Looking up at the cold young man, Luo Feng sneered on his face: "This is what you said yourself, I hope you remember your promise!"

"Instead of worrying about me, you still think about how to kowtow to me after losing to me!" The cold young man glanced at the wooden box containing the attribute yuan stone, his eyes showed greed, and then, his sharp gaze fell on Luo Feng. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He is the number one sword Dao Heavenly Sword Sect disciple in the world, and he has the confidence to win in the face of any True Yuan Realm Ninefold Martial Artist, not to mention, the other party is just a True Yuan Realm Ninefold Middle Stage Sword Qi, and his cultivation is slightly lower than him.

He has no reason and no possibility of defeat!

When the three silver sword envoys saw that Luo Feng really wanted to make a move with the cold young man, their faces were shocked at first, and then they were worried again.

The girl in red, wringing her fingers tightly, whispered, "Senior brother, can he win?"

The young man in Tsing Yi and the young man in blue did not speak, although they were very disdainful of the Heavenly Sword Sect, but they also had to admit that the Heavenly Sword Sect was powerful, and the two of them did not say it, but in their hearts they both thought that Luo Feng was unlikely to be an opponent.

Sou!

With a move from Luo Feng's hand, the Emperor Yan Heaven-Breaking Sword broke through the ground and fell into his hands.

Airplanes!

As soon as the knife was in his hand, a scorching fire immediately burned on the blade, causing the air to crackle, and a surging momentum spread from Luo Feng's body.

Wow......

The three silver sword envoys exclaimed, the moment they held the knife, Luo Feng seemed to have changed into a different person, the breezy appearance just now had disappeared, and there was an inexplicable sense of oppression on his body, which made people's hearts palpitate.

Looking up at the cold young man, Luo Feng said indifferently: "Let's start." ”

"Bluff!

The cold young man snorted coldly, purple qi rose in his eyes, and his left foot stepped forward, slashing down with a sword.

Poof!

The thick purple sword qi pulled out a purple curtain in the sky and slashed down towards Luo Feng, before the sword qi arrived, Luo Feng's clothes had already begun to hunt and fly, and thin sword marks appeared on the ground, sharp and pressing.

The Emperor Yan Heaven-Breaking Sword disappeared into the void, and Luo Feng met it with a sword.

The dazzling sword gang swept through the void, slashed through the purple sword qi with a bang, and extended all the way towards the cold youth.

"Huh?"

The cold young man frowned slightly, and with a swing of his sword, he slashed the sword gang, and the whole person was forced to take a few steps back.

"He's got the upper hand!"

The girl in red held a pair of hands, nervously watching Luo Feng and the cold young man face off, and at this moment, seeing the cold young man forced back by Luo Feng's knife, her eyes revealed excitement.

The faces of the young man in green clothes and the young man in blue next to him were still tense, and there was no sword intent in the sword aura of the cold young man just now, that is to say, with a sword just now, the cold young man was just tempting, and he didn't move his true character at all.

"You'll know right away if it's a bluff. Luo Feng looked at the cold young man and said.

The cold young man's eyelids jumped, and a sneer appeared on his face: "You still dare to be arrogant." Then I'll show you what real despair is!"

As the last word fell, the astonishing edge in the pupils of the cold young man burst out, the surrounding air was slightly distorted, and with the blessing of the sword intent of fire, the sword blade burned with a scorching wave of fire, and the strong sword momentum made the entire space tremble slightly.

"Dacheng Sword Intent!"

"I actually comprehended Dacheng's sword intent, how can I ...... fight this?"

Feeling the strong pressure on the cold young man's face, the faces of the three silver sword envoys changed greatly, and as soon as the Dacheng sword intent came out, the last trace of luck in the hearts of the three of them was also extinguished.

As disciples of the Sword Tomb, the three of them knew the terrible nature of Dacheng's sword intent, and with the cultivation of a cold young man, coupled with Dacheng's sword intent, their strength was already difficult to meet among the martial artists of the True Yuan Realm, and they were directly chasing the power of the Yuan Sea Realm.

