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On the blue sky, the piercing sound of breaking wind whistled, Luo Feng's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of Elder Jimo, his previous attack had definitely completely seriously injured Elder Jimo, if it weren't for his extraordinary strength, he might have fallen into his hands at this moment. Please search (product @ book ¥ net) to see the most complete!

"The Mo family has repeatedly offended my Ethereal Sect, is it really easy to bully the Ethereal Sect?"

The cold light in Luo Feng's eyes surged, like an angry lion, and with a fierce grip of his palm, the dark Lotus Pure Fire instantly filled his body up and down, setting him off like a fire god descending into the world, and the rolling heat wave swept away, spreading in all directions, causing the air to boil slightly.

Now that he has torn his face with the Mo family, there is no need to show mercy to his subordinates.

The pupils of Elder Jimo, who was dripping with blood, shrank suddenly, and Luo Feng at this moment gave him a feeling of extreme danger, and even made him feel the breath of death.

With the rolling heat wave swept towards Najimo, and wherever it passed along the way, the blood-stained earth instantly steamed up with a blood-colored mist, and then the earth began to dry up, giving birth to one black crack after another.

The terrifying heat wave that emanated from the Lotus Pure Fire made the nearby monks feel their mouths dry, as if they were under the scorching sun.

"Not good!"

Elder Jimo, who originally felt bad, opened his eyes slightly in extreme weakness, wanting to stay away from Luo Feng, who was getting closer and closer to him, but at this moment, he was seriously injured, and it was very difficult to move even a finger.

But in the next moment, a touch of flesh pain flashed in his gloomy eyes with a hint of terror.

Elder Jimo's figure was constantly magnified in Luo Feng's eyes, however, just as Luo Feng's palm was slightly closed, condensing a flame long sword, behind Elder Jimo, a black vortex that was long appeared out of thin air.

With the appearance of the black vortex, Luo Feng's expression moved, and he felt a thick spatial fluctuation from it!

This is Elder Jimo who wants to escape!

When this thought was born in Luo Feng's heart, Elder Jimo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand and smiled fiercely at Luo Feng, with endless killing intent and suppressed madness in that smile.

Today's setback in Luo Feng's hands obviously hit him very hard!

"I hope you don't fall into the hands of the old man!" The flame sword slashed horizontally, and the sword qi was horizontal, and when it was about to cut the Jimo Elder into four points, the figure of the Jimo Elder was swallowed by the black vortex behind him and disappeared, except for the resentful laughter, which echoed in this heaven and earth.

This technique of space shifting is not easy to perform, at least it is also the means of the strong martial arts, then Jimo naturally cannot be used, this is the privilege of the elders of the Mo family, if he does not make outstanding contributions to the Mo family, then he can only perform it once in his life!

And this means of saving his life, Na Jimo once felt that unless he met someone with a higher realm than himself, it was possible to force him to show it.

But he never expected that the white fox, a person whose realm was several times lower than his own, would force himself to this point.

Moreover, it was still in full view of everyone, and it was defeated endlessly.

Even if he goes back alive, it will definitely become a shame that will be difficult for him to wash away!

It can be seen from this how much Jimo hates Luo Feng.

"Hopefully you won't run into me next time. As for Jimo's last words, Luo Feng seemed very calm and barely took them to heart.

With his current strength, Jimo is no longer his opponent, and when they meet again in the future, it is really hard to say who will kill the deer.

Although Luo Feng didn't care, Qingyang and the others felt like they had pressed a stone in their hearts, the hatred of a Mo family's seven-star martial spirit elder, they didn't have any ability to bear it.

However, after seeing Luo Feng's calm face, they were slightly relieved in their hearts. Luo Feng is not yet an adult, he already has such strength, and he is still a disciple of the Sword Sect, even if the Mo family sends elders again, it may only end in vain.

When some of the strong men of the Mo family saw this scene, they also understood that the general trend had gone, and they didn't dare to stay too much at the moment, and they drove the black fog to flee for their lives.

Seeing this, Luo Feng had no intention of chasing, and now his state was not good, although he could still use the power of the Black Qi, but the other disciples of the Ethereal Sect did not have the strength of him, and under the fight of life and death, the Ethereal Sect would definitely suffer heavy losses.

Not far away, Qingyang saw that Luo Feng was just stunned and looked at the fleeing disciples of the Lingwu Sect, but he didn't make a move, and he was slightly relieved in his heart.

Now the disciples of the Ethereal Sect are already sleepy, and that kind of fatigue is not only the depletion of the spiritual energy in the body, but also the fighting spirit in the heart is not high.

Moreover, even if he killed these disciples who had fled in front of him, it would not do the Ethereal Sect any good.

Therefore, after seeing that Luo Feng did not take the initiative to attack, Qingyang Liquid began to instruct the disciples of the Ethereal Sect to start cleaning up the battlefield.

This is the martial arts arena of the Ethereal Sect, which was originally built with extremely strong black stone, but now after the battle, it has become potholes, stained with blood, and the pungent smell of blood can be smelled even from a hundred zhang away.

For a while, under the command of Qingyang, although they were already very tired, there was a trace of excitement in the eyes of many disciples of the Ethereal Sect.

