Reborn Sword Emeperor in the City

If it wasn't for Ling Feng's sword Qi that nearly killed him, he would never have used this skill. If it wasn't for Ling Feng's sword Qi, he would not have been able to penetrate his body with ordinary heat weapons.

"It's a little interesting. There's a way to practice body." Ling Feng looked at Shen Zhenhao, nodded and said with satisfaction, at this time Shen Zhenhao has a punch, he rushed out, very wild and overbearing, he wants to let Ling Feng know his strength.

But in Lin Geng's eyes, Shen Zhenhao is too weak, whether it's his body training or his boxing, it's very weak, and there's no threat to Ling Feng. Ling Feng said faintly: "since you start first, I'll step on you."

With a wave of Ling Feng's hand, countless green spirit swords appeared in the sky, aiming at Shen Zhenhao. Each green spirit sword was wrapped by chaos and black flame. The whole sky was full of flames, and the burning breath filled the whole world. Every green spirit sword has a terrible power.

Watching Shen Zhenhao rush up, Ling Feng points forward, and the green spirit sword in the sky rushes out, leaving a trace in the air like a bullet. Ten thousand arrows fire at the same time. The target Shen Zhenhao is shocked in everyone's eyes. They are standing there, and the flame flying sword in the sky shakes everyone's heart.

Shen Zhenhao could feel the power of the sword and even shiver all over. At this time, he was already on the verge of success. He could only rush forward and not retreat, but there was nothing in his heart to hurt me.

"Bang."

The first green spirit sword directly hit Shen Zhenhao, and there was a violent explosion. The air waves rolled and the shock waves were sent out layer by layer. The powerful impact made Shen Zhenhao feel very uncomfortable. His blood kept rolling, and even his body had cracks. Shen Zhenhao stepped back a few steps to stand firm, but this was just the beginning.

Then, countless Qingling swords came closer and closer to Shen Zhenhao. The powerful power of the sword fell on Shen Zhenhao. Shen Zhenhao drank again under pressure, and the light of the blue rose suddenly. He had reached the limit of his physical training.

"Boom."

With the sound of explosion, Shen Zhenhao is covered by the dense green spirit sword. Shen Zhenhao, who is protected by the sword array, is under great pressure. He can't move forward at all, and he can feel that his refining body is gradually breaking. If this goes on, Shen Zhenhao is sure to lose, but he really doesn't want to lose to his nephew. At this time, Ling Feng's voice appeared in his ear: "admit defeat, at least you won't lose too ugly."

"What, you make me give up. It's impossible. I can't give up." Shen Zhenhao said loudly, how can he allow himself to lose? But Ling Feng just gave him a piece of advice. If Shen Zhenhao admits defeat now, Ling Feng will stop. But how can Shen Zhenhao admit defeat? He is a maniac in the martial arts circle of the imperial capital and the strongest of the Shen family. If he loses, what face does the Shen family have.

Shen Zhenhao constantly uses the power of double fists to attack Qingling sword, and then he rushes to Ling Feng. In his heart, as long as he rushes out of the sword array, master Ling will lose, and the sword array will break itself.

"I can't help myself." Ling Feng said easily, but since Shen Zhenhao is not willing to admit defeat, Ling Feng will not stop attacking. Then, the flying sword in the sky attacks again, which is more fierce than before.