Chapter 1506 Winning Streak!

puff!

Standing up unsteadily, the blue-clothed disciple spat out a mouthful of blood, looked up at Luo Feng, his pale face turned livid, and his eyes were extremely unwilling.

He still has a unique move that he hasn't used, and he hasn't even had time to use his sword intent, yet he is defeated, how reconciled!

It's just that, just now, he forcibly raised his energy to use his sword skills, and was blown away by Luo Feng's punch at a critical moment, which hurt his lungs. It is obviously unrealistic to continue fighting.

The victory and defeat have been divided.

Gritting his teeth, the blue-clothed disciple clasped his fists at Luo Feng, and flung himself off the sword-asking platform in extreme shame.

Sword Master Xingyun looked at Luo Feng with beautiful eyes.

Just now she almost lost Luo Feng's whereabouts. Not only did the other party have good lightness kungfu, but he must also have practiced a secret method to hide his breath, so that he could do such a surprisingly difficult attack.

Of course, the outcome of this duel was too child's play, and it was more due to the carelessness of the disciple in blue, who couldn't see anything more.

After the disciple in blue was defeated, many sword tomb disciples present, including many sword masters, looked very unhappy.

No matter what the reason is, it is not a glorious thing for the same disciples of the Sword Tomb, and the brothers of the same sect to lose to a swordsman, and to lose so badly.

For a moment, everyone was ready to move.

"I'll fight you!"

With a long cry, a tall silver swordsman flew up to the sword-questioning stage. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and his cultivation was at the peak of the eighth level of the True Yuan Realm. As soon as he entered the sword-questioning stage, his cultivation was immediately suppressed to the early stage of the eighth level of the True Yuan Realm. , on the same level as Luo Feng.

Disciple Gao Da and the blue-clothed disciple just now belonged to Yuhua Peak disciples of Baijian Peak. Seeing his junior brother's disastrous defeat, he naturally couldn't bear this tone, and wanted to avenge his junior brother and save face for Yuhua Peak.

hum!

As soon as he stepped onto the sword questioning platform, the tall disciple immediately released his sword intent. With the blessing of 80% of the sword intent, the silver plume sword in his hand groaned softly, and the strong sharpness permeated the air, shining with a compelling cold light. Tearing the surrounding air.

Unleashing his sword intent, the tall disciple stared at Luo Feng with a pair of tiger eyes: "Don't think that you will still be as lucky as before. Just now Junior Brother Qin lost to you carelessly, I want to get it back for him!"

What he meant,

If the blue-clothed disciple just now hadn't been careless, Luo Feng would not be an opponent at all.

Hearing what disciple Gao said, Jiang Fengfeng shook her head slightly.

When she fought Luo Feng back then, her cultivation level was a head higher than Luo Feng's, and her sword intent had also been promoted to the Dacheng state, so she was no match. On the sword arena, if the cultivation base cannot prevail, the result can be imagined.

She thought so, but the other sword tomb disciples didn't think so. From their point of view, Luo Feng's victory in the previous battle was entirely due to good luck.

But now, this good luck has obviously come to an end.

The swordsman who displays his sword intent is the real swordsman.

"Let's do it!"

Luo Feng had no expression on his face, his indifferent gaze was extremely provocative in the eyes of the tall disciple.

"Okay, take my move, Qinghong Line!"

With a roar, the tall disciple's gaze was so sharp that when he moved his footsteps, he followed the sword, and the sword drew out a sharp blue trail, and instantly came to Luo Feng. Looking from a distance, there was an extra line The huge blue rainbow wanted to penetrate Luo Feng.

"cut!"

The Diyan Potian Knife was unsheathed in an instant, and Luo Feng merged into a wisp of momentum on the knife, holding the knife with one hand, and slashing out with one blow.

Boom!

The thunder exploded, and there were bursts of creaking and creaking sounds in the void, which was the sound of broken sword intent.

oh?

Sword Master Xingyun's gaze brightened slightly.

"How is it possible, his general power is comparable to my sword intent, why is it so powerful!"

The tall disciple turned pale with shock, but he was not surprised for long, because the sword energy had been completely wiped out by the light of Xue Liang's sword, and he slashed towards this side with an unstoppable momentum.

"This is impossible!" The tall warrior gritted his teeth and let out an angry roar. The true energy in his body was stimulated to the limit, he held the sword in both hands, and slashed out with the sword.

"Flying Feather Liuhua!"

Chi!

The sword slashed, and a sword qi that looked like blue wings flew out, turning into countless cyan qi in the air, pulling out thin blue lines in the void, and shooting out overwhelmingly, like a cyan aura. rainstorm.

boo boo boo...

Dao Guang broke into the cyan rainstorm, crushing the tall disciple all the way, and finally couldn't bear the wear and tear, completely collapsed and disappeared.

"Not bad, give me another trick!"

Finally blocking Luo Feng's slashing attack, before the tall disciple had time to breathe a sigh of relief, a voice suddenly descended from the sky, and when he looked up, he couldn't help but turn pale with shock.

From the moment he stepped onto the Sword Asking Stage, Luo Feng had no intention of hiding his strength. He was in mid-air, his body was shaken, and the mighty waves of true energy spread out, and golden flames shot up into the sky, covering a large area of ​​the sky. Among the golden flames, he stepped down like a golden god of war.

"Burning Heaven Monarch Step!"

Boom...

As the footsteps pressed down, the air on the sword-questioning platform exploded layer by layer, and the tall warrior felt as if a mountain was pressing on his body, getting heavier and heavier, his legs trembled uncontrollably, and he even felt a little unstable in standing.

"Qinghong Line!"

