Chapter Eight Hundred and Ninety Eight

"Zhou Xian?"

Hearing the old man's words in gray, Yang Wan'er's face was covered with a layer of frost, and she said coldly: "I never thought that the well-known elder Zhou Xian of Tianwei Trading Company would come to greet us in person. Wan'er is really flattered."

Seeing that Yang Wan'er saw through her identity, the middle-aged warrior frowned slightly: "Old Zhou Yuan."

"What are you afraid of? They are hard to fly today."

The old man in gray waved his hand, looked at Yang Wan'er and Luo Feng arrogantly, and said confidently:

"That's right, I am Zhou Xian from Tianwei Trading Company. It is your honor to die at my hands."

Yang Wan'er's beautiful eyes flashed slightly: "I heard that Han Xuan, the young master of Juding Trading Company, was attacked and injured by someone on the way to the big shopping mall a few days ago, it seems that this incident was also done by your Tianwei Trading Company. "

The gray-clothed old man snorted coldly: "So what, that boy Han Xuan was lucky. When he was killed, a warrior of the True Origin Realm happened to pass by and let him escape. You don't have such good luck today."

Yang Wan'er's plump red lips curled into a hint of sarcasm: "Zhou Tai, the former head of your Tianwei Trading Company, was also a well-known hero in the Canglan Dynasty. Now that he passed away and the new head took office, he resorted to such despicable means. I am afraid that the old Patriarch will not rest in peace under the Nine Springs."

"What do you know, you little girl! Winners and losers, as long as our Tianwei Trading Company ascends to the throne of the No. Stop shouting and cursing.

Hearing this, Yang Wan'er's bright eyes flickered slightly, and she listened carefully to the other party's words. Tianwei Trading Co., Ltd. was so deliberate this time, and wanted to ascend to the throne of God Yi Trading Co., Ltd., which made her very puzzled.

"enough!"

The old man in gray suddenly waved his hand, interrupted the middle-aged warrior, and looked at Yang Wan'er and Luo Feng with murderous eyes: "That's the end of the gossip, you two, it's time to send you on your way."

Wow!

When speaking, the gray-clothed old man's beard and hair were all stretched out, and his whole body was full of vitality.

Yang Wan'er's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. The strength of this old Zhou Yuan was stronger than she had imagined. The middle-aged warrior was a mid-stage warrior at the seventh level of the Spiritual Spin Realm. In the first battle, she didn't have much confidence in winning.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

When Yang Wan'er was full of thoughts in her heart,

A loud laugh suddenly shook the surroundings.

Luo Feng held the Diyan Breaking Heaven Knife in his hand, stepped forward with one step, and shot the old man in gray with cold eyes, with a sneer of disdain in the corner of his mouth, he said:

"Send us on the road, how arrogant you are. In my eyes, the two of you are just like clowns. I will kill you without any effort. In my opinion, you are the one who will die today."

The veins on the forehead of the middle-aged warrior throbbed fiercely, and he said angrily, "Boy, who do you think you are! But for a warrior in the late seventh level of the Spiritual Spin Realm, you don't have the qualifications to be arrogant here."

Yang Wan'er looked at Luo Feng, her willow eyebrows slightly frowned.

In her impression, Luo Feng would not be so arrogant and rude, these words surprised her, she stood aside and watched the changes.

"Boy, you dare to kill in front of me, the most damned person here is you!"

The grey-clothed old man's complexion also sank, and his majestic aura soared into the sky, forcing the nearby clouds to scatter in all directions.

As the veteran of Tianwei Commercial Firm, he had never been insulted like this before.

Luo Feng didn't change his face, and with a clang, he inserted the Diyan Skybreaker back into the scabbard, and said indifferently, "I'll let you have one hand."

As soon as these words came out, the face of the middle-aged warrior became even uglier. As a swordsman, before the battle, he put the sword back into the scabbard, which was undoubtedly a naked provocation.

"In front of me, you can't help being presumptuous! Just based on what you said just now, today, I'm going to pull your bones out! Come here!"

The gray-clothed old man burst into anger, looked at Luo Feng with gloomy eyes, stretched out his hand and retracted it, the air in front of him immediately formed a vortex, violently tearing, trying to suck Luo Feng away.

"cut!"

The moment the gray-clothed old man made a move, Luo Feng's eyes flashed with brilliance, and in an instant, endless sharpness filled the entire space, and the vortex of the air flow stagnated for a while.

The opponent is a peak master in the early stage of the eighth level of the Spiritual Spinning Realm. In a head-to-head confrontation, Luo Feng has little confidence in winning, so he deliberately put the Diyan Skybreaker back into the scabbard, and then used words to provoke the opponent to reveal his flaws. In this way, It is not impossible to kill the opponent by using the Spring Breeze Ruyi Saber unexpectedly.

Seeing that the gray-clothed old man attacked violently and wanted to capture him, Luo Feng knew that the opportunity must not be missed, so he immediately mobilized the momentum with all his strength and cast the Spring Breeze Ruyi Saber.

Chi!

As soon as Diyan Potian Knife was out of its sheath, a stream of cold saber energy burst out, extremely condensed, and wherever it went, the vortex of air flow automatically separated.

"What!"

The gray-clothed old man only felt a blur in front of his eyes, the saber light had already forced him in front of him, the terrifying explosive power contained in the saber light made his expression change drastically, and he hurriedly retreated.

Pooh!

With a flash of the knife, blood splashed, and the gray-clothed old man flew back more than ten steps, his face was pale, his right arm was severed at the wrist, leaving only the broken wrist with blood flowing.

"Old Zhou Yuan!"

