After saying that, Luo Feng stepped out, and the cold air suddenly spread from the source as the right foot.

The ultimate absolute zero-degree field unfolds, and a world of ice and snow in an instant.

"Get out!" Luo Feng raised his hand with one hand, and the void suction actually knocked out the 32nd Lord in the center of Feng Yan with a palm.

"It turned out to be the Nine Nether Realm!" Everyone was extremely shocked.

"Boy, you have reached such cultivation at a young age. You are definitely not an ordinary person. Where are you masters?" The 32nd Lord, who was slapped by Luo Feng's palm, quickly recovered from shock.

Because he saw that Luo Feng was just a small ghost cave, and although he was blessed by the rune sorcerer, he was in the cultivation level of the Three Illigan caves.

The absolute gap in cultivation cannot be made up for by the technique of keeping one's body.

"You are talking too much nonsense. I'm not in the mood to talk to you, an ant. You can die."

"You said I was an ant?" The 32nd Lord's face turned pale, "You know there is a difference between you and me..."

"Shut up," Luo Feng interrupted mercilessly.

Ni Lin came out with his back hand, and he was casual and decisive in slashing out.

"What!" The 32nd Lord's pupils shrank slightly, and a sword energy arrived instantly.

"Swoosh!"

The sword energy swept across the sky, stirring up a lot, disappearing into the vast desert horizon, and murderous aura flowed thousands of miles away.

"Plop!"

The corpse fell from the sky, and the head of the 32nd neighbor was sucked into his hand with Luo Feng.

At this moment, the world is quiet.

Above the dead city, there was only a storm entrenching the sky, whirring.

Who would have thought that the lord of the Sanyou Cave was beheaded by the other young man impatiently with a sword.
Chapter completed!