Chapter 1540 The Overlord of the World, the Number One Swordsmanship in the World!

Seeming to see through Luo Feng's mind, Xuelian glanced at the fainted flying monster, and said, "I'm afraid it's because of the master's general situation."

"My trend?"

Luo Feng's mind twitched, and now he remembered that just now, when he was furious, he directly pushed the general situation with all his strength.

Xuelian found information about the general situation from her memory, and said, "The general situation is the same as the sword intent. It is the power of nothingness. The sword intent can cut through nothingness and enhance the swordsman's great attack power. The general trend can suppress nothingness. Ten thousand Evil does not invade, and it is more offensive and defensive than sword intent. Once the general momentum and sword intent are completed, they can evolve into the original image of the warrior."

Luo Feng nodded. He had already inquired about this knowledge from Jiang Fengfeng and others before. The so-called original image is the special form of general power and sword intent, usually attribute forms, such as sword intent of fire, sword intent of wind, and sword intent of water. Sword intent and so on.

Of course, in addition to the Xingtian sword intent and general trend, there are some more special existences, such as Mingfeng Dari sword intent, Lin Xiaofeng's ice and snow sword intent...

According to the different forms of the sword intent and general trend, the strength is also different. The sword intent of fire can increase the attack power of the warrior, and the sword intent of wind can increase the speed of the warrior... The sword intent of the sun contains the concept of burning, Nothing burns. The meaning of ice and snow sword contains the artistic conception of ice, and it is frozen for thousands of miles...

Raising his head and taking a look at the flying monster, Luo Feng asked Xuelian: "Xuelian, what do you think is my general mood?"

Xuelian thought of the phantom in the shape of a dragon, a trace of fear flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she shook her head slightly: "Xuelian has no information about the general situation of the master's dragon in his memory."

"Yeah?"

Luo Feng was a little disappointed. After his general success, he couldn't feel any other changes except for the increase in strength. He had asked Jiang Fengfeng and others before, but they also knew nothing about it.

Xuelian glanced at Luo Feng, and then said: "However, every time the master uses the big power, the temperament will change."

"What change?" Luo Feng asked hastily.

Xuelian frowned and thought for a while, then said: "Master's powerful roar, every word and deed has an invisible power, like a knife out of its sheath, its sharpness is exposed, it penetrates people's hearts, and people can't look directly at it. If If I can describe it in two words, it would be majestic and domineering."

"Majestic and domineering?" Luo Feng was taken aback.

Xue Lian lightly pursed her lips, "I don't know if I'm right or not, but I have such a feeling when I look directly at it. The master just now is like a real dragon.

The overlord of the world cannot be provoked by anyone. "

"Forget it, it's not a big deal."

Since he couldn't figure it out, Luo Feng didn't bother thinking about it anymore, let Xuelian kill the flying monster, and sat down cross-legged next to him.

The news of Nangong Kuo's breaking through the Yuanhai Realm caused a sudden increase in the pressure in his heart. There was only half a year left, and he was not allowed to waste any time now.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Feng calmed down and began to practice the Nine Transformations of the Dragon.

The night passed quickly, and the next day, Luo Feng and Xue Lian immediately set off early in the morning and flew out of the No Return Sword Forest.

An hour later, the sword intent emanating from the surrounding mountains became weaker and weaker, and the two came to the edge of the No Return Sword Forest.

"Out of the Sword Forest of No Return, head south all the way to the Black Dragon Dynasty where the ruins of the Puppet Gate are located."

Luo Feng took out the map he got in the sword tomb, and looked for the direction while he was on his way.

In the forest below, three figures were flying between the treacherous peaks.

The three of them, two men and one woman, all wore this silver plume sword at their waists, obviously they were all silver sword envoys from the Tomb of Swords.

"No Return Sword Forest! We haven't come back for a year, brother, let's take a rest, okay?"

The young girl in red looked at the surrounding mountains and rivers with joy in her eyes.

The strong young man in blue in front shook his head and said with a smile: "Junior Sister Yun, we must inform all the sword masters about the Nine Holy Lands' decision to start the Holy Land assessment as soon as possible. Besides, we only have half a day left before we can go back When you arrive at the Sword Tomb, don’t you want to see Master, and fellow senior brothers and sisters?”

