The huge wings glowed with strong light elements, illuminating the small and luxurious courtyard extremely brightly. If it were not blocked by the space barrier made by Hei Bake above it, I am afraid that just this sudden strong light would have
It will attract a lot of people’s attention…
Tightening the "Long Lock" in his hand, Liu Feng breathed out slowly, his dark eyes fixed on the "Saint Peter" who was a few feet above the ground. At the tip of the scabbard, there was a silver-white sword.
Gang brings about ripples in the circle space...
Although "Saint Peter" was a figure from the ancient age of gods, Liu Feng did not appear to be afraid of it. No matter how powerful the angel who called himself Angel Tekfa was in the past, Liu Feng only knew that he is now
…I still can’t let myself feel fear…
The fear has not yet appeared, but the surging fighting spirit rushed out first. For the first time, he fought against the strong men from the ancient gods period. Liu Feng's heart was also filled with fire, and he made a shield against Hei Bake in the void.
movement, the toes tapped on the floor again, and the ghostly speed was performed again...
A simple scabbard suddenly appeared. The tip of the sword was cold, like a bloodthirsty snake. It drew a cunning arc in the void and stabbed fiercely at St. Peter's vest...
"Holy Light Shield!" A low voice came out of the expressionless St. Peter's mouth, and a thick milky white light instantly formed on his back, forming a substantial light shield emitting a faint white light...
"Ding, choke."
The tip of the sword pointed straight at the light shield, and the turbulent energy collision swept out, twisting the space around the two people.
The attack was blocked, Liu Feng's expression remained unchanged, and the surging spiritual energy in his body surged, pouring into the sword body, and the silver-white sword steel shot out. The solid light shield was cut into several pieces, and then dissipated and fell...
After the light shield was broken, the sword's speed continued, and the sword's strength skyrocketed again, carrying tyrannical energy as it slashed towards Saint Peter.
Looking at the dangerous aura on the simple scabbard, "Saint Peter"'s face changed slightly, and the wide light wings behind him shook slightly. The extremely fast body crossed perfectly in front of him, forming the tightest defensive wall.
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"Clang." The crisp sound of steel clashing was accompanied by little sparks flashing on the white wings.
"Such a hard wing..." Looking at the unscathed white wings, Liu Feng raised his brows slightly, and just about to increase his strength again, a sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from behind the wings...
A burst of milky white energy, accompanied by a sharp sound, rushed out from the hole exposed in the pair of broad wings. It stabbed Liu Feng's head fiercely...
The tip of the sword fired violently, and a silver-white sword gang more than ten feet long suddenly appeared, facing the milky white energy, and shot away...
Milky white and silvery white collided in the void, causing a fierce energy explosion.
Looking at the cross sword that fell powerlessly from the void, Liu Feng's whole body momentum surged sharply, and the silvery white spiritual energy seemed to be leaving his body, churning on the surface of his body, like a burning holy flame...
Looking at Liu Feng who seemed to be ignited by the holy fire, "Saint Peter"'s indifferent face finally showed a little wave. His right hand formed a claw shape and was pulled in the void. The thick light elements quickly condensed into a ten-foot-long stick on the palm of his hand.
The milky white light clusters on the left and right, as the light elements become more and more solidified, the objects in the light clusters also begin to reveal their true colors...
This is a milky white spear. On top of the spear, there is milky white energy emitting a faint light. On the tip of the spear, there is a mysterious spiral pattern. Whenever milky white energy flows to it, there will always be
Bursts of dazzling white light erupted...
"Come on, human beings, let me take a look. After ten thousand years, the Holy Orders of the mainland still have several layers of the essence of the ancient Holy Orders." Feeling the surging power hidden in the Holy Spear. "Saint Peter"
An ugly numb smile appeared on his face and he shouted in a low voice.
The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and Liu Feng sneered: "You are a guy who relies on your old age to show off your old age. Do you, who have survived from ancient times, have nothing to praise except having an extra pair of bird wings than other saints?"
"Alien, this is a gift given to the servants by the great God of Light. How can ignorant humans like you understand it? Let the Holy Light purify you, dirty alien..." "Saint Peter" said indifferently, silver-white
There was no emotion in the pupils, the huge wings flapped gently, and the figure instantly appeared above Liu Feng's head. The spear mixed with the holy flames stabbed down hard on his head...
