In the deep sea, every city and the large land outside it will be equipped with a profound magic array. This magic array can allow the sea people to walk on flat ground as if they were on land, without having to worry about being exposed by the sea water.
The buoyancy pushes people upward.
Therefore, the war between fortresses and the kind of confrontation are not much different from the battlefields on the human continent. Of course, except for race and appearance...
On the battlefield where the killing cries shook the sky, looking around, azure fighting spirit rushed out, causing powerful fluctuations. It was the fighting spirit unique to the Hai clan, sea fighting spirit...
While all the sergeants are fighting, the corners of their eyes are always fixed on the void, with four opposing faint figures... There is the main battlefield that determines who wins and who loses, and my own fighting mode is there.
From the perspective of a strong person of this level, there may be no difference from a clown performance...
On top of the fortress wall, Jing'er's beautiful eyes swept over the battlefield, and her sweet killing orders were spit out coldly from her ruddy and alluring little mouth...
Commanding the sea archers to repel a wave of enemies, Jing'er raised her pretty face and looked at the four people who had not made any movement in the void, with a confident arc on her lips.
"As long as those two old guys don't come down, the army of the West Asia Dynasty will never be able to climb half a step of the city wall. Grandpa, Liu Feng...it depends on you.
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Listening to the thundering sound of killing coming from below, Liu Feng glanced out of the corner of his eye and looked at the Siya army that could not get within a hundred meters of the fortress wall. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and looked up at the people on the opposite side.
The Western Emperor and the Western Emperor, who were still standing still, slightly raised their brows, hugged their arms, and their spiritual thoughts came out of their bodies, locking the two of them tightly.
"Hehe. Since it's not moving, then just don't move at all."
Sensing the powerful thoughts, the faces of the Western Emperor and the Western Emperor changed slightly, and their eyes were a little startled. How could this kid's thoughts be so powerful? I'm afraid this must be close to the heaven level, right?
The two looked at each other, raised their thumbs slightly, and nodded slightly. Their years of tacit understanding allowed them to know the meaning of each other's movements. For example, now...
Join forces to kill the young man in white.
The tip of his toes kicked hard in the void, and two streams of light instantly appeared in front of and behind Liu Feng. Two iron fists mixed with surging energy hit his chest and back vest fiercely.
"Damn, you're despicable, you're doing this again, you idiot." Poseidon on the side saw the actions of the two men. He cursed angrily, and with a huge dark blue fighting spirit in his hand, Poseidon viciously stabbed Xidi's head.
Xidi, who had his back to Poseidon, noticed the cold energy behind him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and continued to hit Liu Feng's chest with his right fist. He waved his left hand lightly behind him and shouted coldly: "The space is frozen."
"clang."
The three forks mixed with dark blue fighting spirit collided fiercely with the solidified space in front of him, and the fighting energy from the fork tips surged out. In just an instant, the solidified space was broken away, and the energy above the three forks was again
It rose and slashed straight towards the head of the Western Emperor.
Space solidification can only stop Poseidon for a short moment at most. Xidi knew this very well. He did not expect that space solidification would have any special effects. What he wanted was just that short moment...
As long as he and the Western Emperor join forces to deal with this young saint who doesn't seem to have much combat experience, then relying on the tacit cooperation of the two of them, it will definitely be easy to deal with the heaven-level Poseidon. As long as he solves it,
These two people, the Beihai Dynasty... will only collapse and dissipate...
However, many things are not as beautiful as they imagined. The Western Emperor and the Western Emperor wanted to pick a soft persimmon. But they didn't know that what they picked this time was an iron lump hidden under the persimmon, which was hard enough to bite.
Not even a pimple...
Seeing that his fist was only a few steps away from the white shirt, excitement and a grin flashed through Xihuang's slightly narrowed eyes. However, very quickly, the excitement that still remained in his eyes turned into consternation in an instant.
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The fists of the West Emperor and the West Emperor went straight through Liu Feng's body and hit each other hard.
"boom."
Two figures flew out of the void. Their strength was inferior to that of the Western Emperor. A mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He stepped on the void with his toes. He was about to rush forward to join the Western Emperor.
The sharp force of Senhan coming from above forced him to retreat dozens of meters away again...
Holding the gorgeous sword hilt of "Long Lock" tightly, Liu Feng smiled slightly at the Western Emperor in front of him, and several cold sword flowers flashed under the slight swing of "Long Lock"...
"Friend, are you very fast?" Xihuang smiled coldly, and a broad stainless steel sword appeared in the palm of his hand.
