Peach Luck Unparalleled

Qin Feng and Isabella went one after the other, sandwiching the Angel of Death.

"Raeng didn't talk nonsense, your strength has indeed increased a lot." He said coldly, and slowly pulled out the flower sword hanging from his waist with his right hand.

There was a gloomy blue reflection on the blade, and it looked like it had been poisoned. You must know that his foil sword was not poisonous in the previous two battles.

"Then what do you see, such as my current level?" Isabella said in a cliché.

The angel of death raised his eyebrows: "A person with a high level can naturally see the level of a low-level person. You don't think you are better than me, do you? Do you really think I can't see it? Now you have the baron peak. Strength, but compared to me, the viscount, it is still far behind."

The beautiful instructor smiled: "So it's the peak baron. I really don't know what level I am, thank you. By the way, why do you have to poison your sword? Are you afraid of us?"

"Stop talking nonsense, hit if you want! Isn't there poison on your dagger?" Only then did he realize that he had been fooled. If he had known earlier, he would not have said so much, and let the other party guess for themselves.

"As you wish!" With a thought in Qin Feng's mind, the flying sword galloped away from under his feet, pointing directly at the throat of the angel of death.

"Overestimating one's abilities!" The angel of death swung the foil sword, successfully swung the flying sword away, and then focused on Isabella.

Because he felt that relatively speaking, Isabella was more dangerous than Qin Feng. The strong self-healing ability of the vampires endowed them with strong fighting power. hand.

However, his judgment was wrong.

Qin Shao was in charge of the main attack, and Isabella just kept wandering around the periphery, attacking once or twice from time to time, and separated immediately after the first contact, so as not to give the opponent a chance to stalk.

First Young Master Qin's attacks were relatively sharp. Flying swords, spells and spells came one after another, and the angel of death divided part of his attention on the beautiful instructor, so he immediately felt overwhelmed.

"Ice pick, go to hell!" Qin Feng scolded this sentence, but there was no ice pick, but a fire dragon five or six meters long, which burned off a lock of hair from the angel of death.

"Fire Dragon, go to hell!"

This time the Angel of Death had gained experience, so he quickly lowered his head to avoid it, but a bolt of lightning hit him accurately on the back of the head.

Being duped twice in a row made him feel very shameless, and shouted: "Damn Chinese people, what kind of skills are you doing, you have the guts to fight me head-on."

"Dead bat, didn't I fight you head-on?" First Young Master Qin responded: "You can't hide from everything, it's because you are incapable, okay! Fire dragon, it's coming again!"

The angel of death dodged to the side subconsciously, but was swept up by the flying fire dragon, and there was not much hair left that was burned.

False and real, Young Master Qin can use it with ease.

"Soul light!" The angel of death flapped its wings fiercely, and flew towards Qin Feng recklessly, making up his mind to take him down even if he would lose both.

when... poof...

He was just halfway through the flight when he was hit by Isabella who swooped down from above. His body was like a kite with a broken string, and he hit the ground heavily, creating a big hole.

When he was beaten, he remembered that there was another opponent.

Standing up from the pit in disgrace, he was gasping for breath. He suffered successive losses from the beginning, and it seemed that he had to change his strategy.

Before coming here, he still looked down on Rage Angel, and joked that he was incompetent, and those who were taken care of by Qin Feng and Isabella could only escape for their lives. Now he really realized it, and wanted to take down these two It's not easy for people who cooperate with each other tacitly.

"The viscount transforms!" He growled, his body muscles crackling.

Qin Feng stared at him in the sky: "Mrs. Shasha, what's going on?"

"At the cost of a certain part of your own vitality, in exchange for a short-term increase in strength, this is a unique skill of the noble-level blood race." She replied.

Below, the Angel of Death's body is one-third taller, and its membrane wings have also become much larger. The letter of the poisonous snake.

"According to the arrangement just now, I will attack you head-on." He said in a deep voice, "It seems that the enemy has become very difficult to deal with, and we have to kill him to avoid trouble in the future."

"No problem!" The beautiful instructor ran towards the angel of death's flank.

Qin Feng rushed forward, grabbed the air with both hands, and an individual anti-tank missile launcher appeared out of thin air. After quickly locking the target, he pressed the launch button without thinking.

whoosh...

The missile trailed a long tail flame and was moving at a high speed.

The angel of death swung his sword and was cut in half by the missile. Although the missile still exploded, its destructive power was minimized and it did not cause any damage to him.

"Huaxia boy, I burn my vitality as the price, how can I be injured by a mere human weapon, take my life!" He threw the foil sword and flapped his wings at the same time, and came towards him one after the other.

jingle...

The flying sword and the flower sword collided, and the flying sword was knocked flying. Qin Feng felt a huge shock in his chest and had already suffered internal injuries.

The most direct result is that his ability to move is limited, and his movements are not as agile as before.

Seeing that the huge body of the angel of death was about to hit him, his heart hung in his throat, and he could only pin his hopes on his spiritual shield.

As for whether the spiritual power shield can block it, he has no idea at all. If it is someone whose strength is not as good as his, he has great hopes, but he is facing an opponent who is obviously stronger than himself.

The strong wind brought by the huge body of the angel of death has already blown to Qin Feng's face, like a knife cutting.

It was about to be hit, but the picture seemed to stop suddenly.

A white shadow leaped high from behind the angel of death, and looked at the guy's head with a dagger stuck in it.

Isabella took the opportunity to sneak attack and stab all the daggers into the angel of death's cap.

The high-jumping body began to descend, and she gracefully stepped on each other's shoulders, and then the two began to descend rapidly.

poof...

The Angel of Death's two legs were completely submerged in the soil. Isabella lifted the other leg and stepped on the root of the dagger, and then the soles of her feet shook.

The head of the angel of death was churned into a paste by the sharp dagger.

Qin Feng let out a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had escaped a catastrophe. Fortunately, Sha Sha's wife came in time, otherwise, his brother would have been seriously injured again.

He swooped down, sword in hand, and pierced the Angel of Death's heart.