Chapter 1509 (1/2)

With the soul power and perception power of Luofeng, I heard yuankong's conversation with the master of huoyun sword clearly, and I couldn't help sneering. Yuankong is really arrogant, but who will regret it? It won't be long before it's over.

To calm down, Luo Feng didn't pay attention to them any more. He looked around and found Jiang Fengfeng and Su Zhuyun in the crowd not far away.

Su Zhuyun nodded to him with a smile. Jiang Fengfeng stood on a sword and waved his hand excitedly, regardless of other people's eyes, making a gesture of refueling.

Luo Feng points to indicate that he suddenly moves his mind, turns his head and looks at the other side. A fiery figure leaps into his eyes. It's Ming Feng who saw one of them on the platform of asking sword.

There are several young figures beside Mingfeng. Judging from the fluctuation of breath, they are all extraordinary. The lowest one is at least the nine peak of zhenyuanjing. Several of them are golden sword envoys. Among the young disciples, they are outstanding and eye-catching.

With Luo Feng's eyes, Ming Feng hesitates a little, nods, and says hello.

Luo Feng also nodded in response, and then took back his sight.

”Mingfeng, what are you and that boy doing so politely?”

Next to him, a long, blue, cold smelling male disciple noticed Ming Feng's vision and asked.

Another disciple of the sword tomb said with a smile, ”elder martial sister Mingfeng, do you want to go to the sword stage, too?”

”What qualification does he have to let Mingfeng go?” sneered the male disciple in Qingyi. ”If we go to the stage alone, we can defeat him.”

”Elder martial brother Lin is right. If we go up, do we not deceive the small with the great? ”

”Ha ha, that's not good. It hasn't been so busy for a long time. I don't want it to end so soon. ”

Several disciples talked and laughed with each other. They didn't pay any attention to the next martial arts competition, as if they were spectators.

Only Mingfeng never opened her mouth. After looking at Luofeng, she closed her eyes and observed carefully. She could see a little spark like light shining on her skin.

About half an hour later, the hundred sword masters were already seated. Some of them had wild eyes, some were as gentle as jade, some were as childish as crane hair, some were as childish as children. Everyone's looks and temperament were different, but the breath was extremely horrible. Luo Feng could not figure out a bit.

At the moment, the sword platform has been covered by the sword light. Almost all the disciples of the sword tomb have come here. There are more than a thousand people. Some of them stare at Luo Feng with cold eyes.

These sword tomb disciples are all masters who understand the meaning of sword. Thousands of eyes converged, and the momentum generated was extremely shocking, and the air produced tiny ripples.

If ordinary people are watched by so many swordsmanship experts, they will lose their heart and go mad immediately.

Luo Feng is in a big situation, not affected by his eyes. He drinks tea calmly, talks with mu Qingxue and Yue Haitang about things in the Jianghu.

Seeing this scene, those sword masters who were originally dismissive of Luo Feng also had a little more interest in their eyes.

Hum!

All of a sudden, the sound of Sheng Jianfeng's clear and crisp sword stopped. The voice of the whole discussion on the sword platform was gradually lowered. The needle could be heard, and everyone looked forward to it. Next was the competition on the sword platform!

When the sound of the sword fell, the master of Xingyun sword, who was not far from Luofeng, got up and stepped out step by step. His dreamlike figure appeared in the sky over the sword platform in an instant. His beautiful eyes looked around and said slowly:

”the reason why we called together this time must be clear to all of us. Next, Luo Feng, a disciple of the Linglong Hall of canglan Dynasty, will compete with the younger generation of our sword tomb. This competition is related to the prosperity of our sword tomb and has a great bearing on it. I hope you can each show your real strength and not neglect it. In addition, duels are not about life and death. Please point to the end and avoid killers. ”

The main voice of Xingyun sword fell, and the whole atmosphere of asking the sword platform suddenly became tense.

The sword master of the nebula turns his eyes and looks at Luofeng.

Mu Qingxue said to Luo Feng, ”go.”

Luo Feng nodded and stood up for the stage.

”Luofeng!”

Month Begonia calls Luo Feng, also stood up, a pair of eyes look at him, way: ”careful.”

Luo Feng patted on the shoulder of Begonia and said with a smile, ”don't worry, you won't be disappointed. You are ready to go to the sword tomb. ”

Finish saying, Luo Feng's footsteps are a little bit gentle, the figure flies out, where the air seems to be cut water, ripples, from the high platform to the sword platform, there is a clear trace visible to the naked eye.

Good lightness skill!

Even though these sword tomb disciples have their own opinions about Luo Feng, they can't help but see his hand.