Chapter 1077: Who Are You?

Nan Fengyun was furious, wishing to tear Luo Feng into pieces. He would not hesitate to hurt himself and unleash his strongest attack.

"You will take the seventh place on the Holy List?" Nan Fengyun was ferocious. Luo Feng's words were too stimulating for him.

In the Holy List, the top eight seats represent a noble status. Nan Fengyun is a genius of his generation. His rise was as fast as a rocket. He practiced the shortest time and was known as the most promising person to enter the shackles among the five people from the fifth to the eighth place on the Holy List.

But now, Yan Guilai has entered the shackles.

And he, Nan Fengyun, was suppressed by a kid he didn't even take seriously.

"Kill him!"

Nan Fengyun's eyes were filled with madness.

Ouyang Tiangong suppressed the shock in his heart and clenched his fists secretly, "I must kill him and blow him up with one punch."

A shocking punch!

Above the bluestone square of Yunju Temple, a flash of knife light reflected the white snow on the ground.

"Kill!"

Luo Feng held the Jiuli Holy Knife in his hand and slashed towards Nan Fengyun.

Knife light phantom!

Swish!

Endless knife intent filled the sky.

Luo Feng's eyes were filled with determination and unstoppable momentum.

You want to kill me, and I, don't want to kill you!

The murderous aura was cold and filled the world.

The heavenly knife technique, with dazzling golden light, purple air coming from the east.

Boom!

The power contained in the knife and fist collided.

Destroying everything in its path!

The extremely sharp knife tip shot out like an arrow, and Nan Fengyun's fist was already bleeding.

He was repelled with a bang.

Luo Feng swung the knife with a surging momentum, like the end of the world.

The white knife light turned into an arc of light, beautiful and cold.

Kill!

At this moment, Nan Fengyun sensed the coming of the breath of death. His face struggled, revealing endless fear. He pulled back with a flick of his body.

Escaped!

Nan Fengyun no longer cared about his face, let alone the dignity of the so-called seventh on the Holy List.

Luo Feng's strength was far superior to his.

Only Xuan Yi was qualified to fight him, but Xuan Yi was too late to save himself and could only save himself.

He tried desperately to escape, heading in the direction of Xuan Yi...

At this time, Xuan Yi was also gathering strength and preparing to attack.

Whoosh!

The knife energy accelerated suddenly like a cannonball.

It hit Nan Fengyun's back directly, and in an instant, a bloody hole was stabbed out.

The blood dyed the snowy sky red, and the vitality of a generation of peerless strongmen was flying away quickly and retreating rapidly.

He fell to the ground with a bang.

Nan Fengyun's eyes were wide open...

In his life, he was a peerless genius.

Scenes of dazzling highlights flashed through his mind.

Nan Fengyun has always believed that he is the protagonist of this world.

He is confident that one day he will reach the peak.

He will be on top of the world and see all the mountains.

The scene goes to the day of the Ouyang family's memorial service a few days ago.

"It won't be long before you find that the truly ridiculous person is you." Luo Feng's voice sounded in his ears that day.

Ridiculous?

Ridiculous!

Nan Fengyun's eyes closed gently. He had been through a lot in his life, but because of a wrong decision, he ruined everything. Isn't this ridiculous?

When he was about to die, the last trace of light in Nan Fengyun's eyes was regret.

If I could do it again, I, Nan Fengyun, would definitely be able to touch the shackles.

He fell to the ground with a bang.

The legendary life, Thunder God Nan Fengyun, disappeared.

There was a deathly silence on the bluestone snow.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on this scene, and their hearts were already filled with turbulent waves.

Who would have thought that Nan Fengyun, the seventh on the Holy List, who was so powerful, would be killed by a genius who suddenly appeared.

The seventh on the Holy List really changed hands.

From this moment on.

The seventh on the Holy List.

The genius Luo Feng!

"Well done!" Tang Da'er was the first to shout, waving his arms vigorously, extremely excited, looking at Luo Feng with eyes full of worship, "Brother Feng is mighty."