"Purple Thunder Returns!"

With the addition of sword intent, a trace of hideousness appeared on the face of the cold young man, and a sword stabbed out.

Phew!

The purple sword qi fused with the sword intent of fire flashed away, pulling out a sinuous purple trajectory in the void, shooting towards Luo Feng irregularly.

The purple sword qi seemed to be slow, but it was actually incredibly fast, and the three silver sword envoys only saw a zigzag purple flash appear in the air, and the sword qi had already reached Luo Feng's body.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the purple sword qi completely engulfed Luo Feng, the earth shook suddenly, and the mountain peak behind the straight line was rushed out of a huge pit with a diameter of seven or eight meters, the pit was bottomless, and the edge was a crack like a spider's web, spreading to the halfway waist of the peak.

Looking at the swarthy hole on the mountain peak, the three silver sword envoys couldn't help but take a deep breath, and the girl in red glanced at where Luo Feng was just now, where there was a deep dent, and in the big pit of the mountain peak, her mouth trembled, and she said:

He ...... How's he doing?"

The young man in Tsing Yi and the young man in blue did not speak, but their faces were extremely ugly. The strength of this disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect is still above their imagination, and he has endured the sword just now, I am afraid that it will ......

"It's a great thing to say, I didn't expect it to be so vulnerable!" The cold young man waved his sword, glanced at the mouth of the pitch-black hole, and showed disdain.

The short-haired Heavenly Sword Sect disciple on the side looked at the Blood Lotus, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and when he noticed the calm look on her face, he couldn't help but ask, "Your companion's life and death are uncertain, aren't you worried?"

"Companion?" Blood Lotus smiled charmingly, with infinite charm, and Wan'er said, "I am not qualified to be his companion, he is my master." ”

"Master?" The short-haired young man was stunned for a moment, thinking that Blood Lotus was joking, and said with a smile: "Then you should be more worried about him." ”

"Giggle...... Who do you think you're worried about. ”

Blood Lotus's red lips raised slightly, "Do you really think that with the kind of painless sword move just now, you can defeat the master?"

"A sword move that doesn't hurt?"

Hearing Blood Lotus's words, the cold young man next to him smiled proudly, "It seems that you haven't heard of our Heavenly Sword Sect's Purple Thunder Wind Returning Sword Technique. With my Fire Sword Intent, the Purple Thunder Returning Light move is enough to severely damage any True Yuan Realm martial artist. He is a mid-stage martial artist of the True Yuan Realm, so he still wants to be safe and sound? It's really ridiculous. ”

"If it is an ordinary True Yuan Realm mid-stage martial artist, he naturally can't resist it. It's a pity that he's my master. Blood Lotus said lightly.

"Humph!"

As soon as the cold young man put away his sword, "I advise you to go in and take a look, he may still have a breath left." ”

As he spoke, the cold young man walked to the side and reached out to fetch the wooden box containing the attribute yuan stone on the ground.

"What do you want to do?"

A loud sound suddenly sounded, like thunder.

The cold young man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt an incomparably evil aura, pressing towards him, his heart tightened, and a sword slashed backwards.

Phew!

The air was torn apart, but it was empty.

"What's going on?"

The cold young man looked back, there was nothing behind, the pitch-black pit of the mountain peak in the distance, I don't know when, turned into a strange blood red, there stood a figure wrapped in blood-red demonic energy, and there were seven blood-red dazzling huge flame fox tails behind him, looking from a distance, it seemed to be an ancient fierce beast that was about to wake up.

The evil and bloodthirsty negative emotions that came to his face made the cold young man involuntarily clench the sword.

"You......

The three Silver Sword Envoys and another Heavenly Sword Sect disciple were also dumbfounded, they were able to be unscathed by the attack of such power just now! Moreover, at this moment, the aura of the young swordsman was several times stronger than just now, and it was terrifying to look at.

