Chapter 945: The Death of the Abolished Eagle

The waste eagle stared at Luo Xiaofeng, sneered, and said fiercely: "You have to do it today." ”

Luo Xiaofeng sneered: "Oh?"

The waste eagle said fiercely: "Because the dream is in my hands." ”

Luo Xiaofeng stared at the waste eagle tightly, his fists clenched.

The Waste Eagle took a few steps backwards and suddenly gave a whistle.

As soon as the whistle sounded, four red-clothed girls with long swords broke out from behind the rockery.

Four girls in red, four glittering swords.

Luo Xiaofeng didn't seem to see the four girls in red, his eyes were still staring at the waste eagle.

The Waste Eagle suddenly smiled: "Do you want to see your dreams?" he said, clapping his hands lightly. After two rounds of applause, a ghostly person flashed behind the rockery. This one is a tall yellow-haired old woman. On the back of the yellow-haired old woman, a pale girl was on her back.

Luo Xiaofeng's eyes tightened. The tall yellow-haired old woman's back was Meng'er.

Meng'er closed her eyes tightly and didn't move.

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the waste eagle and said coldly: "If Meng'er has three long and two short, I will kill you." ”

Waste Eagle smiled: "Don't worry, Luo Zhutou, so far, your dream has not been harmed in any way, but in the future, it will ...... I can't guarantee it!"

Luo Xiaofeng sneered.

Four women in red with long swords in their hands had surrounded Luo Xiaofeng in the middle.

Luo Xiaofeng glanced at the four women in red and said lightly: "I don't want to hurt you, but you must not force me." ”

The four women in red looked at each other.

The waste eagle suddenly shouted: "Why don't you hurry up?"

The four girls in red were stunned, they hesitated, but they still made a move.

Four long swords, from four different parts, attacked Luo Xiaofeng.

Four long swords stabbed out, but Luo Xiaofeng was gone.

Luo Xiaofeng was already standing in front of the waste eagle.

The waste eagle looked at Luo Xiaofeng in surprise.

Luo Xiaofeng said coldly: "Let a few women do it with me, but you hide aside, this doesn't seem to be your style." ”

Waste Eagle looked at Luo Xiaofeng's cold face, and suddenly smiled: "When I was young, I would never do this, but it's a pity that when I'm old, my style of doing things has slowly changed." ”

Luo Xiaofeng said: "You shouldn't have shown your face, it's a pity that you can't see through the rivers and lakes, and you still want to make some benefits." ”

Waste Eagle smiled: "What Luo Zhutou said is very right. ”

Luo Xiaofeng said lightly: "It's a pity, not only will you not get any benefits here, but you may also give away your life." ”

Waste Eagle sneered and pointed to the dream on the tall old woman behind him: "The owner of the Thousand Village has promised me that if I catch or kill you today, I will give me your beautiful dream." ”

Luo Xiaofeng said coldly: "Do you have this idea?"

Waste Eagle smiled: "Of course there is this idea!"

Luo Xiaofeng's eyes suddenly burst out with a sharp light like a blade. An invincible murderous aura approached the eyebrows of the waste eagle.

The waste eagle glared and looked at Luo Xiaofeng in surprise.

Luo Xiaofeng clenched his fists and glared at the waste eagle with hatred.

Luo Xiaofeng was really angry.

Waste Eagle felt weak in his heart, he knew Luo Xiaofeng's ability, the last few times he fought with Luo Xiaofeng, although Luo Xiaofeng did not hurt himself, but today, he vaguely felt that something was wrong. He suddenly regretted it, he regretted that he shouldn't have said something like that. Now, he had no choice. Qian Mo and his party were looking at him, he must not escape from the battle, and he must not show weakness to Luo Xiaofeng.

The Wasted Eagle had drawn the long sword at his waist. The slender long sword struck a sharp flash in mid-air.

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the sword in the hand of the waste eagle.

