World of Warcraft Sword Saint

As the God of War of his own dynasty re-emerged with a stronger power, Xi Ya's morale was finally raised, and she began to cheer for the undefeated God of War in her heart.

Although they are extremely expecting that the God of War in the dynasty can achieve impressive results, the reality is always cruel...

Looking at the Western Emperor who was wrapped in a dark blue anger on the opposite side, Liu Feng breathed out softly, his eyes slowly closed, and after a while, he suddenly opened...The dark pupils were filled with indifference, and his hands were "locked". The "long" waved at will, bringing up a few shallow traces of space, and gradually dissipating...

"Resolve it sooner..." Liu Feng glanced at the arrogant Xihuang slightly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Mirror clone..."

A faint white shirt figure quietly appeared beside Liu Feng above the void...

"Mirror image?" Seeing that Bai Ying and Liu Feng's face were exactly the same, Xi Huang was stunned, and smiled disdainfully: "You are embarrassed to show this kind of thing?"

Liu Feng lifted his eyes slightly, ignoring Xihuang's noise, and focused his attention on the mirror image that was summoned.

Looking at the "locking dragon" scabbard in the mirror's hand, Liu Feng nodded with satisfaction. The magic weapon is really extraordinary, even if it is a clone, it can be equipped with one. The trouble of finding weapons for the mirror...

"Are you trying to show your ugliness?" Liu Feng patted the mirror on the shoulder, turning around and smiling.

"Huh." Xihuang snorted coldly, and stopped talking nonsense. The soles of his feet kicked in the void, turning into a blue light, and quickly attacked Liu Feng.

Looking at the ferocious Western Emperor, Liu Feng waved his hand indifferently, and the huge aura broke through the air. A fierce virtual hit on that light...

"boom."

A crisp muffled sound rang above the void, and the emperor Xi was forced to take a step back by that vigor. The courageous aura was beaten to pieces, and the sharp teeth were sharpened viciously, making an extremely ear-piercing sound. There was a strange sound, and the two pitch-black spikes in his hands spit out two dark blue rays of fighting energy... After passing through the golden patterns on the two weird spikes, the fighting spirit gradually brought on spiral special effects...

Looking at the vindictive energy that had soared because of the extremely high-speed rotation, Liu Feng raised his brow lightly. Secretly said: "This guy's variant is not a waste skill. Not only has his strength increased a lot, but this weapon also seems to be quite weird."

"Jie Jie." Feeling the tyrannical power implied by the two spirals of vindictiveness in his hands, the Xihuang smiled triumphantly, and looked at the white-shirted young man on the opposite side with cold eyes, his arm shook slightly, and the wave on his right hand. The spiral vindictive violently shot towards Liu Feng...

The spiral vindictiveness brought a whining sound. Wherever he went, the void was completely broken into pieces, slowly falling and dissipating.

Looking at the mighty spiral of vindictive energy, Liu Feng held the "Suolong" palm tightly, and the spiritual energy poured in. The tip of the sword trembled, and the length of the long silver sword appeared as he stretched out and spit out, holding the sword in both hands. , With a low drink, waving "Suolong" against the spiral vindictiveness...

"boom."

The two energies are in the void because of the collision of energy. After making a loud noise, it gradually turned into energy between heaven and earth and dispersed.

Seeing that the blow was not successful, the Western Emperor snorted dissatisfiedly, just about to rush into the fight, behind him. A cold and gloomy vigor caused his pores to shrink suddenly...

Without any hesitation in his heart, the weird pitch-black spikes swiftly exploded with violent vindictiveness, crossing behind him to block.

"Ding Dang."

The sound of steel clashing sounded above the void again, but this time, no broken weapon fell.

With his toes stomping in the void, Xi Huang dissipated the impulse, and stared at the man in white who had also stepped back dozens of steps. After a while, his small pupils suddenly shrank, and he shouted in amazement: "You are the one just now. The "mirror image"? How could the mirror image have such a tyrannical attack ability?"

"Go to the **** of death and ask." A faint chuckle suddenly sounded in the ear. Accompanied by a chuckle, there is the biting energy that represents death.

The low smile and the cold energy coming from the ear made Xihuang's face change sharply. After feeling that the lock point of that energy turned out to be the key point of his vest, his face was even more ugly...

After all, the Western Emperor deserves to be a strong man in the sacred terrace. Faced with such a crisis, although he felt shocked in his heart, he still did not lose his square inch. He swiftly waved his palm against the void and shouted coldly: "Space freezes."

The most favorite skill of holy rank powerhouses. With spatial ripples again, a piece of void in front of the Western Emperor. Completely locked.

