Ji Zhantian held the sword with one hand, and the sword's light suddenly surged, swirling the wind and clouds, and the overwhelming cold air shrank sharply towards the sword shape.
"Sword Qi, such strong sword Qi," Luo Feng, a seventh-level swordsman, actually had the hairs on his arms standing on end.
As if he felt the aura fluctuations of Ji Zhantian's bloodline, it was not just the bloodline of the Ji family that became restless in Luo Feng's body.
Even the pair of bloody eyes in the blood mist above the sword shape opened their eyes.
The twin bloodlines seemed to express strong dissatisfaction with Luo Feng, why not use them?
Luo Feng held the peach wood sword with both hands, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
I don't know if I'm talking to my twin bloodline with independent consciousness, or if I'm reminding myself.
"If I use blood here, the problem will definitely be bigger in the future. Besides, I also want to know how strong his serious sword is. Let's take a gamble and see?"
Without breaking or establishing, Luo Feng wanted to know how big the gap was between himself and the most talented person in the Northern Territory.
And today is the best opportunity.
If anyone knew what Luo Feng was thinking at this time, they would definitely think that he was a lunatic.
But everyone knows that Luo Feng's master is the old madman, and Luo Feng is naturally the old madman.
The things that madmen do are naturally incomprehensible to ordinary people.
At this moment, the sound of swords resounded in the sky, Ji Zhantian's eyes suddenly opened, and two rays of cold light shot out.
Following Ji Zhantian's low roar, the sword fell with the potential to cut through the heaven and the earth.
Suddenly the floor of the entire town shook, and with a dragon roar, the blue dragon emerged from the sword energy and headed towards Luo Feng, who was swaying in the strong wind in the distance, with the attitude of an absolute god king.
"Brother Xiaoshan," seeing such a shocking sword strike, Feng Xiaohu was so frightened that his legs almost collapsed, and he couldn't help but worry about Qi Luo Feng's life or death.
But his voice was swallowed up in the storm, and how could Luo Feng in the storm be in the mood to care about anything else.
Holding the sword with both hands, under the special breathing rhythm of the Ben Lei Breathing Method, the blue and golden breath of Qi Sea surged violently and began to flow towards Luo Feng's 360 veins network.
"Roar!"
The blue dragon let out a deafening roar that made Luo Feng's soul tremble, and it reached the top of Luo Feng's head in an instant.
"Come!" Luo Feng was not afraid, the blood in his body surged, and with a roar, he activated the peach wood sword to stab the blue dragon.
A sword cry exploded in the sky, and the blue-gold air flow in the sky surrounded the mahogany sword, bursting out with dazzling light.
This move is Luo Feng's most used move, "The Eighth Move of Twelve Sword Boxes: Cross Cutting Steel Flash!"
"boom!"
The two sword intents intertwined in the small town, and the terrifying wind pressure swallowed the town instantly, as if the end of the world was coming.
"Grass!" Luo Feng's arms were torn instantly, and blood spurted out.
The blue 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 mahogany sword shook violently. Although it was not destroyed, the skin of Luo Feng's arms tore and blood flowed into the pillars.
In less than three breaths, Luo Feng had a mouthful of blood pouring out of his mouth, and his entire body flew out of the town under the impact of the blue blue dragon.
Ten seconds later, the mountains thousands of meters away from the town roared loudly, and sword energy surged through the mountains, cutting everything.
Strong, too strong.
Feng Xiaohu looked at Ji Zhantian who looked like a god in disbelief, and fell into endless shock.
The power of this sword is so terrifying.
"Pfft!" At this moment, Ji Zhantian, who was originally indifferent, spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The garlic-nosed old man's expression changed drastically when he saw this, and when he was about to step forward, he was threatened by the arrogant Ji Zhantian with a sword.
"Go away."
The garlic-nosed old man was startled and backed away angrily, no longer daring to step forward rashly.
