Luo Feng's voice echoed throughout the world, but Ming Luxiu was still delayed in coming.

"You must be Luo Feng," said the woman in a white dress from the snowy mountain next door, walking to the cliff, her black hair dancing, "The child of Ming Luxiu will not come."

Luo Feng frowned, "Why?"

"He... provoked some forces in this territory, and now he is probably... dead."

"I have advised him before to keep a low profile here. After all, he is a physical practitioner and cannot compete with the same level of combat power who possesses bloodline fields and weird bloodline abilities."

"But he is too arrogant. He said, Luo Feng, you are never afraid of any opponent. As your younger brother, he naturally has no fear of anyone. He wants to wipe out all powerful enemies for you before you come in."

"Is that so?" Luo Feng shook his head and sighed, "How long has it been since the accident?"

"Three days ago, I heard that he was going to challenge those monsters at the eighth level of the Mysterious Realm in the third level. Some of them have been alive for hundreds of years. How could he possibly defeat them when they monopolize a world here? What's more?

The opponent has a large number of people, and among them there are four people at the eighth level of the Xuanjing."

"Those four people are currently the ceiling of the third-level region, and no one can shake them so far."

Luo Feng was silent and landed on the mountain peak. The two looked at each other from the distance. Luo Feng bowed and said, "This beautiful sister, can you lead the way for me."

The woman in the white dress shook her head, "I can't go. I have been sealed here for twenty years by some kind of restriction. Now I can't get out."

"You said you were sealed?"

"Lantian Yu, one of the four, I lost to him back then, and the end result is that I will be trapped here forever, unless one day my cultivation reaches the peak of the eighth level of the Xuanjing, but... my limit

It should be here.”

"Seal?" Luo Feng sensed that there was a powerful restriction in the snow mountain area. Deep in the cold mist deep inside the restriction, on top of the snow mountain peak, a golden bowl as big as a bowl swallowed golden brilliance, covering the area.

"If I help you lift this restriction, can you take me there?"

"You can't do it. This restriction is guarded by the Qiankun Bowl."

Luo Feng turned it over with one hand, and the double-edged knife fell into his hand.

Without any hesitation, a sword slashed out into the void.

The sword energy was flowing across the sky, and the sword was extremely simple. The sword crossed eight directions and hit the big golden bowl.

This sword caused the golden bowl to shake violently, but it did not move even half.

The woman in the white dress shook her head and smiled bitterly, "Brother Luo Feng, I can't even get away, let alone you. Forget it."

Luo Feng frowned, and his sword energy gathered again, and he slashed out with him.

One sword turns into ten thousand swords, ten thousand swords return to one sword, everything returns to its original nature, but it contains the great truth.

This sword made the golden bowl take a few steps back, but it did not affect its magic.

Luo Feng did not believe in evil, so he leaned forward, and all the dense sword energy fell down. The void collapsed and shattered, but the golden bowl remained motionless.

"This big bowl of heaven and earth is so hard. My double-edged sword can cut through the armor of the lesser royal race. Why doesn't it move at all?"

"It contains a powerful and hidden spell. If you can't solve this complicated spell, you will naturally not be able to open it." The girl in the white dress did not hold out any hope, but just advised, "Go quickly and head toward the southwest.

Go deeper, and at the end you will see a cliff with countless broken swords. There is a sword maniac there, and he has been waiting for you, the Ji family, for a long time."

: "If you beat him, he should tell you the next route. He...is actually not bad, just a little stubborn."

"Thank you, beautiful sister. When I come back, I will find a way to help you lift this taboo, as a way of repaying your kindness for guiding me."

"Brother Luo Feng, cultivation is not easy. Be careful in everything. If you can't defeat him, you can run away. Remember not to show off your strength. Be especially careful of Lantian Jade and that one-eyed guy. Their bloodline abilities are very special."

"Yes," Luo Feng bowed and ran away in the direction he pointed.

Watching Luo Feng leave, the woman in the white dress sighed, "I hope everything goes well."

...

In the Broken Sword Valley, there are cliffs stretching thousands of feet, and countless swords were broken and abandoned here.

At this time, on the cliff, a man in white was sitting cross-legged.

Suddenly, the man in white slowly opened his eyes, with a smile on his lips.

There was a person reflected in the depths of his eyes, that was Luo Feng.

"Are you Luo Feng?" the man in white said calmly.

"Is Ming Luxiu here?"