"That's good, I'll listen to senior brother." The red-clothed girl seemed to admire the blue-clothed boy very much, so she smiled shyly and nodded.

The oldest young man in Tsing Yi looked at the two of them with a smile on his face, and was about to speak when he frowned suddenly, looked towards the mountains surrounded by clouds and mist, and said, "Someone is coming."

"Could it be Senior Brother and Senior Sister!" The red-clothed girl's eyes lit up, her face full of anticipation.

The boy in blue shrank his pupils, "No. The person in front is a swordsman!"

In the distant mountains, clouds and mist surged, and two figures flew out from the sea of ​​clouds, it was Luo Feng and Xuelian.

Luo Feng also found the three of them, and seeing that they were the Silver Sword Envoys of the Sword Tomb, he nodded and wanted to leave.

If it was any other Sword Tomb disciple, seeing Luo Feng passing by, he would definitely treat him with great courtesy. After all, he is now an honorary elder of the Sword Tomb, and his status is equivalent to that of the Master of Hundred Swords.

However, these three silver sword envoys have been training outside for a year, and they just returned to the sword tomb recently, so they don't know about it.

Seeing Luo Feng, a swordsman, passing above them, the youthful youth in blue was already extremely upset. Now seeing Luo Feng, who was about the same age as him, nodded to them, and immediately took this as a provocation, filled with anger flushed.

"A mere swordsman, in the Sword Forest of No Return, dares to fly above us. He simply doesn't pay attention to our sword tomb!"

The blue-clothed boy snorted coldly, and the silver plume sword was unsheathed instantly from his waist.

"Come down!"

With a cold shout, the true energy surged from the blue-clothed boy's body, and with a flick of the sword's edge, three stunning sword lights emerged from the sky.

laugh! laugh! laugh!

The sharpness was raging, the wind blew wildly, and the three sword qi appeared in the shape of "pin", appearing in front of Luo Feng, above and behind Luo Feng respectively, obviously trying to force Luo Feng to the ground.

Luo Feng didn't expect the other party to make a move, he vertically turned his palm into a knife, and slashed in the air, and the beams of sword light pulled out a curtain of swords in the void, cutting off the three sword qi.

"Junior brother, don't be reckless." The older youth in Tsing Yi was the calmest, seeing that Luo Feng was not weak, he hurriedly spoke out to stop him.

Seeing the blue-clothed boy slumped in Luo Feng's hands, the red-clothed girl who admired him so much bit her red lips, and shouted to Luo Feng: "Bold! This is the Sword Forest of No Return. Who are you? How dare you act presumptuously here! No more!" Come down, don't blame us for being rude."

"snort!"

Xuelian's eyes turned cold, and a bloody light flashed in her beautiful eyes, which was so bewitching that she was clearly intent on killing.

Luo Feng stopped Xuelian, glanced at the three of them, and said calmly: "Walking in the Jianghu outside, don't be too arrogant, otherwise, you will only be the one who suffers."

After speaking, Luo Feng was ready to leave.

"You bastard!"

Unable to stop Luo Feng with a sword, the blue-clothed boy already felt that his face was gone, seeing that Luo Feng didn't take them seriously at all, he couldn't help being furious.

"I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"

With a roar, the blue-clothed young man added sword intent, and a sharp aura shot up into the sky, cracking the ground with one step, and his aura reached its peak, and he charged forward with his sword.

Chi!

The air was torn apart, and an astonishing sword glow several feet thick rose into the sky and shot at Luo Feng.

Feeling the sharp air coming from below, Luo Feng frowned slightly, and stomped his feet in the air.

boom!

It was a simple step, but it contained the power to destroy the world. There was a thunder in the air, and clear ripples appeared in the air, which spread all the way down. Wherever it went, the space collapsed.

The sword light unleashed by the blue-clothed boy was smashed to pieces by the astonishing impact force before he got close to Luo Feng for a hundred meters.

Immediately afterwards.

With a bang, the stone forest beside the three boys in blue completely disappeared, leaving only a huge footprint on the ground.

The three silver sword envoys were all forced by the strong wind to be unable to stabilize their bodies, and retreated several hundred meters madly, each of them was swollen with qi and blood, and felt the urge to vomit blood.

