Chapter 1100: A knife in your hand, a road under your feet

"I don't believe that I can't rush out!"

With a firm look, Luo Feng's figure flashed away and continued to fly forward.

"Domineering!"

didn't go far, several disciples of the Blood Demon Sect appeared, Luo Feng didn't speak, his figure sprinted, and with a fierce punch with a dazzling light, he blasted out.

These Demon Sect disciples, whose cultivation was below the eightfold level of the Spirit Vortex Realm, faced the fierce fist strength of the Heavenly Fire King's fist, they had no power to resist, and their bodies were torn apart, and they didn't even have time to trigger the Blood Condensation Thunderbolt.

Sou!

With a wave of his hand, the wealth of these Demon Sect disciples was wiped out, and Luo Feng's speed did not decrease, passing above the corpses of several Blood Demon Sect disciples, and his eyes were sharp.

His idea is very simple, since there is no way out, there is only one way to fight!

After running for nearly ten miles, Luo Feng killed more than a hundred Blood Demon Sect disciples along the way.

This battle made him feel that his martial arts cultivation was becoming more and more profound, and the power of the Xia Lei Heavenly Sword had increased by a few points.

"Actual combat is really the best cultivation, if it weren't for the presence of a demon general-level master, I wouldn't be in a hurry to leave here. ”

Feeling the improvement in strength, a thought flashed through Luo Feng's mind.

At this rate of progress, it shouldn't take long for him to start cultivating the Third 'Autumn Wind Soul Breaking Knife' of the Four Elephant Infinite Blades.

If anyone knew what Luo Feng was thinking at the moment, they would definitely be so frightened that they couldn't speak. When you are encircled and live and die, it is already good for people to stay calm, and they still have the mind to cultivate.

Well?

As he was rushing to speed, Luo Feng suddenly stopped and looked ahead.

Thousands of meters ahead, there were many people's breaths, as if someone was fighting, and the dull sound was like thunder, which could be heard here, and it seemed that the strength of both sides was not simple.

Luo Feng originally planned to take a detour and leave, but after thinking about it, if he could meet a master and join forces to break through, the chances would be much greater.

"Go see ......"

Making a decision, Luo Feng cast a Tianyun step, swept out, and quietly approached the direction where the movement came.

......

In the desert, a fight is taking place.

Twenty or thirty disciples of the Blood Demon Sect besieged a beautiful young man in blue clothes, and the corpses of several disciples of the Blood Demon Sect were poured on the desert, and blood flowed wildly.

"Yue Haitang, you know that our Blood Demon Sect is here to encircle and suppress Luo Feng, and you dare to kill people here. Say, you ask everywhere about Luo Feng's whereabouts. What's the attempt?"

An old man wearing a black gold-rimmed shirt with narrow and cold eyes stood in the air, his body undulating with the air current, looking coldly at the beautiful young man in the encirclement.

Next to the old man, there was a person standing, who was the one-armed martial artist who had informed Yue Haitang of Luo Feng's whereabouts before.

Yue Haitang held the sword in his hand, looked at the one-armed warrior with a frosty face, and said coldly: "I should have killed you with a sword at that time!"

He was not a person who loved to kill, and he was concerned about Luo Feng's safety at that time, so he spared the life of a one-armed warrior, but he didn't expect to leave a disaster.

Facing Yue Haitang's sharp gaze, the one-armed warrior's face stiffened slightly, and he suddenly waved his hand and said:

"Yue Haitang, at this time and that time, now you are just a turtle in the urn, and there is no qualification for your arrogance here. ”

The one-armed martial artist is full of confidence, the people here are all outstanding disciples of the outer sect of the Blood Demon Sect, and their cultivation is above the sevenfold of the Spirit Vortex Realm, especially the old man in black, who is an elder of the Outer Sect, is an old qualified Spirit Vortex Realm martial artist, and his cultivation has reached the late stage of the ninth stage of the Spirit Vortex Realm.

In his opinion, to kill Yue Haitang, it is enough to have an old man in black.

"Moon Begonia! how could he be here......"