Knowing that this blow was no small matter, the tall warrior's face became fierce, and he desperately raised his sword intent to the limit, and raised his sword, and the extremely condensed blue sword energy rushed out with endless sharpness.

rumbling...

As soon as the two forces came into contact, the air on the sword-questioning stage immediately boiled like boiling water, violently oscillating, and rippled.

brush!

Luo Feng's figure flashed, and his footsteps landed as steady as a rock.

At this moment, there was no sound in the entire Sword Asking Stage, it was incredibly quiet.

Opposite Luo Feng, the tall warrior still maintained the posture of charging forward with his sword.

However, his right leg was half-kneeling on the ground, the upper sleeves of his arms were completely shattered, the skin of his arms was cracked, blood was flowing, even blood was flowing from his mouth and nose, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

There is no doubt that this battle is still won by Luo Feng!

"We lost again!"

"What's the matter with this Luo Feng, his general power is obviously only at the eighth level realm, how come Senior Brother Gao's eightfold sword intent has no power to resist in front of his general power."

"I don't understand either, maybe it's because of his great sword skills."

"We have lost two games in a row. If this continues, the situation is not good. Is it really necessary to let him enter the sword mound?"

"Where is this? Qin Li and the others haven't achieved great sword intent. Among the Silver Sword Envoys, they rank only in the middle and lower ranks. Losing to Luo Feng is nothing. If the Hundred Sword Masters agree to let him enter the sword mound, he must at least It is only possible to defeat the high-ranking silver swordsman. Otherwise, don't even think about it."

"That's right. You see, many senior brothers and sisters can't sit still. As long as they make a move, this Luo Feng will be at the end."

"Didn't Yuan Kong have a feud with Luo Feng? Why didn't he make a move? I don't want to see this Luo Feng being arrogant anymore."

The sword tomb disciples present were discussing a lot, and they were all a little bit dissatisfied with Luo Feng's two victories.

Sitting on the high platform.

"I didn't expect this Luo Feng to have some strength." A young golden swordsman who was standing with Mingfeng glanced at Luo Feng and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The Tsing Yi disciple next to him snorted coldly: "It's true that he has some strength, but that's all. If he faces a high-ranking silver swordsman at Uehara Sora's level, he will only end up in a disastrous defeat."

At this time, Mingfeng, who had been silent all this time, suddenly opened his eyes: "Lin Xiaofeng, you'd better not be too optimistic. His strength should be far beyond this level. Yuan Kong may not be able to defeat him."

The Tsing Yi disciple named Lin Xiaofeng flicked his fingers, looked at Luo Feng, and smiled faintly:

"Mingfeng, you think him too highly. You should also know that the high-ranking silver swordsman has already achieved great sword intent. His strength is completely different from that of the low-ranking silver swordsman. His strength is placed on the silver sword. At best, it can reach the middle level..."

On the other side of the auditorium.

Huoyun Sword Master raised his eyebrows, and his face became like burning coals because of his anger. He turned his head and hummed to a beautiful woman in white with a cold temperament:

"Sword Master Yuhua, you Yuhua Peak disciples are getting worse and worse! Even a mundane swordsman can't do anything about it."

The woman in white is the master of Yuhua Peak, one of the hundred sword masters, and the two silver sword envoys who lost to Luo Feng just now are her disciples of Yuhua Peak.

Sword Master Yu Hua was already in a bad mood because of the successive defeats of his disciples, but when he heard Sword Master Huo Yun's words, his expression immediately turned cold, and he said in a cold voice:

"Sword Master Huoyun, I don't need you to teach me as a disciple of Yuhua Peak. You are so confident, why don't you send your disciples to the Sword Asking Platform? Could it be that you dare not?"

Sword Master Huoyun's eyes widened, and he immediately laughed: "I, a disciple of Huoyun Peak, am not afraid of the sky and the earth, and I am not as cowardly as you Yuhua Peak disciples."

Yuhua Sword Master took a sip of spiritual tea, and said slowly: "Anyone can talk big."

Huoyun Sword Master's face became angry, and he turned to Yuankong and said:

"Yuan Kong, you go! Teach that Luo Feng a good lesson, remember, don't let Yuhua Sword Master down!"

Speaking of the latter, Sword Master Huoyun glanced at Sword Master Yuhua.

The Yuhua Sword Master's face turned slightly cold, but he didn't speak again.

"yes!"

Yuan Kong stood up, glanced at Luo Feng, with a sneer on his face.

Lin Yin was defeated by Luo Feng before, and the two Yuhuafeng disciples who fought against Luo Feng just now were comparable in strength to Lin Yin, so the fiasco was taken for granted, and he was not surprised by this.

The reason why he has not made a move until now is the result of repeated consideration. He wanted Luo Feng to be majestic first, and when he came on stage, he would knock him off the altar in one fell swoop!

As the saying goes, the higher you stand, the harder you fall. To do so, one is to hit Luo Feng thoroughly and make him feel ashamed in front of everyone.

Second, Yuankong wanted to prove to Mingfeng, who looked down on him, that his fire lotus sword intent!

"Mingfeng, just watch carefully! My Fire Lotus Sword Intent will surpass your Great Sun Sword Intent one day."

Yuankong glanced at Mingfeng in the distance, and secretly clenched his fists.

Taking a deep breath, Yuan Kong retracted his gaze and prepared to step onto the Sword Asking Stage.

At this time, a figure stepped forward and appeared on the sword-asking stage. It was a warrior at the eighth level of the True Yuan Realm. Wherever he passed, the air was torn apart, and the sword power revealed on his body was extremely domineering.

"This person's sword intent has already been achieved!"

Luo Feng looked at the person and raised his eyebrows.

After the previous two battles, the sword tomb disciples who were watching the battle calmed down a lot, and watched the two confronting each other on the sword-questioning stage with serious eyes.