Reborn Sword Emperor in the City

"Master Ling, see how you take my knife!"

The whole air is full of long knives, and Mira's soul has entered the long knives, he said coldly!

"Ha ha ha, Mira, let me see your most powerful move!"

Ling Feng smiled wildly, and the big knife flew into the air. There was a knife shadow in the whole world, which was very powerful!

"Kill!"

Mira shouted. The big knife cleaved down at Ling Feng, and countless long knives rushed at Ling Feng. This scene looked very solemn and broad. Thousands of knives were flying in the sky, and there was the shadow of knives in the whole space. Everyone's face changed. Only Ling Feng's face shouldn't have. Looking at the long knife that had rushed at him!

Seeing that the long knife was about to rush in front of Ling Feng, Lin Geng shot a black flame in his hand, and the black flame turned into a dragon and rushed towards the long knife in front. The long knife was instantly burned to ashes!

The chaotic black dragon burns everything, and in an instant, the whole space is a sea of fire, and countless long knives turn into ashes in this black flame! Even the black dragon burned Mira's space field to ashes. Ling Feng's chaotic fire aura is the purest fire aura. Even the air can be burned, which is the most terrible flame.

The onlookers were shocked to see this scene. They thought Ling Feng would be difficult to resist Mira's ten thousand knives, but who could think of a black dragon burning ten thousand knives in the air!

"Master Ling's black inflammation is really too strong!"

"I remember that the king of divine fist died under this group of black inflammation last year. I don't know if Mira can resist this black inflammation today!"

"Unexpectedly, master Ling finally used his unique skill. This black inflammation is too powerful and terrible!"

The warriors took a breath. They couldn't imagine what would happen if the black dragon rushed towards them. I'm afraid it would become ashes in an instant!

At this time, the broadsword with Mira's soul rushed to Ling Feng. Under the burning of black Yanlong, the broadsword has shrunk. Even the blade has black inflammation on it, and Mira in the broadsword is constantly insisting. I'm afraid the broadsword would have been burned if it hadn't been supported by a steady stream of Xingyang power!

Every step he took, the broadsword would be swallowed by Heiyan, and he was getting closer and closer to Ling Feng, but the flame around Ling Feng was stronger!

In the mouth, Mira's broadsword disappeared at five meters away from Ling Feng. It was completely swallowed up by black inflammation. It completely disappeared. Mira lost. His knife had not been close to Lingfeng. It had been burned by the flame, and he was also hurt by the fire, like the original Wang Yimo.

As a result, Ling Feng knew for a long time that although Mira was strong, it was still a little worse. Even if he had the power of faith of tens of millions of people, his body could not bear it. After a period of outbreak, he would eventually collapse.

Ling Feng looked around and waved his big hand. Heiyan disappeared, and the space finally returned to calm!

At this time, Mila has changed back to the old man, but she looks older than before. Her face is pale, like a dead man. She doesn't look like the God Mila at all!

The fighters who watched the battle not far away looked at the position of the battle one after another. When the flame disappeared, they knew that the result had come out.

"Who won?"

"Did Mira the God resist master Ling's black inflammation, and he won?"

"I don't think Mira the God will lose!"

"Maybe it's a tie!"