Ji Zhantian held the sword with one hand, and the sword light suddenly surged, sweeping the wind and clouds, and the cold air covered the sky and the ground contracted sharply towards the sword shape.

"Sword energy, such a strong sword energy," Luo Feng, who is a seventh-grade sword technique, actually had hairs standing on his arm.

It seemed that he felt the fluctuations of Ji Zhantian's bloodline, and Luo Feng's body was not just the Ji family's bloodline, and he became restless.

Even the bloody eyes in the blood mist above the sword shape opened their eyes.

The twin blood seems to be expressing strong dissatisfaction with Luo Feng, so why not use them?

Luo Feng held the peach wood sword in both hands, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I don’t know whether it is a conversation with my twin bloodline with independent consciousness or a self-reminder.

"If I use blood here, the problem will definitely be bigger in the future. Besides, I also want to know how powerful his serious sword is, and take a gamble?"

Without destruction or establishment, Luo Feng really wants to know how big the gap between him and the genius who are the best in the Northern Region is.

And today is the best opportunity.

If someone knew Luo Feng’s thoughts at this time, he would definitely think that he was a lunatic.

But little did they know that Luo Feng’s master was an old madman, and Luo Feng was naturally a madman.

What madman does is naturally something that ordinary people cannot understand.

At this moment, the sword sounded in the sky, Ji Zhantian's eyes suddenly opened, and two cold lights burst out.

With Ji Zhantian's low roar, the sword swore to cut open the world and fall.

The entire town floor trembled with a loud bang. With a dragon roar, the blue dragon appeared in the sword energy, heading towards Luo Feng, who was swaying in the strong wind in the distance, with an absolute god king.

"Brother Xiaoshan," Feng Xiaohu was so scared that his legs were almost limp, and he couldn't help but worry about Qi Luo Feng's life and death.

But his voice was swallowed up in the storm, and Luo Feng in the storm was not in the mood to care about anything else.

Holding a sword in both hands, under the special breathing rhythm of the thunder breathing method, the blue and golden aura of Qihai rushes violently and begins to flow towards Luo Feng's 360 meridian networks.

"roar!"

The blue dragon let out a deafening roar, and Luo Feng's soul was trembling, and he arrived above Luo Feng's head in an instant.

"Come on!" Luo Feng was not afraid, blood rushing in his body, and a roar urged the peach wood sword to stab the blue dragon.

A sword sound exploded into the sky, and the blue and golden air flowed around the peach wood sword, bursting out with dazzling light.

This move is the most used move by Luo Feng, "The eighth style of the Twelve Sword Box, Cross-Slashing Steel Flash!"

"boom!"

Two sword intents intertwined in the town, and the terrifying wind pressure instantly devoured the town, just like the end of the world.

"Grass!" Luo Feng's arms were torn apart in an instant, and blood burst out.

The blue dragon's offensive against Luo Feng was not weak but increased, and its terrifying power swept towards Luo Feng's peach wood sword like a stormy wave.

The peach wood sword shook violently. Although it was not destroyed, Luo Feng's arms and skin were torn and blood entered the pillar.

In just less than three breaths, Luo Feng's mouth of blood rushes out of his mouth, and his whole body flew out of the town under the impact of the blue dragon.

More than ten seconds later, the mountains thousands of meters away from the town made a loud roar, and the sword energy in the sky stirred up the mountains, cutting everything.

Strong, too strong.

Feng Xiaohu looked at Ji Zhantian incredibly, who was as stance as a god, and fell into endless shock.

Such a sword is so powerful.

"Puchi!" At this moment, Ji Zhantian, who had originally looked indifferent, spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, the old man with garlic nose changed his face. He was about to step forward but was threatened by the proud Ji Zhantian in the shape of a sword.

"Get out."

The old man with garlic nose was stunned and retreated in disappointment and dared not come forward rashly.

"Go back to the Ji family headquarters first," Ji Zhantian took back his murderous intent and returned to normal.

"It seems that Ji Zhantian was seriously injured. He was seriously injured in the face of the extreme weapons, and his bloodline was backfired. The sword he just dealt with the young man was probably hurting the original power of the bloodline again."

The old man with garlic nose looked at the mountains in the distance and fell into silence.

He was able to force Ji Zhantian to use a serious sword and caused him to vomit blood. The old man with garlic nose thought that Luo Feng was not wronged to die.

......

Deep in the mountains, a canyon that was forcibly split by sword energy, and a dusty figure walked out cursingly.

"Bah," Luo Feng spit out the sand in his mouth and wiped the dust all over his face. "Oh my master, this sword is much more fierce than I thought. Fortunately, Ji Zhantian is injured.

The sword just now is probably not even half of its power."

Luo Feng sat on the ground, looking at the torn skin with his arms, which was already infected by blood.

"It's deadly," Luo Feng sighed.

In the previous battle with Di Wushuang, his injuries were recovered from the self-healing power of the Di family's bloodline. In order not to expose his strength in this battle, he would probably be even worse for Ji Zhantian's offensive.

After cleaning up the blood stains on his body, Luo Feng was afraid that Ji Zhantian would send someone to find his body, so he immediately took advantage of the darkness of the night and the wind was high to escape from the scene.

A few days later...

Luo Feng was sleeping in the open, and he appeared in Tianzhihen again.

With Luo Feng's embarrassing appearance, of course, he didn't dare to wander outside, but chose to go directly to the top of the snow-capped mountain to find Ouyang Kuang.

However, the plan could not keep up with the changes. When Luo Feng reached the top of the Snow Mountain, he found that Ouyang Kuang had left here early, and the scene was in a mess.

"It's so deadly," Luo Feng sat on the ground, with no solution for a moment.

My phone disappeared when I played with Di Wushuang. Now I can’t contact you, and I dare not run around alone.

In the sky, strong people gathered, and geniuses were climbing all over the ground. Luo Feng really didn't dare to show up casually.

In the evening, Luo Feng hid in the abandoned wooden house to avoid the wind and snow, and planned to recover his injuries in the next time.

It was another week, and Luo Feng relied on wild game and snow water to survive, and his injuries were almost recovering from the bloodline of the Di family.

At the sun set in the west afternoon that day, Luo Feng decided to go to the Tianzhihen Emperor Capital to inquire about the current situation, and find a way to buy a mobile phone, and contact Caiyun with a mobile phone first.

It was getting dark.

Luo Feng's embarrassing appearance was so eye-catching. Luo Feng used the Yin-Yang Making Art to change his appearance, first bought a clean set of clothes, and then went to the nearby teahouse to sit down.

Soon Luo Feng heard some information about some of the recent issues he was interested in.

First of all, Ji Zhantian. Ji Zhantian was sent back to the Ji family headquarters by his ally thirty-six tribes, and began to retreat to recuperate.

And the latest progress has also been made on the matter of Jidao weapons.

Among the three top families in the northern region, the Ji family, Miller clan, and Claire's leader, led various forces to chase and kill the "Rise of Stars" carrying the weapons of the extreme."

Xingtong was chased out of the Northern Region. It was originally a gathering of powerful people from the three major families, Xingtong and others had no hope of escaping.

But who would have thought that a mysterious rune sorcerer turned the world around and took Xingtong, Jidao weapons and others through the void.

Luo Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Xing Tong was safe and sound.

"It's fine, it's fine," Luo Feng took a sip of tea and then got up and headed out of the teahouse.

Avoiding the street, Luo Feng got into the alley.

But at this moment, a person appeared in front of her, wearing armor and a slim figure looming, and was about to come out. She was holding a white steel sword in her hand and blocked her way, her voice was cold and a little ambiguous.
Chapter completed!