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Time passed in a hurry, and a day passed in a blink of an eye, and Luo Feng also walked out of the room early in the morning, his spirit was full and full, and he didn't look injured at all. Please search (product @ book ¥ net) to see the most complete!

Also during his recuperation, he learned from Xu Qingyu that Xue Dan, Zhao Dezhu and others had left the Ethereal Sect a few days ago and went to the old site of the sect where Zhao Dezhu lived.

Zhao Dezhu's sect exists in name only, and it is not a force on the mainland, but it is like this now, a few decades ago, when the sect was in its heyday, it was also a second-rate peak force.

As for why they went, Xu Qingyu didn't know very clearly, but he knew that it was faintly related to Zhao Dezhu's daughter, the eccentric Zhao Min.

After leaving the door, Luo Feng saw Xu Qingyu waiting not far away.

"Let's go, the sect master is looking for you. Xu Qingyu glanced at Luo Feng with a smile on his face.

Luo Feng nodded slightly, he had originally planned to meet the elders and disciples who joined the sect today, because none of them joined the sect because of him.

For example, the white-haired old man, the strength of the five-star martial spirit realm, plus the sword cultivation, in the same level, has a strong attack power, and wherever he goes, he is definitely a guest.

The reason why he finally decided to join the Ethereal Sect was because he knew that Luo Feng's swordsmanship was extremely mysterious, and he had to observe and learn first, so as to hone and refine his own swordsmanship.

It can be described as a sword idiot.

In the midst of his joining the Ethereal Sect, the Lingwu Sect became a lot more honest in an instant, if it hadn't climbed into the Mo family for some reason, I am afraid that it would be a little anxious now.

In addition, his joining has caused a very great shock to the forces and individuals who are not coveting the Ethereal Sect, but he also knows everything about the cultivation guidance of his disciples, although he has not joined the Ethereal Sect for a long time, he has a very high popularity in the Ethereal Sect, and has almost become the third person.

The number one person is naturally the white fox, and the number two person is Qingyang, the sect master of the Ethereal Sect.

Soon, under the leadership of Xu Qingyu, Luo Feng came to a spacious martial arts arena, at this moment, the disciples of the Ethereal Sect were standing densely on this martial arts arena, and their eyes were all focused on the center of the martial arts arena, which was ten zhang long and wide. The shouts were earth-shattering.

This made Luo Feng a little surprised, and looked at the eyes of many disciples, on the ring, there were eight disciples, one of them occupied a corner, and the other was fighting one-on-one. The huge and sturdy ring was faintly divided into four pieces.

The disciples of the Ethereal Sect in the Ring Mountain are not weak in strength, and they are already close to the realm of a one-star martial artist, which is already excellent for a disciple who is not very old.

And as Luo Feng appeared here, some of the disciples immediately recognized him.

"Senior Brother White Fox! Senior Sister Qingyu!"

Some people immediately exclaimed!

"What, Senior Brother White Fox!"

In less than an instant, when the wave of the disciple's voice spread out in unison, almost everyone's eyes converged on him.

Even in the ring, the disciples who were still inextricably beaten a moment ago seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they all stopped and looked at Luo Feng not far away.

Being looked at by everyone, Luo Feng did not show any discomfort, after all, he is also a person who has experienced all kinds of big scenes.

"Ahem. Ladies and gentlemen, don't pay attention to me, go on, go on. Glancing at the surrounding disciples, Luo Feng's gaze finally fell on the ring.

On the way here, Xu Qingyu had already told him that today was the time for the disciples of the Ethereal Sect to compete, and the higher the ranking they obtained, the more cultivation resources they could get.

Because the Ethereal Sect is not a wealthy sect, and in this way, it can also promote the cultivation of disciples, so the monthly event is set.

As soon as Luo Feng's voice fell, some disciples who also practiced swordsmanship immediately began to coax, "Senior Brother White Fox, please teach us to practice swords!"

The sound was small at first, but it soon converged into an unstoppable current.

Smiling slightly, Luo Feng nodded slightly, "After this disciple competition, I will teach you again." ”

"Senior Brother White Fox, it's good to teach it now, in case I learn a trick and a half, maybe I can fight for a good ranking in the competition later!"

Seeing this, De Qingyang and the other elders who were not far away were all a little crying and laughing, they all didn't speak, waiting for Luo Feng's decision.

Luo Feng thought about it, didn't refuse, and nodded slightly.

As Luo Feng nodded, there was a carnival sound in the crowd again.

The white-haired old man beside Qingyang immediately squinted his eyes, and a flash of eager light flashed in his eyes.

Surrounded by many disciples, Luo Feng quickly stepped into the ring, and at this time, one of the four old disciples stood in the ring with a hippie smile, and he had no intention of stepping out of the ring.

"Senior Brother White Fox, I am willing to accompany you to practice swords. The disciple said with a smile.

Luo Feng smiled and nodded.

"I'll go, then looking for Zhao Cannon is so smart, why did I get out of the ring?" Seeing this, the other three people regretted their intestines. And at this time, it is obvious that he can no longer be on stage.

