Chapter 988 A Dragon Is a Dragon, a Tiger Is a Tiger

The sound vibrated around the stone wall and echoed everywhere.

Sometimes it's rapid, sometimes it's loud, sometimes it's loud.

But I could only hear his voice but not see his person.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost?" Ao Mu roared, extremely angry, and his body was trembling slightly at the same time.

"You don't even dare to show up, and you want to scare away the Seven Immortals of Lingbo?" One person sneered.

Swish, swish, swish!

The sword was flashed almost simultaneously.

The sword light is sharp.

The seven people looked around, and soon, their eyes were all focused in one direction.

That broken smiling Buddha!

Buddha's smiling face, this moment has a heart-stopping feeling.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

More and more urgent.

"Cowardless rat!"

Ao Mu's eyes flashed fiercely and he turned the blade, "Don't you want to save this couple? I'll cut off one of his arms first to see if you are still pretending to be a ghost."

call out!

When Ao Mu raised the knife in his hand, the smiling Buddha seemed to break away from the stone wall with a bang in an instant. The huge smiling Buddha statue rolled towards Ao Mu, like a huge mountain.

call!

The Seven Lingbo Immortals headed by Ao Mu dispersed at the same time.

The smiling Buddha statue seemed to have spirituality. It turned around and hit Ao Mu.

Ao Mu looked ferocious and raised his sword to slash.

There was a rumbling vibration, and Aomu instantly felt pain in his arm, and he stepped back a certain distance.

At the same time, the smiling Buddha statue was cut open by the sword and fell into pieces.

Thick smoke billows.

Inside the Buddhist cave,

Smoke and dust filled the air, and silence fell.

A moment later, as the thick smoke dissipated, a body slowly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

His white clothes are as beautiful as snow, his sword-shaped eyebrows are as cold as stars, and his handsome face is clear-cut and elegant.

"Uncle Luo!" Bai Zipeng stood up suddenly despite the severe pain, his eyes showing disbelief.

Yang Yunfei couldn't believe her eyes.

"Really... it's Uncle Luo."

Yang Yunfei cried with joy.

A ray of light in despair.

"Ha ha!"

At this time, a burst of wild laughter sounded.

Ao Mu's eyes flashed and locked on Luo Feng tightly. After laughing, Ao Mu stood with his hands behind his hands and raised the corners of his mouth, "It's really hard to find a place after wearing iron shoes. It doesn't take any effort! I really do." I didn’t expect that you would dare to stay at Thousand Buddha Cliff, you are so brave... Luo Feng.”

When the word 'Luo Feng' fell, the other six people looked shocked.

"Is he Luo Feng?" A strong fear flashed across his face. The name 'Luo Feng' was too shocking.

"He is Luo Feng, but now, he is just a paper tiger and a sick cat." Ao Mu said with a smile, "The news has already spread that Luo Feng was seriously injured and escaped last night at the hands of Senior Nan Fengyun, No. 7 on the Holy List. ...Hehe, it’s only been a day, and even with the divine medicine, it’s impossible to recover from the injury so quickly.”

The six people were stunned, their eyes flashed with enthusiasm and greed at the same time!

You know, Luo Feng is now a hot commodity, and everyone wants it.

Not only does he possess a treasure, but he can also connect with the Mantian Sect through it.

"Hey, if that's the case, don't blame us brothers."

"Didn't you say that Ao Cheng's death was coming to you?" Ao Mu smiled grimly, "I will avenge my son today."

Luo Feng looked at the seven people with a smile, "It seems that you, the doggy style swimming team, are quite confident in yourself."

"No one has the confidence to beat up the drowned dog." Ao Mu sneered, condescending, and his tone was arrogant.

"Haha, it's true that a dragon swims in shallow water and a tiger falls into the sun." Luo Feng squinted, and suddenly, he stretched out his arm, and the dazzling azure blue Jiuli Holy Sword appeared, and the breath of the holy sword instantly filled the entire Buddhist cave.

Swish!

Luo Feng made a few gentle gestures and said with a laziness in his voice, "I am indeed tired now, but...if I have to put on one or two back cushions before I die, I think I can still do it."

Luo Feng's voice was very soft, but it was like thunder striking.

The faces of Lingbo Seven Immortals changed slightly at the same time.

Deng Deng...

Everyone subconsciously took two steps back.

No one wants to become Luo Feng's dead soul.

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

The night before, Luo Feng had even beheaded Ouyang Yunduan, so he still cared about these lives?

The seven people looked at each other, their faces showing a trace of fear involuntarily.

Although it is impossible for all seven people to die, what if he is the one who dies?

"Brothers, don't be frightened by him." Ao Mu said in a deep voice, "A mere powerful crossbow cannot move us Lingbo Seven Immortals."

"Ah haha..." Luo Feng raised his head and laughed, his laughter was heroic, his eyes flashed, and he glanced arrogantly at the Seven Immortals of Lingbo, "Can't I touch you?" Luo Feng slowly raised the Jiuli Holy Sword in his hand. , "I might as well tell you frankly that in my current state...heh, I really can't touch you."

As soon as the words fell, the seven immortals of Lingbo were stunned at the same time.

