Reborn Sword Emperor in the City

At this time, the old count has rushed up, his momentum has reached the peak, and the golden sword in his hand also emits a strong light. The sword power radiates. At this time, Ling Feng's sword spirit has rushed to the old count.

"Bang."

The sword gas directly hit the old count's golden sword. The momentum was strong. The whole Kong Jiaan was shattered, and the powerful shock wave swept around. Although the sword was blocked by the old count, the powerful air wave directly hit him, and a big mouthful of blood gushed out of the old count's mouth. His body kept rolling in the air. At this time, he was seriously injured.

"Master Ling is so strong that he is not human." the old count said in shock. At this time, his hands were shaking. Before he could stand firm, Ling Feng waved his big hand and another sword Qi rushed up. He didn't give him breathing time at all. In a moment, the sword Qi had come in front of him.

Without hesitation, the old count quickly raised his golden sword to stop.

"Bang."

The sword Qi directly hit the gold sword in the old count's hand. It was radiant, and the powerful energy swept the whole space again. The old count kept supporting it, but his face changed the next second, because he found that the artifact gold sword in his hand had cracks.

"Bang."

The golden sword in his hand directly broke into a company class, and he couldn't bear the attack of Ling Feng's sword spirit at all. The old count looked at the broken sword in his hand in shock, and then roared, "it's impossible. What's in my hand is a divine soldier, how can it break."

The golden sword was a magic weapon he took out from the ruins. It was a magic weapon left by the immortal. How could it be broken? It should be invincible. Now it was cut in half by master Ling's sword Qi. How could it be?

Ling Feng disdained and said, "the magic weapon in your hand is not a real magic weapon at all. You can only say that your vision is really too bad."

"No, I don't believe it, I don't believe it."

The old count shook his head and said that on the third floor of the relic, he saw with his own eyes that the gold sword in his hand eclipsed all the gold swords. How can it not be a magic weapon? This is a magic weapon.

"You're really an idiot, a real magic soldier, but with a terrible spirit tool, he won't be cut off at all." Ling Feng said disdainfully, and then looked at the old count. The old count's face changed. Even Ling Feng couldn't refute this, because Ling Feng said the truth. Now there is only one explanation. What he got is a fake.

"The real magic soldier is in your hand?" the old count looked at Ling Feng and said.

"You'd better go to hell and ask your Satan. Are you ready to die next?" Ling Feng said coldly. With a wave of his big hand, he rushed at the old count again with a sword. The old count has no idea of fighting now. He just wants to escape. Before, he joined forces with several powerful strong men to deal with master Ling, but what happened, They were all killed by master Ling, and the magic soldiers in his hands were cut into two sections. He was seriously injured. Now he can only escape and escape to the blood clan warship to kill master Ling with high-tech weapons.

The old count was the same as before. He was going to tear the space away with the blood clan secret skill. He was red and ready to enter the space again. Ling Feng had seen this move before. How could he escape again? So Ling Feng blocked the whole space with his divine sense. Unless the old count's divine sense was stronger than Ling Feng, he couldn't run away at all.