Chapter 2095

"It seems that Qingcang swordsman is really angry."

"I think anger is fake. It's true that I covet the secret script of the rain free sword." Some people's words are full of envy.

"Yes, it's a unique sword technique at the prefecture level. It can be regarded as the treasure of Zhenzong in some common sects. Even the nine holy places and the unique martial arts scripts at the prefecture level are extremely precious. "

"Where did this kid come from with such courage? He dared to be such a strip-shaped Qingcang swordsman. Qing Cang swordsman is one of the six great abilities in Yuanhai. He has been famous for a hundred years. He is a green crane swordsman. I don't know how many people he killed. "

"Haha, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. These young and accomplished geniuses have always been arrogant and proud of nobody. Not long ago, I killed a disciple outside the holy land. That kid, however, was at the beginning of his cultivation in the Yuan Dynasty, so he dared to shout at me. I slapped him and made him into meat and mud... " A martial artist in the late period of zhenyuanjing sneers.

When they saw that the old man with silver hair had gone to Luofeng, they spoke softly.

Jueying guest took a look at Luofeng, his eyes twinkled, and he didn't make a sound, which was the default.

It's a unique sword technique at the prefecture level, so naturally he won't lose heart.

However, at sunrise tomorrow, everyone here is going to die. Of course, Qingcang swordsman is no exception. At that time, that book of smoke and rain free swordsmanship script will still come back to him, just one more turn.

In addition, jueyingke also cares about another thing.

If the young swordsman in front of him is not Luo Feng, who would he be? Why is he so confident? Is he absolutely confident in his own strength or simply stupid.

The sharp eyes of jueying guest seem to see through Luofeng. The air is rippling.

The silver haired old man stands in front of Luo Feng 30 steps. This is the green crane sword technique he practices. It's the most powerful distance.

"Boy, I'll give you one last chance. Do you want to hand in the secret script of sword technique?" Now that it has been exposed, the silver haired old man no longer disguises his purpose.

Luo Feng shakes his sword, sprinkles a cold sword light, and lightly says, "don't talk nonsense, the secret script is on me, if you have the ability, you can take it yourself."

The old man with silver hair looked contemptuous, and his eyes were full of murderous ideas. "Well, then no wonder I bullied the small with the big."

With a sneer, the old silver haired man's simple and unsophisticated sword clanged out of his sheath. As soon as he held the sword, the air around him was buzzing and shaking. The strong sword force pierced the air. The whole man and the sword seemed to merge together and become a world-class soldier with a sharp edge. Such a strong sword force immediately aroused a scream.

"It's a strong sword power. I can't look directly at it."

"Well, the swordsman of Qingcang really deserves his reputation."

"Fortunately, he is not an enemy..."

Everyone was surprised.

"Die."

In order to make the plan go smoothly, all the people invited by jueyingke this time are from all over the world. Qingcang swordsman looks like a man who doesn't provoke the world. He's just a disguise. His heart is actually fiercer than that of a poisonous snake. With a cold drink, his eyes are full of murders. Zhenyuan erupts, and his combat power is promoted to a peak. One sword reaches Luofeng.

Wheeze!

The green sword Qi splits a straight blue crack in the void, just like lightning. If you don't move, you will already have it. If you move, you will collapse the sky. It will frighten the world.

For a moment, the blue cracks spread to Luo Feng.

Luo Feng's clothes were pounded by the sword, and his feet were motionless, like a reef that has experienced thousands of years of wind and rain.

When the sword Qi came to him, his eyes narrowed and his sword was on the tip of the sword.

Wheeze!

When the two swords meet, the sharp impact spreads immediately, cutting deep gullies on the ground, raging on both sides, frightening the fighters on both sides to watch the battle and retreating.

"In the way!"

Everyone was shocked to see that the green sword Qi had been dissipated completely and invisibly.

At the moment when the old man with silver hair came out of the sword, he felt the irresistible sword power. Almost everyone thought that the victory had been decided. Never thought that the young swordsman in front of him could stop the sword. His face was unbelievable.

"It seems that you have some skills. Take me another sword! "

The old man with silver hair was a little surprised and soon calmed down, his eyes became more terrible.

The better Luofeng is, the stronger the dust-free sword is!

Now there is only one idea left in the old man's heart. Kill the young swordsman in front of him and get the sword technique!

Hum!

The old and simple sword in his hand was lifted up. The sword power broke out on the silver haired old man. It soared again. The wind and clouds surged around him. There was a strong blue light rising from the sky, but it reflected the blue oil in the sky. In the void, there was a faint voice of crane.

"A crane in the clouds!"

Brush!

When a sword is chopped down, the strong blue light condenses into a huge blue crane shadow. The wings of the crane shadow are cut open, which is hundreds of meters in size. If you look at it carefully, you can see that every feather of it is a sword Qi. Thousands of sword Qi are combined together, which gives out a sharp power. There is nothing to be taken as, and it attacks Luo Feng ferociously.

