Chapter 508

"What's wrong with the suppression? Lu Xiaofeng still wants to see her true face hidden under the mist......

"Okay, good, if you can, it's best to give us the reincarnation of the heavenly man to the Hanging Mountain, let's take a good look at ......"

The group of big men laughed strangely, and behind them, a woman's jet-black hair was draped vertically over her shoulders like a waterfall, and her face was slightly red, looking at her from afar. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Listening to the jokes of this group of men, I couldn't help but say angrily: "It's all a group of stinky men!"

She glanced at Lu Xiaofeng, let go of the skeleton, stroked her palms and laughed, indulged in drunkenness, and couldn't help but sigh faintly: "Only drunkenness can reveal your original appearance......"

In the early morning of the second day, Lu Xiaofeng woke up from a hangover and was carried to the bedside at some point.

The golden retriever roared on his shoulder, heavy, drooling from the corners of his mouth, swallowing spiritual mist, and the smell of elixir at the corners of his mouth, he must have done a lot of immoral things last night.

Lu Xiaofeng threw it aside, refreshed, Xuanhuang Dragon Qi swept away his tiredness, and stepped out.

The golden retriever roared into a streamer, burrowed into the placket of his clothes, and asked, "I heard that you are fighting today against the reincarnation of a celestial, very powerful, take me with you, and capture her back to study and study......

Lu Xiaofeng laughed and said: "Of course, ask who in the world is competing, I am the only one! A celestial reincarnation is just a celestial being, the true god is here, I will also overthrow her!"

On this day, Lu Xiaofeng set foot on the Hanging Mountain, many online authors gathered in a large hall to wait, and even several minor god elders also came out one after another.

The fall of the Demon Suppression Elder did not bring too much shadow to the Hanging Mountain, and today's battle of Lu Xiaofeng is the focus.

"Lu Xiaofeng, fight hard, it's best to beat the reincarnation of that Jinjiang Heavenly Man to lie down, and raise Lu Xiaofeng's Heavenly Sword Majesty!"

Lu Xiaofeng's amazement is no less than that of the Seven Joys Wenzong back then, any supernatural power that reaches an extreme is incredibly powerful.

Even if it's not kendo, it's the same with the physical body. "Lu Xiaofeng will definitely win!" Lu Xiaofeng gave an affirmative answer to the elder's expectations.

His gaze was very determined, even if it was the legendary reincarnation of a celestial. Yun Ge had a smile on his face, although he didn't say anything, he looked at Lu Xiaofeng with a little more appreciation.

A group of people immediately appeared in the dry world. Many eyes patrolled over and fell on Lu Xiaofeng.

This sword maniac descendant broke out many upsets along the way, and finally showed his true strength, which was incredibly powerful. As soon as Lu Xiaofeng stepped in, he felt a strong atmosphere, and the noisy sound hit, as if everyone was watching.

He then raised his head, like a dragon among men, with a powerful human luck flowing through him, as if he were a king.

The direction of the gaze made many people bow their heads. This is a kind of momentum, adhering to Ziwei's life, the reincarnation of heaven and man, and the innate momentum is extraordinary.

"It's a big deal, it's just a few wins. ”

A Jinjiang nun said disdainfully. "Needless to say, when he is defeated by Her Highness the Holy Maiden, there will not be so much trouble. "A powerful web writer is coming.

The online author of Jinjiang Wenzong on the side nodded, as if he had seen Lu Xiaofeng's defeat.

"If Your Highness the Holy Maiden loses, I really don't know if you Jinjiang network writers will cry bitterly. Lu Xiaofeng heard it, suddenly turned his head, stared at the group of Jinjiang network authors and said.

These online authors once regarded him as the demon in their hearts, and they wanted to kill him in the future to become enlightened.

However, seeing Lu Xiaofeng's strength, many people were frustrated in their hearts. "Don't dream, Her Highness the Holy Maiden is the reincarnation of a celestial being, how can she be defeated!"

Some people ridiculed, saying that Lu Xiaofeng daydreamed, in their eyes, Cangyue was a true god-like existence, and he would never lose to Lu Xiaofeng.

"You also said that she was the reincarnation of a celestial being, and now she is also an online author, and she also belongs to the realm of being on the shelf...... And I can be invincible to anyone in the same realm!" Lu Xiaofeng said.

"Arrogant ......" "Her Royal Highness the Holy Maiden is a peerless true god, enough to sweep the same realm of network authors. ”

Many people looked excited, and even looked at each other angrily, because Lu Xiaofeng desecrated Cangyue.

Even some of the elders had gloomy eyes, Lu Xiaofeng was too presumptuous, Cangyue's status in Jinjiang Wenzong was like a sect leader, this was definitely a naked insult.

