Chapter Five Hundred and Seventeen Enemy Road Narrow

"It turned out to be the bloodthirsty general Xue Jiuyou!"

"Dead, we're dead!"

Seeing Xue Jiuyou approaching, the guards of the caravan present were pale and bloodless, and the hands holding the weapon were trembling slightly.

Xue Jiuyou is bloodthirsty and never leaves a living hole in his hands. Even among the disciples of the Demon Sect, he is notorious.

"Hahahaha... No need to struggle, none of you can run today!"

Seeing Liu Haichuan standing in front of the girl in the green skirt, Xue Jiuyou laughed grimly, murderous intent burst out in his eyes, and volleyed towards the girl in the green skirt and Liu Haichuan with a single palm across the distance of thirty or forty meters.

boom boom boom...

The bloody palms contained high temperature, and the air was rubbed and boiled, shrouding Liu Haichuan and the girl in the green skirt.

Cuckoo!

Before the palm arrived, the fierce palm wind had already shaken Liu Haichuan's bodyguard to shatter, causing his blood to boil, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Uncle Liu!"

The girl in the green skirt, who was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground, looked at Liu Haichuan who was crumbling, her pretty face was pale, and her delicate body was trembling slightly.

She is only a seventh-level Tibetan essence cultivation base. If Liu Haichuan can't resist, her fate can be imagined.

Whoosh!

Just when the girl in the green skirt thought she was going to die, the air vibrated violently, and a sharp knife light flew from behind.

The speed of the knife light was as fast as electricity, and a layer of tiny electric pythons shrouded it all around. The terrifying power it exuded, with a hiss, smashed the blood-colored palm from the middle, and the strong impact of vitality, rushing out for more than ten meters, gradually dissipated.

At this moment, there was an eerie silence all around.

Seeing that Daomang resisted Xue Jiuyou's palm, the caravan guards nearby were all shocked. When they turned back and looked in the direction of Daomang, the shock immediately turned into sluggishness.

"Feng Luo..."

Liu Haichuan, who got his life back,

Seeing that the person who resisted Xue Jiuyou's palm turned out to be Luo Feng, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"I can't believe that there are such masters hidden in our caravan. Even I have misunderstood..."

After a while, Liu Haichuan recovered from the shock and couldn't help but sighed in a low voice.

As a master at the pinnacle of the Nine Heavens Realm, his eyesight is naturally good, and he can see it at a glance. The extraordinary power of the sword light just now is even more powerful than Lu Qing's wind-splitting swordsmanship. The opponent had obviously hidden it before. to cultivate.

The girl in the green skirt who collapsed behind Liu Haichuan heard Liu Haichuan's words, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her lips turned white as she watched the young man walking out of the caravan.

The palm that was enough to kill her and Liu Haichuan in one second was resisted by the other party. At this moment, how could she not understand the phenomenon that the strength of the young man in front of her far surpassed hers.

"I treated him like that before, and he even rescued me..."

Thinking of his previous attitude towards Luo Feng, the green skirt girl's mouth showed a hint of bitterness.

It's no wonder that the other party never pays attention to him. How can the Dapeng above the nine heavens care about the lark on the branch?

At this moment, the girl in the green dress felt so ridiculous...

Luo Feng smashed the palm to pieces with one knife and walked out of the caravan step by step, looking at Xue Jiuyou opposite him with a cold gaze.

"Xue Jiuyou, we meet again..."

Xue Jiuyou was shocked. Who the hell was able to resist his attack? Seeing Luo Feng, his pupils could not help shrinking, "Liu Yunling's first new Jie Luofeng, I didn't expect it to be you!"

"What, he is Luo Feng!"

"Luo Feng... Then isn't he the talented student of Ziyang Academy who has understood the general trend?"

Surrounded by guards, when they heard Xue Jiuyou's words, their faces were a little shocked. I didn't expect that the young man who had been chatting with them turned out to be a well-known talented student of Liu Yunling.

"I should have guessed it long ago..."

Liu Haichuan looked at Luo Feng and shook his head with a wry smile.

Before the age of sixteen, there was a ninth-level Heavenly Court Realm cultivation base, and there were only a few people in Liu Yunling Ziyang Academy, not to mention that the other party still concealed their strength.

"He is Luo Feng."

The girl in the green skirt looked at the knife-wielding boy in front of her. Her slightly thin and tall body gave off an indescribable sense of strength under the sun. She suddenly felt that the Lu Qing, whom she admired before, was not worth it at all. One mention.

"Uncle Liu, you all go to the back."

Luo Feng turned his head to the side and said to Liu Haichuan next to him, but his eyes never stopped on the girl in the green skirt.

He will take action, one is to take the opportunity to kill Xue Jiuyou. Second, Liu Haichuan also took good care of him, and naturally he couldn't watch the other party die here.

"You want to fight Xue Jiuyou alone?"

Liu Haichuan originally wanted to help, but he couldn't help but be stunned.

Luo Feng glanced at Xue Jiuyou and said with a smile, "He is not an opponent who can be defeated by a lot of people. If I can't win, none of us will be able to leave alive today."

Liu Haichuan knew that Luo Feng was telling the truth, turned around and helped the girl in the green skirt, "Miss, let's go to the back."

The girl in the green dress nodded her chin, Mei Mei looked at Luo Feng, her pretty face was no longer as charming as before, she hesitated, bit her lip and said, "You...you be careful..."

Luo Feng nodded indifferently and turned to look at Xue Jiuyou.

Seeing that Luo Feng was the only one left, Xue Jiuyou was stunned for a moment and said with a smile, "Luo Feng, do you want to deal with me alone? I advise you to go together, at least you can live longer."

