Urban Master of All Powers

Is it right? The answer will soon emerge.

The surrounding scene turned into a bamboo forest, and the old man exuded a leisurely ease.

The old man in front of him should not be underestimated!

The corners of Chen Ling's mouth raised slightly, even he didn't notice it. He paused for a moment, then turned around and walked in big strides, and didn't stop until he was fifty meters away from the other party.

"No matter who you are, I will defeat you." Chen Ling said heavily, his clothes fluttering in the night wind like an unfailing banner, "But believing in abnormal obsessions and beliefs can make people surpass their limits and become incomparable." Powerful. So I will not hold back from now on.”

"Chen Ling, that's right, this kind of belief can wake me up." Faust nodded appreciatively, "But I can't win yet." The old man's voice was unusually cold when the subject changed, "Are you ready to accept death?".

Before the words fell, a long and narrow cold light passed by like a bright lightning.

Chen Ling had already answered with offense.

die!

Come!

The long sword behind Faust was also unsheathed at the same time, and shot at the opponent like lightning-the sword's attack was completely different from what Chen Ling had encountered before. It did not rely on physical power to obtain kinetic energy, but followed the master's Will to attack at will - even if Chen Ling shrewdly blocks it, the sword edge that is knocked away can turn its head back in an instant like a living snake, leaving no time to breathe.

What's more frightening is that Faust's trigger is pulled quietly, and the bullet will shoot out from the sharp blade silently, like a terrible assassin.

bang bang bang! !

With the continuous collision of gunshots and metal, Faust's first attack showed the strength of an absolute strong.

Not only is the attack extremely fast, but also the defense is impeccable.

The trajectories of the bullet and the sword edge actually formed a terrifying grid within three feet.

But this can't stop Chen Ling's pace. The young man is like a peregrine falcon shuttling between flashes and fires, spending the most serious moments of his life. Even if he is occasionally forced to a dead corner of the power grid, accurate and quick judgment and dodge are enough to clear the siege , just in the blink of an eye, that black figure came in front of Faust.

The fist slammed down with a cold breath, bringing a blue light in the target's eyes.

Faust smiled slightly, his steps were as light as the wind, and he dodged the blow sideways, but the wide arc of wind suddenly changed direction before hitting the ground, changing from a straight charge to a sweep. This time, the attack speed and The strength has increased sharply, and Faust has been prepared for a long time - the spear and sword combined into one successfully blocked the route swept by Chen Ling.

Han Mang had to let Chen Ling retreat.

So strong! ! !

This is by no means unstoppable by itself.

Faust counterattacked at this moment.

Even if he was mentally prepared and used a weapon as a buffer, the old man's domineering attack was still not to be underestimated. Under the strong momentum, Chen Ling's body was immediately bounced several meters away, but the moment he hit the ground, the boy had regained his balance.

He hummed softly.

Countless swirling sparks disturb the turbidity of the air like the fangs of a poisonous snake.

Almost the moment Chen Ling saw it, the spinning bullet seemed to penetrate his body.

"Any power is insignificant in skills." Faust's tone carried a hint of care from elders to juniors, "The important thing is how you use it?"

"Thank you, I'll give you back the lecture!" Chen Ling gritted his teeth, turned his wrist violently, and interrupted the other party's words with his actions.

A long sword appeared, and his eyes were extremely solemn.

The pressure brought by the old man in front of Chen Ling was no less than when he faced Xi Ya.

"Serious eyes are worth my best effort." Faust said with a smile.

Chen Ling also smiled, and gave a cold shout. The sword danced and sprayed a large piece of blue wind towards Faust, as if it was a destructive hurricane, tightly covering the prey in the shadow of swords and swords. …

However, no matter how tricky Chen Ling's attack angle is and how frequently his speed changes, his attack still can't hurt Faust a single bit, that big sword glowing with faint blue light and a gun with a dark style that is almost weird Under Faust's control, the blade swirled like an impenetrable iron wall, swinging away every sword Chen Ling swung.

Chen Ling's attack had no effect.

Their attacks seem to have undergone countless changes, and in the eyes of outsiders, they are only a few seconds.

But the shock brought by these few seconds may be more than a lifetime.

After several rounds, Faust's offensive was finally torn open a gap. Chen Ling saw the opportunity, and the giant sword slashed down through the wind. A bright arc of light swept towards Faust. There was no room for maneuver. Faust He also had to hold the sword and gun blade with both hands to block it with all his strength, but the strong sword did not cause the slightest delay because of this, but was slightly turned to one side.

Chen Ling shouted fiercely, his strength suddenly increased.

Faust felt his wrist become heavy, but the old man was extremely relaxed, his steps began to walk out of subtle angles, and there was a gunshot in the air.

