Chapter 118: The Fall of the Saint-Rank Powerhouse
Chapter 118 The Fall of the Saint-Level Powerful Man
Staring at the Shadow Tomb in the void, which no longer resembled a human being at all, Liu Feng's face was solemn. The blood-colored smoke rising from his body that shook the space made Liu Feng understand that the current Shadow Tomb was already in
Reaching the top of the Holy Land Level...
"Jie Jie, you are quite fast. You were able to evade my pursuit." In the void, Shadow Tomb flapped its bloody wings and said with a strange smile. In his eyes filled with countless bloodshot eyes, there was a cruel look.
The ferocity flashed past.
"In order to kill you, I gave up my previous appearance and turned into this inhuman ghost, so... today, you must die." The vicious words came out from Shadow Tomb's teeth, word by word.
Jumping out.
Liu Feng slightly squinted his dark eyes, walked up into the air with an expressionless face, and said calmly: "Even if you look like this, your strength is still at the holy level, isn't it? Is there anything worth being arrogant about?"
"Jie Jie, this is enough to deal with you." Shadow Tomb laughed ferociously, and his sharp nails with a metallic luster lightly scratched through the void, leaving a shallow mark in space. He tilted his head slightly and faced Liu Feng.
He sneered and said: "Besides, I still don't believe that your skill that can suddenly explode several times your strength will have no restrictions at all. If it was really like that... Jiejie, I'm afraid I would have already laid down by now.
Are you qualified to talk nonsense like this? Haha..."
Looking at Shadow Tomb who was laughing wildly, Liu Feng nodded with a smile, and then said very seriously: "It's my fault that I let you live until now... Since you think you have lived too long, then, I
Take it back now."
Seeing Liu Feng's serious expression, Shadow Tomb was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to realize what he was doing. He pointed at Liu Feng with trembling sharp nails, and laughed wildly as if he couldn't believe his own ears.
"Are you an idiot? I couldn't do anything about your serial attacks just now. Could it be that now that I have become stronger than before, you can still kill me? Haha..."
Liu Feng smiled, shrugged his shoulders, and said softly: "You'll know after you try it." He raised his chin towards the mirror image standing in mid-air.
"I can't kill you with four times... What about eight times? What about sixteen times? What about Blade Storm? I have so many ways to kill you old bastard. I'm just afraid that you have weak bones and can't stand it...
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After receiving the order, the two mirror images nodded indifferently, tapped their toes lightly in the void, and rushed towards the laughing Shadow Tomb one after another.
He cast a disdainful glance at the mirror image that was getting closer and closer. A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Ying Tomb's mouth. His broad wings flapped slightly. His hands... well, above his claws, blood-colored fighting spirit surged out.
The slender sharp nails were covered with a layer of blood-colored cuticle, and his body trembled slightly as the blood-colored blood shrouded his body.
The smoke shrank violently, and gradually turned into a layer of substantial blood-colored armor on his body...
The sharp nails scratched on the blood-colored armor, causing bursts of "squeaking" teeth. Looking down at the solid armor that seemed to be flowing with blood, Shadow Tomb smiled with great satisfaction, "Blood donation."
Although the side effects are huge, the temporary increase in power is also huge, and it also comes with a pair of blood armor that can withstand ordinary holy-level attacks.
His eyes were blazing as he looked at the two mirror images close at hand. On his terrifying face, fanatical bloodthirsty appeared, his claws were raised, and bloody fighting spirit spurted out.
At this time, Shadow Tomb is obviously very proud, because he knows very well that now he has actually touched the thin film of the holy and heavenly level. Perhaps, at a certain moment, he can pierce it, and Jin
He is among the powerful men at the level of Saint and Heaven, but...it is a pity that the next blow is enough to make him lose his soul...
Just when Shadow Tomb was about to show off his power, the mirror image in front of him suddenly made his eager face freeze instantly...
Looking at the mirror in front of him, Shadow Tomb crossed his claws and was about to take action when a powerful force of energy slashed down from the ordinary heavy sword.
Looking at where the heavy sword passed, a large area of collapsed and broken space. The look of horror finally appeared again. This... This power has reached the limit of destroying the Shadow Tomb. He wanted to withdraw and retreat, but he couldn't.
He discovered that the power transmitted from that heavy sword directly blocked all the spaces around him perfectly.
There is a powerful force in front of him that can destroy him, and all retreats are blocked. At this point, Shadow Tomb has no other choice but to use all his strength to resist. His teeth bite hard, and on his claws, there is a bloody fighting spirit
It spurted out, expanding the two arms into two huge bloody pillars. Mixed with a full blow, it struck hard at the heavy sword that was swinging down...
"Bang." An earth-shaking loud noise was heard in the sky, like thunder, shocking people's hearts.
In the City of Thieves, everyone looked up at the void in horror. The pitch-black hole that suddenly appeared more than ten feet tall was... was that a broken space? The energy hidden in this kind of battle may have exceeded
It's a forbidden spell magic, holy level... It's really powerful. He is indeed a powerful person.