The Waste Eagle held the long sword in his hand and sighed: "I didn't want to kill you, but it's a pity that you are too ignorant of current affairs." The waste eagle looked at Luo Xiaofeng, he was still laughing.

"Scholar sword qi, kill with a smile!" "Waste Eagle is going to kill now. The person he wants to kill is not an ordinary person, but Luo Xiaofeng, who is known as the first person in martial arts.

The first strike is stronger, and the second strike suffers! The waste eagle has already taken the first shot. The thin long sword in his hand was raised in the air, and suddenly there was a sharp flash, slashing straight at the top of Luo Xiaofeng's head. When he was less than half a meter away from the top of Luo Xiaofeng's head, the Waste Eagle's move suddenly changed. The sword's moves suddenly changed. The tip of the slender sword shook, and a big sword flower was shaken. The Waste Eagle actually used the move of the silver spear. The big sword flower shook in front of Luo Xiaofeng, and then stabbed Luo Xiaofeng's choked throat.

Waste Eagle never dreamed that Luo Xiaofeng not only did not dodge, but deceived himself.

When the slender tip of the sword just touched Luo Xiaofeng's throat, the waste eagle suddenly felt the long sword in his hand tremble. Before he could see clearly, the long sword in his hand broke off in unison. The slender blade of the sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The waste eagle was stunned, he held the bare hilt of the sword in his hand, and looked at Luo Xiaofeng in surprise.

Luo Xiaofeng was positive and negative, and hit more than a dozen ear scrapers of the waste eagle.

The Waste Eagle fell backwards, two front teeth and blood spitting out of its mouth.

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the waste eagle coldly: "I'll give you a lesson today." ”

Waste Eagle's face turned red, he glared at Luo Xiaofeng, and suddenly rushed over like crazy.

The soles of Luo Xiaofeng's feet slipped, and his body retreated two feet away.

The Waste Eagle's palms fell into the air, and he stared at his blood-red eyes, and suddenly roared and rose into the sky.

The waste eagle crossed his legs and kicked Luo Xiaofeng's chest sharply.

Luo Xiaofeng's palms had already met the legs of the waste eagle.

The Waste Eagle was overjoyed. He has a lot of confidence in his legs. This kick is full of strength. Luo Xiaofeng's hands will definitely be kicked to pieces.

King Kong was the chief manager of a thousand hands, and looked at Luo Xiaofeng deadly, his unkempt white hair dancing in the wind. The wrinkles on his face also stirred like waves.

Qian Mo also stared at Luo Xiaofeng tightly, and a smug smile appeared on his sallow face.

They all know how powerful the Waste Eagle's legs are.

In response to the waste eagle's volley and shear his legs, Qian Mo had already thought of thirty-eight ways to crack it. Connecting legs with palms is the stupidest move. Unexpectedly, Luo Xiaofeng actually used the stupidest trick. Thinking like this, Qian Mo couldn't help but feel proud.

Luo Xiaofeng's hand had already met the legs of the waste eagle.

The legs of the waste eagle were impartial, and they kicked on Luo Xiaofeng's palm.

Bang! The Waste Eagle snorted.

Everyone was stunned, people never dreamed that Luo Xiaofeng's hands and Waste Eagle's legs collided together, Luo Xiaofeng's hands were safe and sound, but the leg bones of Waste Eagle's legs were broken.

The legs of the Wasted Eagle broke and broke, and his body fell straight down. As soon as the body of the waste eagle fell, it was suddenly grabbed by Luo Xiaofeng.

Luo Xiaofeng grabbed the two legs of the waste eagle with both hands and pulled it hard.

The waste eagle screamed, and his body was torn in half by Luo Xiaofeng.

Blood splattered. The Waste Eagle was killed instantly.

All the people were stunned. Who would have thought that the famous waste eagle would die in the hands of Luo Xiaofeng in an instant. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Danzun Evil God Claw Book House" for free for the first time.