Worldly Stunning Blade

"I'm afraid the power of this weapon is much more terrible than that just now. I said, brother Carvalho, let's just compete. Don't see blood. It's not good!" Ling Feng smiled bitterly at the bottom of his heart. Looking at Carvalho's excited face, it's obvious that he has long forgotten the word competition, but will fight with life and death. However, Ling Feng also knows that people can make a breakthrough faster only when they are in danger, so although he says so, he looks serious.

"Ling Feng, show me all your skills. If you don't beat me, I'm afraid you'll die today." Carvalho whispered quietly, and soon the red light kept shining.

Each red light lights up, and there is a Carvalho figure in the field. This is Carvalho's unique skill "real residual image", which is why Carvalho is so shocked when he sees the residual image attack of Ling Feng. The red light and shadow shone horribly ten times, which has far exceeded Carvalho's usual power limit. It is obvious that Carvalho played an extraordinary role in the extreme excitement of fighting Ling Feng.

"Ling Feng, are you ready?" Carvalho reminded Ling Feng at this time. Obviously, Carvalho is too confident. You should know that among the thirteen saints recognized in the mainland, except Li Mengyao and Nora Jones, the rest have basically been approached by Carvalho, a martial arts maniac. Except that Francisco, a native French saint, resisted this move by relying on the strong natural defense of the earth, others have lost one after another.

Of course, this is related to the reason that everyone does not work hard. Otherwise, like the dean of Loulan college, Saint Robson of fire law, Carvalho will undoubtedly lose if he is willing to lose 800 and use the forbidden move of Hellfire.

"Come on!" Ling Feng smiled calmly, and his eyes lit up his fighting spirit. Carvalho's crazy and excellent Sparring Practice is not a dream. Ling Feng will naturally seize this opportunity.

Ten red swords lit up and then gathered into such a big bunch. This red sword was so dazzling that Ling Feng couldn't open his eyes. But at this time, the akalio sword with red fighting spirit had reached Ling Feng's head and severely split Ling Feng's head. Ling Feng's head split, but there was no drop of fresh blood. Ling Feng's figure dissipated slowly, and it was a residual image again!

"Carvalho, you're fast, but... Boom!" Ling Fengdi's voice suddenly sounded in the air 100 meters away. Then Carvalho only heard a huge roar. Before turning his head, he was hit hard.

"No... impossible!" ten red lights flashed, and all Carvalho's bodies smashed into the rocks behind him. Regardless of the bursts of pain from himself, he looked at Ling Feng in the air and screamed.

"Don't you believe it?" Ling Feng sneered.

"Don't believe it!" I saw the red light shining again, Carvalho disappeared from his original place, and Ling Feng moved. I only heard bursts of roar blowing in the air, bursts of visible air waves burst, and their speed soared to a terrible level.

Remnant image! A series of residual images appeared one after another, including Carvalho's and Ling Feng's. Carvalho seemed to have more than ten figures at this time, as if thousands of figures kept shuttling through this not narrow valley, and Ling Feng was even more exaggerated. With the emergence of each sonic boom, his body shape had changed a position, and even with the speed at which Carvalho's ten real images soared to this point, he could not be intercepted.

"Whew!"

A deep gully suddenly appeared on the rock, which was obviously cut by the long sword. But in the twinkling of an eye, there was a big pit. Naturally, only Carvalho's alcalio sword can produce such an effect.

"Hoo!"

The whole valley seemed to produce a tornado out of thin air. The wind roared. In the storm, eleven fuzzy figures stood in the air and faced each other.

The gale gradually stopped.

Carvalho solemnly stared at Ling Feng in the distance, and the acalio sword in his hand flowed with blood and gave off a terrible smell in the sun. Ling Feng had a lazy smile on his face, the hem of his long clothes was swinging slightly, and the iron broken teeth in his hand resonated with the air because of the high-speed movement just now, and they were still shaking. He knew that if he was purely faster this time, he had won, and he won with Carvalho's unique skill.