A figure appeared in the nearby sand dunes, it was Luo Feng, and at the same time, his face was a little surprised, he hadn't seen him for a few months, and Yue Haitang was already a mid-stage martial artist in the Spirit Vortex Realm!

After thinking about it, Luo Feng was immediately relieved.

Yue Haitang itself is very talented, and the cultivation is extremely hard, and there is also a sword heart jade on the body of the heaven and earth spirit treasure, this hunting conference, the other party with amazing results, ranked in the personal record list, can practice the jade heaven earth-level exercises, progress will naturally not be slow.

Brush!

Yue Haitang's wrist flicked, and the sword sprinkled a large amount of cold light under the sunset, looking at the one-armed warrior, his eyes were resolute.

"I'm going to kill you this time. ”

The one-armed warrior's face was pale, but he was very jealous of Yue Haitang's strength, and he didn't dare to do it if he wanted to, so he said to the old man in black beside him:

"Elder, this person has a lot to do with Luo Feng, this time he entered the Red Flame Desert, he must want to rescue Luo Feng, and he must be eradicated!"

The old man in black saw that Yue Haitang was young, and he was already a mid-stage cultivator in the Spirit Vortex Realm, if he grew up, he would definitely be a big enemy of the Western Desert Demon Sect, and he already had murderous intent in his heart, so he nodded when he heard the words, and was about to make a move.

At this moment, a cold drink suddenly sounded.

"Glimps!"

In the face of twenty or thirty outstanding masters of the Spirit Vortex Realm, Yue Haitang knew that she could not fall into passivity, so she took the lead in making a move, her whole body vitality was running to the limit, and her steps lightly stepped on the ground.

Bang!

Brilliant blue light erupted from him, dazzling, and many Blood Demon Sect disciples couldn't help but squint their eyes.

In the field of vision, there is no longer the figure of Yue Haitang, only countless cyan rays, shuttling in the void, like the birth of Qingxia, it is very good-looking, and there is a warm wind blowing in the face, which makes people can't help but indulge.

"This is the phantom maze of the Jade Palace, all the illusions in front of you are, don't be confused!"

The black-clothed warrior was shocked, and when he reminded loudly, the three-foot long sword in his hand burst out with a dazzling bloody light, and a sword swept across.

"Break it for me!"

Phew!

The blood-colored sword qi radiated horizontally, and the ferocious momentum suppressed the warm wind.

The green mangs in this space disappeared, and the tall figure of Yue Haitang appeared, hundreds of meters away from where he was just now, with blue clothes dancing lightly in the wind, and a delicate face with a sneer.

The next moment.

Puff! Puff......

The disciples of the Blood Demon Sect who were standing in place burst out of their throats with blood arrows pouring out one after another, and fell on their backs, killing eight people in an instant!

Some people are still confused when they die, not knowing what has happened.

"Ahh

"What's going on?"

Seeing this scene, the other Blood Demon Sect disciples were all colorless.

"You're damned!"

The old man in black had angry eyes, his expression was hideous, the blood on his body was surging, the sword in his hand was like a red soldering iron, and the blood was red, and he was about to kill Yue Haitang.

Phew!

Silently, a red whirlwind appeared, rising against the air and slashing towards the head of the old man in black.

"Not good!"

The old man in black has experienced a hundred battles, and countless experiences of life and death have made him have an instinctive intuition for danger, and when he felt the imminence of death, he immediately gave up attacking Yue Haitang, and turned around and slashed out with a sword.

Boom!

The condensed blood-colored sword qi was crushed by a single blow, the swords collided, and thousands of sparks erupted, only to hear a crash, the sword in the hand of the old man in black was broken into two, and the short sword flew out, piercing the chest of a disciple of the Blood Demon Sect in the distance.

Poof!

The old man in black was boiling with blood, and when his figure retreated, he opened his mouth and spewed out a bloody arrow.

Everyone present was dumbfounded, and most of them didn't know what was going on.

All this happened so fast that even human thinking could not keep up.

Brush!

A figure flew into the air, clutching the whirlwind of flame in its hand.

"Ahh

When the black-clothed old man saw Luo Feng swinging the sword again, he shouted in horror, desperately pouring the vitality of his whole body into the broken sword, wanting to resist.