Reborn Sword Emperor in the City

The flame field of huoqilin completely collapsed under the attack of Ling Fengqing Ling's giant sword. As for his body, it was vulnerable and difficult to resist the attack of Qing Ling's giant sword.

The dust slowly dispersed. The original location of fire Qilin has formed a huge pit. There are still countless cracks spreading around in the huge pit. As for fire Qilin, who is half kneeling on the ground, his face is pale and embarrassed. The whole person is like a beggar. No one can imagine that he is the fire Qilin who was very arrogant just now.

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

Huo Qilin said. With a mouthful of blood, everyone was shocked. They actually saw Huo Qilin, known as one of the top ten talents of Qilin, lose.

Under the young man's huge sword attack, he had no power to fight back, but this result still shocked everyone, especially the huge pit beside huoqilin, which had refreshed their understanding.

"It's too powerful. Is such a terrible force really made by the young man?"

"The destructive power is too strong. This is the strength of the real top martial arts. I won't provoke such a strong martial arts person in the future, otherwise the consequences are unimaginable."

Some people in Su talked about it one after another. They are all big people in the south of the Yangtze River. They have seen a lot of fights between people in major families and martial artists. After all, in their identity, there will be martial artists in the family, but they have never seen the terrible power of this confrontation in front of them in their life. They are shocked and trembling all over.

The people of the Lu family are even more stupid. Old Wei Jiawei and others are in great awe. At this time, Ling Feng looked at Huo Qilin and said faintly, "how about you still fighting?"

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

Huo Qilin struggled to get up from the ground. He was shaky. He stared at Ling Feng and was very angry. For decades, he had never been seriously injured by a young man like today. He said angrily, "boy, I must make you ashes today."

"Nonsense is so much." Ling Feng said faintly.

"Boy, today I'll show you my real strength." Huo Qilin said and took out a handkerchief from his pocket. There were all kinds of ancient spells and blood written spells on the handkerchief. Once the handkerchief was taken out, the whole Lu family passed a strong smell of blood.

"What's the smell? It smells terrible. I'm going to vomit. I can't stand it."

"It's too uncomfortable. It seems that all the blood is suppressed. This is not what people can bear."

Many people talked about it one after another. Some people couldn't bear it and threw up directly. Ling Feng stood there with his eyes on the handkerchief. He felt the evil spirit. And Ling Feng saw that the handkerchief was actually a magic weapon, with a sea of blood and ghosts inside.

It seems that this handkerchief is the magic weapon of the evil sect. It's very complicated. Ling Feng thought in her heart.

At this time, Huo Qilin spits out three mouthfuls of his own life blood essence and falls directly on the handkerchief. After spitting out, Huo Qilin's face becomes more pale. After the handkerchief absorbs three mouthfuls of blood essence, the color becomes blood red. It seems that something is about to come out. Huo Qilin even recites a spell. Then the handkerchief began to become unusually plump and made a cold sound inside.