Chapter 1514

Take a deep breath. Facing mu Qingxue, the master of huoyun sword sneered:

"Mu Qingxue, even if Luo Feng defeats yuan Kong, what can he do. This doesn't mean that he can help the next holy sword emissary to pass the sword tomb test and get one yuan limitless sword way! "

Hearing this, some swordsmen nearby nodded.

There's nothing wrong with what huoyun sword master said. Luofeng's strength is really outstanding, but that's all. There are many young disciples in the sword tomb who are better than him and have potential above him.

"Fire cloud sword master, why do you worry. The duel is not over now. " Mu Qingxue smiles.

"You don't think that he can defeat the golden sword envoy," said huoyun sword master with a sneer

The silver sword emissary is a young generation. No one has the courage to say three moves to defeat yuankong. Now that Luofeng has done it, there are no rivals in the silver sword emissary. If he continues to compete, only a few young disciples who have been promoted to the golden sword emissary are left.

Mu Qingxue said with a smile: "why not? By the way, I remember the master of huoyun sword said that yuankong defeated Luofeng and captured him easily... "

"Mu Qingxue, you..."

The master of huoyun sword is choked in his chest at one breath, and there is no place to vent. His face is red as blood. There is fire in the air around him, and the space seems to start to twist.

Seeing that the atmosphere is getting more and more tense, the master of Xingyun sword gets up to fight the round field and says:

"master of huoyun sword, if Luo Feng has the strength to challenge the golden sword envoy, it will be known immediately. Why do you rush for a moment?"

Whoo!

The fire cloud sword master suppressed his anger, sat down heavily, and glanced at mu Qingxue coldly: "OK! Mu Qingxue, I'd like to see how proud you are! "

"Luofeng wants to fight with Jin Jian emissary!"

The voice of the fire cloud sword master spread all over the valley. At one time, the sword tomb disciples were shocked.

However, they are very clear about how difficult it is to promote the golden sword. Both potential and strength are indispensable. It is unimaginable that those young people who were promoted to the golden sword envoy before they were twenty years old.

That can no longer be called genius, it is more appropriate to call it evil.

Luo Feng took out a pill to recover his vitality, looked around, and glanced at the young generation of disciples one by one, with clear eyes.

"Who else?"

The bland voice sounded in the valley. The Emperor Yan's heaven breaking sabre in Luo Feng's hand was obliquely inserted into the ground. There was a wild and reckless air on his body, which brought a strong sense of oppression to the younger generation of disciples.

The whole valley was suddenly quiet, everyone was shocked by Luo Feng's provocative attitude, and then, bursts of frenzy like waves burst out.

"Too arrogant!"

"Just a little bit of strength, then dare to speak up, don't think we have no sword tomb!"

"It's nothing to defeat yuankong. If elder martial sister Mingfeng moves, one finger can crush him."

"No matter what elder martial sister Mingfeng does, any golden sword emissary can defeat him."

The waves of voices kept rising and everyone was enraged by Luo Feng's arrogant words. Even the swordsman frowned.

In the face of all the indignant comments, Luo Feng did not change his face.

He still remembers mu Qingxue's words. Then, to let a group of swordsmen who are supercilious and have high self-esteem change their attention, they must break each other's self-esteem and pride with a more arrogant attitude, so as to attract each other's attention and respect.

Yes, arrogance!

"Ha ha, it's not good to be too proud."

A cold voice sounded, and then a young man dressed in blue and wearing a golden sword appeared in front of Luo Feng 30 steps.

"It's senior brother Lin Xiaofeng!"

"Elder martial brother Lin asked the sword stage. I have a good time. Elder martial brother Lin was promoted to the golden sword envoy as early as three months ago. His ice and snow sword means that all refined steel can be frozen. Let's see how this kid resists it. "

"Elder martial brother Lin, this boy dare to look down on our sword tomb and teach him a lesson!"

Seeing the young man on the stage, the sword tomb disciple who was enraged by Luo Feng was immediately excited.

The younger generation of disciples are all of a strong age. The previous four defeats of sword tomb disciples in the fourth World War made them feel very unhappy. Luo Feng's provocative look just now completely angered them. At the moment, they all hope that the youth in Qingyi can defeat Luo Feng and let them raise their eyebrows.

"Elder martial sister, it's elder martial brother Lin!"

Jiang Fengfeng notices that Lin Xiaofeng's face is slightly changed. Lin Xiaofeng is their disciple of immeasurable Feng. She knows the fear of each other, but she worries about Luo Feng.

Su Zhuyun and Dai Mei wrinkled and said: "Luofeng will not be defeated easily. What's more, it's just a duel. It's not about life if you lose. "

"But..."

Jiang Fengfeng pursed her lips, and she could see that Luo Feng was determined to enter the sword tomb. But if you lose to Lin Xiaofeng, I'm afraid it won't go well. The first one of huoyun sword master won't agree.

Lin Xiaofeng was a young man in green standing beside Mingfeng.

Just now, he publicly threatened that Luo Feng would be defeated in the face of yuankong, but the fact made him a big mouth.

Luo Feng not only won, but also won very crisp, just three moves to defeat yuankong, which made him feel shameless. Hearing Luo Feng's provocation, he did not hesitate to take the sword platform.

