Reborn Sword Emperor in the City

Finally, the old count, his strength can not be underestimated. He directly took out the divine weapon golden sword and blood clan talent magic power, and attacked Ling Feng with the most powerful skills.

"I have no interest and time to finish with you. This farce should be over."

Ling Feng said impatiently at this time. He didn't have time to waste time with the old count and others. With a big hand, a powerful sword Qi was formed in an instant, shining like the sun. Ling Feng waved the sword Qi in his hand and directly killed Ryan who rushed to him.

The whole space was cut off by the sword Qi. Ryan naturally felt the terrible sword Qi. He wanted to escape quickly, but it was too late.

"Bang."

With a loud noise, Ryan was also cut into two sections. His body was directly burned by chaotic black inflammation and turned into ashes. There was nothing left, but the sword Qi didn't stop, but continued to rush towards the Tiansha. The result was the same. The Tiansha had been cut into two sections without saying a word. His body was burned and there was nothing left.

Now the old count is left alone. Ling Feng's sword spirit is very fast. At this time, Ling Feng just wants to end the battle directly and kill the old count. He doesn't want to waste time here.

"What? What's going on?"

The old count was shocked. Master Ling immediately killed Ryan and Tiansha. Then it was his turn. The martial artists who watched the war were also shocked. They couldn't even believe their eyes.

Ryan, Thomas's apprentice, the king of killers, and two strong men in the peak state, were killed by master Ling with a sword in an instant. It's terrible. Master Ling is too powerful.

"Master Ling is terrible. His strength is invincible. In an instant, the count of blood was left of the five strong men, but master Ling didn't do anything, even hurt at all."

"Master Ling's strength is unfathomable. No one knows how strong his cultivation is. Next, the old count of the blood clan is in danger."

Looking at Ling Feng and the old count in the sky, the lower martial artists talked one after another. They were shocked by the strength just shown by master Ling.

"It's not certain. The old count is the second strongest of the blood clan. With his magic weapon in his hand, he can definitely compete with master Ling. It's unknown who will win in the end."

A strong man said that master Ling's strength is very strong, but the old count's strength is not weak. As a strong man of the previous generation of the blood clan, his strength is not much different from that of the Lord Wang. Some even said that the old count has been invincible in Europe in the last century.

The battle is not over yet. Anything may happen. Now they can only expect the results to come out quickly. An old man in China sighed and said, "master Ling is the strongest demon genius in recent thousands of years. I'm afraid his strength is almost invincible in China."

Ling Feng didn't care about killing them. He just killed them at will. Now it was the old count's turn. The sword Qi rushed towards him. The old count wanted to avoid the edge, but it was impossible. So he broke out his most powerful strength and tried to confront Ling Feng's sword Qi.

"I don't believe it. I have a powerful weapon in my hand, and master Ling is dead." the old count believes in the golden sword in his hand, which is also his self-confidence, so the old count rushed up directly with a strong murderous spirit in his eyes. Ling Feng's sword spirit has already locked the old count, and the light is getting stronger and stronger.