Chapter 1995 (1/2)

Without any reaction, the middle-aged Asura was hit head-on.

However, at the critical moment, his instinct of going through numerous crises made him slightly open his body, and he was not killed by a knife. However, half of his left shoulder's wings were cut down, and his fierce strength hit his body, making him feel that his organs were almost shattered and a lot of blood was gushed out of his mouth.

”Ah, hateful!”

Screamed miserably. The middle-aged Asura suffered a great deal of pain. He shot his Shura knife at Luo Feng and swept the lake with all his strength.

Luo Feng turned away from Shura Dao, looked at the back of the middle-aged Asura, and smiled coldly.

”The spring breeze is good!”

Wheeze!

The blood sky circled in his hand and turned into a fire whirlwind. It flashed in the void and passed through the middle-aged Asura's chest.

”No!”

Poof!

The middle-aged Asura let out an unwilling roar, and suddenly a straight blood line came out of his body, which was ten meters high, and his body split into two parts in the air.

All the people who noticed the scene were stunned, one by one, and even the belligerents stopped.

Two of yuanhaijing's nine great powers died like this. There are only ten breaths before and after the fight. If the people who do all this are distracted powers, or yuanhaijing's top powers, they won't be so surprised, but they are just one of yuanhaijing's seven great powers!

If, in normal times, someone says that one of the seven great powers of yuanhaijing killed the nine great powers of yuanhaijing, they will certainly scoff at it.

”who is this man, too strong! Only the Seven Realms of yuanhaijing defeated two of yuanhaijing's nine abilities Some people are surprised.

”I haven't seen it.”

”His name is Luo Feng! Is our examination disciple of the split cloud dynasty! It is said that it came from the canglan Dynasty, the country of the Xieyun Dynasty. ” There is a young talent of the split cloud Dynasty, with a proud face.

”Luofeng of canglan dynasty? I haven't heard of it. ”

”Experts of the young generation of the split cloud Dynasty, such as Yi Tianhan, Murong Yinyin and Lin Mang, I know that I have never heard of Luofeng. When did such a person come out... ”

”Anyway, after today, he became famous in World War I! I'm afraid that he will become a hot candidate for the nine saints, just like lonely Jue. ” Some people lament.

”Well, I don't know who is better than loneliness.”

In terms of the Seven Realms of the yuan sea, killing two of the nine great powers of the yuan sea can not be described as miracles. After a long time, the word Luo Feng may spread throughout the territory of 100 countries. At present, there are many people comparing him with loneliness.

On the lake.

Bang!

Luo Feng catches the blood sky and takes a look at the middle-aged Ashura's body that has fallen into the lake. His eyes are flat, not sad, not happy.

After a test of holy land assessment, especially the understanding of Zhenwu tablet, he has made a lot of progress in his strength. Even if he doesn't exert the general situation, he is able to compete with the nine great powers in the early stage of Yuanhai territory and push the general situation with all his strength. As long as he doesn't meet the strong one in half step distraction, he won't have too much pressure. As for the battle with the strong one in half step distraction, he will have to know how to win or lose.

Boom!

When Luo Feng was thinking about it, suddenly, a thunderstorm came from far away, the air was not only shaking, but also the spring tide swept over the lake.

Luo Feng looks up.

In the distance, the sword in his hand fell into the heart of Asura, who was in the mid-term state of Jiuchong in Yuanhai. The point of the sword was straight to his back.

Wheeze!

As soon as the sword was shaken, the sweeping sword spirit immediately tore Asura into countless pieces, and a handful of bright blood bloomed in the air.

In the middle of the ninth phase of Yuanhai, Asura, die!

As a result, there was an uproar around.

Looking around, Luo Feng didn't find the two blood devil sect masters in the eight realms of Yuanhai. He must have been killed by Jue alone.

He was not surprised by the result.

From the battle of loneliness Jue and Yi Tianhan, he has seen that loneliness Jue is very strong, not simply strong. At least, Luo Feng has no certainty of victory in the face of loneliness Jue in the state of only exerting the general trend, unless he exerts the demon form! The opponent's combat power, even if it does not reach the level of half step distraction, may not be far away.

Did not care too much, Luo Feng's eyes looked to the direction where Yang Wan'er and others were. Suddenly, his heart felt.

Wheeze!

Air concussion, a sword Qi with amazing sword meaning, comes through the air, with a strong and powerful breath, which makes the lake below crack a huge water mark.

Frown slightly wrinkled, Luo Feng a knife.

Boom! Such as mountain sword light and sword Qi, both of them are broken.

”It's loneliness!” There was a scream.

”Why does he want to fight against Luo Feng? Are they enemies?”