The man riding a lion watched this scene, he was arrogant, and he was unwilling to bully more and besiege a teenager.

But the other party solved his two companions in an instant, which made the man feel terrified in his heart, and at the same time, he also surged with monstrous war intent.

The lion stepped on the fire, and with a roar, the earth shook all around.

"Luo Feng, as long as you kill him, my Xue family will give you 10,000 high-grade spirit stones!" the gloomy man collapsed to the ground and shouted to the man riding on the lion.

The Panlong spear in Luo Feng's hand poked out like a dragon going out to sea, fierce and domineering, and smashed it at Zhao Xiu's head!

"Later stage of Jindan?" Zhao Xiu was slightly stunned, the strength of the man in front of him was unpredictable, far from being comparable to the gloomy man and others.

Zhao Xiu withdrew his sword, the other party was fierce, and he had the strength of the late Jindan, which made him feel a little tricky.

The Panlong spear was like rolling thunder falling from the sky, instantly hitting the position where Zhao Xiu was standing before, and the earth cracked layer by layer.

"With your strength, you actually want to be a lackey for those gentlemen?" Zhao Xiu's face changed, this person was the most difficult opponent he had encountered so far.

Luo Feng frowned, he was calmly dodged by the other party with a shot he was accumulating, which made him even more warlike in his heart.

"Come again!"

The heavy Panlong spear swept in, and Zhao Xiu only felt that the black pressure in front of him was overwhelming, as if he was trapped in the shadow of the gun in the sky!

The sound of breaking wind sounded all around, Zhao Xiu suddenly felt a pain in his chest and abdomen, and suddenly his eyes were sharp, and the long sword stabbed obliquely, like a little cold light flashing in the dark night, blocking this fierce shot, and his chest was cut by the qi on the tip of the gun.

In an instant, endless evil qi gushed out, and a bloody light rose into the sky.

Quick Sword!

Zhao Xiu ravaged up, and the whole person was like a bone appendage, entangled Luo Feng.

"Roar!" the lion roared, and his thick front paws swooped down with great speed, trying to force the enemy back.

It's a pity that Zhao Xiu's sword is faster than it, and the sharp sword tears through the air and pierces the lion's jaw at a tricky and vicious angle.

The male lion didn't have time to roar, and his huge body stopped suddenly, almost turning Luo Feng off the lion's back.

Zhao Xiu stabbed out with a sword, and the remaining momentum was unabated, and the long sword shook off the lion's head.

This sword is like a thunderbolt, bringing the advantages of the fast sword to the extreme.

The characteristic of the fast sword is a fast word, when it is extremely fast, it kills people invisibly, and even the other party doesn't even see how to make the sword, so he dies tragically under the sword.

Luo Feng roared angrily, jumped up from the lion's back, and the Panlong spear in his hand seemed to be the overwhelming momentum of Mount Tai, falling from the sky and smashing at Zhao Xiu.

This male lion has been his mount since he was a child, and at this time he suppressed the anger in his heart, and his eyes became solemn.

Although the young man in front of him only has the cultivation of the condensation period, he is strong, and the most important thing is that this person has a fast sword in one hand, ruthless and ruthless, and the sword is not only fast, but also ruthless.

This kind of speed is even Luo Feng afraid of, and if he is not careful, he may be cut his throat.

Luo Feng's eyes flashed, and he stepped over, and the Panlong spear in his hand was all in order, slowly approaching Zhao Xiu.

The speed at which he shot was no longer as decisive and fierce as before, but became calm, and people could not see a flaw.

Zhao Xiu held the sword in his left hand, and his body rushed towards him like a ghost, and appeared on Luo Feng's side in an instant, and the cold sword flashed, stabbing him directly under the ribs.

The Panlong Spear in Luo Feng's hand went down to block the fatal blow, and then the Panlong Spear twisted the momentum.

Zhao Xiu only felt that the sword in his hand was like a mud cow entering the sea, and he couldn't exert any strength.