Glancing at the cold young man condescendingly, Luo Feng said expressionlessly: "I'm just warming up here, you won't think you've won." ”

The cold young man's face sank, and his gaze was completely solemn. Just now it was just the killing intent released by the other party, which made him have a delusion, this person has no doubt, he is a master among masters! If he is not careful, he has the possibility of failure, for a while, the cold young man secretly gathered momentum, and did not dare to make a random move.

"He's scared!"

The girl in red glanced at the cold young man, and her eyes showed incredulity. The invincible appearance of the other party just now is still vivid, and he is actually scared at the moment.

"Take me another sword, and the purple thunder will return to the light!"

The sword momentum reached its peak, and the cold young man shouted loudly, and a sword stabbed out.

Rumble!

The air shook suddenly, and a thick purple thunderbolt appeared in the void, extending towards Luo Feng like lightning, as if it was about to completely shatter this space.

Luo Feng's pupils shrank, and he urged Zhenyuan with all his strength, and a blood-colored fire wave several meters high ignited on the Emperor Yan Heaven Breaking Knife, and the terrifying momentum spread, making everything around him tremble slightly.

"Summer Thunder Falls!"

Bang!

The sky exploded into a thunderbolt, and a blood-red thunderbolt several feet thick shot out, and the purple thunder was in front of it, like a small snake, and its momentum immediately lowered, and it was engulfed in an instant.

The blood-colored thunder continued unabated, like an angry dragon that had escaped from a trap, bombarding the cold youth.

"Not good!"

Feeling the terrifying explosive power contained in the sword qi, the cold young man's face changed greatly, he turned from attack to defense, and the whole body Zhenyuan frantically poured into the sword in his hand, and for a while, a strong purple light burst out from the sword, forming a purple sword wall in front of him.

The blood-colored thunder slashed on the sword wall, and the air immediately rioted violently, and the cold young man's face turned red, he opened his mouth and spewed out a large mouthful of blood, and his body flew backwards with the sword wall.

Boom, boom, boom, boom......

A deep pit was plowed out of the ground, and the pit extended all the way to the rear, and the stone pillars along the way were completely shattered in an instant, and finally with a shocking roar, the cold young man crashed into a rock wall and finally stopped.

The three silver sword envoys looked at the grim young man and changed color one after another.

The sword wall in front of the cold young man had completely disappeared, his body was sunk into the rock wall, his clothes were in tatters, and his body was covered with blood.

Gollum!

The blue-clothed young man swallowed his saliva, so powerful that the three of them were helpless, and the cold young man who was in a desperate situation couldn't even block a knife! What a powerful strength this is!

Brush!

Luo Feng's figure flashed, appeared in front of the cold young man, and said coldly: "The victory and defeat have been decided." ”

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, an exclamation sounded, and it was the voice of the girl in red who was made by the three silver swords Luo Feng's eyes moved, and his figure became illusory, and he flew backwards.

The short-haired swordsman appeared in the sky above Luo Feng at some point, and a sword swing sent out a purple-black sword aura.

Rumble!

The rubble flew, and where Luo Feng was just now, a hundred-meter-long terrifying sword mark appeared.

"Despicable!They are fighting each other, why are you meddling?Is this what you Heavenly Sword Sect disciples are doing?" Seeing another Heavenly Sword Sect disciple, the blue-clothed young man suddenly intervened and attacked Luo Feng with a face full of indignation.

"Senior brother!" the cold young man coughed up a mouthful of blood and looked at the short-haired young man with some surprise.

The short-haired young man's eyes were cold, "Senior Brother Lin, have you forgotten what bet you made?"

The cold young man's face changed, and then he remembered that this competition was not only as simple as winning or losing, but also related to all their net worth!

"But ......"

The short-haired young man said indifferently: "It's nothing. As long as they are all killed and their bodies destroyed, no one will know what happened today. ”

(To be continued.) )