Although the space was frozen, it only locked Liu Feng's moment, but at this time, it was enough for the Western Emperor to escape his attack range...

Break free from the solidification of the space, looking at that is already in the dozens

For the Western Emperor, Liu Feng curled his lips and raised his **** to him...

Although I don’t know what this action means, but looking at the expression on Liu Feng’s face, Xihuang knows that this action definitely does not represent a good thing...

He swallowed dryly, Xihuang looked at the two identical figures in horror, his heart tumbled in horror...What the **** is this? Is this *** still a mirror image? Has an attack power that is no less than that of the main body? Calculating like this, wouldn't he have to face two holy ranks no less than himself?

"I'm afraid it will be bad today." This is the premonition in Xi Huang's heart, but when he spins, he seems to think of something again. fighting……

"As long as the thing of the Western Emperor can succeed, the old Posidon will undoubtedly be defeated. Then... I will join hands with the Western Emperor, and I will definitely be able to kill this kid. Now, delay the time..." Xihuang Sen Han flashed in those slender shark eyes, and the thoughts scattered above the void firmly locked Liu Feng and the mirror image...

He twisted his head slightly, and the bones collided with each other, and there was a crisp "thunderbolt pull" sound. Liu Feng tilted his head comfortably and noticed the idea of ​​locking himself. He raised his eyelids and looked away. The West Emperor, who was on the alert, curled his mouth in disdain, his body shook slightly, and he disappeared into the void directly under the attention of countless lines of sight...

Seeing Liu Feng disappearing, Xi Huang's expression changed, and his thoughts spread across the void with a rapid and intensive scan... After a while, Xi Huang was shocked to discover that Liu Feng's breath had disappeared out of thin air, disappearing without a trace. trace……

"Where did this kid come from? There are so many weird skills, bastard." Xi Huang cursed in a low voice, holding the pitch-black spike tightly, his vindictiveness surged from his body, gradually becoming substantive. Solidified on the surface of its body.

In the void, only the mirror image was still facing the Western Emperor, while the main body Liu Feng had disappeared strangely.

The Western Emperor swept across the void beside him vigilantly. He knew that Liu Feng had never disappeared out of thin air, but was hidden in a corner beside him, like a dark night viper, waiting for the best time to take action. ...

...

The palm of the Western Emperor holding the weapon had already begun to become a little slippery, and the speed of his heartbeat, unknowingly, gradually became faster and less.

When the Western Emperor was vigilantly patrolling, the mirror image on the opposite side suddenly moved, and a long, substantial silver sword burst out from the "Lock Dragon" scabbard. In between, it has appeared in the range of Western Emperor's attack...

Looking at the closer and closer mirror image, Xi Huang gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice: "Asshole, this ghost is really troublesome."

Feeling the huge energy brewing on the mirror image weapon, the Western Emperor did not dare to neglect, on top of the pitch-black spikes, spiral vindictiveness spurted out, and no longer cared about Liu Feng, who was hiding in the dark, lifted up to meet...

After the spiral vindictive energy melted the sword gangway, Xi Huang's heart suddenly tightened. In his body, the tyrannical vindictive qi suddenly surged out, and the huge soaring vindictive qi directly shook the three-foot space around his body to collapse, with a pitch-black tip. Above the thorn, vindictiveness rose wildly.

The pitch-black spike once again slashed fiercely with the "Lock Dragon" scabbard.

"boom."

The turbulent tyrannical energy swept out of the void, and the space unexpectedly shook out a dark hole with a radius of more than three meters...

"Damn~www.readwn.com~ even the mirror image understands the thing that suddenly doubles in power? What is this ***?" Feeling the slightly numb arm, the Xihuang cursed anxiously in his heart , If it hadn’t been for the sudden increase of energy just now, I’m afraid I’d have to eat turtles again...

Seeing the mirror image flying upside down, Xi Huang grinned and opened his huge mouth sharply. A tooth shining with blue light suddenly fell off, and a few flashes in the void brought a thin trace of space. At the speed of Xunlei, he fiercely penetrated into the indifferent mirror body...

"boom."

After being hit by the sharp teeth, the mirror image trembled slightly, then it turned into a faint energy and dissipated between the heaven and the earth.

"Haha, although it possesses tyrannical energy, the mirror image is always a mirror image. Once it is attacked, it still has to dissipate..." Seeing the mirror image that dissipated after being hit by a tooth, Xihuang was slightly stunned. After a stunned, he casually reflected, and laughed proudly.

"Then you will accompany it... dissipate together." A cold voice suddenly rang in your ears, followed by a sense of coldness that made the Western Emperor feel extremely frightened...

"Quadruple Attack..."...