Ling Feng's own speed is fast, but it is not fast enough to exaggerate, unless he uses lightning to move or uses supreme power to move in space. But after seeing Carvalho's unique skills, Ling Feng found a trick to improve speed in a small range.

Feel Carvalho's attack carefully and you will know that his every strike moves along the gap of air flow. Because there will be a collision between air and air, a great force will be generated in the gap of this collision. If he moves along the direction of this force, the speed will be greatly improved.

If this gap is used to move, a real residual image will be formed. Of course, the conditions for the generation of real residual images are very harsh. The power generated by this gap actually has a very delicate balance. If the fighting spirit of the warrior destroys this balance, the real residual images cannot appear. If the fighting spirit fails to reach this balance point, it will be hurt by the power generated by the gap.

This is why Carvalho's control of fighting spirit is very accurate.

For Ling Feng, this is even simpler. Internal force is a wonderful thing that can move with the heart, and it exists in people's body. It is difficult to destroy the balance of power in the gap. Therefore, when Ling Feng completely displays the real remnant image, there will be the effect just now.

"I admit, your speed is much faster than me. However, I don't know what it is like for you to face me?" Carvalho Carvalho looked directly at Ling Feng and said, and the fierce sense of war rose.

"Why don't you dare?" Ling Feng also entered an excited state at this time, and his body also exuded a tyrannical sense of war.

"Boom!" this time, Carvalho's violent speed also caused a sonic boom.

Moreover, during the sprint, Carvalho's ten separate bodies were split again. The acalio sword in his hand suddenly became thousands of sword shadows. Look at the smart appearance, where is the bulkiness of the big sword?

"Well come!"

The broken iron teeth in Lingfeng's hand moved. Almost in an instant, Lingfeng seemed to have a tornado in front of him, and countless gray sword shadows stabbed Carvalho at the same time.

"Qiang!" "Qiang!" "Qiang!" "Qiang!" "Qiang!"

Countless crashing sounds sounded one after another, and then Ling Feng's right leg was pulled out along the air gap. The long lost Fengshen leg finally became powerful, like a steel whip, and turned into a shadow all over the sky, and pulled hard towards Carvalho.

"Peng!" Carvalho's alcalio sword was severely kicked by Ling Feng's Fengshen leg, making a dull loud noise, and the whole person flew back.

In this attack, the two were even.

The air in the whole valley was like condensation at this time, and the terrible depression made people feel unable to breathe.

"If you take my last sword, I'll be completely convinced." Carvalho has a touch of appreciation for Ling Feng in his eyes. Originally, he thought that the youngest saint was at most equal to Li Mengyao. Unexpectedly, he has far surpassed his old guys, but he still has the last mace, "You know, no one can force me to use this move except Hewitt sword saint, the disciple of the three most respected children's tigers, but it's a pity that he also lost!"

"Good! Good!" Ling Feng raised his head and laughed, "if you can take my last sword, I will be completely convinced."

Two as like as two peas as like as two peas, as like as two peas, but in the end, there is only one winner.

"Ha ha... Then try the power of my ten power sword." Carvalho laughed, and immediately a little of the mountain wall, the whole man rushed towards Ling Feng again at a faster speed.

Ling Feng smiled coldly. He already knew that Carvalho's characteristic is that speed multiplied by strength to get a bonus several times his own strength. If you want to beat him, you must at least have the same speed

"Boom!" the air burst.

Ling Feng's body disappeared in the air, the whole person had turned into nothingness, and a huge peach blossom bloomed in the sky.

The red light of the alcalio sword in Carvalho's hand suddenly flourished. The dazzling red made the alcalio sword take away the brilliance of the sun in the air and dye the valley red.

Before contact, the prelude to their last strike had an earth shaking momentum, but Carvalho broke out first.

The red and almost monstrous light was as swift and violent as thunder, but there was a kind of soft as spring breeze. Two completely different artistic conception were reflected on the same sword. That special rhythm made the whole air fluctuate with the drawing of the blade.

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