"Whether it's a human or a god, in the same realm, I'm not afraid, it's useless to say more, see you on the battlefield!" Lu Xiaofeng still insisted.

Jinjiang network authors burst out one by one, clenching their fists and trying to rush out.

"Lu Xiaofeng, what are you, a waste material who can't even understand the way of the sword...... someone shouted, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

"Hmph!" Lu Xiaofeng looked at him angrily, let out an angry roar in his mouth, and a lion's roar formed in his mouth, and with a buzzing sound, the Internet author was shaken, his face turned pale, and his Dao heart was shaken.

The woman who was immersed in the divine light suddenly raised her head, and faintly heard some familiar breath in that voice.

She stared over, and a powerful momentum was born, and two eyes pierced through the hazy mist, making many Jinjiang web writers turn their heads.

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Lu Xiaofeng also raised his head like this, looking directly at the two divine lights, as if he saw pieces of crystal snowflakes in that divine light.

There is also a woman dressed in seven-colored clothes, shrouded in divine mist, who landed on the phoenix-headed divine qin with her bare hands, and swept out a divine pattern from the body of the qin, passing through layers of space, wanting to pierce his divine soul.

Lu Xiaofeng's divine soul burst out, holding the Oriental Divine Pen in his hand, and suppressed the divine pattern from the divine soul.

A divine light exploded in the eyes of the two, and the two breaths collided, affecting several Jinjiang Internet authors.

It's a test and a fight, and it's a win-or-loser.

"It's not our turn yet, why are you in such a hurry, the holy woman can't hold her breath like this. Lu Xiaofeng said with a smile. There were several female cultivators who were indignant, and when they heard these words, their faces were blushing, and they were always a little flirtatious.

The woman bathed in the aura could not see joy, anger and sorrow, and her plain gaze did not have any waves.

Stopped like this, the colorful divine phoenix wanted to snatch out of her shoulder and kill the arrogant web author, but she was also pressed into her hand.

"I think we're destined to be enemies!"

Finally, the divine light fluctuated, and the woman's voice was flat, without any emotion, but with great certainty.

Many people were surprised, especially the writers of Jinjiang Network, they rarely reincarnated as celestials, but they didn't expect that she was just fighting Lu Xiaofeng for the first time and said such a profound sentence.

"That's right, not too many of you. ”

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, his eyes were a little lazy, and he turned to leave, but the crazy laughter made the Jinjiang network author grit his teeth.

Cangyue stopped talking, and the spirit finch transformed by the colorful divine phoenix in his hand chirped, wanting to go out and take that guy out.

"Don't be angry, Your Highness, that thief is just deliberately provoking you. "There are web authors approaching, and their eyes are pious and holy.

"Some people only need to look at it to know whether they are friends or foes!" The silent woman suddenly sighed, making it elusive for many Jinjiang web writers.

Lu Xiaofeng returned to the Dao Hanging Mountain. Meng Han smiled: "How about it, are you sure about trying it?"

"She's strong and hard to see, but I still believe I'm going to win!" he says, with a lot of confidence. Whether it is the reincarnation of heaven or man, or the true god, it is all overturned.

"It's worthy of being a member of my Qixi Wenzong, domineering! It's better to be like what you said last night......

Meng Han raised his eyebrows strangely, as if he was pointing. "What did I say last night?" Lu Xiaofeng was confused.

I drank too much yesterday, and the spirit wine was too strong, and Lu Xiaofeng forgot what he said, and vaguely heard many fellow authors applauding loudly. "Nothing, we'll see!"

Meng Han snorted, but when he saw a pair of cold eyes in the snow for ten years, he stared at him with anger.

I was suspicious in my heart, who provoked my hot little sister again?

The bell rang, and a huge ring appeared in the square. Cangyue stepped out, looking around with purple gold Dao Qi, and there was a Dao sound implication between the steps. A man who stepped into the void gave birth to chaos behind him.

There is a god-like phantom who cracks the door of the void, powerful and mysterious.

The two of them landed in the ring in unison. This is the semi-finals, it is the battle of the top four, in order to let everyone have a glimpse of the network author style of the finals, the battle between Lu Xiaofeng and Cangyue was placed at the end.

Everyone held their breath and watched the noble son of the Dao God face off against the mysterious Jinjiang Holy Maiden.

The two stood solemnly, this was the pinnacle of the battle, Cang Yue and the other party looked solemn, without too much communication, the light in their eyes collided in the void, and the powerful qi wave spread like waves around the two.

The moment the bell rang, the two of them moved together.

Cang Yue stood there, and the phantom of the Dao God appeared behind him, as if singing a mysterious Dao song, and the flowing purple light gradually condensed into a brilliant staff in his hand.