"Bang." A low muffled sound was heard soon after, and with this sound, a blood-colored shadow fiercely fell from the sky, bringing up blood mist all over the sky.
The blood shadow fell to the ground in the blink of an eye, dragging a trace of more than a hundred meters on the hard floor, collapsing countless houses along the way, and dragging a path of yellow dust into the sky.
Looking at the streak of yellow smoke rising into the sky and taking another look at the scratch that was more than one meter deep, the city of thieves fell into silence. Countless people looked at each other blankly and involuntarily wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.
Turning towards the void, only two men in black were seen stamping their feet. The man in black who had just knocked down the blood shadow had disappeared.
Liu Feng held the epee on his shoulder. His eyes stopped at the thickest part of the yellow smoke. After a moment, he raised his eyebrows slightly. He said in surprise: "He's not dead yet? Is this guy a cockroach?" He sighed and shook his head.
He shook his head and raised his chin again to the only mirror image in front of him.
After receiving the order from the main body, the mirror image turned around indifferently, and as the figure swayed, it appeared in the sky above the yellow smoke. On top of the heavy sword, the silver-white substance sword sword suddenly appeared...
Countless lines of sight stayed at that place where the yellow smoke was still rising. As for the result of this battle, it was obvious that the men in black had the upper hand. From the beginning to the end, the comrade in blood, although he had maintained the most arrogant attitude
However, it seems that every time he gets stronger, he will be severely hit by a more powerful force.
Thinking of the tragic situation of Blood Shadow, many people shook their heads in sympathy, and suddenly there was an impulse of admiration in their hearts. This fearless spirit of repeated defeats and defeats, well, is worthy of praise and learning...
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Just when everyone was shaking their heads and sighing, a blood shadow suddenly rushed out of the yellow smoke, using all the strength of its body to suck milk. A blood streak was drawn in the void, and in the blink of an eye, it was about to rush out of the sky above the City of Thieves.
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Hey, what is he trying to do? Run away? Is he a saint-level warrior? He actually runs away? Does he still have fighting spirit?
Looking at the bloody shadow that was obviously trying to escape, everyone was stunned for a long time. Disdain and curses resounded throughout the sky.
"What a bunch of bastards. If I don't run away, why don't I stay and wait for death? When I recover from my injuries, I will naturally wash away today's shame." Blood is flowing all over his body, but Shadow Tomb has no time to care about his appearance.
question. His feet danced into an afterimage, and he flew towards the north without looking back.
At this moment, Diying Tomb has no desire to fight anymore. If Liu Feng's luxurious package not long ago made him afraid, then the eight times attack of the mirror image just now has shattered all the pride and confidence of Shadow Tomb.
, taking a moment to glance at the broken hard nails on the fingertips of both hands, as well as the blood armor on his body that had long since turned into energy and dispersed, the heart of Shadow Tomb trembled uncontrollably.
His only thought now is to leave this hellish place and that perverted man in black. He can take back today's shame in the future. Now... he no longer has the mood or the strength...
Just when Shadow Tomb was about to cross the range of the City of Thieves, a wild laugh burst out.
"I'm just waiting for you to run this way...the space is frozen."
Spatial fluctuations swept out, sealing the hasty shadow tomb directly in the void. However, in a moment, he was able to break free with his strength. He sided to avoid the purple fireball that Hei Bake hit, and tried to escape again, but was stopped by
The huge power coming from the void again blocked the scene.
In Shadow Tomb's horrified and desperate eyes, the light heavy sword descended on the strange body with blood flowing...
"Tsk." The soft sound of the sword sliding through the paper rippled in the void...
Time seemed to have stopped in the void, and the mirror image kept swinging the sword diagonally with an indifferent face. When the heavy sword was swung out from Shadow Tomb's waist, there was a "bang", and in the countless sluggish words,
In the eyes of the earth, it turned into a curl of smoke and drifted away in the wind...
The two halves of the lifeless body fell heavily from a high altitude and landed on the hard ground, sending up dust all over the sky.
Died? A saint-level strongman fell? Fallen???
In the city of thieves, the sounds of cold air were heard one after another. On the continent, the synonym for the strong: Holy Step, had fallen like this before their eyes? He suddenly raised his head, and countless blazing eyes were staring at the man who stood proudly.
A man in black above the void...
This is the real strong man, the strong man who can stand up to the sky with his strength......
The whole city was filled with cheers and cheers.
Liu Feng glanced at the lifeless corpse, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. It was finally solved... He waved his hand lightly, and a cheerful whistle resounded through the sky. He turned around and walked away, leaving countless people behind.
The thin back of a person represents the strong...
While countless people were cheering for it, no one noticed that the lifeless Shadow Tomb suddenly trembled, and an extremely small blood-colored aura suddenly came out, invaded the ground, and disappeared...