"It's not bad, so I'll show my real ability."

In Luo Feng's eyes, there was a flash of fine light, a surging and mighty wave of real yuan, which spread out. That kind of overwhelming power was fierce and huge, as if there was no end!

"This is!" Standing in the distance, juejiao guest's eyes glared, with strong eyes.

Others were stunned.

"No No way! "

The old man with silver hair looked at Luo Feng. His cruel smile froze. His eyes were full of horror. He could not even shout.

At this moment, Luofeng no longer conceals his accomplishments. He belongs to the powerful atmosphere of Jiuchong peak in Yuanhai. It spreads like a rough wave, hitting everyone's nerves.

"The wind is gathering!"

There is a hurricane air flow composed of sword Qi around the sword front. It surges wildly. With the sword of Luo Feng, all the hurricane Qi merge and escape into the void.

All of a sudden, there was a fierce wind in the whole space, and the speed of the Blue Crane shadow became slower and slower, and even began to twist. There was a trend of collapsing at any time. On the contrary, the sword air hurricane expanded like a raging dragon rushing out of the sky.

Wheeze!

The void is torn into a huge crack, and the Blue Crane shadow is pierced in an instant. The sword Qi, which combines the artistic conception of the wind and the artistic conception of the cloud, shoots out quickly and kills the old man with silver hair.

"No!"

Just now, the silver haired old man lost his mind and lost the best time to escape. Seeing the attack of sword Qi, he could only use his scalp to urge his body to protect vigorous Qi. He arranged the next layer of blue sword light in front of him, hoping to block the sword.

The sword Qi is like electricity. It suddenly hits the green sword light.

The blue sword light looks strong and incomparable. In front of the hurricane sword Qi, it is extremely fragile. It is smashed instantly. At the same time, there is the vigorous Qi of the silver haired old man.

Poop!

The hurricane sword Qi passed through the chest of the silver haired old man, and the whole body turned into two parts in an instant. The blood dyed the sword Qi red and rushed out for thousands of kilometers in the sky.

"You..."

The old silver haired man with seven orifices of blood stared at Luo Feng. At the moment of his death, he still couldn't believe why such a young swordsman has such a strong strength. He was the top of the nine levels of Yuanhai. He was killed in a single move! He has been in the Jianghu for nearly three hundred years and has never met such a thing.

Chucha

With a crisp sound, Luo Feng looked down at the sword in his hand. There were several cracks on the blade.

"Wasted a good sword."

Shaking his head, Luo Feng threw the sword away.

Since you don't need to hide your identity, you don't need a sword.

Nuo big valley, suddenly become very quiet, only the whine of the night wind through, more than a moment, a sound of swallowing saliva, one after another.

"Here This... I... I'm not mistaken. Qing Cang swordsman failed! "

"Qingcang swordsman is one of the six great abilities in Yuanhai. This kid is not a great ability in the later period of Yuanhai."

"It's too strong."

"Who is he?"

Everyone looked at Luo Feng and looked at each other.

In addition to jueyingke, only one of the people in the scene is yuanhaijing. Although Luofeng no longer hides his accomplishments, they can't see what Luofeng is. They just feel a sense of depression, like a mountain, pressing on their heart, making people unable to breathe.

"This is young master Luofeng..."

Cui'er looks at Luo Feng. Her eyes are full of disbelief, adoration and a few freckled faces. She becomes red.

Since Luo Feng entered the golden palace, she has only heard from various rumors about how powerful Luo Feng is, but she has never seen it. In her heart, the impression of Luo Feng is only that young master who once played with her and Ziling every day.

And the first world war just now overturned her impression of Luo Feng, which, no matter how powerful, left an indelible impression in her mind.

Ha ha!

Suddenly, a sneer broke the silence of the valley.

Jueying guest clapped his hands, stepped out, looked at Luo Feng, and saw the opportunity in his eyes: "I'm very curious about how you got away from the hands of the seven murderers, and how you cheated the Holy Land and all the people in the world, making people think you were killed in the abyss. The second son of Luo family, Luo Feng! "

Luofeng!

Hearing jueyingke's words, the people on the scene suddenly changed their faces and looked at Luofeng in surprise.

"Is he Luofeng? He... Didn't he die in the hands of the seven murderers? "

"How could it be. How can he still be alive... "

People's faces are very ugly. Genius is terrible, especially a genius who has obtained the title of son of God and infinite potential. If we had known that Luo Feng was still alive, most of them would not come to this muddy water, because it would be a big trouble if we could not get rid of each other.

Luo Feng shifts his eyes and looks at jueyingke. He lightly says:

"what's the use of knowing these things? Anyway, you will be reunited with jinyingke and yinyingke. When you ask them, you will know. "

"You..."

Hearing that Luo Feng mentioned the Golden Eagle guest and the Silver Eagle guest, jueying guest was furious and had no place to vent. His face was red.