"Good job! The seventh on the Holy List, but my boss stabbed a bloody hole with a knife."

"The hidden dragon has been awakened, a roar shakes thousands of mountains, a punch shakes Yunju, and a knife decides the world, hahaha!"

"It's a pleasure to kill."

The brothers behind Luo Feng were very excited. Their lives were hanging by a thread just now. If Luo Feng hadn't broken through in time, they would have become the dead souls under the knife of Nan Fengyun and others.

A gust of wind blew, and the black hair danced wildly.

The knife in Luo Feng's hand has been slowly raised to another direction...

"Old thief Ouyang, do you have any last words?" Luo Feng's voice was extremely cold. Today, Ouyang Tiangong led people to surround Yunju Temple and almost took the lives of Luo Feng's brothers. The new and old grudges were settled together.

A crazy and piercing cold air drilled into his head and spread all over his body in an instant. The hair on his body suddenly stood up and shivered violently.

As if being stared at by a devil.

Ouyang Tiankong's lips trembled and his whole body trembled. However, he looked around and realized that he was not alone. Ouyang Tiangong's mind gradually calmed down. Thinking of being frightened by Luo Feng just now, Ouyang secretly gritted his teeth. Although Nan Fengyun was dead, there was still a more powerful Lord Xuanyi.

"Traitor Luo Feng!" Ouyang Tiangong mustered up his courage, raised his head suddenly, and his eyes burst into lightning. "You are guilty of heinous crimes, but you don't know your crimes. You are reckless and arrogant. Do you really think that no one in the world can cure you?"

"Even if there is, that person will definitely not be you." Luo Feng's voice was cold. Holding the Jiuli Holy Sword in his hand, he slowly stepped forward. Every step he took was like a mountain shaking and thunder rising.

Ouyang Tiangong stepped back.

He shouted loudly, clenched his fists, gave himself courage, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife. "You have committed many sins, but can you kill all of us here?"

Ouyang Tiangong's heart seemed to be injected with an extremely strong confidence. He spoke proudly and pointed to the side.

"Luo Li, the old man of Luomen, a giant crocodile of the rich family in Beijing, a giant in the military and political circles!"

"Master Zhang Xian, the inheritor of the ancient martial arts Tai Chi lineage! His status in the martial arts world is very important."

"Zheng Pujie, the Zheng family, is the richest man in Jiangnan Province!"

Ouyang Tiangong pointed and spoke, and his words shook the sky.

The light in his eyes became brighter and sharper.

Finally, he pointed to Xuan Yi.

"Master Xuanyi, the venerable of the Mantian Sect, is supreme."

Finally, Ouyang Tiangong pointed at Luo Feng, "Everyone, if you move, will cause turmoil! Do you dare to kill them?"

"Luo Feng, don't think you are still powerful, you are just a yellow-haired boy after all, no matter how strong your martial arts are, can you be stronger than the Chinese giants?" Ouyang Tiangong's body was straight, and his figure seemed to be extremely tall all of a sudden, "You dare, one person, offend the whole of China?"

After saying it in one breath, Ouyang Tiangong seemed to have a feeling of enlightenment and sudden enlightenment!

If it were any other situation, he might really be on the verge of death.

But now, in terms of power, there are the Chinese giants in charge.

In terms of strength, there is Master Xuanyi to put pressure on him.

Luo Feng, do you still dare to act rashly?

The atmosphere seemed to solidify.

Across the ice and snow, Luo Feng's eyes met Ouyang Tiangong.

The distance between the two was less than ten meters.

Ouyang Tiangong stood tall and upright, with a righteous spirit.

Suddenly.

Whoosh!

The knife light was sharp.

A flash of white light passed by.

The sky-swallowing knife energy broke through the air in an instant.

Ouyang Tiangong's body shook violently, but he was too late to dodge. He shook with horror, and the terrifying knife intent pierced his shoulder. The blood arrow flew out with a whimper, dyeing the snow red.

"If God is in my favor, God will prosper. If God is against me, God will perish."

"You... who are you?"