The middle-aged martial artist was terrified, his figure flashed and appeared next to Elder Zhou Yuan, and when he looked at Luo Feng again, his expression was no longer as arrogant as before, and there was a faint trace of fear hidden in it.

All that happened just now happened in a blink of an eye, he only felt a blur in front of his eyes, the gray-clothed old man had been seriously injured, he asked himself in his heart, if the knife just cut at him, how likely was he to survive.

And the result made his heart go cold.

"Pity……"

A gleam of regret flashed in Luo Feng's eyes, the knife just now could have beheaded the old man in gray. But the opponent is a veteran Spiritual Spin Realm warrior, even if he was careless for a while, his own strength and experience should not be underestimated. At the critical moment, he avoided the lore knife and only broke one hand.

"How dare you cheat! Brat, I can't spare you!"

The gray-clothed old man was furious, his eyes were filled with thick bloodshot eyes, regardless of the injuries on his body, his body was like lightning, he swept out, and slammed his palm at Luo Feng in the air. All evaporated.

"If it was just now, I would still be afraid of you. As for now, I am not afraid of you."

Luo Feng had a sneer on his face, and the Diyan Potian Saber slashed down in the air.

"Thunder and fire shocked the sky!"

boom!

With the blessing of the general situation, the power of this knife is unimaginable. The red knife gang, which is tens of meters long, is crushed all the way down, like a piece of thunder and fire, falling from the sky, and traces of electric arcs can be seen in the space of hundreds of meters. Gang slashed, and then with astonishing power, he slashed at the gray-clothed old man behind him.

"hateful!"

The gray-clothed old man's face was startled, but he was an eighth-level Spiritual Spin Realm warrior after all, and he was not too panicked. With a roar, he clenched a fist with his left hand, and the red halo around his body swelled fiercely, and a hot and domineering aura condensed on his left arm. The huge tiger head punched out.

Roar!

In the void, there was a long roar of a tiger, and a giant tiger covered in flames rushed out, biting the light of the knife, and fighting against each other.

card wipe!

The saber light shattered, and the red giant tiger was riddled with holes by the shattered saber aura, and disappeared. However, the gray-clothed old man underestimated the power of the saber light after all, and was slashed by several shattered saber aura, and his figure retreated wildly. , Opening his mouth to spurt out a big mouthful of blood.

"Old Zhou Yuan, this kid is too powerful. Let's leave here temporarily and make plans later!" The middle-aged warrior swallowed his mouth and suggested to the gray-clothed old man.

The gray-clothed old man's face was livid, and he said through gritted teeth:

"Where are you going? The mission failed. I am afraid that there will be no place for you and me in this Canglan Dynasty. Not to mention whether the Patriarch and Yang Dingtian will let us go, that alone will not let us stay World! If you want to survive, join hands with me and kill this kid!"

The middle-aged warrior seemed to think of something, his face shook, and finally nodded fiercely:

"Okay! Be careful!"

As soon as the middle-aged warrior raised his head, his face suddenly changed drastically, and he opened his mouth to remind, with an abnormally rapid voice.

"If you want to kill me, I'm afraid you have no chance."

Luo Feng's figure appeared ten steps behind the old man in gray.

"I've been waiting for you!"

Unexpectedly, the gray-clothed old man with his back to Luo Feng was very calm, his eyes burst out with a cruel and fierce light, Luo Feng's sword skills were too powerful, so he set up a plan to deliberately show his flaws, such a distance is beneficial to him.

While speaking, the gray-clothed old man burst out with bright fire, turned into a huge fireball, and punched back.

Boom!

With a punch, the vitality in the surrounding space rioted, and giant tiger figures roared towards Luo Feng's body. There were nearly a hundred of them, as if they wanted to tear him and this space to pieces.

Yang Wan'er's complexion changed slightly, the power of this punch was several times that of just now, obviously the gray-clothed old man also had reservations, he had been waiting for this moment, the full-strength blow of the eighth-level Spirit Spinning Realm warrior was no small matter.

The middle-aged warrior showed ecstasy, this is the most powerful method of the old man in gray, smashing with a hundred tigers! The gray-clothed old man once used this move to seriously injure a martial artist at the beginning of the eighth level of the Spiritual Spinning Realm with one punch. Even if he is injured at this moment, he should be able to easily kill a warrior at the late seventh level of the Spiritual Spinning Realm.

"Sorry, you seem to be happy too early."

At this moment, Luo Feng's voice sounded again, but it came from another direction, and the wind was calm.

Luo Feng has never been the only one who has sneaked up on the opponent, and no one has successfully attacked him before. As soon as he approached the gray-clothed old man, he felt that the opponent was secretly accumulating vitality. Once it exploded, it would be enough to shake him to pieces. , and even resorted to tricks, leaving an afterimage of vitality in place to confuse the other party.

Boom boom boom...

Hundreds of giant tigers roared out and rushed towards a slope hundreds of meters away. In an instant, the slope burst from it, and the entire mountain disappeared out of thin air.

"How is it possible! How did you know I was going to sneak attack you!"

Seeing that Luo Feng was safe and sound, the gray-clothed old man's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, he couldn't dodge this blow, he thought that Luo Feng must also be unable to dodge, but the fact slapped him hard.

Luo Feng didn't give the other party a chance to continue to be surprised. This person's stay was really a threat, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, he slashed with all his strength, and suddenly, a sword light as heavy as a mountain came out.

The grey-clothed old man's complexion changed drastically due to the strong murderous intent, and he couldn't help but want to use both hands to fight, but his right hand only had a broken arm.

Pooh!

With a flash of the knife, the gray-clothed old man maintained a defensive posture with his hands raised, his head fell from his neck, and blood sprayed out.

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