There are limits to the two strongest swords of Dao Zhi Jian.

You must reach the ninth level of swordsmanship to wield it.

When Luo Feng became a ninth-grade swordsman, the two most powerful swords were born here.

Under the penetrating sword intention and in the blood of the Di family, the eleventh sword "Zhanxu" was born in the new era.

It looks like an ordinary sword, but it is a strike that contains the basis of the previous five swords.

A white cold light traveled across the void, piercing the void with terrifying penetrating power and heading straight for Fekir.

Fekir twisted the trident in his hand. He, who had already become a ninth-level spearman, was naturally unafraid and used his grandfather's "fighting spearmanship" to directly hit Luo Feng's sword energy.

Two extreme powers intertwined in the air, erupting into a terrifying storm, causing everyone to retreat.

The old silk man said in surprise in the violently shaking space, "This boy is so terrifying. He has mastered the penetrating sword intent. At this age and with such qualifications, does the blood of the Emperor's family still have such potential?"

Even though Fekir's cultivation at this time was higher than Luo Feng, with the blessing of the Emperor's bloodline, Luo Feng entered the realm of no one.

Luo Feng waved the reverse scale and felt more at home.

After swinging the first sword of "Zhanxu", Luo Feng relied on his terrifying physique and ignored the force of the backlash, and then followed with a wild slash of the twelfth sword.

The second sword is also the strongest sword in the Twelve Sword Box.

Back then, Feikui Shandao, this twelfth sword did not have a name. It was a personal understanding of the sword, and the results were different.

Just like the Twelve Sword Box itself, there is no fixed routine of traditional swordsmanship. What is emphasized is flexibility and change, which is born from the state of mind.

Luo Feng didn't understand it back then, but now that he is an unprecedentedly powerful ninth-grade swordsman, Luo Feng seems to have understood.

So Luo Feng realized it temporarily for the first time and figured out his own twelfth sword.

A flash of white light flashed across Luo Feng's mind, like the darkness of the universe passing by.

That's the twelfth sword!

All he saw was that the scales in Luo Feng's hand shook violently, and overwhelming sword energy surged out. As Luo Feng roared angrily, the sword energy shot straight into the sky and turned into stars all over the sky.

Those stars are swords, a sword from the stars.

"What is that!" Fekir was shocked by the sword energy that exploded from above his head. It was too majestic and majestic.

He only saw Fekir's figure retreating rapidly, and felt the terrifying power of this sword.

He twisted the trident in his hand, as if he was using the second level of bloodline power.

Suddenly, a group of tridents filled the sky like battleships emerging from the tide of golden runes.

Blessed by the power of rune laws, today's second-level methods are even more terrifying.

But...

The sword energy from both sides intertwined in that space, but there was no violent explosion as everyone expected.

Everything returned to calm.

Although the white star aura is not as powerful as Fekir using his bloodline ability, it still carries a profound charm.

They adhered to the golden tide and began to eat away at the trident group.

This is an extremely weird swordsmanship, and it can even be said that it is not a swordsmanship.

This is what Luo Feng wants to tell everyone in the Cyber ​​Royal Family and the slaves who were once tortured like Amber.

Amber is blowing in the wind, the red skirt is fluttering, and the beautiful eyes under the black hair are moist.

She looked through the yellow sand in the sky and looked at the man standing in the blood mist holding the reverse scale and covering his red lips.

"Sister, what are those stars?" the little girl said innocently.

Amber held the little girl's hand and said with a trembling voice, "Brother is telling us that a single spark can start a prairie fire. This sword was created by all of us."

"Ji Wudao!" Fekir roared at the golden tide. Seeing the defeated Trident Golden Group being eaten away by the starlight, he slashed quickly and crazily, trying to force those starlights back.

But the starlights began to gather together after eating away at the first batch of trident groups, and finally turned into a new sword.

Accompanied by the complex spear skills performed by Fekir, the sword shook violently, and with a whoosh, it touched the endlessly flowing Yangtze River and flew straight into the sky. This was the sword of the Yangtze River.

The long sword crushed Fekir's slash, and a horrifying aura erupted, but it did not stop, but continued to change with Luo Feng's state of mind.

Suddenly the void shook and split, the long river surged, and the third strange phenomenon appeared, turning into the Great Wall, which actually stood majestically in front of the panicked Fekir.

