Reborn Sword Emperor in the City

Ling Feng uses divine knowledge to resist the sword. He doesn't need to do it himself at all. Just look at it in place, and stand high and look down on the enemy, so as to reflect the sword emperor's contempt for the enemy. Wang Ke said in shock: "brother Ling is a wizard of sword repair. It's terrible."

Wang Ke can't imagine that the sky is full of flying swords, which requires more powerful mental control. This number is unimaginable, endless and continuous impact, like sword rain. Even if you love powerful soldiers, you can't resist so many flying sword attacks. Wang Ke sighed: "Ling brothers are gifted. Even Lei Di Zhang Shaojun thousands of years ago, I'm afraid they can only catch up with him."

Will brother Ling not be tired? How great is his spiritual power to summon so many flying swords at one time? Is he a demon? Wang Ke was shocked.

One minute later, the two door gods couldn't take a step. They constantly resisted Ling Feng's sword array. When they wanted to take a small step, they would be immediately pushed back by Qingling sword. There were impacts and explosions everywhere.

Ten minutes later, Ling Feng's sword array was still attacking, but the armor of the two door gods had cracks. Even the light was dim and their momentum was much weaker. Ling Feng believed that their armor would be fragmented in this way. Without the two door gods, they could not resist the attack of the sword array. The defeat had already appeared.

"Even if you are strong, there are limits after all. This is your weakness." Ling Feng said faintly, and his eyes didn't leave the two door gods.

"Boom."

The violent explosion sounded again, the armor of the two door gods broke, and countless green spirit swords stabbed into their bodies. They didn't bleed or even have any expression. Just in the blink of an eye, they were submerged in the sword rain. For them, guarding until the last minute and dying is their end.

Ling Feng waved his big hand, and the green spirit sword in the sky stopped attacking, but it still existed. Ling Feng shook his head and said in disappointment, "it's just so. I thought it was so powerful."

Wang Ke, who was watching, was stunned and asked foolishly, "brother Ling, you are a martial arts myth. How many strong people wanted to kill the two door gods for many years, but they finally killed them."

Wang Ke naturally knew how terrible the two door gods were, but he didn't expect to be killed by the young man in his twenties in front of him today. When they were preparing to move forward, suddenly, the two door gods wrapped in sword rain scattered a strong light, and the threat of terror came again.

"What's going on? They're not dead yet?"

Wang Ke was shocked and said that he could not imagine, because the armor of the two door gods had been destroyed, and their bodies would be killed without armor protection. But now, there was a sudden change.

A tall figure like an ancient demon stood up. He was wearing a set of silver armor and holding a silver long knife in his hand. It was very strange and powerful.

"I wipe, they are one. Brother Ling, be careful, they have evolved." Wang Ke said in shock.

"Oh."

Ling Feng nodded. The two door gods can merge into one in adversity and evolve again. It seems that they have a little strength, and the strength of the strong who imprisoned here must have exceeded the period of salvation.