Reborn Sword Emperor in the City

The onlookers didn't see anything. After all, Mira and master Ling were standing there. They couldn't see who won and who lost!

"Master Ling is really a rare genius in a thousand years. Mira the God lost!" an old man sighed and said. Although they are thousands of kilometers away, their top strongmen still feel the victory and defeat!

"I didn't expect that our East Asian myth, the God Mira lost at last!" another old man shook his head and sighed, and then many strong people sighed!

"Master Ling is so strong. I don't know who else can fight with him!"

"Haixia is really a holy land of martial arts. I didn't expect to have a genius like master Ling. Master Ling is the first in East Asia!"

On the Danshui lake, Ling Feng and Mira stood looking at each other. Ling Feng looked at Mira and said faintly, "if you come up and go all out with me with the power of faith and your own cultivation, you may have the power to fight with me, but now you are negligent!"

Mira is a genius, and Ling Feng is also a daily task. His power of space has reached the mechanism, which is very terrible, but he should not fight with Ling Feng. This East Asian God who has never failed feels failure for the first time, and his body is seriously injured at this time!

"I didn't expect that I lost in the end. Maybe I should have known how I could be your opponent if I could defeat Xuanwu!" Mira laughed and said!

"Poof!"

Mira finally couldn't hold back the injury in her body. A big mouthful of blood vomited out of his mouth, and he half knelt on the lake, looked at Ling Feng and said, "but I don't regret it. It's really a great honor to fight master Ling. This is the most enjoyable battle I've had in more than 200 years!"

Watching Mira spit blood, all the martial artists who want to know that Mira lost. They are not tied. Many martial artists can't believe that Mira is the belief of the whole East Asia and is known as the messenger of God. How can such people lose!

But the fact is that, just as when the king of Shenquan lost, the God in the hearts of the East Asian people lost!

"How is this possible? It's impossible. Mira the God can't lose. He's fake. He must be fake!"

"I don't believe this result. This God Mira must be false!"

They don't believe this result, and they also resist it. Their inner myth has lost, and many martial artists cry bitterly!

The atmosphere is very gloomy! No matter who they are, Mira is very surprised to lose. Mira is the first existence in East Asia and is known as the closest existence to God. Therefore, Mira is known as the God and the messenger of God! But now the messenger of God has lost, which is a great blow to them!

"Hey, I didn't want to get it. I was in pursuit of immortality. In the end, I lost!" Mira sighed. He has been seriously injured. Even if Ling Feng doesn't kill him, he won't live long!

But the old man in front of him, Ling Feng, respected him very much. Ling Feng looked at him and said with a smile, "you don't understand the practice at all. Even if you give you a thousand years, it's just a waste of time for you. You, like the divine fist King, are pursuing longevity, but you don't understand the true meaning of life!"

"You're right. The king of Shenquan and I have made the same mistakes, so what should we do about life!" Mira said faintly. She didn't know whether she was talking to herself or asking Ling Feng!