Chen Ling's pace suddenly became chaotic, and he saw Faust's sword slashing head-on, and the wind around him suddenly roared. Chen Ling tried to defend with psychic power, but was cut off by the bullet just as he appeared.

His defense was actually blocked by Faust's bullets, and he didn't even want to waste a second of breathing for Chen Ling.

It was too late for Chen Ling to retreat at this time, Faust took advantage of the situation to bully him, and the boy withdrew alone, barely avoiding the attack with a cut on his left shoulder.

Faust saw it, but he didn't take the opportunity to attack fiercely. Instead, he withdrew his sword and opened the distance with ease.

So strong! !

Chen Ling took a breath.

"A saint of the Holy See? You are really strong, how about dealing with the second-generation blood?" Chen Ling chuckled.

If he knew the deeds of the Holy See Faust, he would know that at his level, he no longer hunted small blood species, and the second-generation blood species was the opponent.

"How does it feel like pain?" The flames in Faust's eyes trembled slightly, "You know you are not my opponent, but you still have to fight at all costs? This level will only destroy yourself."

"Preaching!?...I don't like it..." Chen Ling smiled slightly, trying to suppress the excitement, "I really want to see that you who surpassed the thirteen saints can be compared with the second-generation blood How big is the gap... It was indeed surprising just now, but if it's just what it looks like... it still makes me very disappointed."

"I understand..." Faust smiled lightly, his smile was very gentle: "If that's the case, let's be more violent." After he finished speaking, he took a step forward, pointing the edge of his long sword to the ground.

Following Faust's response, there was a sudden sharp sound in the air. A pitch-black bullet suddenly appeared beside him, as if it had existed there for a long time, and the bullet's body flashed with crystal light. And the target was his neck.

So fast! !

The pupils shrank suddenly, and Chen Ling seemed to be pulled by an invisible big hand, without bending his knees, his whole body moved back instantly. At the same time, the sword in hand greeted.

"Ding!!"

As if it had exploded suddenly, amidst the crisp beeping sound, the pitch-black bullet was instantly shattered by the force of Chen Ling's sword. Countless tiny ice crystal fragments flew in all directions, as sharp as a blade.

At the same time, Chen Ling saw a pair of eyes, a pair of eyes without any emotion, as cold as eyes that existed in hell.

Faust's demonic pupils.

That was clearly the gesture of a saint—only very different.

Pale hair and blood red pupils! !

More like the devil's saint.

The cold air was overwhelming, and the bullets flew across. In an instant, Faust's figure was like a ghost from hell. Actually ignoring the distance between the two, he appeared directly in front of Chen Ling, his whole body almost completely close to the ground. The black mist scattered around his body has not disappeared, and the long sword in his hand has already been cut horizontally! ! …

Lightning sword light! !

It is impossible to describe the poignant beauty of this kind of sword light. In fact, when the sword light suddenly appeared, Chen Ling couldn't see anything in his eyes. The perfect arc of sword energy was like the most beautiful thing in the world, and it grabbed the place in an instant. human heart. It even makes people forget what it represents.

But this is only the beginning.

All kinds of actions are completed almost at the same time.

Faust's old figure instantly turned into a blurred mirror image. At the same time, countless sharp bullets rose up like a sea tide, wrapping Chen Ling firmly in it for an instant, looking from a distance, like a ball of dark light.

The hunting skills of the holy saints!

The devil murmured! !

Chen Ling couldn't believe his eyes.

Marksmanship can be played to such a state!

With Chen Ling's current ability, although these bullets were terrifying, they were not the biggest threat.

The sword that the more dangerous old man has been preparing to strike.

too strong.

Without saying a word, Chen Ling pursed his pale lips, flicked his wrist, and shot out the dazzling long sword. He decided to win simply by speed, defeating the target in the gap swept by the long sword.

Chen Ling clenched the weapon with both hands, the cold blade was like a thunderbolt, and the murderous aura emanating from it enveloped Faust.

Break through the hail of bullets in an instant!

In other words, Chen Ling was like a phantom, passing by in a flash, and no one could see how Chen Ling moved.

Faust on the opposite side still maintains the thrusting posture of the sword pointing to the ground. His giant sword is like his man, standing proudly like a towering mountain.

In the face of Chen Ling's strange surprise attack, Faust remained calm.

A sneer rose from the corner of Chen Ling's mouth, the long sword was like lightning, the speed was beyond the reach of the wind, and the sharp edge of the weapon pierced Faust's chest.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, but for the two people within the confrontation distance, that short moment seemed as long as a lifetime.

The figures staggered past, and Faust maintained a posture of lifting weights lightly.

His hair and eyes slowly changed back to their original form.

"For me to make this gesture, you are indeed qualified to wake me up."

Faust's old voice was both emotional and envious.

Blood exploded from the boy's body.

"Fighting perverts really hurts self-esteem."

Standing behind him, Chen Ling thought helplessly.

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