Chapter 3160 One Sword Defeats It!

Qianyan City, Feiyan Tower.

After Luo Feng satiated with wine and food, he listened to the discussion for a while, but seeing that there was no useful news, he paid the bill and left the restaurant.

"I don't know what happened to Qingling..."

Among the many news, Luo Feng was most concerned about two things.

One is about the Queen of the Qin going to the Black Demon Sect, and then the Black Demon King, together with the mountains where he practiced, disappeared out of thin air.

He has an intuition that this matter is probably related to the puppet gate!

However, the cause of the matter can only be known after seeing Qin.

The other thing is that the demons are rampant, and the demon eye tribe has sneaked into the territory of the hundred kingdoms.

There is no doubt that the Demon Eye Clan's large-scale entry into the territory of the Hundred Kingdoms must have come for Qingling, and they may have found clues!

The only thing that reassures Luo Feng is that Qingling's involvement in Xiaoyaozong has not yet been exposed.

"When the matter with the puppet gate is over, take Qingling back to the ten holy gate!"

Although the Nine Great Holy Lands are safe, there are too many people. Once Qingling's membership in the Demon Eye Clan is exposed, the consequences will be disastrous.

Thinking about the puppet gate in his heart, Luo Feng quickened his pace and walked towards the north city gate.

Um?

Not long after he walked out of the restaurant, Luo Feng's heart trembled, and he stopped suddenly.

But at this time, a sudden change occurred.

It is now at noon, the sun is shining brightly in the sky, and the air is scorching hot, but suddenly, the temperature of the whole street plummets, and as a cold wind blows, even fine snow is blown profusely. The water instantly condenses into ice.

Sword intent!

It's not an ordinary sword intent!

Luo Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, because he felt that this sword intent was directed at him.

Luo Feng raised his head and looked towards the opposite side, his eyes fell on a white-clothed swordsman with a stern temperament.

"Extraordinary cold..."

Leng Feifan looked at Luo Feng,

He said lightly, "Luo Feng, we haven't seen each other for five years after the Venerable Conference. I didn't expect you to be in Dongling."

Luo Feng...

Those people who were forced to retreat to both sides of the street by the sword intent all looked at Luo Feng when they heard Leng Feifan's words.

"Ten Holy Son Luo Feng, it's really him!"

"After the Venerable Conference, Luo Feng disappeared. There has been no news of it in the past few years. There are even rumors that he has been buried in the wilderness. Unexpectedly, he is here!"

"Leng Feifei is obviously aiming at Luo Feng. He lost to Luo Feng back then, so he must want to get back on the field! This is a good show!"

"Three months ago, Leng Feifei came out and defeated the seventh venerable Lan Qing with only three swords! His strength has reached the level of a half-step martial saint, very strong! I don't know if Luo Feng can still fight after five years. Can't stop Leng Feifan's sharp edge!"

There were some masters present who had participated in the Venerable Conference, and they recognized Luo Feng and Leng Feifan at a glance, and they all backed away when excitedly discussing.

In an instant, only Luo Feng, Leng Feifan, and two disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect remained in the broad street.

Zilei Xiaoren stood in the crowd.

Huang Sang'er said: "Are you not showing up?"

Zi Lei Xiaoren looked at Luo Feng and grinned: "Aren't you curious about Luo Feng's strength after disappearing for so long?"

Huang Sang'er glanced at Luo Feng: "Of course I'm curious, he swept the entire Venerable Conference with the eighth level of distraction. However, his aura is very strange, and I can't see through his level at all. I'm afraid not simple!"

Luo Feng's comprehension of the chaotic artistic conception, coupled with his self-awareness of his own martial arts, the whole person's aura is as deep as the sea, chaotic and obscure, what Huang Sang'er can see through, the heavenly king can't see through.

Zi Lei Xiaoren didn't take it seriously, "Don't worry, no matter which one of them wins, they will be defeated by me."

On the other side, a group of people from the Nangong family also rushed over.

"It's really him! Kill!"

The burly man had a fierce look in his eyes, and he was about to rush out to kill, but was stopped by Elder Mo Cang who stretched out his hand.

"Be safe and don't be impatient. This is not Beihai, so keep a low profile."

Elder Mo Cang said something, his eyes fell on Luo Feng again, he put his hands together and said: "Anyway, Luo Feng will definitely die today, why don't we watch a good show first and reap the benefits of fishing."

middle of the street.

Luo Feng didn't expect to meet Leng Feifan here, he nodded lightly: "It's been a long time indeed, it looks like you've made great progress."