"Since you think our sword tomb is empty, I will meet you." Lin Xiaofeng's figure is straight, his eyes are cold and his body has an invisible chill.

Luo Feng looked at Lin Xiaofeng and said lightly, "it's a pity that you are not my opponent."

Suck!

Hearing Luo Feng's words, the disciples of the nearby sword tomb could not help but breathe in deeply and look at Luo Feng's eyes, almost spewing out fire.

Arrogance!

How arrogant!

At the age of 19, Lin Xiaofeng became a golden sword envoy. Such talents, even in the territory of the whole hundred countries, are among the most outstanding ones. They should be looked down upon so much!

Lin Xiaofeng's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Luo Feng, coldly said: "strength is not by mouth. I will let you know what is real despair and what is the height you will never reach. "

Hum!

When he spoke, Lin Xiaofeng's golden sword went out of its sheath silently, floating beside him, shining with cold light.

At that time, the whole sword platform was filled with cold air. There was a creaking sound in the air. It was the sound of water vapor being frozen. Luo Feng felt that the air in his heart was cold. The amazing cold air came from his pores and tried hard to drill into his body.

Brush!

With his hand extended, the sword flew into Lin Xiaofeng's hand automatically. He looked at Luo Feng and said coldly:

"my sword means ice and snow sword, freezing the world and killing everything. From the situation of your fighting just now, what you should cultivate is the fire skill, which is just restrained by my ice and snow sword idea, and the general trend is not yet great. In front of me, 10% of your strength can only be exerted by 89% at most. "

Lin Xiaofeng looks calm, a winning gesture.

Luo Feng glanced at Lin Xiaofeng and shook his head: "it's a pity that I didn't practice the fire skill."

"Well, you want to deceive me?"

Lin Xiaofeng sneered and walked forward half a step. Suddenly, a great momentum burst out, and a surprising chill spread. The whole platform was filled with cold wind and snow.

Hiss, hiss, hiss

When these snowflakes fall, the air immediately splits and is as sharp as a white sword, which is extremely shocking.

"What a chill!"

Luo Feng only felt that Zhenyuan's movement was somewhat stagnant. The cold air came in through the vigorous Qi of his body protection, which made his eyebrows and hair frost.

Roar!

On!

Dare not neglect, Luo Feng immediately urged the general trend and the demon form skill with all his strength. In the roar of the terror beast, the blood inflammation and the spirit of the demon rose to the sky, and six huge flame foxtails gathered behind him. The evil and bloodthirsty breath and the general trend fused, making the surrounding space start to slightly vibrate, resisting the sword together, isolating the cold air from three feet away, and being unable to approach.

"He still has the strength!"

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned, because Luofeng's breath was far more than when he fought with yuankong. Obviously, he had kept his strength before.

This made them have an illusion that Luo Feng's strength seemed to have no end. They thought that when they reached the limit, they would immediately break the limit.

"Hum, no matter how you struggle, it's in vain in front of me. Cold and white light

Lin Xiaofeng's eyes are colder. He snorts coldly. His sword seems to cut out slowly and quickly.

Brush!

A white light flew out, hidden in the sky and snow, almost invisible.

"Cut!"

Luo Feng just cut the sword Qi with one knife. He burst in two. His figure fell back uncontrollably.

Lin Xiaofeng is waiting for this moment. When his pupils shrink, his sharpness rises. He splits the snow with a sword.

"Immeasurable instant sword!"

Hum!

The wind and snow split up strangely and automatically. Then, a fierce sword spirit appeared behind Luofeng silently.

Luo Feng is ready. Zhenyuan is infused into the emperor's Yan sky breaking sabre. He returns to split it and cuts off the sword Qi.

"Even blocked the immeasurable instant kill sword!"

Lin Xiaofeng had some accidents, but he didn't know. Luo Feng had seen countless immeasurable instant killing swords, and he was always on guard.

It's not Luo Feng's character to be beaten passively. In the moment when Lin Xiaofeng lost his mind, the emperor's burning sky knife in his hand caused a mysterious red demon fire.

Boom!

With Luo Feng cutting off, the thunder blows, a blood red thunder light, penetrates and shoots out at a terrifying speed, leaving a dark red shadow in the void, shocking.

In the face of the bloody thunder, Lin Xiaofeng's pupil shrank.

"Flying phoenix through the clouds!"

With a cold drink, Lin Xiaofeng stabbed with a sword, and a cold sword burst out. As soon as the sword Qi left the blade, it suddenly split, changing a pair of wings of flying phoenix, which happened to collide with the blood thunder light cut by Luo Feng.

Boom!

With a loud noise, the whole sword platform was shocked violently, and the snow rolled in disorder. Under the astonished gaze of all the people, the blood thunder sword light and the wings of the Phoenix tightly fitted together, and they collided for countless times in an instant, and countless cracks appeared on both surfaces.

Both forces must reach their limits.

At this time, an amazing scene appeared.

The sword on the platform suddenly converged to the wings of the flying phoenix, which made the broken wings of the flying phoenix more powerful. It ran through the blood thunder sword light and killed Luo Feng.