Chapter 1127: Demon King Luo Is Dead?

The morning fog is thin, and the morning sun has quietly jumped out over the lake, spreading over the land.

Everyone was unaware because their eyes were all focused in one direction.

Ouyang Wuji, bending the bow and shooting arrows.

His eyes widened and he held his breath, as if his heartbeat had stopped, for fear of disturbing the next scene.

Ouyang Wuji's God-killing Arrow Array could even injure Mo Yuanwu back then, and that was many years ago. Now Ouyang Wuji's archery skills must be more sophisticated and more powerful.

At this moment, Luo Feng felt that the pores all over his body were exploding.

The feeling of extreme danger permeated my heart and I couldn't suppress it. An extremely cold breath seemed to fall from the sky, rushing from the Baihui point on the top of my head to the Yongquan point on the soles of my feet. Then it exploded and merged into the limbs and bones, making the whole body freeze.

Extremely terrible.

Luo Feng even had a feeling that if he took one more step forward, he would definitely die.

Whoosh!

Luo Feng finally believed his feelings, stopped abruptly, and turned around suddenly.

call out!

At this time, the God-killing arrow in Ouyang Wuji's hand had already struck through the air.

Like a bolt of lightning, it flashed across the lake in the thin morning mist, shaking the space. When the God-killing Arrow struck, the lake water seemed to be rolled by a dragon, and the water splashed several meters high. At first glance, it seemed to be surrounded by people. A king's arrow, pointing forward.

Luo Feng's eyes were solemn. It was too late to speak, but soon, the Jiuli Holy Sword appeared in his hand, and the phantom light of the sword formed a series of defenses. At the same time, Luo Feng's figure flashed irregularly, trying to avoid this arrow.

quick!

too fast!

In the blink of an eye, the God-killing arrow had arrived, and Luo Feng's figure moved laterally for more than ten meters. However, the God-killing arrow seemed to be attached to a spirit, following him like a shadow, lingering in the ghost, and its power was not reduced. The arrow was bleeding, Otherwise there is no return.

A critical moment.

Luo Feng could only swing his sword to kill the arrow.

boom!

There is no suspense, Luo Feng's body together with Jiuli Holy Sword,

He was directly knocked away. This God-killing arrow contained Ouyang Wuji's terrifying power, and its power was astonishing. If Luo Feng hadn't held the Jiuli Holy Sword in his hand, it would have been penetrated long ago.

Despite this, Luo Feng also vomited blood and was injured.

When the figure landed, it happened to be a small island near the center of the lake.

The mysterious water palace is on the side of the island, less than fifty meters away.

However, these fifty meters are already a natural chasm for Luo Feng. Because Ouyang Wuji's figure had already moved over first, blocking Luo Feng's escape route from the mysterious water palace.

"Bereaved dog, can you continue to run away?" Ouyang Wuji's slender body stepped in the air, his eyes contemptuous, condescending, looking down at Luo Feng, as if he was staring at his prey.

There are many boats around the lake and the island, and warriors from all forces are watching from a distance.

Recalling the shocking arrow just now, many people were shuddering.

That arrow was a peerless arrow of destruction. No one present dared to say that they could catch the arrow without dying. However, Demon King Luo was only injured and seemed to still have the strength to fight. This was enough to see Luo Demon. The devil is extraordinary.

"Even if he dies in battle, Luo Feng's name will be passed down in the martial arts world for at least ten years."

"No one will forget this proud man of heaven!"

"It's a pity that falling into the devil's path is a crime worthy of death."

Many people lamented, thinking that Luo Feng would definitely die.

"Luo Feng, where was your majesty when you were in the Snow Mountain Sect?" On one of the ships, there was a figure in blue with cold eyes and a happy expression. It was the envoy of Luo Shen. He was waiting. When Luo Feng was killed, he Stand up and point out what Luo Feng took away from him, and take it back openly and honestly. In the world of warriors, besides Demon King Luo, who else is so short-sighted that he dares to go against Luo Shen Shen?

"It won't last much longer." Luo Shenshi was looking forward to it.

call out!

Ouyang Wuji's expression was cold and condescending, and he actually swung out another God-killing arrow.

Luo Feng had just coughed up a mouthful of blood, and he did not dare to slack off at all. His nerves were tense to the extreme. He gritted his teeth, forcibly moved his body, moved sideways to dodge, and at the same time swung the Jiuli Holy Sword fiercely.

boom!

Luo Feng vomited blood and fell to the ground, raising thick dust.

"The battle will be over soon." Many people subconsciously let the ships get closer to get a better look.

Someone even posted a live broadcast on the forum.

"Demon King Luo has been shot down by an arrow from Master Ouyang. He was seriously injured and fell to the ground."

The forum was shaken, and warriors from all walks of life expressed their opinions.

Some people clapped their hands and cheered.

Some people lament that the genius has fallen.

Some people remain neutral.

Some people praise Ouyang Wuji.

Yangcheng Airport.

"Let's go back and fight them desperately!" Tie Mian's eyes were red, his body was shaking violently, his eyes were almost crazy, his hands were clenching his fists tightly, his nails dug into his palms, blood was flowing out, and his voice was hoarse. , "Go back, go back!"

"Go back! Even if we die together, we must avenge the boss!" The judge's body shook, and tears could not help but flow from his eyes.

Qian Yilan stood up.

"Where are you going?" Yan Guilai took a deep breath and drank Qian Yilan.

"Go back to Zhejiang and Hangzhou." Qian Yilan's voice was also trembling weakly. Her eyes were staring straight ahead, but she couldn't control it, and crystal tears fell down.

"He lied to us!" Song Daiying shouted, "He clearly said that there is a way to avoid the pursuit of the old thief Ouyang!"

"Calm down!" Yan Guilai shouted, taking another deep breath, "It's already this time, what's the use of being impulsive? Not to mention that we can't go back now, even if we go back, can we die with Ouyang Wuji? Our way of survival was exchanged by Luo Feng with his life, we can't go back and die in vain!"

"Master! What else can we do?" The Blood Demon almost cried.

"Ancient ruins!" Yan Guilai said in a deep voice, "Each of you is a genius, and you all have a lot of luck. If you can get a treasure from an ancient ruins, you may not be able to compete with Ouyang Wuji in the future. A gentleman's revenge is never too late!"

"Is this the only way?" Leopard Shadow murmured, a sturdy man, his eyes red at this moment.

At this moment, they all have voices shouting in their hearts.

I hope a miracle will happen at this time.

"There will definitely be a miracle." Qian Yilan suddenly knelt on her knees, holding a jade Buddha that she had always carried with her in her hands, and prayed devoutly.

There were only these few people in the airport VIP lounge. At this moment, they were all silent, praying, and looking forward to something.

"Back then at Zhujian Peak, Luo Feng was dying, and his master appeared and rescued him." Yan Guilai murmured, "Maybe, we don't have to worry too much, Luo Feng's master will definitely save him."

However, at this time, the live broadcast post was refreshed again.

"Luo Demon King is dead!"

The five bright red characters, like bloody bayonets, fiercely pierced the hearts of several people present.