Chapter 1013: The Duel Between the Desolate Clan and the Swordsman

Huh!

Luo Feng was dealing with the crowd, suddenly stopped talking, and looked around to the southern sky.

Seeing him, the other people nearby looked different, and they all raised their heads and looked in the same direction.

In the southern sky, a huge blood-colored horse pierced through the clouds and melted the air. Like a huge blood-colored knife light, it shot through the clouds.

This person's cultivation base should be higher than mine!

Luo Feng has a strong sense of perception. Although the two sides are still tens of miles apart, he has roughly judged the strength of the person coming from the boiling vitality of the world. He said to Luo Ying and the others:

"You come to me."

Seeing Luo Feng's solemn expression, Luo Ying knew that the matter was serious, so she immediately brought Zi Ling closer.

brush!

The blood-colored horse practiced extremely fast, covering a distance of thousands of meters in the blink of an eye. Within a few breaths, he was already less than a few miles away from everyone, and a figure could be faintly seen wrapped in it.

Luo Feng took a closer look and saw the other person's appearance clearly. He was a burly middle-aged man, wearing brocade clothes, with black brows and glaring eyes. His eyes were piercing astonishingly. He held a bloody sword in his hand. The meaning spread out, but there was a bit of anger on his face.

Hey!

Before everyone could be surprised, a sharp cry came from the sky behind the middle-aged swordsman, and the sound formed a substantial sound wave, sweeping away the clouds in a radius of several miles.

"ah!"

There were screams in the caravan, and several ordinary servants covered their ears, screamed, and spurted blood from their mouths.

Zi Ling's face was as pale as paper, apparently also affected by the sound waves.

Luo Feng frowned, and with a wave of his hand, a vitality shield protected Zi Ling and several warriors whose cultivation base was below the sixth level of the Chakra Realm, and at the same time he was secretly shocked in his heart: Such a powerful sound strike technique, what kind of monster is this!

Crash!

At this time, the sky suddenly darkened, and a huge demon eagle appeared several miles behind the middle-aged swordsman.

The demon eagle is purple-black all over, with a single horn growing on its head.

You can see traces of purple lightning flashing on it, and the wings spread more than 100 meters, covering the sky and the sun. Every time it flaps, it can cause bursts of small whirlwinds, changing the color of the wind and clouds, and the speed is incredible.

"This... this is the Zidian unicorn, a ninth-level intermediate monster!"

A martial artist saw the demon eagle from a distance, his face paled in shock, and his voice trembled slightly.

Everyone has not had time to be surprised.

Sudden--

Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho...

There were bursts of earth-shattering roars, and the ground shook. The horses were all frightened and knelt on the ground, looking ahead in fear.

Below the demon eagle, there was a cloud of dust and smoke, and two demon wolves rushed towards it.

The monster wolf is four or five meters high, with blue scales growing all over its body, and its eyes are blood red. Every time it flies, it is hundreds of meters away, shaking the ground to crack horrible cracks, and the smelly breath comes out from its mouth, and the nearby grass withers instantly. It is obviously highly toxic.

"Ninth level primary monster, cloud python wolf!"

Luo Feng was also taken aback. Although there were many monsters in the Northwest Plain, most of them were low-level monsters, and five-level monsters rarely appeared. Now three nine-level monsters appeared at the same time. When it came to Yaoying, it couldn't help but froze slightly.

Standing on the head of the demon eagle is a young woman. Her facial features are carved with knives, she looks heroic and powerful. She is wearing a short animal skin skirt. Her fiery figure makes one wonder that the animal skin seems to be cracked at any time. At this moment, she has a pair of beautiful eyes Looking at the middle-aged swordsman in front of him, his face was full of anger.

"The Desolate Race in the Southern Forest!"

Seeing the woman, Luo Feng raised his eyebrows, and immediately understood why three level nine monsters appeared at the same time.

"Lei Ying, stop him!"

The young woman looked at the middle-aged swordsman, and uttered a cold sentence from her mouth.

Hey!

The demon eagle seemed to understand human nature. With a long whistle, its wings spread out with all its strength, and traces of purple lightning flashed on its feathers, and it slammed forward.

Hoo hoo...

In an instant, a strong wind blew up, and between the sky and the earth, a purple-blue whirlwind tens of meters high appeared, chasing after the middle-aged swordsman in front. Wherever it passed along the way, the ground cracked, like an earthquake, making people a little unstable.

The hurricane was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was about to overtake the middle-aged warrior in front.

"roll!"

The middle-aged swordsman was furious, stopped his figure, blood boiled all over his body, the precious sword slashed in the air, and the dazzling sword aura was tens of meters long, like pulling a bloody curtain in the sky.

Pooh!

The blade light slashed fiercely on the hurricane, cutting the violent air flow, reducing the blade energy by more than half, and suddenly slashed in the direction of the caravan. The sharp air split the ground in two, and the cut was as smooth as mirror.

Looking at the flying sword light, everyone in the caravan turned pale. This is a sword from a warrior in the late stage of the Spiritual Spin Realm Ninth Level. Even if the power has dropped by more than half, it is enough to kill most of them in an instant.

Luo Feng frowned slightly, and was about to make a move.

At this time, the young woman in the sky raised her eyebrows, put her slender fingers on her red lips, and blew a sharp whistle.

brush! brush!

The air was distorted, and two huge figures appeared in front of the caravan. It was the cloud python wolf who rushed over, opened its mouth and screamed, and directly bit the bloody knife into pieces.

clap clap...

