Taking a deep breath, the Fire Cloud Sword Lord faced Mu Qingxue and sneered:

"Mu Qingxue, even if Luo Feng defeats Yuankong, what then. www.biquge.info This doesn't mean that he can help the next Holy Sword Envoy pass the test of the Sword Shrine and get the One Yuan Infinite Sword Dao!"

Hearing this, some nearby sword masters nodded one after another.

What the Fire Cloud Sword Lord said is not wrong, this Luo Feng's strength is indeed outstanding, but that's all, there are many young disciples in the Sword Tomb who are stronger than him and have potential above him.

"Fire Cloud Sword Master, why are you in a hurry. The competition is not over now. Mu Qingxue smiled slightly.

The Fire Cloud Sword Master's beard trembled, and he sneered, "You don't think that he can defeat the Golden Sword Envoy. ”

The young generation of the Silver Sword Envoy, no one has the courage to say that three moves defeat the original sky, since Luo Feng has done it, then in the Silver Sword Envoy, there is no opponent, if the competition continues, the opponent on the stage is only the few young disciples who have been promoted to the Golden Sword Envoy.

Mu Qingxue smiled: "Why not? By the way, I remember that the Fire Cloud Sword Lord said before that Yuan Kong defeated Luo Feng and captured it with his hand......

"Mu Qingxue, you ......"

The Fire Cloud Sword Lord blocked his chest in one breath, there was nowhere to vent, his face was as red as blood, and there was a firelight in the air around him, and the space seemed to begin to distort.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more tense, the Xingyun Sword Master got up and said, "Huoyun Sword Master, whether Luo Feng has the strength to challenge the Golden Sword Envoy will be known immediately, so why are you in a hurry." ”

Call!

Exhaling a mouthful of scorching breath, the Fire Cloud Sword Lord suppressed his anger, sat down heavily, and glanced at Mu Qingxue coldly: "Okay! Mu Qingxue, I want to see how long you can be proud of this!"

"Luo Feng still has to fight with the Golden Sword Envoy!"

The voice of the Fire Cloud Sword Lord spread throughout the valley, and for a while, the Sword Tomb disciples present looked a little shocked.

They knew very well how difficult it was to promote the Golden Sword Envoy, and their potential and strength were indispensable. Those young generations who were promoted to the Golden Sword Envoy early before the age of twenty were terrifying and unimaginable.

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

Luo Feng took out a rejuvenating elixir and swallowed it, looked around, and swept over the younger generation of disciples present one by one, his eyes were bright.

"Who else?"

A flat voice sounded in the valley, and the Emperor Yan Heaven-Breaking Sword in Luo Feng's hand was slanted into the ground, and there was a reckless aura emanating from his body, bringing a strong sense of oppression to those younger generation disciples.

The entire valley suddenly fell silent, and everyone was stunned by Luo Feng's provocative attitude, and then, a wave of frenzy erupted.

"It's too arrogant!"

"It's just a little bit of strength, so you dare to speak wildly, do you think that there is no one in our sword tomb!"

"What is it to defeat Yuankong, if Senior Sister Mingfeng makes a move, one finger can pinch him to death. ”

"Why do you need Senior Sister Mingfeng to make a move, any golden sword envoy can defeat him. ”

The voices came and went, and everyone was enraged by Luo Feng's arrogant words, and even those sword masters couldn't help frowning.

In the face of everyone's indignant discussions, Luo Feng's face did not change.

He still remembered Mu Qingxue's words, then, if you want a group of swordsmen who are above the top and think highly of themselves to change their attention, then the only way to crush the other party's self-esteem and arrogance with a more arrogant posture can attract the attention and respect of the other party.

That's right, it's arrogant!

"Hehe, it's not good to be too arrogant. ”

A cold voice sounded, and then, a young man dressed in green clothes and wearing a golden sword at his waist appeared thirty steps in front of Luo Feng.

"It's Senior Brother Lin Xiaofeng!"

"Senior Brother Lin has asked the sword platform, there is a good show to watch now. Senior Brother Lin was promoted to the Golden Sword Envoy three months ago, and his ice and snow sword intent can even freeze steel, see how this kid can resist. ”

"Senior Brother Lin, this kid dares to look down on our Sword Tomb, teach him a good lesson!"

Seeing the young man on stage, the disciples of the Sword Tomb who were enraged by Luo Feng immediately became excited.

The younger generation of disciples are all at the age of Qi and Blood, and the previous Sword Tomb disciples' record of four battles and four defeats made them feel very unhappy, and Luo Feng's provocative look just now completely angered them, and at this moment, they all hoped that the young man in Tsing Yi could defeat Luo Feng and make them raise their eyebrows.

"Senior sister, it's Senior Brother Lin!"

Jiang Fengfeng noticed Lin Xiaofeng, her face changed slightly, Lin Xiaofeng was their immeasurable disciple, she knew how terrible the other party was, and couldn't help but be a little worried about Luo Feng.

Su Zhuyun Dai frowned and said, "Luo Feng will not be defeated easily. What's more, it's just a competition, and if you lose, it doesn't matter your life. ”

"But ......"

Jiang Fengfeng pursed her lips, she could see that Luo Feng was determined to enter the Sword Shrine. But if he loses to Lin Xiaofeng, I'm afraid this matter won't go well, and the Fire Cloud Sword Master won't agree to be the first one.

Lin Xiaofeng was the young man in Tsing Yi who stood beside Ming Feng before.

Just now he threatened in public that Luo Feng would definitely be defeated in the face of Yuankong, but the fact was that he slapped him in the mouth.