The thin young man on Leng Feifan's left smiled proudly: "Of course, today is not the same as in the past! Even the Seventh Venerable Lan Qing can't stop Senior Brother Three Swords, Senior Brother has reached a realm beyond your imagination!"

The young man in brocade clothes on the right said: "Luo Feng, you dare to fight!"

Leng Feifan looked at Luo Feng without saying a word, but his eyes were extremely sharp.

Luo Feng looked at Leng Feifan, "It seems that you are very confident and think that you can defeat me. Unfortunately, the result may disappoint you."

"Hmph, I'm not ashamed to say that, at the Venerable General Assembly, the brother would lose to you, it was just a momentary carelessness, you really think of yourself as someone..."

The lean young man snorted in disdain.

"You're too wordy." Luo Feng frowned slightly, flicking his fingers.

moment.

As if struck by lightning, the thin young man spat out a mouthful of blood, flew upside down for hundreds of meters, smashed a human-shaped pit into the ground with a bang, and passed out immediately.

Leng Feifan shrank his pupils slightly, staring at Luo Feng firmly.

"What happened!"

Everyone watching the battle was shocked.

They only saw Luo Feng flicking his fingers, and the lean young man who was a strong late stage distraction vomited blood and flew out. They didn't know what happened!

"Did you see clearly?" Huang Sang'er asked in the crowd.

Zilei Xiaoren frowned heavily and shook his head.

"Elder Mocang, what is this..." A member of the Nangong family turned around and asked.

Elder Mo Cang also frowned, looked at Luo Feng's figure, and murmured:

"Could it be...but...impossible..."

Three sentences represent three ups and downs in his state of mind. As a heavenly king, he did see some clues, but this kind of thing shouldn't happen to Luo Feng.

Flying the thin young man with one finger, Luo Feng looked at Leng Feifei and said, "Since you are here to challenge me, then I will give you a chance, let's make a move, use your strongest move."

Hearing this, Leng Feifei frowned, never before had he been so slighted.

Although he didn't see clearly what happened just now!

However, he is already a half-step king, and the Bingchi Sword Intent has broken through the limit of distraction. It can be said that everything below the king is swept away!

One Luo Feng, defeated by one sword!

"Okay, since you are so arrogant, if I don't come up with some means, you will underestimate me. However, I can't control this sword, I hope you don't regret it!"

boom!

While speaking, Leng Feifei drew his sword out of its sheath, his sword intent erupted, and a figure several hundred meters long, covered in ice crystals, shot up into the sky from him!

Crack!

The moment the ice chinchilla appeared, a bitter cold wind swept across the entire street.

Immediately, heavy snow fell from the sky and the earth, and everything began to condense. The people watching the battle on both sides even slowed down their thoughts, and their minds were in a trance. Mobilize the true essence to resist the all-pervasive ice chi sword intent!

"This sword intent has already surpassed the perfection level! This Leng Fei is really serious!"

Real Zilei, who was watching the battle, frowned. He cultivated a sword intent that surpassed the level of perfection in the distracted state, which in itself has surpassed the scope of the distracted state.

"This Luo Feng, bragging about Haikou, I'm afraid he will be killed this time." A master of the Nangong family said.

The burly man snorted: "Unfortunately, I can't tear him into pieces with my own hands!"

"Take my sword, the ice chinch will congeal the sky!"

The Bingchi Sword Intent exploded, and Leng Feifei's aura reached its peak. His hair, eyebrows, and pupils all turned into the color of ice crystals, as if they had merged with the Bingchi Sword Intent!

Boom!

As he slashed with his sword, the ice chinchilla turned into substance, shook its head and swung its tail and rushed towards Luo Feng. Wherever it passed, the void was frozen, and that awe-inspiring aura seemed to freeze the world!

Facing such a terrifying sword strike, Luo Feng looked indifferently.

"break!"

Before pulling out the saber, Luo Feng raised his head, and where he looked, a huge saber light like a white rainbow was born from his body.

"this……"

"No way!"

"How can this be!"

The moment Daomang was born, the faces of the kings present all changed.

boom!

This white rainbow sword light looks ordinary, but the ice chi sword gang cut out by Leng Feifan can't stop its sharpness at all, not only the sword intent, but also the body is completely broken in an instant.

puff!

Leng Feifan didn't have time to react, he was directly sent flying by the sword light, blood spurted out of his mouth, and fell into a restaurant a thousand meters away.

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