Chapter 2093: Luo Feng's flying knife!

The mysterious golden sword is only one foot in length, and its body is covered with bright golden runes. It is unpredictable and mysterious. The golden light that diffuses out like light ions spreads across the sky, reflecting in all directions.
Yu Wentao was full of murderous intent, holding a mysterious golden sword in his hand, and suddenly slashed away.
Golden lightning flashed past.
At the same time, the other five Azure Cloud Realms all took out a treasure.
The six blue cloud realms and six treasures are powerful and powerful.
The sky was shaken, resounding loudly.
Everyone up and down Bodhi Mountain was shocked, and their eyes widened.
The six Azure Cloud Realm teamed up, each holding the treasure, and the power that burst out was immeasurable.
At this moment, Dragon Lord Luo Feng was at the center of the storm.
Looking around, the many methods of attack almost swallow Luo Feng...
Everyone's mind was blank, holding their breath, not daring to blink, their hearts tense.
Dragon Lord, can it really withstand the siege of the six Azure Cloud Realm powerhouses?
Luo Feng's figure backed quickly.
The image of the boa constrictor cow method was blasted.
Two fists are hard to beat four hands.
Everyone's hearts tightened.
"Go to hell." Yu Wentao's face was fierce and murderous.
Whoosh!
Luo Feng swept back a distance again.
"The six blue clouds?" Luo Feng's expression was terribly calm, his eyes were calm, and he indifferently glanced at the six powerhouses in front of him.
An icy breath filled Luo Feng's body.
Between raising his hands, a black box was suspended between the sky and the earth.
Suddenly attracted everyone's attention.
Yu Wentao's eyes locked instantly, and without hesitation, the golden sword magic weapon slashed towards the black box.
Luo Feng snapped his fingers, and the black box opened.
The bright silver light soared up into the sky.
Flying knife treasure set!
At that instant, countless flying knives swept out, floating around Luo Feng's figure.
The first aspect of the Tianluo Wanxiang method that Luo Feng has enlightened is the flying knife.
call out! call out! call out!
In a flash, the flying knife dashed across the sky, as fast as lightning.
Yu Wentao blocked the golden sword in his hand, and in a moment, the golden sword flew out with his body, spouting a mouthful of blood.
The soul felt cut by the blade and couldn't help screaming.
The law of flying knives!
The prestige of the inch!
The sky is full of phenomena, and power is beginning to appear.
The flying knife appeared suddenly and quickly.
The little flying knife, the thunderbolt.
call out!
Flying knife breaks the stars.
The sharp blade was as thin as a cicada wing, but it directly blasted the stars in Yuwen Yunlang's palm.
Pass by.
The blood-red scimitar could not stop the offensive of the flying knife.
Yuwen Amaterasu tried his best, and the defensive treasure on his body was broken.
The flying knife that Luo Feng swung was not a single handle, but hundreds of thousands.
In one go, the horror is against the sky.
The warriors at the foot of Bodhi Mountain looked up, as if they had seen such a scene... With Luo Feng as the center, the bright and bright flying knives shot out, and the six strong blue clouds fell one after another.
No one can stop it.
Everyone's eyes were full of shock, and their hearts seemed to be overwhelmed.
"Another method." Luo Qigong was excited and blurted out, "This is definitely a god-level cultivation method."
Flying knife to ask the law!
Up and down Bodhi Mountain, everyone has never seen such a powerful flying knife.
Bang bang bang!
The six blue cloud realms of the Yuwen clan all fell to Bodhi Mountain.
call!
Luo Feng's figure was like the wind, and the nine-li saint sword in his hand was unsheathed again.
The ancient chasing thunder and cutting!
fast!
In a blink of an eye, the knife came to Bodhi Mountain.
Yu Wentao was shocked, his eyes widened and rounded in an instant.
Luo Feng's knife was cut at him.
"No..." Yu Wentao furiously resisted, shouting in despair, but still could not resist Luo Feng's sword force.
Blood stained Bodhi Mountain.
The Jiuli Sacred Sword in Luo Feng's hand was inserted straight into Yu Wentao's heart.
call out!
The Jiuli Sacred Sword was pulled out, accompanied by a bright red blood arrow, staining the sky of dawn.
Dawn broke on the horizon, but Yu Wentao never saw the rising sun anymore.
Desperate knife.
Luo Feng did not stop.
Knife is as light as electricity.
Yu Wentao is only the first.
Luo Feng's eyes were cold, and the flames of revenge were beating.
From tonight, from this moment on, everything that Luo family has endured will be recovered from Yuwen family one by one.
"The evil slave deceives the Lord, and there will be retribution." Luo Feng's expression was indifferent, as he wielded the knife, Yu Wen Yuanzhi, after Yu Wentao, fell in a pool of blood, and died.
Luo Feng, already incarnate as a of death, holding a sickle, harvesting his life.
If you kill one person, you will go to hell.
Then Luo Feng would not hesitate to fall into eighteen layers of hell, and he would also avenge this blood sea.
call out!
The blade is sharp and unstoppable.
A head shot up to the sky, and blood was spilled on the ground.
Yuwen Yuanfei was dead.
"Go! Go!"
The remaining three Azure Cloud Realms, a white-haired Yuwen Yege and two Saints, were completely panicked at this moment.
They never thought that it would be possible to leave their lives on Mount Bodhi.
How can anyone in the world of the six blue cloud realms and realms be able to match?
At this moment, they all knew they were wrong.
The Lord of Dragon Palace, they couldn't provoke and couldn't compete.
Even the exhaustion of various means is unmatched.
Only escape.
But can you escape?
Yuwen Yege was the first to run, he was very fast, turned into a streamer, and swiftly ran towards the north...
A giant bronze tripod descended from the sky.
With a bang, directly suppressed Yuwen Yege on the ground.
A arrow spurted out, and Yuwen Yege fell to the ground severely.
"Let me give him a ride." Chu Meteor rushed up quickly.
At this time, Yuwen Yunlang and Yuwen Amaterasu, the two great sons, fled in the same direction.
The dazzling flying knives follow them like a shadow, releasing a life-threatening breath behind them.
Between the electric light and flint, a treasure in the shape of a flying shuttle suddenly appeared in Yuwen Yunlang's hand.
"Flying thousands of miles, stop him." In the distance, Su Lifan shouted anxiously.
Boom boom boom!
A flying knife hit like a thunder. Yuwen Yunlang laughed grinningly, holding a thousand-mile shuttle in his hand, his eyes burst into madness, and shouted, "Luo Feng, don't be too happy, for everything you do tonight, you will definitely get retribution, Penglai Xiandao The strong one will definitely come again.
At the same time, Yuwen Yunlang turned his head and stared at Su
Lifan, "The Sumen line, because of your choice, will from now on fall into an unforgettable place."
A blazing light enveloped Yuwen Yunlang.
He triggered the power of Thousand Miles Flying Shuttle, confident that he could escape this disaster.
He put aside his harsh words and stared at Luo Feng with resentment in his eyes.
Tonight, Penglai's pride was shattered by one person.
He could only rely on the Thousand Miles Flying Shuttle to barely save his life.
"You wait to die."
Yuwen Yunlang screamed frantically, completely unaware that a flag had fallen from the sky, sealing off the space he was in. Even the Thousand Miles Flying Shuttle can't take him away.