Chapter 1493 Death and Dream, Fire Cloud Sword Master!

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Two ancient monster cages appeared behind Luo Feng, standing tall in the sky, looking down on the world, with a domineering and fierce aura, causing the surrounding space to begin to distort...

Pushing the monster form technique and the general trend to the limit, Luo Feng's heart is like a rock, he no longer fears, he fully stimulates the true energy in his body, and unleashes the "Chenglongchuangtiandao" derived from the four-style sword technique of the Sixiang Wujidao .

boom!

As the blade slashed down, Luo Feng's furious energy formed substantial ripples, sweeping away all the swords within a hundred steps around, and four saber auras of different colors appeared, immediately condensing into a huge blade shadow, imposing Infinity, slashed fiercely at the peerless sword that flew over.

Immediately afterwards.

The peerless sword collided with the huge knife shadow, and with a loud noise, the whole world seemed to start to vibrate. The collision of the two powerful forces caused the vitality of the world to be in chaos, and a shock wave like a tsunami spread out. Swept in all directions.

Boom boom boom boom...

The air oscillated, and where the shock wave passed, the swords on the ground shattered one after another, and the earth collapsed layer by layer.

boom!

Luo Feng was hit by the shock wave, and he let out a muffled grunt. He felt his internal organs were disorganized, and he had the urge to vomit blood.

On the opposite side, Mu Qingxue cut away the energy that was coming, her eyes fixed on Luo Feng, the expression in her pupils changed, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and her wrist flicked.

Chi!

A cold light suddenly appeared, and a sword light was like lightning, piercing through the void, and came to Luo Feng in an instant.

"Xia Lei falls to the sky!"

Although he knew that it was absolutely impossible to block this sword, it was not Luo Feng's style to sit still and wait for death, so he reluctantly took a mouthful of his true energy and used the Sixiang Wuji Saber again.

As soon as the knife light appeared, it was immediately pierced by the sword energy. Luo Feng had no power to resist, and his whole body was swallowed by the sword energy.

"It's over!"

A thought flashed through Luo Feng's mind.

thump thump...

The figure retreated again and again,

Luo Feng fell on his back and hurriedly supported the ground with his palm.

"I'm not dead?"

After regaining his senses, Luo Feng saw the situation in front of him clearly, his face was extremely astonished.

The bloody setting sun and the boundless sea of ​​swords all disappeared without a trace, and he returned to the platform where he entered the sword tomb.

The sword tomb disciples around were talking to each other in low voices, Yue Haitang was close to Mu Qingxue, with faint tears on her face, Mu Qingxue stood beside her with a smile on her face, watching Yue Haitang with eyes full of love and compassion Su Zhuyun and Jiang Fengfeng in the back got together and talked in a low voice, and Jiang Fengfeng's crisp laughter sounded from time to time.

"what happened……"

For a moment, Luo Feng was shocked beyond measure, and his heart was full of doubts. Everything in front of him still maintained the appearance before he entered the boundless sword sea, even Liu Yun on the edge of the platform was still in the same position as before.

The bloody setting sun, the boundless sea of ​​swords, and the death of Mu Qingxue, seemed like a dream.

"Luo Feng, what's wrong with you? Could it be that you were injured when you entered the sword tomb just now."

Yue Haitang saw Luo Feng fell down in vain, her face turned blue, she hurried over, with a worried expression on her face.

Mu Qingxue came over, "Where is the injury? I'll send someone to take you to heal."

"Luo Feng, are you okay?" Jiang Fengfeng and Su Zhuyun also followed.

Luo Feng looked at Mu Qingxue, but he couldn't notice anything. He took a deep breath, calmed down, shook his head and said, "I'm fine, I was just careless for a while, and I made you worry."

"Really all right?"

Yue Haitang helped Luo Feng up, but she was still a little worried, Jiang Fengfeng and the others looked puzzled.

Although it is said that horses stumble and people stumble, Luo Feng, as a warrior in the late stage of the True Yuan Realm, should not fall carelessly.

Moreover, Luo Feng's expression just now was as if he had seen something terrible. It was the first time they had seen Luo Feng so ugly after spending so long with him.

"I accidentally fell down."

"He's clearly a warrior of the True Yuan Realm, it's too embarrassing."

Those sword tomb disciples all smiled when they heard Luo Feng's words, and there were some mocking voices in the crowd.

Luo Feng didn't care about the gossip, he patted his clothes, and smiled at Yue Haitang: "It's really fine, I was lost in thought just now. I haven't congratulated you on your mother and son reunion yet."

Yue Haitang's heart fell to the ground, she looked at Mu Qingxue cautiously, and said with a blushing smile, "It's all thanks to you, Luo Feng."

On the side, Mu Qingxue's lips curled into a faint smile, but when her eyes fell on Luo Feng, a strange color flashed in the depths of her pupils.

"Hehe, as a martial artist in the True Yuan Realm, it's really ridiculous to fall carelessly. Therefore, a swordsman is a swordsman, just a reckless man with brute force."

At this moment, a sneer came from behind the crowd, and the ridicule in the words was undisguised.

Luo Feng frowned slightly, and looked back.

The crowd parted, and several figures walked in.

The white-faced boy in front of the crowd was Yuan Kong whom he had seen before, and the round-faced girl next to him was Lin Yin.

Between the two was an old man with white hair and childlike face, wearing a fiery red robe. His face was like burning coals, as if he was drunk, and his somewhat cloudy eyes revealed extremely sharp eyes. Wherever he looked, the air in the whole space seemed to be They are all solidified and domineering.

"Meet the Fire Cloud Sword Master!"

"Meet the Fire Cloud Sword Master!"

The sword tomb disciples nearby saw the old man in the fire robe and immediately paid homage to him, showing his unusual identity.

The old man known as Huoyun Sword Master nodded slightly, and led Yuan Kong and his party until Luo Feng and others stopped.

Lin Yin's injury was not healed, her face was still a little pale, she felt extremely resentful towards Luo Feng who injured her, she glanced at Luo Feng coldly, echoed Yuan Kong and said: "Senior brother is very right. Swordsmen are a group of simple-minded people. Seniors, never enter the stream!"

Yue Haitang's eyes were slightly cold: "You said that Luo Feng is not popular, and you were defeated by him, so what are you?"

Everyone was in an uproar, and many sword tomb disciples looked at Lin Yin.

Lin Yin's face turned pale, and there was an abnormal blush on her pale face, she clenched her fists in anger, but she couldn't refute Yue Haitang's words. She was indeed defeated by Luo Feng just now, and she was even powerless to fight back.

"Hmph, Junior Sister was defeated just now because of her careless miss. If Senior Sister Shuanghua hadn't stopped him just now, he would have been defeated by my sword a long time ago, and he couldn't survive three moves." Yuan Kong said in a deep voice.

"Yeah?"

Luo Feng's eyes flickered slightly, looked at Yuan Kong, and said coldly: "Should we try it now. I'm afraid the one who can't go through the three moves will be you."

"Presumptuous, there is no place for you to talk here!"

The red-faced old man known as the Fire Cloud Sword Master was furious, and the scorching hot breath leaked from him, and the flowing clouds around the platform evaporated in an instant.

Chi!

The Fire Cloud Swordmaster raised his finger.

The hot air surged, and a fiery red sword energy instantly appeared, with an incomparably terrifying scorching aura, piercing through the void and rushing towards Luo Feng.

At this moment, Luo Feng felt an incomparably scorching breath rushing toward his face, as if his whole body's vital energy was about to be ignited.

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