Chapter 2129: The Desired Sword

"What?"

At this moment, everyone's attention was on Xu Jianlie and the two masters from the Nangong family who suddenly appeared. The swordsman at the ninth level of Yuanhai Realm who was asked by Luo Feng to borrow a sword was slightly taken aback and did not react.

Luo Feng didn't say much, just stretched out his hand to grab it, and the sword on the waist of the young swordsman was immediately absorbed by him.

"what you do!"

The young swordsman was shocked, with anger in his eyes, he stretched out his hand to grab the sword, but his eyes blurred, the sword suddenly disappeared, when he looked up, the sword was already in Luo Feng's hand.

"Lend me your sword. This is 100 million second-grade primordial stones as compensation."

Luo Feng grabbed the sword and casually threw a storage ring to the young swordsman, which contained 100 million second-grade primordial stones.

"Borrow a sword..."

The young swordsman froze in place, staring at Luo Feng in a daze.

What surprised him was not Luo Feng's purpose, but that Luo Feng was able to snatch his saber right under his nose.

Although he was a little absent-minded just now, as a swordsman, his psychological quality and perception have always been outstanding. Almost the moment Luo Feng took the sword, he reacted. He wanted to take back the sword, but the opponent still took the lead. , which is simply unreasonable.

The most unacceptable thing for young swordsmen was that the other party was just a swordsman under twenty years old.

Clang!

Luo Feng pulled out the sword, and let out a clear roar, and a blue light rippling on the boat, the astonishing sharpness and the bone-piercing chill permeated the air, and the surrounding temperature plummeted, causing the nearby warriors to shudder involuntarily. shiver.

"Good sword!"

Luo Feng's eyes lit up,

Although this sword is only a sixth-grade spiritual weapon, it should belong to the top-level existence among the sixth-grade spiritual weapons. The most rare thing is that it contains an astonishing cold air, which is very suitable for fighting in the sea.

Putting the sword back into its sheath, Luo Feng looked at the young swordsman who was still in a daze, and said, "Don't worry, if your sword is damaged, I will compensate you at the original price."

"you……"

The young swordsman came back to his senses, but when he looked carefully, there was no one in front of him.

Not far from the side.

The young female swordsman of the Bifeng family tightly clenched a pair of powder fists, looking at Xu Jianlie who was fighting fiercely with the Blackwater Flood Dragon in the distance, her eyes were full of struggle and pain.

With her father's life on the one hand, and the reputation of Bifeng's family and the lives of the passengers on the other, she never thought that one day she would face such a cruel choice.

However, the words of the obese middle-aged Nangong family are still in my ears. The two masters of the Nangong family are not ordinary people, especially the obese middle-aged, whose realm has reached the second level of distraction. Even the father can only draw with each other. If the opponent really wants to destroy the Furyscale, there will be no one on board who can resist it.

As a son of man, she very much hoped to stay and help her father, but reason told her that staying was useless. After all, she was only a great power at the early stage of Yuanhai Realm, and she was good at medical skills. Jiao, or the two masters of the Nangong family, she is absolutely no match.

White teeth clenched her red lips, the young female swordsman took a deep breath, and with a trembling tone, made the most difficult decision in her life:

"Command down, prepare to set sail!"

And at this moment, there was a commotion on the boat.

"Who is that and what is he going to do!"

The young female swordsman looked up, and at some point, a figure swept off the Furious Scale and stood on the roaring sea.

"I have seen him. When he was in the trading hall, he had a conflict with the master of the blood mad sect for an evil spirit fruit."

"Dare to challenge someone from the Crazy Blood Sect? Such courage! Where did he come from?"

"I don't know, I didn't wear a uniform, and I didn't wear the sect token."

"What is he doing off the boat now? It's not because he wants to challenge the Blackwater Flood Dragon."

Rise to the sky

"How is it possible! Flame Gunners, veteran Yuanhai Realm powerhouses, are the one-stroke enemies of this Blackwater Crazy Dragon. No matter how courageous he is, he should know how much he weighs. I think he was scared to death I have the guts to escape here alone."

"Escape alone? Those who planned this way just now will end up dead without a place to die. This black water mad dragon has sealed off this sea area with monster aura. Except for those veteran Yuanhai realm powers, who has the confidence Get out of here safely."

"Miss Jin'er, let's get out of here quickly."

The person who got off the boat was naturally Luo Feng, seeing him leaving the Furyscale alone, everyone was surprised, and some people began to urge the boat to leave.

Shadow Puppet also found Luo Feng, "Luo Feng, don't be reckless."

She knew that Luo Feng's combat power was very strong, and it was not what it used to be. However, Xu Jianlie, who was a peak powerhouse in the first level of the distraction realm, was no match for this black water mad dragon. The combat power of this ancient alien species was not that The two Demon Eyes can be compared.

"rest assured."

Luo Feng gave Ying Puppet a reassuring look, stepped out, and his figure swept towards the direction where Xu Jianlie and the Blackwater Kuangjiao were fighting.

"He really went to the Blackwater Frenzy!"

"Crazy! This kid is crazy!"

Seeing this scene, there was an exclamation on board the Wrath Scale.

The young female swordsman looked at Luo Feng's back with a complicated expression.