"Yes, he was suppressed in the land of blood corpses by Lan Tianyu using eight-stranded dragon nails. Lan Tianyu wants to refine him into his own corpse soldier."

"I'm going to take him away," Luo Feng held a double-edged sword in his hand, his eyes cold, "Will you stop me?"

"Yes," the man in white waved his hand, and a snow-white flying sword appeared in front of him.

The energy of heaven and earth around him condensed and turned into a huge whirlpool storm.

He suspended in the sky and looked at Luo Feng meaningfully, "If you beat me, you can go in."

Without saying any more, Luo Feng stepped out of the void and slashed through the air with wide open and close sword skills.

The man in white drew his sword gracefully through the void with one hand.

The white long sword in front of him turned into sword energy that filled the sky, and all of it came out.

The seemingly delicate sword swallowed up the mountains and rivers, turning into an endless flow, vowing to suppress Luo Feng here.

Luo Feng was fearless in the torrent of sword rain. The sword heart allowed him to maintain absolute concentration, and the penetrating sword intention allowed him to become one with the double-edged sword.

At this moment, he is the double-edged sword, and the double-edged sword is him.

He is not fighting in the torrent of thousands of swords, but dancing.

Luo Feng's sword swing became faster and faster, and he began to step into the sword domain of the man in white.

At this moment, Luo Feng began to exert his strength.

Dao Zhijian drew his sword and slashed it out of the void at this moment.

A sword energy passed across and hit the last line of defense hard.

The man in white was not surprised, because he knew Luo Feng's superb attainments in swordsmanship before this.

"I have been waiting for this moment for a long time," the man in white said with a smile, "You know, Luo Feng, I have long heard that you and Ji Zhantian miss the ancestors of the Ji family the most."

"And I am also a swordsman. In order to wait for your arrival, I have suppressed my cultivation for many years. Before you entered the Temple of the Emperor of Light, I was waiting for this moment."

"I want to experience the feeling of competing with the geniuses of the Ji family before entering the second level."

"Then do you regret it now?"

Luo Feng held the sword in one hand, and the sword formed a circle of its own, allowing the sword energy to cut outside the barrier.

He thought about the man in white coming step by step, swaying in the wind.

"I don't regret it," the man in white smiled, "Actually, I am not suitable for using a sword. In fact, my father also reminded me in every possible way."

"But I don't know why, from the moment I hold the sword in my hand, I feel that I have never been so free."

"Are you the second generation emperor?"

"Well, yes," the man in white said, "my father has been dead for more than forty years. He was resurrected by the power of a strange beast, and he chose to hang himself."

"You are indeed not suitable for using a sword," Luo Feng said honestly, "even if your cultivation is already at the peak of the eighth level of the Xuan Realm."

"I know, but... I don't regret it," the man in white continued to wield his sword to prevent Luo Feng from entering. "It is said that swords are the most ruthless. This is true in the Ji family's Sword Dynasty era."

"In the era when the ancestors of the Ji family lived, no one dared to use a sword."

"I admire the ancestor of the Ji family, and I love swords so much. Unfortunately... I wasn't able to see his style in his time, but it's okay, at least I'm waiting for someone from the Ji family."

"My obsession for many years can finally be resolved today."

"Come on then, use your most beautiful sword. I don't want to waste too much time here."

"Okay," the man in white smiled, "Luo Feng, be careful."

As soon as he finished speaking, the long white sword turned into a dragon, covering the world and suppressing Luo Feng.

Luo Feng ignored it. Even though the dog-fighting swordsmanship was about fighting dogs, it was also possible to fight dragons.

A sword was shot out casually, and the white dragon trembled in the void, then collapsed in an instant.

The sword energy dissipated, and the remaining sword fell from the cliff into the dark canyon.

The double-edged knife landed on the neck of the man in white at some point. Luo Feng said, "You lose."

"Yes, I lost, it was expected."

"But why don't you use your advantage? You are at the eighth level of the Xuan Realm. If you use your cultivation level, you may not lose so quickly."

"If you lose, you lose." The man in white closed his eyes, "Kill me, Ming Lu Xiu is inside."

"Thank you very much," Luo Feng put away his knife and ran away quickly, "You look pretty good, although you have a dull mind."

"Why don't you kill me?"

Luo Feng disappeared into the depths, but the voice came out.

"Your sword lacks aura and can still improve a bit. If you are not an enemy, I can give you some guidance in the future."
Chapter completed!