Myths and legends, Huaxia Chiyou, good at fighting, can be called the god of war.

Since there is a lineage of Chiyou in this world, then there are naturally traces of myths and legends.

The Jiuli Holy Knife in Luo Feng's hand is one of the important bases.

Next, the poisonous old woman told her that her vein is Chiyou orthodoxy, but it is precisely like this, the hardest blow suffered that year, the ancestor fled back to the earth, incognito, and left this temple, just so that one day, there is a god son who can awaken the holy sword, lead the Chiyou lineage, and regain glory.

Swish!

The azure sword light was released in an instant, filling the space, Luo Feng's figure jumped, holding the Jiuli Holy Knife in his hand, and the volley descended, above the altar, in an instant, the light was great.

Luo Feng subconsciously closed his eyes.

He could feel that the Jiuli Holy Knife had some strange connection with the altar below.

Luo Feng was curious.

The strongest combat skill of the Chiyou First Pulse is not the Heavenly Rank Sword Technique, the Holy Sword Technique?

So, what exactly could it be?

Luo Feng was looking forward to it.

A more powerful skill than the Holy Sword!

Inside the altar, the light is blazing and dazzling.

More and more glaring.

A powerful energy surged, like the breath of a peerless ancient beast, suppressed and released in an instant, earth-shattering.

Even though the poisonous old woman had already stood far away in advance, at this moment, she was still shocked, coughed up blood, and hurriedly left the altar range and withdrew from the stone gate.

The power is terrifying.

Inside the altar.

Luo Feng's eyes were closed, and his body was already shrouded in a strange light.

He seemed to see a hazy ancient picture, and in the picture, there was still an earth-shattering sword battle!

It is like the scene seen when the holy sword confesses the Lord.

In the end, it was still the sword-wielding giant who lost.

The sword is in the world!

The black-clothed sword god stood in the air, raised the divine sword, and slashed it all.

But the giants do not fall!

At the last moment, the knife in the giant's hand suddenly flew out, and at this moment, a strange handprint suddenly formed on both hands, communicating heaven and earth, and evolving magically.

A desolate voice.

"Ancient séance!"

The handprints flew out, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the sword intent in the sky was instantly covered.

The black-clothed sword god's face changed drastically, and he retreated.

But he couldn't dodge, he was wrapped in that strange light, coughing up blood in an instant, covered in blood holes, and flying back.

The giant, who was badly wounded, also fell.

Lose both.

Call!

The picture disappeared suddenly, and Luo Feng suddenly opened his eyes, his expression revealing shock.

Even, horrified.

Is that......

Boxing?

Palm?

Formation?

Luo Feng couldn't imagine it.

The collision of swords and swords is already in the world, but that miraculous handprint has the power to kill.

"Ancient séance?" Luo Feng muttered, "This, what level of martial arts?"

Heaven and earth are yellow, as if they are not suitable for it.

It's as if something that doesn't exist in this world is suddenly used by giants, and it feels unimaginable.

"However, this "Ancient Séance", once used, will definitely be met with a huge backlash. Seeing the giant finally fall, Luo Feng guessed.

The light of the altar is gone.

Luo Feng stood in the center of the altar in a daze, and for a moment, his expression surged through a burst of ecstasy.

In her mind, there was an old text.

It reads......

Ancient séance!

"The strongest combat skill of the Chiyou clan is this magical ancient séance!" Luo Feng couldn't wait to study it immediately, eager to learn this magical ancient séance.

At this time, the poisonous old woman had already sensed the situation and walked in.

"How's it going?" the old woman's eyes were a little urgent.

Luo Feng nodded, and just as he wanted to speak, the poisonous old woman had already hurriedly waved her hand to stop it, excited and happy, "No matter what you get, this is your own blessing, and you can only know it." ”

After a pause, the poisonous old woman's eyes were excited, "From today onwards, you are no longer the identity of the god son of the Chiyou lineage, but the king of the Chiyou lineage!"

After a while, the poisonous old woman also told Luo Feng with an extremely serious expression that now that he is already the king of the Chiyou lineage, then, everything in this hundred miles and ten directions of Miao Jiang is his.

Luo Feng coughed lightly.

It's a little embarrassing.

The poisonous old woman's words hinted at Luo Feng's meaning.

Everything is Luo Feng's, including...... Well, the Holy Maiden of Nine Clouds.

Seeing that Luo Feng didn't say anything, the poisonous old woman didn't force it, and left the temple first, and closed the stone door tightly.

In the center of the altar, Luo Feng sat cross-legged and studied the ancient séance!

Late at night.

Snow Mountain Pie.

"The Three Sects will not bubble up and fight the Great Demon King Mo Yuanwu again. Naturally, Sect Leader Ouyang won't make a move, so let's take the second plan. "The Iron Kettle Ancestor has returned to the Snow Mountain Sect," close the mountain gate, start the formation, and let Luo Feng come and find it. ”

The Iron Kettle Ancestor sneered.

He went to visit the Barbarian Heavenly Sect, and in the end, although Ouyang Wuji did not agree to make a move, he hinted at Luo Feng with a piece of news.

"After Luo Feng Snow Mountain returns, it will be the time for Sect Leader Ouyang to avenge his son and kill Luo Feng. The Iron Kettle Ancestor's eyes flashed with a sharp and cold light.

He's looking forward to that day!

"Luo Feng is really naïve, young, and too arrogant. A person beside him said, "He won't even be able to find the door of the Snow Mountain Sect, and he still wants to say, destroy the sect?"

"I don't know how thick the sky is. ”

"He didn't know what the formation was. ”

"I hope that he strayed into the formation and could take the opportunity to destroy him within the formation. ”

The Snow Mountain faction, united as one.

Three days passed.

Danan Miao Village.

Qian Yilan's eyes wiped her worries, "That guy has been in the temple for three days, why hasn't he come out yet?"

"Don't worry, my grandmother said he was in retreat and nothing would happen. Although Song Daiying said this, her eyes couldn't hide her worry, especially in the past three days, in the depths of the temple, there were loud noises from time to time, which made people tremble.

The days passed.

This morning.

Qian Yilan stood on the hillside, looking out at the temple in the distance.

"There are two days left, that is, when Luo Feng said that he was going to set foot on the Snow Mountain, but why is he still in retreat?"

Qian Yilan furrowed her brows.

Suddenly, in the direction of the temple, there was another earth-shattering tremor, and the rocks under Qian Yilan's feet cracked.

"What the hell is going on?"

Qian Yilan finally couldn't hold it back, took a leap, left the hillside, walked towards the stone steps of the temple, and walked up with light exercises.

Getting closer and closer to the temple.

Suddenly, there was a shock.

Qian Yilan stopped in front of the temple, and at this time, after a long roar, a figure swept like lightning, accompanied by the sound of laughter.

"Hahaha...... I get it, I finally get it!"

Luo Feng was ecstatic, and his figure fell in front of Qian Yilan, extremely excited, laughing again and again.

"I've finally made it!"

As he spoke, Luo Feng excitedly grabbed Qian Yilan's shoulders and leaned his head over.

Kiss!

Kissed it.

"Haha, Qian, I'm so happy......!

Qian Yilan's face darkened, "......"