Luo Feng made a move, and the scorching sun fist was monstrous, and a magnificent light rose into the sky, and the flames were monstrous within a radius of five or six meters around him, and the place was completely overwhelmed by the divine fire.

There was a scorching smell in the air, as if it had been burned red, and the terrible heat spread, and the air around it was distorted, like boiling water, boiling hot. The flames rushed out like an angry dragon, and the scorching heat made the air seem to burn.

Luo Feng's cultivation is the Federation's well-known SS-level exercise [Agni Fire True Sutra], with the strength of the sun in one hand, it is difficult to compete with ordinary exercises, the characteristic of this skill is that once it is put into operation, the nuclear force has a strong incineration attribute, this kind of extra killing is really a headache, and the deeper the realm of the exercise, the more terrifying this lethality is.

Morpheus's slender eyes faintly danced with flames, and his handsome face and peculiar pale skin faintly revealed an aristocratic elegance.

The long ink-colored hair fluttered in the air, and a scar dragged from the arch of his eyebrows to his cheek, adding a hint of murderous aura to his handsome face, and the body covered in the black armor was strong and well-proportioned, and the pitch-black cloak as night flickered slightly with the silver light of the long knife gradually disappearing.

His figure had already disappeared in place the moment Luo Feng made a move, turning into a cloud of black mist floating in the void, and suddenly, he took out his sword!

A sword of cold light, like a peerless assassin's blow, cut through the void, and the void directly cracked, leaving cracks as fine as hair!

The sword light was cold, and countless strange black silk streams ran through the void.

Each sword is as strange as the wind, making it impossible to see its trajectory at all.

Uncanny! Sharp! Unpredictable!

Morpheus, worthy of the name of the Nether Swordsman.

Luo Feng shouted angrily, swept with his fist, and in the violent roar, the red energy overflowed, like a flood along his fist path. Everything that passed along the way was swallowed up by the energy, disintegrating into flying fragments.

This blazing yang energy was so strong and domineering that it was only gradually weakened after rushing out of dozens of meters, and everywhere it passed, the metal ground was scorched red and shiny by the terrible heat.

Morpheus had no waves, the sword in his hand moved, and when the sword light dispersed, under the sun, it was like a sword mist that shrouded Luo Feng. And his whole person is also like a fog shadow, moving with the sword, and it is difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction.

In an instant, it seemed that there were dozens of more of him, and I didn't know where his figure was.

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and it was also like a cloud and mist, shuttling between the black sword shadows, facing Luo Feng's unstoppable scorching sun dragon fist!

Only this time, the tyrannical black sword shadow failed to knock one of them back, but was unusually lingering, extremely gentle.

The sword style seemed to have no power, but it was full of stamina, and it never collided with the red dragon shadow, but slowly, little by little, it devoured and squeezed the space between the two.

Sensing his opponent's intentions, Luo Feng unleashed hundreds of punches in just a few seconds, each punch converging his battle momentum, and each punch condensing his will.

He attacked wildly, and his whole body was wrapped in the shadow of his fist. A large area of fiery energy was frantically vented with his fists, like flying red dragons.

The tip of Morpheus's sword stabbed, and the sword light was like water, continuous. His swordsmanship is strange, like a poisonous snake spitting letters, and he always kills at the most incredible angles. The faint black, wrapped with the sword light as bright as water, was like a night mist.

Tens of thousands of sharp sword filaments emanated from his body, each strand of sword filament carried an off-white death sword intent, and each strand of sword filament was wrapped with a pitch-black spur with a faint star, it was a kind of black that was extremely red, as if it was a sword of sin coagulated by blood!

Countless black sword lights writhed strangely and wildly, rushing towards a point from all angles. Countless roars turned small and loud, and after only a moment, they were like thunder. The black sword light overflowed wildly, repelling everything around it into the air.

Bang!!

A loud muffled sound came from the place where the two touched, and the flames flew in all directions, like a meteor rain in the field.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the hard ground was torn apart under his feet, and violent smoke and dust erupted, but Luo Feng, whose clothes were mostly torn, swooped out like a black panther in a state of predation......

Silently, red flames burned all over his body. More and more intense, more and more surging......

The layer of silicone grease on the metal floor had turned into a crystalline liquid, emitting a faint green smoke. The entire ground dissolved due to the heat, and a large crater was hollowed out.

Affected by this aura, Morpheus's cloak suddenly pulled back straight. It's like being pulled by something.

