Chapter 315: Defeated at the hands of a robber without spiritual power

"There is no need to check it!" The masked man with a hoarse voice said slowly: "Even if the Demon God Sword is not on you, we will kill you!"

"Since that's the case, there's nothing to say between us!" Luo Xiaofeng looked at the Blood Flame Divine Sword in his hand, and there was a hint of loneliness on his face.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop. He didn't want to kill anyone, but now he has to kill him.

The masked man with a hoarse voice stared at the Blood Flame Divine Sword in Luo Xiaofeng's hand and suddenly said, "If I'm not mistaken, the knife in your hand is a treasure knife!"

For warriors who practice spiritual power, the attack-type top-grade artifact Blood Flame Divine Sword is of course a treasure sword, and it is not an ordinary treasure sword, but a treasure sword among treasure swords.

Luo Xiaofeng was inclined to the red blade and nodded: "The knife in my hand is indeed a treasure knife!"

"We originally only wanted the Demon God Sword, but now, I suddenly changed my mind!" said the masked man with a hoarse voice.

"Oh?" Luo Xiaofeng slowly raised his head: "It is also a beautiful thing that you can turn from evil to good!"

The masked man with a hoarse voice shook his head: "We are determined to win the Demon God Sword, and we will accept your sword!" Hearing his tone, it seemed as if Luo Xiaofeng had been knocked down by him and allowed to slaughter him.

Luo Xiaofeng sneered and suddenly said, "My knife is a top-notch attack artifact. It uses spiritual power to activate it. The attack power is quite great. Not to mention a human being, even a small hill can be lifted."

The masked man with a hoarse voice said lightly: "What do you mean by saying this? Are we afraid of your sword?"

"I don't mean this. I just remind you that you have suffered a great loss in terms of weapons." Luo Xiaofeng said.

"That's not necessarily!" said the masked man with a hoarse voice coldly: "No matter how powerful a weapon is, it may not be able to block our sword formation."

Luo Xiaofeng glanced at the black sword in the masked man's hand and felt funny in his heart. How could this iron sword made of mortal iron be compared with his attack-type top-quality artifact Blood Flame Divine Sword?

The masked man with a hoarse voice was obviously the leader of the group. He looked around and suddenly raised the sword in his hand.

The dozens of masked men around were arranged in fan shapes, and then surrounded Luo Xiaofeng in the middle at an incredible speed.

Luo Xiaofeng picked up the Blood Flame Divine Sword.

The masked man with a hoarse voice suddenly waved his sword. Instead of attacking Luo Xiaofeng, he issued a mysterious order.

Dozens of masked men dispersed instantly, each occupying a seat, and the tip of each of them pointed at Luo Xiaofeng.

Luo Xiaofeng didn't move. He said in his heart that he didn't take these masked people with no spiritual power and cultivation seriously.

Dozens of people occupy different seats, and these seats have no advantage, they look messy and clueless.

Luo Xiaofeng sneered. With his current spiritual power cultivation, if he uses the four magic sword styles, he can instantly take the lives of these people. Even if he does not use spiritual power or the four magic sword styles, he is confident of defeating these people.

The hoarse masked man suddenly shouted: "Hait..."

Just when Luo Xiaofeng was not sure about it, dozens of masked men and dozens of long swords stabbed from an incredible angle.

The long sword pierced the pool water and stabbed Luo Xiaofeng like lightning.

Luo Xiaofeng was shocked.

Dozens of people, although the seats are different, the angles of the swords stabbed out are strange and dangerous.

What surprised Luo Xiaofeng even more was that these people were surprisingly fast. Although they were in the Yin-Yang Pool, the pool water had no effect on them at all.

Luo Xiaofeng made a quick move. The blood-flame divine sword in his hand, carrying three layers of spiritual power, drew a blood-red circle and swept across the long sword that pierced from all directions.

Luo Xiaofeng didn't want to use spiritual power, but he completely underestimated the ability of these people. If he didn't use spiritual power and separate these long swords, he would definitely not be able to avoid these long swords. Even if he could avoid three or four long swords, he would definitely not be able to avoid dozens of long swords while attacking at the same time.

The Blood Flame Divine Sword with the sound of wind, wherever it goes, the sword is broken and the person is dead.

Five swords, five people, instantly destroyed.

Just as Luo Xiaofeng's new move was not released and the old move was old, the remaining black long sword had stabbed in silently.

While dozens of long swords sealed all Luo Xiaofeng's retreat, they all rushed to the vital points of Luo Xiaofeng.

Luo Xiaofeng has no choice but to avoid it!

Dozens of long swords formed an invincible sword formation.

No matter where Luo Xiaofeng retreated, he was within the sphere of influence of the sword formation.

The cold sword energy spread out, like an invisible big hand, pinching Luo Xiaofeng's neck.

Luo Xiaofeng felt difficult to breathe.

At the critical moment, the heart beads on Luo Xiaofeng's body automatically lit up.

Before Luo Xiaofeng could use his consciousness to activate the Tianxin Bead in his body, he opened it by himself. There were not many cases where the Tianxin Bead automatically opened, unless it was a very critical and dangerous moment.

The Tianxin Bead was spinning rapidly in Luo Xiaofeng's body, emitting a dazzling golden light.

Tianxinzhu is the supreme and powerful defensive artifact, and its defense ability is extremely powerful.

A golden aperture rhythm surrounded Luo Xiaofeng's body, blocking the long sword that pierced from all directions.

"Bobo...bobo..."

The golden aperture of the Tianxin Bead collided with dozens of black long swords, making a harsh sound.

Countless small bubbles emerged from the Yin and Yang Pool...

The hoarse masked man suddenly screamed strangely, kicked his duck's shoes, and he was like a dart in the water, shooting towards Luo Xiaofeng.

The long sword pierced into the golden aperture of Tianxin Bead from an incredible angle.

Before Luo Xiaofeng could react, he felt a shock on his shoulders.

The golden aperture of Tianxin Bead was broken, and a long sword had pierced into Luo Xiaofeng's shoulder.

The masked man with a hoarse voice succeeded in one move, drew his sword, retreated, and completed it in one go.

Luo Xiaofeng gritted his teeth and took two steps back. He never dreamed that an ordinary iron sword could break through the golden light barrier of the Tianxin Bead.

The masked man with a hoarse voice looked at Luo Xiaofeng coldly: "Hurry up and hand over the demon sword, otherwise, this Yin-Yang Pool will be your burial place."

The little guy was shocked, and the famous Luo Xiaofeng was defeated by the ordinary robbers who had no spiritual power and cultivation.

Sha Guang clenched his fists and bulged his mouth: "Let's go... go... they want to fight with the master... we must help the master..."

Xiao Budian frowned and shook his head: "The master was careless for a moment. When he came to his senses, those guys would not do it."

The fool didn't listen and was about to rush over with his fists.

Xiao Budian was shocked and growled, "Don't cause trouble, okay? The master asked you to stand aside. Without his orders, even if the sky falls, you don't want to go there."

Sha Guang glared at Xiao Budian and said fiercely: "I'm afraid of the devil!"

"I'm afraid of death! But, now you're not going to help the master, but to harm the master!" Xiao Budian snatched Luo Xiaofeng in the distance and whispered.

(End of this chapter)
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