"You go all out. Luo Feng looked at the disciple who was close to a one-star martial artist and smiled.

The disciple hesitated slightly, then nodded, "White Fox Boy, be careful!"

As soon as his voice fell, the noise of the martial arts arena disappeared in an instant, and everyone stared at Luo Feng deadly.

The next moment, the disciple stepped on broken steps, his body was like a long sword, straight forward, the long sword in his hand shook, and the qi and blood were infused, and an inch long red aura was derived from the tip of the sword!

"Yes, a bit of momentum!"

Some of the elders of the Ethereal Sect praised that this sword is the fifth sword in the Ethereal Swordsmanship, this sword condenses all the killing energy, qi, blood and essence on the tip of the sword, except for the fast, there is no other fancy, it is that as long as the foundation building is almost the same, even if the body is good, it is difficult to avoid, it is extremely testing skills, and if you are not careful, you will see blood.

Bite!

There was a soft sound, there was a metallic trill, and all the sword light, qi, and sword sound came to an abrupt end.

Everyone's eyes fell, especially the disciples of the Seven Killing Sword Sect, most of them showed a shocked look, and some couldn't believe the scene in front of them.

It was two slender-looking fingers, originating from Luo Feng, he had one hand behind him, and the other hand reached out at some point, and the two fingers caught the sword that was condensed in the middle of the way.

The disciple's pupils contracted suddenly, he shouted, his aura was urged to the limit, his qi and blood were vigorous, and the whole person was sweating like smoke, but he still couldn't pull out the sword, those two fingers were like the strongest shackles in the world, not only locking his sword, but also locking his sharp energy!

The next moment, Na Luo Feng's fingers holding the long sword flicked the tip of the sword.

Clang!

I only felt an unstoppable force coming, and the disciple snorted, and stepped back more than ten steps before he could barely stop his body, but he was already on the edge of the ring.

"One move and it fails......"

"Sure enough, it wasn't expected. ”

Some of the disciples were a little surprised, but it was completely in their imagination.

The disciple smiled bitterly and reluctantly withdrew from the ring.

"Bai Saud has come to ask the White Fox Master swordsmanship!"

Suddenly, just as the disciple saluted Luo Feng with a long sword and retreated from the ring, the voice of the white-haired old man rang out.

"Elder Bai!" In an instant, almost all the disciples' eyes fell on the white-haired old man.

"I have a lot of advice to talk about, but I can learn a thing or two. Luo Feng clenched his fists slightly at the white-haired old man and smiled.

As Luo Feng's voice fell, the white-haired old man took the first step towards the ring where Luo Feng was, the corners of his white-washed green clothes were raised, and his feet fell like a drum, his steps were extremely heavy, and an amazing force of qi and blood burst out from his body.

Knock! Knock!

After taking the first step, his steps quickened, and the sound of drums became more and more dense, and soon it was like a storm, like the sound of battlefield killing, and there was a charm that stirred up endless killing thoughts.

He has no intention of keeping his hand, with the title of sword idiot, he can be called born for a sword!

Shout!

At the moment when the drum sound climbed to the extreme, Bai Sha also arrived in front of Luo Feng, and the snow-white long sword stabbed straight out, the same sword, compared with the previous disciples, it was a world of difference.

This sword was surging with a surging aura, but the sword power was restrained, and even the sword light was dimmed, but it was like a cold light, and there was only a brief sound of breaking the air, and it suddenly broke out.

The old man's realm was suppressed to the realm of one-star martial spirits, and he obviously just wanted to talk about swords!

In the face of this sword, Luo Feng's face showed a bit of solemnity, and then moved, this movement was as fast as thunder.

Woo!

I don't know when, a big sword condensed from the Shura battle liquid appeared in Luo Feng's hand, and it slashed out, setting off a strange wind, like crying and complaining, like resentment, the air was broken, and the sword cut into the vacuum, and the sound of breaking the air was also shattered into nothingness.

Syllable!

The heavy sword has no edge, but it is as fast as the wind, and it can fall the moment before the tip of the white-haired old man's sword approaches, cutting off the sword path.

A strong wind swept away, blowing the hair of the two people, and the sword exchanged, like a master craftsman casting soldiers, and the weight of a thousand pounds rose and fell, deafening.

Call!

Immediately afterwards, ploughing the ground with both feet, the white-haired old man's complexion changed, and he could retreat several feet, leaving two clear drag marks on the ground.

Woo!

Luo Feng did not retreat but advanced, his wrist slowly turned, and the jet-black heavy sword suddenly seemed like a whirlpool in his hand, faintly giving birth to an invisible gravitational force, and many dead grass and gravel were suspended and fell into the sword circle, being crushed into powder.

At this moment, the white-haired old man's pupils contracted violently, and he only felt an invisible force locking him, and he had the illusion that there was no way to avoid it.

This is very unusual, his sword aura is high now, and it is very difficult to lock his aura.

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