"Go back to the Ji family headquarters first," Ji Zhantian retracted his murderous intent and returned to normal.
"It seems that Ji Zhantian was seriously injured. He was seriously injured when facing the extreme weapons, and his bloodline was affected by the backlash. The sword he just used against me may have damaged the original power of his bloodline again."
The garlic-nosed old man looked at the mountains in the distance and fell into silence.
Being able to force Ji Zhantian to use his sword seriously and cause him to vomit blood, the garlic-nosed old man thought that Luo Feng died unjustly.
... ...
Deep in the mountains, a canyon was forcibly split open by the sword energy, and a gray-faced figure came out cursing.
"Bah," Luo Feng spit out the sand in his mouth and wiped the dirt on his face, "Sir, this sword is much more powerful than I thought. Fortunately, Ji Zhantian was injured. That sword strike just now probably didn’t even have half of its power.”
Luo Feng slumped on the ground, looking at the torn skin on his arms, already stained with blood.
"It's terrible," Luo Feng sighed.
In the previous battle with Di Wushuang, his injuries had been fully recovered due to the self-healing power of the Di clan's bloodline. In order not to expose his strength in this battle, Ji Zhantian's offensive was forced to endure, which would probably make matters worse.
After cleaning the blood stains on his body, Luo Feng was afraid that Ji Zhantian would send someone to find his body, so he fled the scene in the dark and windy night.
A few days later...
Luo Feng slept in the open air and appeared in Tianzhihen again.
With Luo Feng's embarrassed appearance, of course he didn't dare to hang around outside, but chose to go directly to the top of the snow mountain to find Ouyang Kuang.
However, the plan could not keep up with the change. When Luo Feng reached the top of the snow mountain, he discovered that Ouyang Kuang had left here early and the scene was in a mess.
"It's fatal," Luo Feng collapsed on the ground, without any countermeasures for a moment.
The mobile phone disappeared long ago during the fight with Di Wushuang, and now he can't be contacted, and he doesn't dare to run around alone.
In Tianzhihen, strong men gathered and geniuses crawled all over the place, but Luo Feng really didn't dare to show up casually.
At night, Luo Feng took shelter from the wind and snow in an abandoned wooden house, and planned to recover from his injuries in the next time.
After another week, Luo Feng relied on game meat and snow water to survive, and his injuries were almost recovered due to the Di family's blood.
At sunset that afternoon, Luo Feng decided to go to Tianzhihen Imperial Capital to inquire about the current situation. He also tried to find a way to buy a mobile phone and contact Caiyun who had a mobile phone.
It was dark.
Luo Feng's embarrassment attracted too much attention. Luo Feng used the Yin-Yang Art to change his appearance. He first bought a set of clean clothes and then went to sit down at a nearby teahouse.
Soon Luo Feng heard the surrounding people mentioning some recent information that he was interested in.
The first was Ji Zhantian. Ji Zhantian was sent back to the Ji family headquarters by his ally Thirty-Six Tribes Fengshi Tribe, and began to retreat to recuperate.
There have also been recent developments regarding the Yakuza weapons.
The three top families in the Northern Territory, the Ji family, the Miller family, and the leader of Claire, led various forces to pursue the "Rising Star Organization" carrying the ultimate weapons.
Xingtong was chased out of the Northern Territory. With the strong men from the three major families gathered together, Xingtong and others had no hope of escape.
But who would have thought that a mysterious rune warlock would turn things around and take Star Boy, Ji Dao Weapons and others through the void.
Luo Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Xingtong was safe and sound.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay," Luo Feng took a sip of tea, then stood up and walked out of the teahouse.
Avoiding the street, Luo Feng got into the alley.
But at this moment, a person appeared head-on, wearing armor, with a slim figure looming, ready to come out. She blocked the way with a white stainless steel sword in her hand, her voice was cold and a little ambiguous.
"I knew you were in Tianzhihen. I've sent people here to look for you for a long time, and you finally showed up."