At this moment, Luo Feng was simply full of the smell of danger. Especially when he looked at himself, the depths of his crimson pupils seemed to dance with a crimson flame. So that he almost forgot to breathe.

Shura! Shura!

"Lie! Flame! Litre! Dragon! Hit! ”

In a roar that shook all directions, Luo Feng gathered all his strength and threw an invincible punch!

No fancy, but more terrifying, no skill, but more powerful. I saw that at this moment, his body was pulled into a straight line in the air, and all the power was gathered on one point of the fist!!

The red flames formed a long trail behind him, like a wildly dancing dragon!

A world-destroying fire dragon of dozens of feet, with endless flames and wisps of entangled streamers, shot at the lightning. The fiery red streamer fluttering in the wind was like ancient magma that cut through time and space.

He was like a purple-red meteor that tore through the sky, and at the same time, Morpheus also snorted, and his life's strength melted into a sword, turning into a terrifying beam of light that tore through the sky, and rushed forward.

The two meteors instantly pierced the sky and collided violently. For a moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to sound a thunderclap.

The scorching fire dragon exploded violently, and one after another, sparks filled with scorching breath, shot away in all directions.

In the surrounding air, there was a clear burning mark, and the air seemed to be ignited instantly.

Immediately afterward, there was a loud bang.

Explode.

With the two of them as the center, the silicone ground in a radius of thousands of meters was concave at the same time, and then collapsed. Countless fragments rose into the sky weightlessly, and then disappeared in the torrent of energy.

In the smoke and dust, Morpheus flew upside down, the clothes on his sleeves exploded inch by inch, and even the blood vessels on his arms burst one after another, and blood splattered everywhere.

In the third battle, the Nether Swordsman Morpheus, was defeated.

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In the fourth battle, Ice Dragon King Yang Lie vs Demon Star Lin Yue.

Ice Dragon King Yang Lie, from the Americas of the earth, mixed Chinese and American race, he is strong and tall, with tough facial features, angular face, and a pair of blue eyes like the sea full of exotic style.

As for Lin Yue, who was standing opposite him, his long sword eyebrows were straight and his sideburns were straight, a mysterious blue light occasionally flashed in his dark eyes, his straight nose and tightly pursed lips added a little fortitude to his soft face, and the occasional hint of evil smile at the corner of his mouth made Lin Yue have a few more mysterious charms out of thin air.

The gazes of the two were intertwined with the air, and Yang Lie's gaze was cold and indifferent, as deep as the abyss sea.

Lin Yue opened a pair of bright eyes, and there seemed to be bright sunshine burning in those deep eyes.

Suddenly, an icy chill that could freeze the soul suddenly swept across the battlefield, and an endless chill blew from the front, spreading the ground at a terrifying speed with hoarfrost visible to the naked eye......

New Martial Arts [Frozen Nitrogen Demon Path]!

The terrifying cold air was like a storm blowing out of Yang Lie's body, forming a rolling wave, engulfing everything, sweeping in all directions, and everywhere it passed, all that was left was ice slag.

The intent of this action is self-evident.

Strike first!

A terrifying frost aura surrounded him, and at the same time, a spear as white as ice and snow appeared in Yang Lie's hand!

SSS-class weapon, Frost Spear!

He was like a general who charged into battle in ancient times, riding his horse and whipping up, stabbing out with a shot, and the frost breath radiated violently, the entire heaven and earth were completely solidified, and even the air was frozen by the huge frost, and the sky and earth became a land of ice and snow.

As soon as the ice extinction comes out, all the elements in the void, including the shadowless and formless, are frozen and annihilated, which is the extermination of ice and the extinction of all things.

It is rumored that in the primeval era, there was an ice age. The coldest breath can freeze all human beings, and that is the end of mankind. No living thing can survive, only special species of creatures can survive.

You can see how terrifying the exterminating power of ice is.

This ice extinction is tantamount to creating a miniature version of the ice age environment, extincting all things.

Yang Lie's black hair had turned as white as ice and snow, and his hands were crystal clear, as beautiful as ice crystals.

The blue pupils are like hair, white and innocent silver eyes, and a gentle gaze can completely freeze the human body and even the soul.

As soon as he made a move, he was the strongest master.

If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent.

Lin Yue raised his head, his eyes like the sea.

At this time, he didn't have the lazy appearance he had before, and his whole body exuded an extremely awe-inspiring momentum, just like a sharp blade out of the sheath, with a sharp edge.

Stride, twist your waist, wave your arms, and split your palms.

Da Luo Seven Limits: Break the Sea!