The strength of the Blackwater Kuangjiao is obvious to all, surpassing the ordinary second-level powerhouses in the distraction state. Even her father is no match, so how can a young swordsman be able to match.

However, there was a ray of unyielding flame in her heart, hoping that a miracle would happen. This swordsman named Luo Feng could help her father and defeat the Blackwater Crazy Flood Dragon. Although this miracle was too remote, even impossible, she still endured Can't help but hope.

"What a brilliant lightness skill!"

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the boat.

In everyone's field of view, Luo Feng was walking on the sea with a sword in his hand, seemingly strolling in a leisurely manner, but his speed was unbelievably fast. Every time he took a step, afterimages appeared on the sea, several miles away in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene, everyone on the deck looked at each other in blank dismay.

"As far as lightness kung fu is concerned, even Fiery Gunner is no match for this person."

Someone was amazed.

Luo Feng's speed was second to none, the artistic conception of blending into the wind made many discerning warriors secretly admire him.

"Light effort does not equal strength." Most of the people were still very calm.

"Miss, it's ready."

A guard walked up to the young female swordsman and said respectfully.

"hold on……"

The young female swordsman followed Luo Feng closely, her hands clasped tightly.

half empty.

The two masters of the Nangong family also noticed Luo Feng.

"There is really someone who is not afraid of death."

The obese middle-aged man looked at Luo Feng and smiled.

The taciturn old man next to him said gloomyly: "This kind of ignorant kid, just kill him casually."

"Wait a moment……"

The old man was about to make a move, but was stopped by the obese middle-aged man, "Now we make a move. If we provoke the Blackwater Crazy Flood, it will be troublesome. Just sit here and watch the tigers fight, and wait until they kill you to the death, and then make a move. Not better."

The old man nodded and put down his hands.

The obese middle-aged man looked at the battle center and said with a smile:

Husband, please keep a low profile

"Xu Jianlie is already at the end of his battle. When he saw his rescue, he was a young boy. I don't know how he felt."

On the sea surface, Luo Feng appeared in the battle zone.

At this moment, the battle between Xu Jianlie and the Blackwater Kuangjiao became more intense, with waves of majestic impacts, creating huge eddies of water on the sea surface.

Xu Jianlie vomited blood frequently, his face was very gloomy, and the blue flames produced by the burning soul on his body had subsided a lot, and he was in a panic.

He noticed Luo Feng, and exclaimed: "Little brother, what are you doing here, quickly retreat to the Furious Scale and get out of here!"

Luo Feng said: "Senior, let me help you."

"you……"

Just as Xu Jianlie was about to speak, a jet of water mixed with corrosive evil energy suddenly came back. His eyes were angry and he folded his hands.

"Heavy water giant tree!"

A huge crystal pillar condensed, Xu Jianlie held the giant pillar in his arms, and smashed it fiercely.

boom!

The water was turbulent, and a huge impact swept away. Xu Jianlie's mouth and nose were bloodshot. Seeing that the Furious Scale was still standing in place, he shouted at Luo Feng:

"It's not an opponent you can fight against! Don't be brave for a while! I won't be able to stop it for long, so retreat to the Furyscale and let Jin'er sail away from here!"

The obese middle-aged man clasped his hands and laughed loudly: "Xu Jianlie, it's too heartless for others to come to help you out of kindness. Hahahaha...Little brother, I support you!"

Luo Feng turned a deaf ear and said to Xu Jianlie: "Senior, the white head will be handed over to you, I want the black one."

"What?" Xu Jianlie was taken aback.

Clang!

Luo Feng drew his sword out of its sheath, and slashed out with a random swing of the sword.

At this moment, everyone's eyes focused on this sword.

Chi!

The thick sword energy shining with crystal luster cut through the water waves with a chirp, and slashed towards the black head of the Blackwater Flood Dragon.

With a clang, the sword qi slashed on the scales, and thousands of sparks exploded, leaving a white cut mark on the scales, making it difficult to advance even an inch.

Seeing this scene, there was a sigh on the deck.

"It seems that he is just smart at light work."

"Without combat power at the level of distraction, it is impossible to break through the defense of the Blackwater Crazy Dragon. No matter how brilliant the lightness kung fu is, it will be in vain."

The voices of the crowd were full of frustration. Although they knew it was impossible, the moment Luo Feng made his move just now, most of them had strong expectations in their hearts. After all, this battle was a matter of life and death for all of them.

However, now it seems that anticipation is anticipation after all.

How could a young swordsman less than twenty years old be the opponent of the Blackwater Flood Dragon? If he couldn't break through the defense of the Blackwater Flood Dragon, how could he kill him?

"Sure enough..."

The eyes of the young female swordsman dimmed instantly, and her soul seemed to be pulled away.

Heishui Kuangjiao glanced at Luo Feng, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his cold eyes, and he ignored it at all. With his huge body, he rushed towards Xu Jianlie, wanting to eradicate this huge threat first.

"Little brother, run!"

Xu Jianlie reminded loudly that he would take action to resist the black water mad dragon.

Unexpectedly, Luo Feng suddenly experienced a huge change.

Luo Feng glanced at the sword in his hand, exhaled lightly, and said lightly:

"I'm sorry, the sword I just got is a bit unfamiliar, so I tried it and disappointed everyone. However, this sword will definitely satisfy everyone."