Mila's face became very ugly. He thought that Jiaolong must have lost, but he didn't expect Jiaolong to lose so quickly. He was killed by Xuanwu before he hurt Xuanwu!

And now the scene left Mila alone, he looked at Ling Feng, coldly said: "master Ling, let's continue!"

Jiaolong lost, but his God Mila has not lost. He believes that he will not lose either. With the belief aura of tens of millions of people in East Asia, he will not lose to master Ling at all!

Mila began to brew her aura. With a big wave of his hand, the aura formed a huge sword. Mila took the sword and waved it in the air. The sky became the world of the sword. The aura was overwhelming and very powerful. Mila rushed to Lingfeng with the sword!

"Since you want to die, I'll help you!" Ling Feng's book is cold, and a sword appears in his hand again. Because Qingling sword is broken, it takes time to recover. The sword in his hand is the mysterious ancient sword he bought at the auction!

Two people in the air constantly fighting, the sword light and shadow of the draw, the aftereffect of the lake to form a layer of waves!

Mira, standing on the top of the water, is the most enjoyable moment in his life!

"Hahaha, master Ling, Jintan is really happy. Look at my move!" Mila laughs that he has gathered aura again. This time, in order to win Master Ling, he has absorbed a huge aura of faith, and this aura has already exceeded his limit. If he drags on, he will lose at last!

Although he has a steady stream of belief aura support, can be said to be invincible, but his body can not bear this intensity, and only Mira himself knows this best!

After all, it's not her own aura. When all her physical skills are exhausted, Mila can't help even if she has more power of belief. Ling Feng also knows that Mila has run out of oil and light, and he has lost!

"Mila, are you wasting your body to beat me? It's a pity that you are wrong. Ling Feng, my sword emperor, has experienced millions of long battles in his life and never lost! It's no exception to you! " Ling Feng said faintly,

"hahaha, the strong are lonely and proud. I know what you think. I want to sit down with you and have a good drink. Hahaha!" Mila said with a smile that he had been the first in East Asia for three hundred years. The strong were arrogant, and no one could understand their ideas. Now when he met Ling Feng, he had regarded Ling Feng as his confidant!

"I don't mind drinking with you if you're not dead!" Lingfeng light said, after all, Mila on earth for three hundred years of practice, he must know a lot of things, Lingfeng also want to know!

"Ha ha, master Ling, it's too early for you to say that. You don't know who will win or lose!" Mila laughs and says that he won't give up until the last moment. Mila's whole body is on the line and ignites a flame, and his aura all enters the knife, and the momentum on the knife rises greatly!

Mila is very crazy. He actually gives full play to the power of space at the cost of burning himself. Countless long knives are formed in this space, and they look endless. All these are transformed by Mila's Aura!

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