The sword energy can change independently, which contains the yin and yang, the five elements, and the principles of life and all things. The Great Wall represents the will of China. They stand in front of Fekir and protect the people behind them.

As the Great Wall suddenly appeared, the terrifying sword energy suddenly collided with Fekir's thrust.

"boom!"

Fekir spurted blood wildly, and the sword actually penetrated the armor directly, hitting Fekir's body substantially.

This attack was directed by Thirteen.

Although Qi cannot penetrate armor, sword Qi can.

The sword energy turns into strength and is regarded as the sword's steel.

The sword poured out, sending Fekir flying thousands of meters and crashing into the desert.

Before he could get up, the Great Wall changed again and turned into a sword from the Yellow River, once again heading towards Fekir, whose face was pale and extremely embarrassed.

This change is the result of the crazy Ah San who blocked Luo Feng in the extreme cold storm.

That sentence "Brother Luo Feng, I created the world for you, and along with that Yellow River swallowed up Fei Qir."

The billowing sword energy surged and dispersed in the desert. Fekir slashed at the resisters with the sword energy of the Yellow River. A strand of blond hair instantly turned into powder in the sword energy.

The void opened, and Fekir could no longer bear the endless flow of the Yellow River Sword Qi, so he jumped in, and then fell in embarrassment on the hill in the west.

The golden armor on his body erupted with endless light, but the inside of the armor was already dripping with blood.

"That's enough!" Fekir's features were ferocious, and it was difficult to accept this fact for a moment.

He slashed his proud bloodline trident on the spot like crazy, and roared at the Yellow River sword energy rushing in again, "I am the high-ranking prince of the cyber royal family, the future king, you

These humble ants and lowly slaves will all surrender under my feet."

"I am the grandson of Basses. I was born noble. I was born to be a king. I want to reach the top of the mountain and become a powerful person in the mysterious realm..."

"Ji Wudao!" Fekir stepped forward with his blond hair dancing wildly. The moment the Yellow River sword energy arrived, he roared, "I want you to kneel down in front of the future king!"

"Huh, king?" Luo Feng hid the blood mist and sneered, "If this is the king, then you, the king, are too embarrassed. Go to hell, future king."

"boom!"

The surging Yellow River Sword Qi changed once again when it reached Fekir's body.

The sword energy of the Yellow River in the sky turned into a five-clawed golden dragon.

The five-clawed golden dragon let out a dragon roar in the sky above Panku Desert.

This sword is based on Fulong Kendo.

Luo Feng's twelfth sword carries the hopes and entrustments of too many people.

He attributed those hopes to this sword, which was unique to Luo Feng.

It was originally nameless, but was transformed after meeting the seniors who kept flashing through Luo Feng's mind.

Fekir suddenly woke up in Dragon Roar. He knew very well that at this level, cultivation level was no longer the key.

Seeing that Luo Feng's swordsmanship has far surpassed his spear skills, and in terms of murderous aura, Luo Feng has reached the realm of the old emperor.

Even the rune spell that Fekir was proud of, which suppressed Luo Feng's first rank, locked him in place the moment it released the sound waves.

Fekir thought about many scenes, including Luo Feng being suppressed by him in every possible way, but this scene was the only one he did not think of.

"Roar!"

Seeing that the opponent was unable to use the void escape technique, the five-clawed dragon opened its bloody mouth and pounced on the screaming Fekir under Luo Feng's decisive killing will.

"boom!"

Fekir was swallowed up by the sword energy, and the desert was pushed horizontally in an instant, and the sword energy plummeted thousands of miles.

Luo Feng stood in the yellow sand, his black robe swaying and flying, holding the second level of the Emperor's bloodline in reverse scale like a god.

In the distance, the silk old man saw this and shouted, "It's not good." He saw that Fekir in the center of the sword energy was twisting, and the Baokai on his body was actually dimming.

Only at this moment did everyone realize that what Fekir had just shouted was not that he was disdainful to use his killing move, but that he was suppressed by Luo Feng's certain ability, which caused him, as an eighth-level rune warlock, to be unable to use the old emperor's "Principle Source"

record."

The old man in silk took the lead and moved to seek the savior, but just when he launched his void escape technique to suck away the sword energy that was constantly squeezing Fekir...

Suddenly, a strong murderous aura fell on him.

Exactly! Luo Feng.
Chapter completed!