Reborn Sword Emeperor in the City

At this time, the old count has rushed up, his momentum has reached the peak state, the hand of the golden sword also exudes a strong light, sword power exudes, at this time, Ling Feng's sword has rushed to the old count.

"Bang."

The sword gas directly hit the old count's golden sword. It was so powerful that the whole Kong jia'an was shattered. The powerful shock wave swept around. Although the sword was blocked by the old count, he was directly hit by the strong wind wave. A big mouthful of blood came out of the old count's mouth. His body kept rolling in mid air. At this time, he was seriously injured.

"Master Ling is too strong to be human." The old count was shocked and said that his hands were shaking at this time. Before he could stand still, Ling Feng waved his big hand and another sword came up. There was no breathing time for him at all. In a moment, the sword was in front of him.

Without hesitation, the old count quickly raised his golden sword to stop him.

"Bang."

As soon as the energy of the sword in the count's hand came out, he found that the energy of the sword was strong.

"Bang."

The golden sword in his hand was broken into a company. He couldn't bear the attack of Ling Feng's sword. The old count was shocked and looked at the broken sword in his hand. Then he roared, "it's impossible. I have a magic weapon in my hand. How can it be broken?"

This golden sword is a magic weapon he took from the ruins. It's a magic weapon left by the immortal. How can it be broken? It should be invincible. Now it's cut in half by master Ling's sword Qi. How can it be?

Ling Feng disdained to say: "the magic weapon in your hand is not the real magic weapon at all. You can only say that your vision is really bad."

"No, I don't believe it. I don't believe it."

The old count shook his head and said that on the third floor of the ruins, he saw with his own eyes that all the gold swords in his hands were eclipsed. How could he not be a magic weapon? This is a magic weapon.

"You are really an idiot, a real magic weapon, but with a terrible weapon, he won't be cut off at all." Ling Feng said disdainfully, and then looked at the old count. The old count's face changed. Ling Feng's words could not even be refuted, because what Ling Feng said was the truth. Now there was only one explanation. What he got was a fake.

"It's in your hands that the real magic weapon is difficult?" The old count looked at Ling Feng and said.

"You'd better go to hell and ask your Satan. Are you ready to die next? " Ling Feng said coldly. With a wave of his hand, he rushed to the old count again. Now the old count has no idea of fighting. He just wants to run away. Before, he combined several powerful men to deal with master Ling, but in the end, they were all killed by master Ling, and the magic soldiers in his hand were also cut into two sections. He was seriously injured, and now he took it If you fight with master Ling, you can only escape to the warship of the blood clan and kill master Ling with high-tech weapons.

As before, the old count was ready to tear the space and run away with the secret skill of blood clan. He was red with blood and was ready to enter the space again. Ling Feng had seen this move before. How could he escape again? So Ling Feng blocked the whole space with his divine sense. Unless the old count's divine sense was stronger than Ling Feng, he couldn't run away.