Luo Feng's expression remained unchanged, he shook the blade, and said, "To deal with you, I alone is enough."

Luo Feng's words are not arrogant. Judging from the battle between Xue Jiuyou and Lu Qing, Xue Jiuyou's cultivation is between the first and second levels of the Spirit Spinning Realm, and he has seven points of confidence that he can defeat the opponent.

Xue Jiuyou obviously didn't think so. Luo Feng was able to become a master of the first-level Lingxuan realm in such a short period of time, although he was a little surprised, but after all, he was too young, and his martial arts realm and experience were far inferior to him, which was not enough at all. fear.

Thinking of this, Xue Jiuyou sneered suddenly:

"You so-called young heroes all look the same. At the beginning, they were righteous and righteous, and when they died, they didn't kneel down and beg for mercy! Well, last time the new heroes conference, you did bad things for me, and I was killed by Biyun Feilongsu. That kid Xiaokang chased and killed 8,000 miles! Today I want you to repay the principal and interest!"

Before he finished speaking, Xue Jiuyou's eyes slammed, and a dazzling blood light burst out from his body, and he shot a blood-colored palm gang in the air, which was the mixed-blood palm he cast before!

Before the palm gang could arrive, Luo Feng felt a stench blowing towards his face, as if he was in a sea of ​​blood and corpses, and his mind was shaking.

This mixed-blood palm is a Xuan-level middle-grade palm technique of the Blood Demon Sect. The palm contains a strong murderous aura, which can oppress the enemy's spirit, making people unable to extricate themselves and being killed unknowingly.

hum!

With a flicker of sternness in his eyes, Luo Feng was in a position to directly cut off the emptiness of spiritual oppression.

"The sky is falling!"

The figure rose into the air, Luo Feng's anger knife in his hand slashed forward, displaying the thundering knife technique.

In the sound of the explosion, the sharp sword light roared out, like a thunderbolt, and the airflow began to distort wherever it passed.

boom!

The sword light slashed fiercely on the bloody palm, and the two devoured each other, and disappeared in a moment.

Hundreds of meters away, Liu Haichuan and the girl in green returned to the caravan, with their eyes wide open, looking at this nervously.

"What a strong swordsmanship! In terms of vitality level, Xue Jiuyou is slightly better. Luo Feng was able to beat the strong with the weak, and he was evenly matched!"

Liu Haichuan was very surprised to see Luo Feng slashing the palm again with one knife.

The green skirt girl squeezed her dress tightly with her fingers and asked, "Uncle Liu, can he... Luo Feng win?"

Hearing this, the surrounding caravan guards all looked over here.

Xue Jiuyou's strength is obvious to all. If Luo Feng can't win, even if they escape now, there is no hope of survival.

This battle is about the lives of all of them, so how can they not be nervous.

Liu Haichuan pondered: "It's hard to say. Xue Jiuyou seems to be seriously injured, and now the two of them are evenly matched. The outcome depends on their martial arts realm and experience, who is slightly better."

Although he said this, Liu Haichuan felt a little heavy in his heart.

Xue Jiuyou has been famous for many years, and his experience and martial arts training should be above Luo Feng.

"Shocking thunder!"

With one knife, he smashed his palm, Luo Feng's eyes locked on Xue Jiuyou, his body burst out with sharp energy, and then another knife came out.

crackle!

The thunder exploded, and the blade of the Furious Flame Blade disappeared into the air in an instant, and I saw a thin, bright line extending towards Xue Jiuyou at an incredible speed.

Where the white line passed, the air automatically separated, and the sharp breaking wind sounded for a long time, far exceeding the speed of sound.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this!"

Xue Jiuyou turned pale in shock. He just felt the rush of energy, and the sword light had approached three meters in front of him, and it was almost inevitable.

"Hybrid palm!"

In a hurry, Xue Jiuyou shouted loudly, his whole body burst out with blood, and he slammed it out.

boom!

Almost at the moment when the palm gang is formed, the sword light has been beheaded.

puff!

The sword light flashed, and the palm gang was immediately chopped up and disappeared. Xue Jiuyou didn't expect the sword light to be so powerful, and a finger-long blood was cut out on the right face.

"Stinky boy, I want you to die without a corpse!"

Xue Jiuyou wiped his right face, looking at the blood on his hands, the corners of his eyes twitched fiercely, his eyes were ferocious, like a hungry wolf.

He is the one hundred and eight blood demon generals of the Gorefiend Sect. He suffered such a big loss in the hands of a junior, and the intense anger drove him almost mad.

boom!

The footsteps stomped in the air, and the ten-meter space trembled violently, and the blood on Xue Jiuyou rose to the sky.

"Blood Illusion Flood Dragon Kill!"

With a roar, Xue Jiuyou's whole body turned into a dragon with blood light. The dragon was more than ten meters long, with clearly visible scales, three claws, and a pair of copper bells and big eyes, full of ferocity, with the ability to smash everything. With an aura, he attacked Luo Feng.

"what is this!"

There was an exclamation in the distance, the moment the dragon appeared, everyone felt inexplicably heavy, and the pressure was so strong that they didn't even dare to move.

"It's this trick again..."

Luo Feng's eyes were sharp, and he smiled coldly when he saw the slaughtered blood-colored Jiaolong.

"cut!"

The wind and thunder sword intent burst out from the anger sword, forming a bright sword light, passing through the void, and severing a deep scar on the head of the dragon.

"The momentum is like a knife!"

With one knife, the Primordial Qi Flood Dragon was severely damaged, Luo Feng stepped forward, pushing the general trend to the limit, aiming at the wound and slashing with the knife.

puff!

The huge sword light is like a mountain, standing exactly on the forehead of the blood-colored Jiaolong, dividing it into two from the middle.