The sound of weapons falling to the ground sounded. Looking at the two cloud python wolves exuding a gloomy aura and the terrifying cut marks in front, many people in the caravan were so scared that their faces turned pale and they couldn't hold their weapons steadily.

The middle-aged swordsman ignored the people on the ground, glared at the woman of the Desolate race, and said in a deep voice:

"Purple Eagle Girl, you chased me here from the Southern Forest. I think you are a womanizer so I don't care about you. This is no longer your Southern Forest area. If you don't stop, don't blame me for being cruel."

"This person turned out to be an evil knife." Luo Ying showed a bit of surprise on his face.

Luo Feng asked: "Do you know him?"

Luo Ying nodded, and said: "Xie Dao is one of the most famous swordsmen in our Liu Yunling. Although he is not a warrior of the True Yuan Realm, his strength is at the top level among the fighters of the Spiritual Revolution Realm. However, this man's tricks are not right. , regards human life as worthless, kills as soon as it is said, and does not know how many lives are in hand, it is very dangerous."

"That's right. In the early years, Xie Dao was a disciple of Yuangang Palace. Later, he went out to do missions and fight for benefits, and killed his fellow disciples. In the end, he failed because of a gangster passing by. He was also expelled from the palace. Golden Palace."

"He actually shot and killed his fellow disciples!"

"Shh, keep your voice down. Xie Dao has an impermanent personality, and he hates Yuangang Temple the most in his life. If he hears these words, all of us will die."

"Well, I was careless..."

Those who knew Xie Dao nearby were talking to each other in low voices.

Luo Feng took a look at Xie Dao, then withdrew his gaze, and said in his heart: It is indeed very strong. Although it is only a late stage of the ninth level of the Spiritual Spinning Realm, the fluctuation of vitality is like a vast river. If I fight this person alone, even if I use the demon form The odds of winning will not exceed 40%.

Thoughts flashed, Luo Feng told Luoying and the others: "Stay by my side and don't act rashly."

This is a flat plain with a wide field of vision. If you leave rashly, it will not be a good thing if you attract the attention of the two opponents. If only Luo Feng was alone, he would have the confidence to retreat completely, but it is not easy to protect Luo Ying and the others in front of a master like Xie Dao.

In the sky, the woman of the Desolate race known as Purple Eagle Girl giggled and sneered when she heard Xie Dao's words:

"Xie Dao, in order to seize the treasure of the secret realm, you actually hurt my people. If you don't pay a price, you don't want to leave."

"Thunderhawk!"

Without any more nonsense, the woman from the Desolate Race sneered coldly, and then an eagle's cry pierced the sky. The demon eagle's body was boiling with purple light, its wings shook, and its body pierced through the air, shooting towards the evil knife. The demonic energy turned into a cloud of purple clouds, in which lightning and light dissipated, and the power was astonishing.

"Shame on your face, I want you to be buried here today!"

Xie Dao's eyebrows twitched, and the tiger's eyes contained endless anger. With a roar, a dazzling fire rushed from his body, red as the sun, dyeing a large area of ​​the sky red, hot air billowing, and the grass below burned automatically, turning into ashes.

brush!

Xie Dao held the treasured saber high with both hands, and slashed down with one stroke.

Boom boom boom boom...

It was obviously a fall, but it gave people a sense of endless power, and the red saber light crushed heavily towards the woman of the Desolate tribe.

The woman from the Desolate race raised her eyebrows, and the wings of the monster eagle under her seat suddenly folded, and the purple monster energy formed three huge vortexes, blocking the front.

next moment!

Boom!

Dazzling purple and red light erupted, and immediately, thunder and loud noises exploded, shaking the surrounding space endlessly.

Xie Dao is a warrior in the late stage of the Ninth Level of the Spiritual Spinning Realm, while the Purple Lightning One-horned Eagle is only a ninth-level intermediate monster. The three purple vortexes lasted for only a moment before they were wiped out by the light of the sword. woman.

Facing the incoming knife light, the Zidian unicorn screamed, and suddenly raised its body to protect the Desolate woman.

Clang!

Dao Guang stood on the Purple Electric One-horned Eagle, and the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, thousands of sparks burst out, and the Purple Electric One-horned Eagle and the woman from the Desolate Race were sent flying out at the same time.

call out!

In mid-air, the woman from the Desolate race blew a whistle.

Roar! Roar!

The two cloud python wolves roared, and the huge figures flew out, just in time to appear under the Desolate woman.

Turning over, the woman of the Desolate race stood firmly on top of a cloud python wolf, with her hands folded in front of her chest, her hair flying, her cold gaze fell on Xie Dao's body.

"superior!"

brush! brush!

Without any hesitation, the cloud python wolf's eyes glowed fiercely, and his figure flew by, his speed increased several times in an instant, and he appeared beside Xie Dao, and he opened his mouth and sprayed out two pillars of cyan vitality.

The pillar of vitality exuded a cold aura. Wherever it passed, the grass withered and the ground was corroded into two shocking gullies.

Xie Dao's brows sank, and he suddenly held the handle of the knife with both hands, his whole body was full of vitality, and the blade pointed downward.

"Big Day Sword Qi!"

hum...

Dazzling flames erupted from the edge of the blade, like a round of scorching sun, and countless red saber auras slashed out in all directions layer by layer, covering a radius of one kilometer.

brush!

The two pillars of vitality were cut into pieces and disappeared invisible, and the two cloud python wolves and the woman of the Desolate race were enveloped by the saber energy.

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