"It's not fast. Compared with the speed of your sneak attack, it's nothing." Liu Feng mocked with a smile, and a cold light passed through his dark pupils.
"Hey, which clan is this powerful friend? Why have I never heard of him in the Sea Clan for so many years?" Dark blue fighting energy burst out from the Xi Huang broadsword, causing the void to ripple slightly.
"In the sea, there are countless hermits and strong men. It's just you people who don't feel at ease to practice, but participate in the war of the dynasty. When the two supreme masters Hai. Wolfte and Bosden come out, hehe..." Liu
Feng chuckled and mocked.
Hearing these two names that resounded throughout the entire Sea Clan, the Western Emperor's expression changed. A hint of panic flashed across his arrogant face. However, it was quickly hidden by him and he snorted coldly: "
Stop trying to scare me, those two people haven't appeared for hundreds of years, maybe they have..."
Looking at his somewhat confused face, Liu Feng curled his lips in disdain, glanced at the West Emperor and Poseidon who were already fighting, raised his hand "Long Lock" with itching, and pointed the tip of the sword at the West Emperor,
He said softly: "Holy-level earth-level powerhouse, Lord Xihuang..." His eyes narrowed slightly, cold light burst out, and he said in a cold voice: "Today, I will let you become the second fallen holy-level powerhouse in my hands..."
"What an arrogant tone. I have been at the top of the prefecture level for more than a hundred years. How can I still be afraid of you, a little kid who has just been promoted to the prefecture level?" The Western Emperor sneered, holding the sword tightly in both hands, and looked at Liu Feng from a distance.
Falling down...
"laugh."
Three dark blue sword lights that were four to five feet long, like dark blue horses, cut through the void, brought fierce power, and slashed down towards Liu Feng...
Looking at the three dark blue sword lights that were constantly intertwining with each other in the void, using each other's energy to increase their speed, and then faintly locking the space around him, Liu Feng had to say that people who can be promoted to the holy level,
Sure enough, there is no fuel-efficient lamp….
The spiritual energy in the body surged, flowing along the meridians and flowing into the "Long Lock". The tip of the sword trembled slightly, and a crisp sword cry sounded in a low voice. A silver-white substance sword that was more than ten feet long stretched out and emerged from the sword.
above the tip...
With the corner of his mouth slightly raised, Liu Feng held the "Long Lock" tightly and lightly slashed away against the three dark blue sword lights intertwined with the strong wind.
"Wow."
The crisp sound of a sharp sword entering the paper brocade resounded lowly in the void.
Looking at his own sword that was chopped into several pieces and quickly dissipated, the Western Emperor frowned and said in a deep voice: "What a weird fighting spirit. Which clan are you from? Why are you not using the fighting spirit unique to the Hai Clan?"
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"None of your business." Liu Feng sneered, his thin body swayed in the void, and suddenly appeared behind the livid-faced Xi Huang, "Long Lock" unceremoniously opened the door to the exposed back
Stabbing away quickly, the sharp sword blade on the tip of the sword stirred up a circle of space ripples in the void and gradually dispersed.
"Ding Dang."
The crisp sound of steel clashing sounded in the void again. Following the sound, two large knives turned into fragments fell from the void, killing several unlucky people...
Xihuang's toes stepped rapidly in the void. After he was more than a hundred meters away from Liu Feng, he dared to stop. He looked at the strange weapon in his hand in shock, and his heart was churning... He was actually able to use his own fighting spirit.
A fine steel sword to cut through? This is a legendary weapon, it is impossible to do it...
"What's so great about relying on the sharpness of a weapon? Why don't you put down your weapon and fight." When the young boy chopped the weapon into pieces, Emperor Xi's face turned red and he shouted loudly.
Hearing this, Liu Feng was stunned... After a long time, he took a deep breath and held back the sound of two words from his mouth.
"sb."
The figure shook again, and in a few flashes, he appeared in front of the Western Emperor again, raising his sword to slash hard.
"Ding, Dang."
Crisp sounds kept ringing in the void, and every time the sound of steel clashing sounded, two broken knives would always be brought down.
Four silhouettes were fighting in the void, with distinct and extremely fast bodies, fighting fiercely at a speed that exceeded the naked eye.
The countless sergeants below could only see the occasional afterimage, or the sparks of weapon exchange, or the broken knife that fell, but the real fighting figure could only be heard but not seen.
How can ordinary people just watch the battles at the holy level?
The victory or defeat of the Holy Order represents the outcome of the war for hundreds of thousands of people on both sides...