Chapter 720: The Master Is the Master

"I see."

Luo Feng looked at the black boulder at the gate of the city, and nodded slowly.

Seeing Luo Feng's calm expression, the female swordsman moved slightly, and said:

"This boulder is a thousand-year-old cold-patterned iron under the sea. The size of a fingernail is equivalent to the weight of an adult man. It is very heavy. It is not easy for a chakra-level ninth-level warrior to move this thousand-year-old cold-patterned iron."

"It's no wonder that warrior just now couldn't shake it. He should be an eighth-level Chakra Realm warrior." Luo Feng nodded.

Seeing that Luo Feng was not moved at all, the female swordsman finally couldn't help but asked curiously: "Aren't you worried at all?"

Before Luo Feng answered, Yanhu approached beside him, and smiled at the female swordsman: "Should you be worried about that piece of thousand-year-old cold-patterned iron?"

"Worried about millennium cold pattern iron?"

The female swordsman's pretty face showed a trace of doubt, but she didn't understand what it meant.

"You'll see right away."

Yanhu glanced at Luo Feng, laughed out loud, and stopped explaining.

The flow of people continued to walk towards the city gate, each displaying their own martial arts, attacking the thousand-year-old cold-pattern iron, most of them were unable to shake the thousand-year-old cold-pattern iron, and had no choice but to leave.

"Let's go in."

Seeing that they were almost in line, Luo Feng said to Yanhu and the female swordsman.

When they walked to the gate of the city, they noticed the two red Yanli tigers following Yanhu, and were immediately attracted by their nearby eyesight.

"Move this thousand-year-old cold-patterned iron one step away before entering the city!"

The guard captain's sharp gaze swept across the three of them, and finally landed on Luo Feng.

"Hahaha... Interesting, I'll come first!"

Yanhu laughed loudly, squeezed his fist, walked to the thousand-year-old cold pattern iron, and grabbed it with one hand.

hum!

The thousand-year-old cold-patterned iron, which was nearly two people tall, was lifted up by Yanhu with one hand, exuding a ferocious aura from his whole body.

"Too light..."

shook his head,

With Yanhu's hand, the ground under his feet immediately split into cracks, and the thousand-year-old cold pattern iron flew out through the air with the sound of breaking wind, flying nearly ten feet high in the air.

"ah!"

"Go back!"

"retreat!"

The people nearby were startled by Yanhu's behavior and exclaimed, even the captain of the guard who was standing next to him had a look of vigilance.

This thousand-year-old cold-grained iron is heavier than a thousand junctures. If it falls from such a high place, even the third-level warriors of the Spiritual Spinning Realm will be smashed into meatloaf in an instant.

For a moment, everyone retreated one after another, looking flustered.

call out!

The thousand-year-old cold-patterned iron flew up to more than thirty feet in the air, whistling down, and the sound of the wind it brought was sharp and ear-piercing.

boom!

Under everyone's horrified and fiery eyes, Yanhu stretched out his hand, and firmly caught the huge boulder. The turbulent wind caused everyone around to squint their eyes.

"Your friend, your strength is really terrifying."

Looking at Yanhu who was catching the Millennium Cold Iron with one hand, the female swordsman licked her red lips and couldn't help but marvel.

Luo Feng smiled lightly, noncommittal, the physical strength of the Desolate Clan was already inconceivably strong, not to mention that the Yanhu can subdue the Chiyan Lihu, and its strength should exceed the fifth level of the Spiritual Spinning Realm.

"As expected of the Desolate Race, what a powerful force!"

"I was scared to death just now, I thought I was going to die."

"Me too……"

The warriors nearby were also talking about it. Thinking of the horrible scene just now, many people felt lingering fear.

But at this time, one wave is not flat, and another wave rises again.

Yanhu played with the Millennium Cold Pattern Iron for a while, lost interest, and asked the guard captain next to him, "Can I go in?"

"Can……"

The captain of the guard came back to his senses, and looked at Yanhu with some apprehension.

Yanhu looked back at Luo Feng, and grinned: "Go on!"

As soon as the words fell, Yanhu bent his knees and threw the thousand-year-old cold-patterned iron towards Luo Feng.

"Depend on!"

The nearby martial artist who had just calmed down looked at the thousand-year-old cold iron iron roaring towards him, and his expression changed drastically. The Millennium Cold Pattern Iron is as fast as lightning, if it is hit on the body this time, there will be no bones left.

And at this moment, a figure flew out.

Whoosh!

Luo Feng's figure flashed, and he came out like a ghost, his right palm pressed against the thousand-year-old cold pattern iron, and immediately stopped, his body shook slightly, and the thousand-year-old cold pattern iron, which was as fast as lightning, suddenly stopped.

boom!

The huge boulder fell to the ground, and the gravel flew.

Everyone's eyes fell on the thousand-year-old cold-patterned iron, and there was a sound of gasping all around.

There is a clear palm print on the thousand-year-old cold iron, which shows how amazing the power of the seemingly insignificant palm just now is.

"It's such a terrifying palm force, it can leave a palm print on the thousand-year-old cold-grained iron! I'm afraid this person's strength is not inferior to that of the Desolate Race!" A martial artist from the rivers and lakes who failed just now looked at the palm print, his face full of shock .

"Looking at his age, he is only sixteen or seventeen years old. With such strength, he must be an important genius. I don't know who it is."

"I haven't seen it before, I'm afraid it's a genius from another dynasty."