"Death!" Luo Feng saw that Zhao Xiu's sword was out of control, and he shouted, and the Panlong spear was pointed out again and again, like a poisonous snake that jumped out one after another to bite people.

Zhao Xiu's wrist flipped, and the long sword swept, barely blocking this fierce attack, but his wrist was numb.

Luo Feng is a cultivator in the late stage of Jindan, and his strength is far superior to that of the gloomy man, and he is not even inferior to the violent ape who fought with Zhao Xiu in the valley before, and is even more difficult to deal with than the violent ape!

The rest of the people escaped in the fire, and when they saw Luo Feng suppressing Zhao Xiu, they immediately showed joy.

A hint of resentment flashed in the gloomy man's eyes, he changed his mind, he wanted to catch the young man, and then torture him to death.

"Luo Feng, I want you to capture him alive!"

Luo Feng's eyes were deep, and he turned a deaf ear to the gloomy man's words, the male lion had a deep relationship with him, and even blocked countless killing opportunities for him.

As a result, his head was cut off by the young man in front of him with a sword, how could he not take revenge for this revenge!

The shadow of the spear in the sky flashed, like a starlight falling to the ground, revealing a fierce cold light.

Zhao Xiu gritted his teeth to support, did not retreat but advanced, the long sword in his hand suddenly poked out, and the cold killing intent made Luo Feng's face change, and he had a strong sense of crisis!

Luo Feng put away his gun and retreated, he could see that this young man was fighting with him in a lose-lose way.

With his strength, once the opponent is hit by a spear, his body is only afraid of being pierced on the spot, but he himself will be pierced through the throat by that swift sword.

Just as Luo Feng was retreating, Zhao Xiu held the sword in his left hand and jumped over.

Reverse scales!

A sharp claw grabbed Luo Feng's head, which was vicious and vicious, making people palpitate more than a fast sword.

Luo Feng's spear blocked horizontally, dodging this extremely powerful claw, but he also felt that the right side of his face was numb, and half of his cheek seemed to be slashed by a sharp blade, and his skin was open!

"At a young age, every move is more fierce than the other, what kind of teacher do you come from?" Luo Feng asked angrily.

This is just Zhao Xiu's fingertips gently brushing his cheeks, if this claw is not dodged, I am afraid that the whole head will be torn.

Zhao Xiu was silent, he relied on the fire to disrupt the other party's formation, and if he didn't take this opportunity to deal with this person, when the other party came back to his senses, it would not be so easy for him to get out again.

As soon as the reverse scales came out, dozens of claws were grabbed in an instant, and Luo Feng only felt that the phantom in front of him flashed, and he suddenly felt a pain in his chest.

Immediately after, countless pieces of flesh foaming with blood foam flew up, and his entire chest was torn to pieces, and the wound was deep to the bone.

Fortunately, Luo Feng's cultivation is advanced and full of vitality, so he can barely support it and not fall.

It's just that Zhao Xiu didn't give him a chance to breathe at all, and ravaged up again, stabbing out with a backhand sword, and the cold light slashed towards his neck.

At the moment of life and death, Luo Feng's potential was completely stimulated, and he held the tail of the gun with one hand, and smashed it towards Zhao Xiu with a sweep.

This sweep brought his lifelong cultivation to the extreme, like a dragon going out to sea, and the air around him was torn apart in an instant at this moment.

With a bang, the Panlong spear smashed into the long sword, and actually swung the sword in Zhao Xiu's hand.

The Panlong spear shook out a spear flower and stabbed it in Zhao Xiu's chest.

It's a pity that before the gun was pierced, a crisp sound sounded, and countless cracks appeared on the barrel of the gun.

The entire barrel of the gun shattered at a speed invisible to the naked eye!

Luo Feng only felt that his scalp was numb, how could he still have the slightest desire to fight, his body retreated sharply, turned around and left.