Reborn Sword Emeperor in the City

The flame field of huoqilin completely collapsed under the attack of Lingfeng Qingling giant sword. As for his body, it was even more vulnerable to resist the attack of Qingling giant sword.

As the dust slowly dissipates, a huge pit has been formed at the original position of Huo Qilin. There are countless cracks spreading around the pit. As for Huo Qilin, who is half kneeling on the ground, his face is pale and embarrassed. He is like a beggar. No one can imagine that he is Huo Qilin who was very proud just now.

"I didn't expect you to be so strong."

Fire Qilin said, and then a mouthful of blood gushed out. In front of this scene, everyone was shocked. They saw that fire Qilin, one of the top ten talents of Qilin, lost.

Under the attack of the young man's huge sword, he didn't have the strength to fight back at all, but this result still shocked everyone, especially the huge pit beside Huo Qilin, which has refreshed their cognition.

"It's too powerful. Is that young man really responsible for such a terrible force?"

"This destructive power is too strong. This is the strength of the real top martial arts. I will not provoke such martial arts strongmen in the future, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable."

There are many people in Su. They are all big figures in the south of the Yangtze River. They have seen a lot of fights among the martial arts. After all, as they are, there will be martial arts in the family. However, they have never seen such a confrontation in front of them. They are shocked and trembling.

Lu people are even more stupid. Wei Jiawei and others are very awed. At this time, Ling Feng looked at Huo Qilin and said faintly, "how about that? Do you still want to fight?"

"Boy, do you think I lost? I tell you, I haven't lost yet. " Huo Qilin yells. Ling Feng frowns. It seems that Huo Qilin has a card, but even if he has a card, it's useless. Mole ants are mole ants.

Huo Qilin struggled to stand up from the ground. He was shaking. He was staring at Ling Feng. He was very angry. For decades, he had never been seriously injured by a young man like today. He said angrily: "boy, today I must let you die."

"That's a lot of crap." Feng Ling said lightly.

"Boy, today I'll show you my real strength." Huo Qilin finished and took out a handkerchief from his pocket. The handkerchief had all kinds of ancient incantations, and the incantations were written in blood. Once the handkerchief was taken out, the whole Lu family had a strong smell of blood.

"What's the smell? It smells so bad. I'm going to throw up. I can't stand it."

"It's too hard for people to bear the pressure of blood."

A lot of people talk about it one after another, and some people can't bear it and vomit directly. While Ling Feng stands there, his eyes stay on the handkerchief, and he feels evil. And Lingfeng see, handkerchief is a magic weapon, inside is the corpse Blood Sea and ghost.

It seems that this handkerchief is the magic weapon of evil. It's not simple. Ling Feng thought.

At this time, Huo Qilin spits out three mouthfuls of his own blood essence and falls directly on the handkerchief. After spitting out, Huo Qilin's face becomes paler. After the handkerchief absorbs three mouthfuls of blood essence, the color turns red. It seems that something is coming out of the handkerchief, and Huo Qilin recites a mantra. Then the handkerchief began to grow plump, and there was a chilly sound inside.