can think of the characteristics of the Blood Escape Technique, as long as he can become a one-star martial artist, he can use his hard work as a guide to increase his speed tenfold, although the cost is extremely high, it is definitely a life-saving combat skill.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Shui, can you give away the quota for combat skills?" Luo Feng said with doubts in his heart.

"Yes, but it can only be used for you to cultivate alone. ”

Elder Yu's figure reappeared, but his eyes were full of curiosity looking at Luo Feng and the two.

With the fact that he has lived for hundreds of years, he thinks he has seen a lot of things, but Shui Xiaoran obviously became the second place in the competition because of Luo Feng, but he was willing to give Luo Feng a Xuan-level top-grade combat skill.

This seems to be ......

No, it doesn't make sense.

It's just that with the elder's old spiciness, naturally Luo Feng and the others will not see what they are thinking.

"Thank you, Elder. ”

Luo Feng hurriedly thanked him, and hurriedly ran to the Escape Technique Pavilion to get the Blood Escape Technique.

Elder Yu saw every scene when Luo Feng and the two of them were selected in the Martial Arts Pavilion, and naturally knew that the two of them didn't take more, so they didn't check it, and nodded silently: "Ask the Sword Sect to give you personal combat skills, it is strictly forbidden to pass them on to others, otherwise you will be punished by the door rules." ”

"Yes. ”

Both bowed down at the same time.

Elder Yu flashed away at this point.

Luo Feng's goal has been achieved, so naturally he will not stay in the Martial Arts Pavilion for long.

But as soon as they stepped out of the gate of the Martial Arts Pavilion, they saw Gao Yanghong wandering in front of the Martial Arts Pavilion in a hurry.

Seeing Luo Feng come out, Gao Yanghong hurriedly greeted him and said, "Senior Brother Luo, you have finally come out, go back and take a look, Master Qingxuan came to you with two people, looking very anxious." ”

"Oh?"

Luo Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, no need to ask, he also guessed why it was Qingxuan's first seat.

On the contrary, Shui Xiaoran asked curiously, "Do you know what's going on?"

"Uncle Qingxuan didn't say anything, just asked me to hurry up and find Senior Brother Luo Feng to go back. ”

Gao Yanghong shook his head.

"Senior Brother Shui, let's go back quickly, Master Qingxuan brought two people over, and he should have summoned me to go to the Southern Regions with them to encircle and suppress the remnants of the Shinto Alliance. A trace of anxiety flashed in Luo Feng's eyes, but he was caught by Shui Xiaoran's gaze.

Suddenly, a trace of anger flashed in Shui Xiaoran's eyes: "You are already asking the candidate disciple of the Sword Sect, how can Senior Uncle Qingxuan still let you do such a dangerous task?"

"Senior brother misunderstood. ”

Seeing Shui Xiaoran's kindness, Luo Feng hurriedly explained: "It's not a secret, I have a friend who was captured by the number one killer in the Southern Regions, and this time the task of going to Southern Xinjiang to encircle and suppress the remnants of the Shinto League was requested by myself, and Master Qingxuan also blocked it several times. ”

"Senior Brother Luo Feng, Southern Regions...... It's better not to go. ”

Shui Xiaoran's face was ugly, maybe he knew something, but if he didn't say it, Luo Feng couldn't ask.

"This trip, I have to go!" Luo Feng shook his head, not allowing any dissuasion.

Shui Xiaoran obviously saw it, but his face was even heavier.

After a long time, Shui Xiaoran sighed: "Let's go, let's go back to the courtyard first." ”

Luo Feng was puzzled, but he didn't ask, and the group of three hurried to the temporary residence.

Stepping into the door, Luo Feng immediately saw Qingxuan's head with an anxious look on his face.

Behind him, Wang Dayou and He Yaqing were both ready to go, but their faces were a little ugly, and they were obviously not optimistic about this mission.

"Uncle Qingxuan. Luo Feng hurriedly greeted him.

"Luo Feng, if you still have anything to prepare, just hurry up, we must rush to the first square within an hour. ”

Qing Xuan's face was solemn, and after speaking, he stared at Luo Feng with a complicated expression and stopped talking.

couldn't help sighing again and again, and asked tentatively: "Luo Feng, if you change your mind now, I will change ...... immediately."

"No, I have to go on this trip to the Southern Regions. Luo Feng said resolutely.

Qing Xuan's first seat sighed again: "Okay, you hurry up and prepare." ”

"There's nothing left to prepare, so we're ready to go. ”

Only then did Luo Feng look at Gao Yanghong and Shui Xiaoran.

Before Luo Feng could speak, Gao Yanghong said first: "Senior Brother Luo Feng, my boss Gao is already your attendant servant, I will go wherever you go." ”

"Senior Brother Luo Feng, you are a person with great luck, although it is dangerous to go to the Southern Regions this time, with your combat power and luck, you are more likely to get various opportunities, how can I let go of this great opportunity to share your luck?"

Shui Xiaoran chuckled, but the solemnity in his eyes did not slow down in the slightest.

Before Luo Feng could speak, Shui Xiaoran summoned a servant and asked the servant to return to the sect to tell the sect master of the Shuiyun Sect about the matter.

For a while, Luo Feng was helpless.

Fortunately, the two of them are very strong, and with them as helpers, they may be able to solve a lot of problems, and Luo Feng will no longer persuade them.

