opposite. Just three moves, Luo Feng defeated yuankong and lived for hundreds of years. Today is the day when he was most oppressed. He even wanted to come to the stage and teach Luo Feng a lesson.