Luo Feng not only won, but also won extremely neatly, defeating Yuankong in just three moves, which made him feel disgraced, and when he heard Luo Feng's provocative words, he swept onto the sword platform without hesitation.

"Since you think that there is no one in our Sword Tomb, then I will meet you. Lin Xiaofeng's figure was straight, his eyes were cold, and there was an invisible chill emanating from his body.

Luo Feng glanced at Lin Xiaofeng and said lightly: "It's a pity that you are not my opponent." ”

Arrogant!

It's so arrogant!

Hearing Luo Feng's words, the nearby Sword Tomb disciples couldn't help but take a deep breath, looking at Luo Feng's gaze, almost spewing fire.

Lin Xiaofeng became the Golden Sword Envoy at the age of nineteen, such talents, even in the entire territory of the Hundred Kingdoms, are the most outstanding ones, and they will be so underestimated!

Lin Xiaofeng's eyes narrowed slightly, looked at Luo Feng, and said coldly: "Strength is not said by mouth. I will let you know what true despair is and what it is that you will never be able to reach. ”

Airplanes!

As he spoke, the golden sword on Lin Xiaofeng's waist came out of its sheath silently, hovering beside him, with a cold light.

Suddenly, the entire Wenjian platform, the cold air was permeated, and there was a creaking sound in the air, which was the sound of water vapor being frozen, Luo Feng felt that the air he breathed in his lungs was cold to the bone, and the amazing cold air penetrated from the pores of his whole body, desperately drilling into his body.

Brush!

As soon as his hand was stretched out, the sword automatically flew into Lin Xiaofeng's hand, he looked at Luo Feng, and said coldly:

"My sword intent is ice and snow sword intent, freezing the world and killing all things. Judging from the situation of your battle just now, you should be cultivating the fire type technique, which happened to be restrained by my ice and snow sword intent, and the general trend has not yet been completed. In front of me, you have ten percent strength, and you can only play eight or nine percent at most. ”

Lin Xiaofeng's expression was calm, and he had a posture of victory.

Luo Feng glanced at Lin Xiaofeng and shook his head: "It's a pity that what I cultivate is not a fire-based exercise. ”

"Hmph, you still want to fool my eyes?"

Lin Xiaofeng sneered, his steps took half a step forward, and suddenly, a majestic momentum erupted, and an astonishing chill spread, and the cold wind howled on the entire sword platform, and goose feathers and heavy snow floated.

Sneer......

When these snowflakes fell, the air immediately cracked, and they were incomparably sharp, like small white swords, which were extremely terrifying.

"What a chill!"

Luo Feng only felt that the operation of the true yuan was a little stagnant, and the cold qi invaded through the talisman qi, causing frost to form on his eyebrows and hair.

Roar!

Rise!

Not daring to slack off, Luo Feng immediately urged the general trend and demon form technique with all his might, and in the roar of the terrifying beast, the blood flame demon qi soared into the sky, condensing six huge flame fox tails behind him, and the evil bloodthirsty aura and the general trend fused, making the surrounding space begin to tremble slightly, resisting the sword intent together, isolating the cold qi from the three zhangs, unable to get close.

"He still retains his strength!"

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned, because Luo Feng's current aura was far greater than when he fought with Yuankong, and he obviously retained his strength before.

This made them have an illusion in their hearts, Luo Feng's strength seemed to have no end, thinking that when they reached the limit, they would immediately break through this limit.

"Hmph, no matter how much you struggle, in front of me, it will be in vain. Chill white light!"

Lin Xiaofeng's eyes were even colder, he snorted coldly, and a sword seemed to be slashed out slowly.

Brush!

A white light flew out, hidden in the snowstorm, barely visible.

"Slash!"

Luo Feng slashed out, just slashing the sword qi, and the two exploded, and his figure flew backwards uncontrollably.

Lin Xiaofeng was waiting for this moment, his pupils shrank, and the sharp intent rose to the sky, and a sword separated the wind and snow and slashed out.

"Immeasurable Instant Killing Sword!"

Airplanes!

The wind and snow strangely separated automatically, and then, a sharp sword aura appeared behind Luo Feng silently.

Luo Feng had already prepared, and the true yuan was infused into the Emperor Yan Heaven Breaking Knife, and he turned around and slashed down, cutting the sword qi apart.

"I actually blocked the immeasurable instant killing sword!"

Lin Xiaofeng was a little surprised, but he didn't know that Luo Feng had seen countless immeasurable instantaneous killing swords, and he had always been wary in his heart.

Being beaten passively is not Luo Feng's character, taking advantage of the moment when Lin Xiaofeng lost his mind, the Emperor Yan Heaven Breaking Sword in his hand burned a red demon fire that was more than a mystery high.

Bang!

As Luo Feng slashed down, the thunder exploded, and a blood-red thunder light shot out at a terrifying speed, leaving a dark red afterimage in the void, which was shocking.

Facing the blood-colored thunder that came over him, Lin Xiaofeng's pupils shrank.

"Flying phoenix!"

With a cold snort, Lin Xiaofeng stabbed with a sword, and a cold sword qi burst out, as soon as the sword qi left the sword edge, it suddenly cracked, changing into a pair of flying phoenix wings, which happened to collide with the blood thunder sword light slashed out by Luo Feng.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the entire Wenjian Platform shook violently, the wind and snow rolled wildly, and the blood-colored sword qi and the wings of the flying phoenix were tightly pressed together, colliding countless times in an instant.

At this time, an astonishing scene appeared, and the sword intent wind and snow on the platform suddenly converged towards the wings of the flying phoenix, adding power to it.

(To be continued.) )