Chapter 1251 (2/2)

The ugly old man had been on guard for a long time, and his whole body was boiling. A little black air came out of the whole right arm, and a fist blew out, turning into a black storm of more than ten meters thick and thin, trying to blow the Emperor Yan sky breaking knife away.

Wheeze!

The red training was cut over the black storm and wiped out each other. It collided hundreds of times in a flash and was full of Qi.

In a flash of burning light, before the ugly old man came back to his senses, the black storm was torn. His whole right arm broke with his wrist and flew out.

”Luo Feng, you are cruel! Sooner or later, I will kill you all over the house! ”

The ugly old man groaned, staggered two steps, holding the bleeding wound, and looked at Luo Feng from a distance with gloomy eyes. He gnawed his teeth and left a speech. He urged Zhen Yuan to fly away.

”You won't have that chance.”

Luo Feng's face is expressionless and his fingers are flying in the air.

Emperor Yan's sky breaking Sabre revolves in the night sky for half a circle, and then whirls to the ugly old man with the power of thunder.

Poop!

As soon as he turned around, the ugly old man's head flew up, and his body, relying on inertia, rushed out to go far away and hit a cliff into a big pit.

Catch Emperor Yan's heaven breaking Dao. Luo Feng takes the storage ring of Heifeng four ghosts with a move.

Looking at the space in the storage ring, Luo Feng immediately smiled.

These four people are worthy of being powerful bandits in the Jianghu. They are rich in wealth. They are the storage rings of ugly old people and big men. The wealth in them is more than 10 million yuan stones.

This is not a small harvest for Luo Feng, who left a lot of wealth to his family.

All this happened in a short time. At this time, Hai Lao returned to his mind and looked at Luofeng, who stood proudly in the void, and then saw the tragic corpse of the four ghosts of the black wind. He took a deep breath.

He found that he despised Luofeng, once and now. The other side is not what he can guess.

Jiang Fengfeng was not surprised at all. He went to Luo Feng's side and looked at the body of the ugly old man. He disdained: ”what are the four ghosts of the black wind? I think it's like the dead ghost. In order to survive, this man even betrayed his brothers who lived and died. As expected, he had what kind of master and what kind of slave. ”

Luo Feng smiled lightly. He agreed with Jiang Fengfeng for the first time. He looked up at the waning moon hidden behind the clouds. His eyes were shining in the night.

Just now, the words of Heifeng four ghosts made him realize that the enmity between him and the prince is no longer a personal enmity. If this person doesn't get rid of it, the family will not be comprehensive.

Clang!

Put the knife into its sheath, Luo Feng said, ”let's go to bitiancheng and meet their master.”

Voice down, the three bodies rise, toward the distance, soon disappeared in the sky.

The next day.

Clear sky, cloudless, a round of the sun in the sky, full of enthusiasm, burning the sky and the earth.

In the blue sky, three figures fly forward, tearing the air, causing sharp sound bursts, spreading out like thunder.

”Luofeng, it seems that your Sabre skills are not complete.” After getting acquainted with each other, Jiang Fengfeng's speech, though still with that pride, talked with Luo Feng, but it was much more.

Martial arts have their own artistic conception. Incomplete martial arts can be felt from the artistic conception. It can't be concealed. Luo Feng said: ”it's the fragmented script of sabre technique that I got by chance. I only have the first three styles. I don't know if I can find the final fragmented script and perfect it.”

”There is no chance to find the incomplete martial arts.” Jiang Fengfeng said.

Luo Feng nodded and was lucky to get the second and third forms of the four elephant limitless Dao from the evil Dao. It's so big in the world that it's not easy to find the remnant of the fourth form of Dao just like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Jiang Fengfeng glanced at Luo Feng and said:

”in fact, you don't have to look for the last copy of the sabre technique.”