Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Chapter 1,222 Invincible?

Although Song Ziyuan didn't know what the thousand-year-old garlic Luo Feng was talking about, he could get a glimpse of it from the expressions of some people around him. His handsome face sank, and he walked out slowly, "I gave you a chance, but unfortunately, you didn't cherish it."

As he spoke, Song Ziyuan waved his arm lightly, and a broken sword shot out from his sleeve.

It was indeed a broken sword, with only a blade but no hilt, but the broken sword blade seemed to be shining and crystal clear. The moment it flew out, it burst out with dazzling sword light, and the brilliance of the sun was released, filling the entire top of Zhujian Peak.

Everyone's eyes were attracted to it.

Luo Feng's pupils shrank slightly. This broken sword, which was clearly less than ten centimeters long, was like the king of swords, instantly dominating the world.

"The power of the weapon pattern." Luo Feng's eyes were filled with golden light, and he saw through the essence of the broken sword at a glance. Although it was just a broken blade, it had high-level weapon patterns on it, which could make the broken blade indestructible and cut iron like mud.

"Sword light!"

The moment Song Ziyuan waved his hand, the broken sword floating in the air suddenly burst into a brighter and more dazzling light, emitting a clear and long sound. The sword body exuded a dazzling brilliance and turned into a stream of light, pouring down like a stream of water, and slashed Luo Feng directly.

At this moment, the blood demon's eyes in the distance lit up slightly, "It's simply an excellent flying sword."

The ancient sword that the blood demon pulled out of the ancient battlefield contained the "sword control technique".

"Blood demon, do you like this flying sword?" Luo Feng's figure flashed, and his steps were like meteors, "The boss will give it to you." As he spoke, a blue knife light appeared in Luo Feng's hand, and the Jiuli Holy Sword appeared out of thin air. The sword intent soared into the sky, whistling in the sky, and the agitated reverberation dispelled the sword intent in the sky, and the sword came to the world.

Swish!

Luo Feng swung the sword, and the Holy Sword Technique slashed away.

Song Ziyuan's eyes were cold and sharp, and his mind moved, and the broken sword turned into a shadow and hit Luo Feng.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

A crisp collision.

Luo Feng glanced at Song Ziyuan and chopped fiercely with his knife.

"Interesting." Song Ziyuan said coldly, "Among the strong men in the second level of the shackles, you can also be ranked in the upper level. Unfortunately, you are still far from being invincible."

Song Ziyuan controlled the flying sword, and the sword light was indestructible. If it were an ordinary weapon,

it would have been cut off directly, but Luo Feng was holding the Jiuli Holy Sword.

One of the ten ancient divine weapons!

Even if there is no weapon pattern on the holy sword, or the weapon pattern belonging to the holy sword has not appeared yet, the power of the holy sword is definitely not for this broken sword.

"Invincible? It seems that you are not eating thousand-year-old garlic, but ten-thousand-year-old garlic." Luo Feng's eyes suddenly looked at Song Ziyuan coldly, and in an instant, two beams of golden light shot out, as fast as lightning.

Fiery eyes and golden pupils!

Song Ziyuan was shocked. He didn't expect Luo Feng's eyes to be able to launch a substantial attack.

He dodged to the side.

His mind was also in a panic for a moment, and the attack of the broken sword stopped. The next second, Song Ziyuan felt that the connection between him and the broken sword was about to be cut off.

"What's going on?" Song Ziyuan was shocked. He felt that the sharp broken sword seemed to sink into the sea, and suddenly there was no sound.

With Luo Feng as the center, invisible ripples seemed to be rippling around.

This is the effect of the ancient martial arts "Turning the River and Stirring the Sea", just like a wave directly covering the broken sword.

It happened in a flash.

Luo Feng flew up and stretched out his hand to grab the broken sword.

Song Ziyuan's eyes flashed with cold light, and his mind locked on the broken sword again. He performed a sword-controlling technique. The broken sword was like a magic sword, invincible and indestructible.

Seeing that Luo Feng dared to stretch out his hand, Song Ziyuan felt that he was looking for death, and urged the broken sword to quickly draw a flash of lightning.

However, the scene just now happened again.

