Luo Feng watched these people who had already made their move, having long prepared himself for the worst.
They might be having a small internal conflict now, but Luo Feng knew that their ultimate target was still him.
But then Luo Feng reconsidered. They were already fighting among themselves at this point—weren't they looking down on him far too much? They really weren't treating Luo Feng like a person!
Only that fellow from the Void Refining Ancient Race revealed killing intent in his eyes. Luo Feng looked over and saw him charging straight at him, even faster than Xuan Mo.
The surrounding space was all part of his spatial domain. Within it, his control over space was at its strongest.
Senior Sword Demon shouldn't be staying hidden. Perhaps he wants to see my strength. Fine. Since they've given me this chance, they should indeed learn what strength I, Blade Demon, possess.
Luo Feng did not reject the name Blade Demon. He had even become somewhat enamored with it.
First there was Sword Demon, then there was Blade Demon. The reputation of Blade Demon should be just as resounding.
No emperor wished to keep a low profile unless forced to.
At that moment, Luo Feng activated the Star Tower. Although the Star Tower was still far from fully digesting Qian Jun's Emperor Race Blood, its power over space had increased considerably, giving Luo Feng even stronger control over space.
Then there was the One Thought Dao Intent World Domain. In an instant, the entire battlefield fell into a golden world of saber intent. It gleamed brilliantly, with nothing but Dao Intent Power flowing through it.
The entire world also radiated an incomparably intense aura of sharpness.
The Black-Clothed Figure carrying a long staff on his back sensed all this, and surprise