Reborn Sword Emeperor in the City

"Boy, have you seen it? You can't resist it. You'd better admit defeat." Thousands of city ancestors said loudly, he is very confident of himself, believe this time can take Ling Feng.

Ling Feng is very calm when he stands there. In the fairyland, he has been in contact with countless complex arrays and destroyed many of the clan's big protecting arrays. Those arrays are terrible, but the array in front of him is not as good as slag.

Ling Feng holds Xuanyuan magic sword in his left hand and looks at the wind blade rushing out in front of him. He is afraid. At this time, he sneers and urges Lingqi. A sword spirit rushes out of Xuanyuan magic sword and rushes directly to the wind blade.

"Let's see who's crazier. Give me destruction. "

Ling Feng, with a crazy smile on his face, said in a loud voice. Where the sword Qi goes, the whole space is broken. The space of Kunlun secret place is dozens of times stronger than the earth's secular space, but he still can't bear the power of the sword Qi, and then it is broken, and it can't be repaired.

Under the attack of Xuanyuan divine sword, everything is just slag. The wind blade is cut directly by the sword Qi and disappears. Then the sword Qi rushes past and falls on the array.

"Boom."

The terrible explosion sounded, and the array was shaking wildly. The ancestor of Qiancheng almost fell to the ground, but he was pale and his blood gushed out. He was shocked and couldn't believe it. Ling Feng almost destroyed the array.

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

Qiancheng ancestor's face is very ugly. Although he guides Ling Feng very strongly, he still looks down on Ling Feng. If this array is not strong enough, I'm afraid he will be cut into two by the sword Qi at this time.

"Mole ant, I said long ago that your array is in a mess. It's nothing at all." Feng Ling said lightly.

The ancestor of Qiancheng sighs. He knows he can't stand the stalemate any more. Otherwise, this array won't exist. Now he can only use the strongest attack of the array to take the opponent directly, because in Ling Feng's attack, he feels the breath of death. If he dies, how can he give up?

"Boy, I wanted to deal with you slowly and little by little. You forced me to do it. I will let you die directly." The ancestor of Qiancheng said seriously, and then he urged the whole formation again.

In an instant, the sky was dark, the clouds covered the sun, the thunder was deafening, and even the thick dark clouds could be seen. The whole array was full of terror and oppression. If the practitioners below the imperial level stood here, they would be directly crushed to death.

This time, the ancestors of Qiancheng used the array to continuously compress the space, and prepared to use the space to imprison Ling Feng. This is his last way. The ancestors of Qiancheng kept making fingerprints, and the powerful oppression and imprisonment force fell on Ling Feng.

Ling Feng's standing space is blocked by the whole array and begins to compress. What Ling Feng is facing now is the power of space compression and bombardment from the array. He can't escape or escape.

And this move has consumed the soul power of the ancestors of a thousand cities. If he fails, he will almost die. Of course, he will not think that he will fail. This is a powerful attack that he gains with his life, and he will surely win.

"Ha ha ha, I see how you are going to take my attack now."

Thousand city old ancestor says aloud, his complexion is pale, so son and dead above. And Ling Feng also felt the strong pressure on himself, which made him feel very uncomfortable.