The moment the broken sword approached Luo Feng, it was disturbed by an invisible force. In a blink of an eye, Luo Feng punched the blade.

The weapon pattern on the broken sword glowed brightly, and the thoughts left by Song Ziyuan on it were instantly shattered by Luo Feng.

Boom!

Song Ziyuan staggered back, his eyes showing shock, looking at Luo Feng in disbelief.

The thoughts on the broken sword were shattered by a punch without being attacked by the broken sword. How did he do it?

Song Ziyuan couldn't figure it out.

Luo Feng saw Song Ziyuan's expression and understood it a little.

It seems that not only in the warrior world, but even in the Tianyu realm, there are few people who know the weapon pattern, or Song Ziyuan is too short-sighted.

In that moment just now, Luo Feng used his understanding of the weapon pattern to erase Song Ziyuan's thoughts from the broken sword.

Luo Feng stretched out his hand and held the broken sword in his hand. The blade seemed to have water flowing through it, shining with a crystal clear light.

At first glance, it looked like a piece of crystal, but it was extremely sharp. Luo Feng held it in his palm and could clearly feel the cold air emanating from the blade.

"If it were a complete sword, it would definitely be a peerless divine weapon!" Luo Feng threw the broken sword to the Blood Demon and smiled, "A sword worthy of a hero."

The Blood Demon's eyes glowed, and he directly used the ancient sword-controlling technique to take the broken sword.

In the distance, Song Ziyuan's face was extremely gloomy. In his eyes, Luo Feng was just a native. Even if he had some experience, he could never be compared with the Tianjiao of the Heavenly Prison Realm. But now, this native actually used a method that he could not see through.

This made Song Ziyuan angry.

"It seems that I have to re-evaluate you." Song Ziyuan's eyes flashed coldly, and he slowly stepped out.

Snap!

Luo Feng waved his hand, and a lightning bolt struck down, and the Taoist thunder technique showed its power, and it struck Song Ziyuan's body with a bang.

Song Ziyuan's body swayed, his movements were strange and unpredictable, he avoided the Taoist thunder magic, and in a blink of an eye, the palm wind was fierce, hitting Luo Feng.

"Re-evaluate?" Luo Feng punched hard, like a god of war, extremely powerful, in an instant, the dragon shape appeared in his left hand, the blue dragon roared, the tiger roared in the sky with his right hand, surging, the dragon and tiger fists, and they hit out together.

"Invincible?" Luo Feng's eyes revealed arrogance, "I will destroy you with one punch!"

Bang!

Song Ziyuan's eyes were wide open, his body flew out, his face was completely dull, and he raised his head in disbelief.

At this moment, Song Ziyuan's eyes were not only angry, but also a sense of frustration rose in his heart, and he clenched his fists.

Luo Feng's eyes revealed a teasing look, "Is it time for you to re-evaluate again?"

Song Ziyuan's breathing was rapid, his eyes revealed anger, and after a while, he said in a deep voice, "Miss Mu Ting, now only if you and I join forces can we be sure to kill him."

Mu Ting, wearing a green dress, held a sword in her hand, staring at Luo Feng with cold eyes.

She never thought that the person she easily defeated with a palm and a sword on Zhujian Peak would improve so quickly.

"The Mo Sect envoy was killed in front of him, don't forget, Luo Shen Envoy, I heard that he also died in his hands." Song Ziyuan continued, "If this boy doesn't die, my Songzhou Ten Sects will lose face."

Mu Ting jumped up and formed a corner with Song Ziyuan, looking at Luo Feng indifferently.

"Are we finally going to join forces?" Luo Feng sneered, "The sword I used on Zhujian Peak, today, I will return it to you."

Swish!

Mu Ting drew her sword immediately without saying a word, the Qiushui sword, the cold light was like lightning.

"Hmph!" Luo Feng used the Five Elements Great Escape, and in a blink of an eye, he pulled out a sharp sword stuck in the ground from a distance. In an instant, the sword spirit rose up in the sky.

"Take this sword!"

Luo Feng swung his sword.

Divine Sword Technique! The first move!

Sky Bridge!

The sword in Luo Feng's hand burst into a dazzling light, like a rainbow bridge that descended in the blink of an eye.

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