Rubbish?

Lu Liang smiled angrily, making his somewhat sven and delicate face ugly.

"I know I've been tempted by Qiu Hou, but I want to fall for this myself, is this a waste?"

"It's not. ”

"I want to take away your three lions and use them to find the questions for the assessment, is this a waste?" Lu Liang asked again.

"Not really. Lu Feng shook his head.

"No, I just got on the God-given list, and being squeezed down again is a waste. ”

"That's not even the case. Lu Feng said with a smile.

"Then what right do you have to say I'm a piece of waste?"

"Because, I'm better than you. Lu Feng said bluntly, although he was vigilant, he didn't pay much attention to Lu Liang.

"For me, you're waste, I can say what I want, and don't say what I don't want to say. ”

"You're better than me? That's probably the best joke I've ever heard. ”

"I don't know if you've seen it, but you're a lot like a villain's remarks. Wind and fire jumped from Lu Feng's arms.

Lu Liang was speechless.

He stopped talking, his hands slowly pressed against the two long swords.

The sword is unsheathed.

A stalk of white snow, a stalk of early sun, has the feeling of ice and fire.

Lu Feng sighed and said, "Brother Lu, you are good at using three swords, why do you use two swords?"

Lu Liang's pupils moved, he didn't expect his three swords to be seen through, but he was still calm and sneered: "For you, you don't have to use the third sword." ”

He can probably see Lu Feng's realm, but so what, he has entered the iron bones, he is extremely strong, and he is a generation of Tianjiao who used to be the sword gate, and now he uses dual swords, which is already giving the other party.

Moreover, now the masters of the same generation almost know that they have names and surnames, maybe Lu Feng is a hidden master, but this probability is too low and too low.

Lu Liang looked at Lu Feng thirty meters away, he took a deep breath, and the sword light flashed in his dark eyes.

His right foot, slowly moving forward against the ground, moved half a step, and the sole of his shoe rustled.

It's a trail that leans towards the mountains, so no one walks it.

The road is a little uneven, many stone bricks have cracks, high and low, and some weeds grow in the middle.

The twin swords trembled.

"Please. ”

After he finished saying this, his expression suddenly became excited, and the sword qi burst out from the top of the two swords, nearly a hundred ways, entangled with each other, and flew towards Lu Feng.

At the same time, he slammed on the ground with one foot, his body was like a flying shuttle, and the tip of his sword was also killing towards Lu Feng's eyes.

The ground of the small streets was cracked, and the weeds growing in the crevices of the stones were scattered in the air.

The sword aura is like a wave.

On the stone walls on both sides, cracks suddenly appeared, spreading towards Lu Feng like an abyss in the direction of the sword qi.

The world is collapsing.

This is in the mountains, this is the Buddha Gate, so the monk's destructive power to the real world is far less than the current outside the mountain, but an iron bone realm is terrifying enough.

If it weren't for Lu Liang's scruples and the range of the sword qi being restricted, the entire alley would have exploded.

Lu Feng also held the sword, feeling the fluctuations coming from the thin sword, he knew that his sword, when he met his peers, was also eager to fight.

He stared at the group of swords like swimming fish, and looked at Lu Liang's sword style swallowing mountains and rivers, and there was a thrilling beauty.

But he didn't have any expression on his face.

Many people will look down on their opponents, especially after knowing their strength.

But Lu Feng won't.

He has killed an adult since he was a child.

He also knows that many masters will be killed by a brick.

The strength of cultivation does not prevent death.

The speed of the sword group was so fast that it almost disappeared into the naked eye, as if Lu Feng was facing only Lu Liang's own attack.

The distance is rapidly approaching.

Lu Feng took out the sword, flipped the palm of his hand, and the thin sword floated out smoothly from his waist like a touch of wind, and the tip of the sword picked up the weeds on the ground, and then accurately pointed it in the almost transparent sword group.

It's like a car speeding at high speed, and suddenly someone holds an iron rod and inserts it directly into the tire, making a toothache and earache grinding sound.

Sparks fly.

The large swarm of swords was messy, like headless flies, and they exploded directly, hitting the ground and walls, piercing through thousands of holes.

Lu Feng's blow worked, he didn't stop, looking at Lu Liang's figure, he lunged forward.

A thin sword slashed through the dust of the wind, and then slashed at the two hot and cold swords.

Lu Liang smiled evilly.

His sword is not ordinary, with his qualifications in the Sword Gate, the swords he can get are naturally the best.

So he had already expected that Lu Feng's sword would break next.

Even with the aura, he can't stop his sword, because his sword is extremely sharp and can break the aura.

"Is this the sword gate before, it really fell, I hope that Na Yang will not let me down. ”

"Since you don't use the third sword, don't use it. ”

Lu Feng's cold words rang in his ears, and at the same time, he felt cold, as well as his neck.

His pupils shrank as if they were being illuminated by a strong light, and the emotions of shock and confusion surged up like a tide.

He saw the weeds splashing out of the cracks in the stones, and the grass fell on his neck, slicing his neck.

Lu Liang couldn't understand what was happening for a while.

Lu Feng's previous duels were all those old monsters, all of them had vicious eyes and rich experience, so they were against the grass of the Daomen