Gao Yanghong, like himself, is a lonely person, so naturally he doesn't need to be dotted

Shui Xiaoran hurriedly went back to the room to prepare, and then was led by Qingxuan to the first square.

When Luo Feng and the others came to the first square, there were only more than 100 people in the square, and nearly half of them were forty or fifty years old, obviously not disciples of this trip.

"Qingxuan Daoist, you are here, and you are almost impatient to ask the deacon of the Sword Sect. ”

As soon as he approached the crowd, the old man who had had a relationship with Luo Feng hurriedly stepped forward, babbling in his mouth, but he was relieving the siege of Qingxuan's first seat.

However, he didn't notice that the deacon of the Sword Sect who was standing out in the crowd just glanced at the identity jade pendant on Luo Feng and Shui Xiaoran's waists, and the anger on his face had disappeared.

The disciples who were able to enter the Sword Asking Sect all had some outstanding points.

Although Luo Feng and the others are only candidate disciples, they are also the ones who were selected by thousands of choices.

Qingxuan's first Nengluo Feng and Shui Xiaoran came over, obviously to let the two of them participate in this trip to southern Xinjiang.

If you can do this, it is too late for the deacon to be happy, even if you wait for a while, there will be no complaints.

When Qing Xuan was talking to the old man, Luo Feng's gaze swept over the fifty or sixty disciples in the field.

Except for seven or eight people who have reached the realm of martial artists, almost all of them are seven or eight-star martial disciples.

On the side of the crowd, six five-star martial artists followed closely behind a middle-aged man around forty years old, looking at him coldly.

didn't know why, but Luo Feng saw a trace of killing intent in this person's eyes.

Immediately, Luo Feng saw the reason.

In terms of appearance, this person is three or four points similar to the dead Lin Yi......

"Don't talk nonsense, our group has been left too far behind by the advance team, although the number of people carrying is relatively small, but it may not be able to catch up with them, hurry up and prepare to go!"

The deacon explained, and waved out a huge flying boat.

The flying boat is more than 30 meters long and more than 10 meters wide, and one of the rooms is distinct, which is somewhat similar to many passenger ships that Luo Feng has taken in his previous life.

The deacon had already given the order, and Luo Feng and the others no longer hesitated, and immediately lined up to board the boat.

When the old man heard this, he didn't care about talking to Qingxuan Shouzao anymore, so he hurriedly changed out the three people from the crowd and brought them to Luo Feng.

"Senior Nephew Luo Feng, the three of them will ask you. ”

The old man's eyes were fixed on Luo Feng, obviously not believing that the disciples of his sect had the ability to survive alone.

Hearing this, Luo Feng couldn't help but look at the three of them.

The leader was a young man in his twenties, seeing Luo Feng's gaze, he quickly smiled and nodded, the other two were not much different in age from him, but they looked at Luo Feng with some disdain.

"Senior nephew Luo Feng!"

At this time, the woman who had made an appointment with Qingxuan's first seat also came late with three disciples.

It's just that she brings people who are a little different.

The leader was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy with a baby face, and after discovering Luo Feng's glances, he actually lowered his head shyly.

The other two are a man and a woman, the man is quite handsome, and the girl Mo is about seventeen or eighteen years old, she already has the strength of an eight-star martial artist, and she is dressed in a bewitching dress, which makes Luo Feng think of some kind of special worker in his previous life.

After such a short delay, the disciples of the various sects in front had already boarded the flying boat.

What surprised Luo Feng a little was that the middle-aged man who had obviously had a lot to do with Lin Yi before was also among the people who boarded the boat.

The middle-aged deacon looked at Luo Feng and the others who were gathered together, and a look of irritability flashed in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it, obviously to give Luo Feng and Shui Xiaoran face.

However, after all, Luo Feng was a candidate disciple of the Sword Sect, but he didn't want to anger the deacon, so he nodded hurriedly and said to the two: "If you don't board the boat again, the deacon will be angry, they will hand it over to the juniors, and the two seniors can rest assured." ”

After saying that, Luo Feng nodded to Qingxuan's first seat and strode towards the flying boat.

Through the long corridor, Luo Feng and the others came to a huge living room.

At this time, many disciples were standing in various corners of the living room, but the middle-aged man and his party were sitting on a Taishi chair as if no one was there.

Soon, the middle-aged deacon walked over, glanced at everyone, and said, "It's a long way from the Immortal Heaven to the Southern Regions, although there is a flying boat, I'm afraid our trip will take more than ten days, there are many rooms on the flying boat, you can choose to cultivate or others." ”

"I'm going to operate the flying boat, everyone, please!"

The middle-aged deacon finished explaining, but he didn't wait for a moment, and immediately walked to the room at the front of the flying boat.

Luo Feng had just obtained the battle skill and was anxious to cultivate.

Seeing that these people were still unmoved, he immediately said to Shui Xiaoran and the others: "Let's go to the top!"

"Everything is up to Senior Brother Luo Feng. ”

Shui Xiaoran smiled lightly, walked side by side with Luo Feng, and headed towards the flying boat stairs.

But the moment he passed by the middle-aged man, Luo Feng clearly felt the strong killing intent on the other party.

"Luo Feng, the Southern Regions is your burial place!"

A voice came directly into Luo Feng's ears.

There was no need to look, he also knew the source of the voice, and the corners of his mouth slid slightly in an arc, and turned around.