Chapter 597: Liu Feng

"I came to teach the masters of Ye Chu's master!"

When Ye Chu’s eyes stared at a few people, a young man standing next to him stood out, and the young man’s mouth was smiling, standing in front of Ye Chu. As soon as this person appeared, the original noisy space stopped instantly.

The eyes of all people are concentrated on the youth, and their eyes are hot.

Liu Feng: The top three disciples of the blue jade generation, the strength is above the fire. Although not as good as it is, it is also famous. It is the idol of many teachers and brothers. Once they got an ant, they have the power of sputum.

In the eyes of everyone, Liu Feng is also expected to become a potential disciple of Ziyu.

So when Liu Feng stood up, he looked at Ye Chu’s eyes with a bit of gloating. I thought that you can bully other brothers and sisters, this time you have to be retribution.

Ye Chu looked at Liu Feng standing in front of him, did not speak, took a pound of purple gold liquid and put it aside, then his eyes stayed on Liu Feng.

Liu Feng also took out a pound of purple gold liquid, facing the arch of the arch of Ye Chu, and the thick and thick spirits of his body rushed out. There was a long sword in his hand. The long sword had a fierce breath, and the long sword flew out. In his hands, Guanghua flashed.

"This is my weapon of the sun and the moon, what weapons does the younger brother use?" Liu Feng asked Ye Chu.

"I have never had weapons!" Ye Chu stared at Liu Feng.

Liu Feng stunned and immediately prepared to put up the long sword: "Since the younger brother has never had weapons, that is fair, I am a weapon..."

"No problem!" Ye Chu said, Liu Feng said, "I don't mind if you use weapons, but you lose this post-war. You can leave a spirit of sorrow like them."

Liu Feng frowned slightly, his eyes staring at Ye Chu, only to think that the boy in front of him was too big. He is afraid that he does not know his own strength. It is much stronger than the fire. With the tools of the sun and the moon, he is also famous in the Lingling Pavilion.

"That is what the younger brother wants!" Liu Feng is also welcome, the sword in his hand grows his power of the spirit, the sword becomes more fierce, the rich heaven and earth violent, the killing surging out The killing of Ling Xiao, apparently killing people to exercise.

When Liu Feng shot, Ye Chu knew that he was different from other practitioners. Liu Feng is afraid that he is really a person who has been killed by blood. In the face of such a person, Ye Chu’s body is also tightened.

"The sword is in the direction!"

The long sword vibrates and crosses the void. Wherever it passes, with fierce anger, blood is shining, there is a sound of breaking the air, and it has a domineering majesty.

A sword directly stabbed Ye Chu's throat, and the speed was very fast. Ye Chu stood there, looking at the spurt, he would stab the sword of his throat, and his face was still calm.

Wang De saw Ye Chu actually standing with his hands on his back, and his heart was in a hurry. From Ye Chu into this door, Wang De raised his mind. Wang De knew that he had entered the gate, and Ye Chu must lie down, no exceptions.

Even so, Wang De hopes that Ye Chu will win a few games and play the power of newcomers. Let the old people know that the newcomers are not free to pinch.

"I still don't hurry to hide. With the speed of Liu Feng, the next moment will run through his throat. If a trick can't take over Liu Feng, then many disciples will definitely insult you!" Looking at Ye Chu’s hand and standing, his heart is rushing.

There is no suspense in a sword, running through the throat of the young boy in front. Everyone looks at this scene with a strange look, thinking that Ye Chu, who is just alive, is like this...

However, their thoughts have just risen, but the scene in front of them has made them sluggish, and the young people in front of them have turned into starlights, and there is no one in front of them.

"The afterimage!" The hearts of the people were stunned, and they looked at the field with their round eyes, and they were unbelievable in their hearts.

At this time, I suddenly stood up and stared straight at Ye Chu, and my eyes were a bit unbelievable. He knows that a practitioner must have more speed practitioners to the residual image, at least he can't reach it.

The fire broke his eyes at this moment. He and Ye Chu had a fight, knowing that Ye Chu was extremely fast. But he couldn't think of dreams, and Ye Chu would be so fast.

Liu Feng looked at the scattered starlight, and his face suddenly changed. It felt like a smashing sword behind him. The sword was turned into a finger-sized sword, like a flying water, and suddenly shot. Liu Feng's back.

With the horrible power and the killing of the sword, the spurs of the sword, let Liu Feng figure crazy change, a long sword in the hand, the body twisted to block the flying swordsman, the swordsman confrontation, the collision out of the shackles the sound of.

Liu Feng speeded back two steps and looked at Ye Chu who didn't know when he appeared behind him. His face was dignified.

“Great!” Liu Feng sighed at Ye Chu. “If I were a singer, my perception would be much stronger than that of a normal practitioner. I will suffer a big loss today.”

Everyone also nodded their heads, thinking that they would be like them, and they would definitely suffer big losses. Only Liu Feng and other people can quickly react.

Thinking of that speed, they still feel chilling.

"Come back!"

Ye Chu did not have the same arguments. He rushed out with the swordsmanship, and he made a continuous sound in the void. The swordsman covered the sword and turned into a handle. The flying sword formed a cone, and the Guanghua rose, flying. To Liu Feng.

Liu Feng did not evade, the long sword in his hand flew out, his artistic conception blended into it, between the rotation, turned into a sword circle, the sword circle rotated, blocked in front of him, blocking all swordsmanship Ye Chu's swordsman can't be inadvertently.

"Your speed is good, but the sword is too bad!" Liu Feng smiled and looked at Ye Chu, without disguising his disdain.

"Yes?" Ye Chu suddenly smiled. In his laughter, Jianguang suddenly changed. The original tapered sword swayed from the air and burst open. The whole sky was densely covered with swords, like rain, dense and shocking. To Liu Feng.

Every sword light like a raindrop, the power is stunned, between the flying shots, falling on the giant pillar metal of the hall, making a squeaking sound.

This kind of attack that has to run through together, the sword circle that Liu Feng blocked in front of him was smashed. Liu Feng stepped back a few steps, holding a long sword in his hand, shaking between Yuan Ling and blocking the attack of Ye Chu. .

"A strong sword!" The people looked at Ye Chu with amazement and looked at the leaf between the Chu and the drive. They knew that Ye Chu had walked out of his own path.

This makes them screaming, and among the blue-collar disciples, there are only a few who walk out of their own way. Ye Chu is also one of them. No wonder the strength is so terrible.

In the riots of Yuan Ling, Liu Feng finally wiped out the sword rain that Ye Chu continued down. The figure stood in the air and stood in front of Ye Chu. There was a bit of interest in his eyes.

"It seems that I still look down on you, but now it is my turn to attack it?" After Liu Feng finished, his figure jumped, his sword outlined dozens of swords, and Jianguang turned into a huge fierce The wolf, the claws of the teeth, fluttered toward Ye Chu.