Stabilizing their stature, the three of them looked up and saw the ruined stone forest. Their faces were as pale as paper, and they took a deep breath.

At this moment, Luo Feng's voice descended from the sky.

"For the sake of you being disciples of this sect, I will spare you this time, but I don't want it to happen again."

After leaving a word, Luo Feng glanced at the three of them indifferently, then turned and left with the blood lotus.

Watching Luo Feng leave, the blue-clothed boy's face turned red and white for a while, and finally let out a deep breath, and said to the green-clothed youth, "Senior brother, I was reckless."

"Brother, it's not your fault, it's just that that guy is too strong."

As soon as the red-clothed girl opened her mouth, she saw that the blue-clothed boy's face darkened by three points. She realized that it was inappropriate to say such a thing now, so she bit her lips secretly in anxiety, and suddenly turned her beautiful eyes, and said suspiciously: "The man said just now that he is looking at us. For the sake of our disciples, please forgive us. Could it be...he is also from our sword tomb?"

"Junior Sister, you are also confused."

The young man in Tsing Yi smiled wryly: "That young man is clearly a swordsman, how could he be our sword tomb disciple."

The red-clothed girl blushed, and asked doubtfully, "Then what did he mean by what he said just now?"

"this……"

The young man in Tsing Yi couldn't answer for a moment.

"Hehe, I still wonder who is making such a big commotion. It turns out that it is a few flies crawling out of the sword tomb."

The three were talking, and a mocking laugh suddenly sounded from the other side.

The three of them were startled, their eyes were vigilant, and they looked in the direction of the sound.

From the pile of rubble that had turned into ruins, two figures walked out. They were both around twenty years old, dressed in the same clothes, each with a sword at their waist, and there was a hint of brilliance in their eyes. They were obviously extremely skilled swordsmen.

The girl in red saw the golden sword logo on the sleeves of the two, and her face changed slightly, "Sky Sword Sect!"

"Hehe, I still have some eyesight." The short-haired swordsman on the left smiled faintly.

Sword Tomb and Tianjianzong have always been at odds. If Jianzong proclaims himself the best swordsmanship in the world today, as a disciple of Sword Tomb, how can he bear this tone? No Return to Sword Forest, why?"

The stern-eyed disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect squinted his eyes, full of vigor: "Of course it's a sword fight!"

The young man in Tsing Yi knew that the visitor was not a good person, and judging from his aura, these two were the top masters of the True Yuan Realm, and on their side, only he had just stepped into the ninth level of the True Yuan Realm, and his brothers and sisters were still only in the seventh level of the True Yuan Realm. Fighting against each other, it is definitely not an opponent, and said:

"Since that's the case, please go to the Absolute Sword Monument, and someone will naturally fight."

"No need. It's better to meet by chance than to invite each other. Since we have met, we must make gestures."

The stern young man glanced at the three of them, and said: "The rules follow your sword tomb, the loser, keep the sword!"

The young man in Tsing Yi's face darkened, but he was bound to be strong. He tried his best to suppress his anger, and said, "Your Excellency, you are joking. The rules of the sword competition in the sword tomb, both sides must have the same cultivation base. In the later stages, it might be inappropriate for the three of us to be opponents."

brush!

Suddenly, the edge suddenly appeared, and the stern young man slashed out with a sword, and a thick sword aura overflowing with fierce light enveloped all three silver swordsmen.

The young man in Tsing Yi's expression changed drastically, he activated his sword intent, and blocked it with a single strike.

puff!

This sword strike was swift and violent, and the incident happened suddenly, coupled with the need to protect the two junior brothers and sisters, the young man in Tsing Yi suffered a dark loss, and opened his mouth to spurt out a big mouthful of blood.

"Brother!"

The expressions of the blue-clothed boy and the red-clothed girl changed, they supported the green-clothed youth, and glared at the person coming.

The stern young man was unmoved, holding the sword, raised a finger, and said coldly:

"Who are you kidding! I will give you ten breaths. If you don't make a move, you will automatically admit defeat and obediently leave your saber behind. Otherwise, you will kowtow three times to our brothers and sisters."