"Well, it should be. The duel between Yi Tian and Luo Feng is approaching, and the imperial city is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon recently. You must act cautiously in the future, and don't cause unnecessary trouble."

"Well said……"

The others looked at Luo Feng with curiosity and shock.

The female swordsman who was talking to Luo Feng just now had her eyes wide open with an incredulous look on her face.

The city guard who was in charge of the test here took a breath, looked at Qing Ling who was standing beside Luo Feng, and announced: "Under the age of fourteen, you don't need to take the test, you can go in."

"Thank you."

Luo Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to call a few people in, when Qingling suddenly tugged at the hem of his clothes, "Master, I can move that rock."

Luo Feng was startled, then smiled and said: "Then you go and try, don't force yourself."

He is also very curious about Qingling's current strength.

Qingling nodded, and walked to the front of the boulder.

Seeing someone approaching again, the voices of discussion in the vicinity gradually subsided. When they saw the figure standing in front of the boulder, which was only a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, everyone was stunned.

"What is this little girl going to do? Does she think she can move this thousand-year-old cold iron?"

"Maybe a child's joke. Don't take it seriously."

"Well, it should be like this..."

drink!

While everyone was guessing, Qingling squeezed her powder fist, gave a soft drink, and swung out her fist. Her figure was as graceful as a butterfly, light and handsome, the blue hair band on her chest fluttered in the wind, and the golden bell jingled crisply .

Boom!

The seemingly weak punch landed on the thousand-year-old cold iron, and the air suddenly exploded, and the two-person-high boulder rolled away nearly ten steps away.

"How can it be!"

The crowd around looked at Qingling in shock, and those warriors who had been eliminated just now were even more ashamed, even a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl had such strength.

Luo Feng was also taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Qing Ling to have such a powerful strength even if she hadn't awakened, enough to compete with the chakra realm ninth level warriors.

Several masters in the guards looked at each other, also unable to conceal their inner surprise.

"Master, Qingling did it!"

Pianran walked to Luo Feng's side, Qing Ling's clear eyes looked at Luo Feng, her breathing quickened slightly.

"awesome."

Luo Feng rubbed Qingling's little head, and praised, when he was Qingling's age, let alone such a big thousand-year-old cold-patterned iron, even ordinary rocks would be hard to shake.

"Thank you master."

Hearing Luo Feng's praise, Qingling's clear eyes turned into crescent moons, and a blush appeared on her small face.

After passing the test, the three entered the city smoothly under the eyes of everyone in awe.

Bitian City is indeed the imperial city of the Canglan Dynasty. As soon as he entered, Luo Feng was shocked by the scene in front of him.

In and out, majestic buildings rise from the ground. Between the buildings, there are green and blue water streams, exquisite and atmospheric stone bridges, dotted with horses, and the reflections are in the sky. In the water, the figure was swayed endlessly by the breeze, and at a glance, it was like coming to a city on the water.

"What a Xiushui is the best in the world!" Taking a deep breath, Luo Feng spit out these words.

Yanhu patted Chi Yanlihu who was squatting beside him, and looked at Luo Feng: "Feng Luo, my uncle's restaurant is in the south of the city, do you want to have a drink?"

Luo Feng glanced at the faintly visible chains under Qingling's skirt, and shook his head: "No need, I still have things to do."

"Then I'll take my leave first. I'll wait for you at Nanshan Restaurant in ten days' time! Then we'll have a hearty fight!" Yanhu said.

"good."

"Farewell! Little ones, let's go!"

Yanhu blew a whistle, turned over and rode on a red Yanli tiger, leaped, and directly crossed a river more than ten meters wide, causing a crowd of exclamations, and disappeared without a trace in a moment.

Watching Yanhu leave, Luo Feng shook his head, turned to Qingling and said, "Qingling, I'll take you to meet someone."

Hearing this, Qing Ling raised her head and looked at Luo Feng: "Is this someone Master knows?"

"Well, she saved me once. She should be able to break the chain for you."

Luo Feng nodded and said with a smile: "Besides, she is also a magic eye clan just like you."

The identity of the Qingling Demon Eye Clan cannot be known to others. There is only one person in the imperial city who can help Qingling unchain her, and that is Shadow Puppet who is also a member of the Demon Eye Clan.

"Um."

Hearing that the chains on her feet could be released, Qing Ling's eyes lit up slightly, and she hummed softly.

"By the way, I haven't told you my identity yet."

Luo Feng stopped, looked at Qingling and said with a smile: "My name is Luo Feng, and I am the number one military leader of the Southern Six Commanders this year."

"Luo Feng, Luo Feng, Qingling, Qingling, they are all two words..."

Qingling tilted her small head, murmured softly, then nodded immediately, with a slight smile on her lips.

"Aren't you surprised? One day later, I will be the one who will fight Yi Tian."

Staring at the smiling girl in front of him, Luo Feng said.

Qingling nodded, then shook her head, pulled Luo Feng's clothes, looked at Luo Feng with those clear and transparent eyes, and said seriously:

"A master is a master."

Looking at Qingling's cute appearance, Luo Feng smiled helplessly, and suddenly smelled a scent of vegetables, looked sideways, and saw a gorgeously decorated three-story restaurant next to it.

Smelling the aroma of vegetables, Luo Feng felt a little hungry, and then remembered that today, since leaving Fenyan Canyon, he hadn't eaten anything yet, so he turned to Qingling and said:

"Let's go get something to eat first."

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