Because they saw Luo Feng, who was standing in front of the Ethereal Sect, like a mountain, it seemed that as long as he was there, any problem and any crisis would be solved.

Luo Feng stared at the foot of the Ethereal Sect, where almost all the disciples of the Lingwu Sect had retreated, and their expressions looked very frightened, and even a trace of fear.

The Lingwu Sect had already attacked the Ethereal Sect several times, and each time they came with the certainty of victory, but in the end, the losers were always them, once, twice was fine, and after several times in a row, their confidence had been fatally hit.

The next time if the Lingwu Sect insists on attacking the Ethereal Sect, the strength of these Lingwu Sect disciples will definitely be affected by their mentality, and a drop of one percent is considered to be less.

And these Ethereal Sect disciples, although their strength and qualifications are not high, they have repeatedly fought in desperate situations and never give up, and they will definitely go further on the road of cultivation in the future.

This may be the alternative benefit of war.

Sighing, Luo Feng's body suddenly tensed slightly, and then he slowly turned around, and saw Xu Qingyu's somewhat embarrassed figure.

When he arrived at the Ethereal Sect, Luo Feng was aware of Xu Qingyu and the others who were under the mountain, but the situation of Qingyang and the others was very bad, so he asked Shui Youran to help.

Looking at Luo Feng's figure, Xu Qingyu's resolute face gradually fluctuated, and a pair of watery eyes gradually moistened.

"Qingyu ......" Luo Feng hugged Xu Qingyu who was in front of him, and his voice was faintly hoarse.

If he had come back a little later, maybe he would never have seen her again......

Seeing this, Qingyang, who was not far away, finally gradually revealed a smile on his old face, while Mo Xuan, Shui Youran, and Gao Yanghong smiled faintly, and walked away, leaving space for the two of them.

Xu Qingyu just hugged Luo Feng tightly, did not speak, and did not ask Luo Feng about the past few days.

For her, as long as she can be by Luo Feng's side, it is the greatest happiness. Other than that, nothing matters anymore.

……

A day later, after the Ethereal Sect had stabilized a little, Luo Feng took Gao Yanghong and the others to the Bai family again.

Now, he still didn't wake up Bai Yun'er, for him, the Bai family's affairs did not end there, and when he was in the Bai family, he had heard someone talk that the Bai family seemed to plan to form an alliance with the Mo family, and the core of that alliance was Bai Yun'er.

Not long after he and Xu Qingyu were warm, Luo Feng took Mo Xuan alone and went to the Bai family, as for Gao Yanghong and Shui Youran, they were left in the Ethereal Sect by him.

He believed that today's matter would definitely not end here, whether it was the ambitious Lingwu Sect Sect Master or the Mo family, who would be rewarded for their flaws, it was very likely that they would attack again in the near future.

Therefore, he needs Shui Youran and Gao Yanghong to stay in the Ethereal Sect so that he can rest assured a little.

After all, both of them are disciples of the Ask Sword Sect, even if the Mo family is very domineering, they have to back down when they treat the Ask Sword Sect, at least on the bright side, they will give the Ask Sword Sect a face.

If the Lingwu Sect and the Mo family really broke their faces with the Sword Sect, with the disciple token of the Sword Sect in their hands, they could ask the elders of the Sword Sect.

And the elders of the Sword Sect are much stronger than the elders of the Mo family, and if they really face off, the Ethereal Sect should not suffer a loss.

The most important thing is that he faintly felt a feeling of prying in his heart, as if he had a pair of eyes, always looking at the Ethereal Sect and watching himself.

He didn't know if his feelings were delusional, but his current strength and soul attainments were profound, and he faintly grasped the trajectory of a trace of destiny......

Although this feeling of prying was in Luo Feng's heart, he did not feel the slightest malice.

In his eyes, the only person who could do this and spy on the Ethereal Sect might be the Great Elder of the Sword Sect.

What an old man of unfathomable strength.

……

Bai House, guest room.

Since Luo Feng and Mo Xuan had been here once, they had come to the Bai family a lot faster again, and their attitude towards the two of them. The entire Bai family seems very delicate.

Some disciples looked at them with a faint unkindness, although Luo Feng found this, but he couldn't figure it out, he didn't have a long time in the Bai family, and the fact that he liked Bai Yun'er should be little known.

And there are many elders who seem to be very optimistic about themselves, and this courtyard is what those white elders let the two of them live in.

At the same time, on the way here, they didn't see any signs of the hermit clan leaving, and it seemed that they were still staying in the Bai family.

At this time, the entire Bai family was already a little dim, the sky was full of red glow, and the sun was setting in the west.

"Two distinguished guests, my head of the family is invited. In the room, Luo Feng was sensing the environment around the Bai family, and a disciple slowly walked into the room.

Mo Xuan glanced at Luo Feng, as if asking for his opinion.

Ever since Luo Feng defeated the Jimo Elder of the Mo family, Mo Xuan's attitude towards him had become faintly aggressive, as if he was in awe of genius and the hope that his own great enmity might get.

Luo Feng naturally sensed the changes in Mo Xuan, but this was a good thing for him, after all, a former successor of the Mo family would definitely have unimaginable help in the future game with the Mo family.

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