In such a blink of an eye, a blade of light flashed across him sharply.

The person closest to Luo Feng had no time to react, and his throat was directly wiped with a knife.

Blood splattered.

The Seven Immortals of Lingbo turned into the Sixth Immortals of Lingbo in an instant.

Luo Feng's figure was like lightning, and he slashed across with another knife.

The man's pupils were shaking violently, he was extremely horrified, and he felt as if a chill was coming from his neck, which could determine his life or death.

His Adam's apple squirmed a few times, and he stepped back in panic.

He raised the knife in his hand loudly to block the fatal blow to his throat.

But Luo Feng seemed to have expected it. The blade turned straight down, and the knife in the man's hand was cut off. Almost at the same time, a line of blood spattered out from his neck, and his body collapsed.

The Six Immortals of Lingbo degenerated into the Five Immortals of Lingbo.

"Set up the formation!" Ao Mu finally reacted and shouted, staring at Luo Feng with anger and hatred in his eyes, "You despicable and shameless villain!"

"What are you talking about? I just want to kill you two." Luo Feng was completely unable to understand Ao Mu's sadness.

Without two people, the power of the Sea-to-Sky Line Sword Formation displayed by the Seven Immortals of Lingbo was not only down by a notch.

Aomu regrets it very much!

Even though he knew that Luo Feng was at the end of his strength, he still talked to him and gave him this opportunity to strike first.

"It's so despicable." One person couldn't help but cursed angrily, "They launched a sneak attack without saying a word, so unethical!"

The corners of Luo Feng's mouth twitched. Damn it, this is when I was asked to make a move. First he yelled "Watch the move" very stupidly! Since I want to kill you, why should I let you watch?

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"You are so shameless!" Luo Feng became angrier as he thought about it, and slashed at him with his knife.

Aomu saw it accurately!

Luo Feng's injury has indeed only recovered a little bit, but compared to the serious injury last night, after one day of recovery, Luo Feng has recovered 30% of his strength!

With this 30% strength, if they had a head-to-head contest, they might not be able to win against the sea-to-sky sword formation jointly set up by the Seven Immortals of Lingbo.

After killing two of them first, and now fighting openly and openly, it is not certain who will win.

No wonder Ao Mu was so angry that he howled.

A line of sword formations between the sea and the sky was quickly formed, and the sharp sword light rushed towards Luo Feng.

"Back away!" Luo Feng shouted at Bai Zipeng and Yang Yunfei behind him at the same time. Holding the Jiuli Holy Sword in his hand, he strode forward, his figure swaying, and he rushed into the sword array in the blink of an eye.

Keng!

The sword is soaring to the sky!

The fighting inside the Buddhist cave will soon alert people outside.

You cannot stay here for long.

As soon as Luo Feng took action, he went all out.

Break the formation with one knife!

Holy Sword Technique!

At this moment, Luo Feng didn't care about the injuries that would affect him. A mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the sword in his hand burst into light!

The phantom of sword light!

Swish, swish, swish!

"A dragon swims in shallow water and is tricked by a shrimp; a tiger falls flat and is bullied by a dog." Luo Feng's voice rang in Ao Mu's ears, "Old man, you are too naive."

"A dragon is a dragon! A tiger is a tiger!"

"No matter how weak you are... you are not qualified to provoke!"

Boom...

Ao Mu spat out a mouthful of blood and hit the stone wall heavily.

A figure flew away quickly.

The knife fell from the hand.

With a scoff, Ao Mu was stabbed through the heart.

The last hit was Bai Zipeng.

They have formed a deadly feud with the Seven Immortals of Lingbo. Tonight, it must be a life-or-death situation.

call out! call out!

Luo Feng's instant burst broke the formation, and the battle ended as soon as it started.

The Seven Immortals of Lingbo are all dead.

"Uncle Luo." Bai Zipeng threw away the knife in his hand, walked up to Luo Feng, raised his hands and said, "Thank you, Uncle Luo, for your help."

"Thank you, Uncle Luo." Yang Yunfei also hurried over.

"Stop talking nonsense." Luo Feng's face was pale and he was almost unsteady on his feet. He motioned to Bai Zipeng to come over and subdue him. Luo Feng took out a Nine-turn Pill and drank it, then pointed to the hole above, "This place is not suitable. If you stay for a long time, people outside may already know what's going on here and come here, let's leave first."

Bai Zipeng nodded, held Luo Feng's arm, and jumped up.

Yang Yunfei followed closely behind.

Although both of them were injured, they were fine for the time being after adjusting their breath. However, Luo Feng forced his luck to fight against the Lingbo Seven Immortals, which aggravated his original injuries.

Undoubtedly adding insult to injury!

Now Luo Feng can only leave his hope of escaping from Qianfo Mountain to Bai Zipeng.

"Uncle Luo, let's go." Soon, the three of them walked out of a relatively secret exit of the Buddhist cave and cautiously walked down the Thousand Buddha Mountain.

Through the dense forest.

"Wait a minute." Suddenly, Luo Feng waved his hand, signaling Bai Zipeng to put him down. His face was pale and bloodless, and he breathed softly, "Hide, there is someone."

The faces of Bai Zipeng and Yang Yunfei changed.