The spear penetrated directly through Liu Feng's head, but it didn't bring out any blood...
The spear was slightly twisted, and the strong holy light evaporated the residual image in an instant, and the backhand was a thunderous shot...
An ancient sword scabbard appeared out of thin air, the tip of the sword just touched the long spear point, and two tyrannical energies burst out again...
Above the void, two white shadows were clashing rapidly, and the crisp sound of steel colliding echoed back and forth in this sealed space.
Two powerful momentums faintly divided the space in the courtyard into two halves, engulfing each other and melting...
Bits of fragments fell out of the space where the two of them collided, flying and falling, turning into void energy...
The wings on the shoulders of "Saint Peter" are not used as decorations. Every time it vibrates, it will sputter out countless light feathers. The light feathers are like sharp thorns, with a whistling sound that breaks through the air, towards
It flew towards Liu Feng's vitals, causing him great trouble...
…
Once again, he blocked the spear and light feathers that were attacking his waist. Liu Feng frowned impatiently. With the help of wings, "Saint Peter" had extremely strong movement ability. The speed of the attack was no match for his own.
Up and down, and that powerful Saint Dou Qi actually has the special effect of purification. Every time the weapons are handed over, your attacks will be delayed for an instant...
According to this progress, Liu Feng wants to solve the problem in a short time. If he does not use the sword master skills, it may be really troublesome...
With a sword, he knocked back the "Saint Peter" who was bullying him. Liu Feng's body trembled slightly, and a faint white shadow gradually appeared in the void beside him...
"Mirror image clone!"
The mirror image quickly changed from virtual to real, and Liu Feng stood beside Liu Feng with an indifferent face, and the "Long Lock" in his hand pointed at "Saint Peter"...
"Mirror image?" "Saint Peter" said with some doubts. Xuanji shook his head and said indifferently: "You don't want to fight me with this thing, do you?"
Liu Feng raised his eyes and said with a smile: "You will know after you try..."
"Huh, although in ancient times, there were powerful people who studied mirror magic very well, but I still don't believe that there are still people who know that kind of profound method." "Saint Peter" snorted coldly.
He said, his silver-white eyes locked tightly on the mirror image that was as indifferent as himself.
Liu Feng curled his lips slightly, raised his chin slightly towards the mirror image, tapped his toes in the void, blended up again, and fought with "Saint Peter", the sword energy was sharp, and the holy light flew...
"Suolong" raised slightly to block the cunning holy spear. Liu Feng stretched out his palm in the shape of a claw and shouted coldly: "Space solidifies!"
"Waste skills." Sensing the rapidly solidifying space, Saint Peter smiled disdainfully. Holy light surged out from his body, completely breaking through the space that was about to solidify in an instant. Just as he was about to take action, a sound came from above his head.
The powerful oppressive force made his face change uncontrollably. The holy spear, which gathered all the energy in his body, hurriedly swept away above his head...
"boom."
Due to the violent energy fluctuations in space, dark holes actually appeared, and pieces of space debris kept falling.
"Crack." The crisp sound of broken bones made "Saint Peter"'s face darken slightly, and he glanced at his shoulders from the corner of his eyes. Although the shoulder bones were broken by the strong force above his head, he was not too worried.
Keeping it in mind, as long as the angelic heart is still there, he can be reborn, at most he can change his body, and there won't be much trouble...
The huge light wings vibrated in the void several times, and finally removed the force above the head. Countless light feathers brought thick holy light and stabbed hard towards the top of the head...
The wings flapped, and "Saint Peter" was about to take off when a terrifying force that made his heart tremble suddenly appeared behind him again, and the locking point of that force made "Saint Peter" even more indifferent.
His face instantly turned pale.
The back of the head, the most mysterious place in the human body, is also where the heart of Tekfa's angel is hidden...
At this moment of life and death, the surging holy light burst out from "Saint Peter's" body crazily, and in just an instant, a pair of huge bright wings once again formed on his back and shoulders...
Four Wings: Angel!
The sudden appearance of the tyrannical holy light caused St. Peter's flesh to crack. The blood just flowed out of it, but it was immediately melted away by the holy light. Only the fresh and tender skin remained pink and tender under the illumination of the holy light.