"Damn it!" Demon Lord Sickle's expression suddenly changed.
With a muffled groan, his body, which had been severely injured, became even more injured.
The heavy pressure arouses the blood of the Great Sky Demon Chi You in the body. For Demon Lord Sickle, this is even ten times more powerful than the damage caused by the knife just now!
"Ah!!!" The black and green striped skin tore open, the sickle demon gnashed his teeth, and a statue of the demon several meters high appeared behind him. The sickle in his hand burst out with astonishing power like a knife, and hit Lin Feng. Faced with such an ant
An ordinary human being was injured by it, how could Demon Lord Sickle not be angry?
"Come!" Lin Feng was full of fighting spirit.
The situation of certain death made him completely risk it. No matter what danger the little magic doctor encountered, he would risk his life to save her!
Every little bit of kindness should be repaid with a spring of water!
"Boom!" Xiang Yu's purple thunder sword technique flashed clearly in his mind.
One blow, another blow.
The heart is extremely domineering and fearless.
Facing an opponent who was much stronger than himself, Lin Feng realized the true meaning of the Purple Thunder Sword Technique. Xiang Yu himself was a heroic figure who was not afraid of heaven or earth. When he was young, he relied on his unparalleled talents to fight against the sky.
Fight with life!
Not even afraid of the sky!
This is the real domination!
"The seventh strike, the wrathful thunder tears the heaven and the earth apart!" Lin Feng shouted violently, and the realm of swordsmanship that had stayed for a long time shattered like a mirror. The remnants of the sword marks seen in the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum clearly fell into his mind and turned into a
The arrogant figure is none other than Xiang Yu, the overlord who destroyed the Qin Dynasty.
Absolutely domineering!
The mausoleum of Emperor Qin was wantonly destroyed!
Swordsmanship, the seventh realm.
Bang! Bang! Bang!!! The Nine Nether Thunder Sword turned into a huge thunder shock. All the power was condensed into one sword, integrating speed and power. Lin Feng's sword was completely sublimated to a higher level at this moment. Although it was not as good as Xiang Yu, the overlord of the day, it was still different.
Not far away.
"boom!"
The Heavenly Demon Gate collapsed due to an earthquake.
The top stone suddenly fell, and the sickle demon's eyes suddenly opened wide, and he raised his head. It was a golden light of the rising sun, flashing with dazzling light. The golden light was full of life, bringing the supreme power like the Buddha: "The devil surrenders.
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The hands condense the bright starlight, and the tiny shimmer of light condenses to the extreme.
The terrifying power penetrated the golden light and hit Demon Lord Sickle directly. The well-timed attack brought violent explosions, and Demon Lord Sickle screamed heartbreakingly. Peng! Peng! Peng! The entire Heavenly Demon Gate collapsed completely.
The seemingly calm power shocked the sky the moment it exploded.
Lin Feng withstood the backlash of force and looked closely at the man in front of him.
He has golden hair and an extremely handsome face from the side. He is holy, glorious and flawless. The most eye-catching thing is the golden holy clothes on his body, which is undoubtedly the representative of his identity. Each golden holy clothes has a unique shape and structure.
The identity of the visitor is about to come out.
"Virgo Golden Saint, Sharjah!" Lin Feng was shocked.
I never expected that he would appear here, the strongest person standing at the top of the world.
"Heavenly Falun Seal!" Sharjah's hands changed rapidly, and stars shone on his forehead.
"Om."
Bang! Sharjah opened his eyes.
With a pair of extremely pure eyes, as if he could see through everything in the world, Lin Feng stared closely at Sharjah in front of him, feeling that his aura was burning and getting stronger. It was like burning blood, and it was like there was a planet inside his body.
exist……
Small universe!
A completely different cultivation method from that of ancient China.
"Boom!" The figure of Lord Sickle suddenly appeared.
The black and green markings oozed the blood of the terrifying demons. At this moment, he looked as ferocious as a real devil, roaring wildly. Like an ancient behemoth, with the image of a demon rising behind him. Facing Sharjah, he showed a solemn look for the first time. The killing intent became even more intense.
Shout! Shout! Shout!
The sickle in his hand was violent, and countless terrifying black shadows were instantly thrown out. Lin Feng stared at the battle in front of him with suffocation. Every blow of the Sickle Demon Lord was comparable to the one that attacked him before. His momentum was not inferior to that of Sharjah, but after that Behind him, King Fudo Ming appeared, with clear eyes and hands quickly forming seals.
"Fudo Ming King." The Sanskrit sound penetrates the ears.
Flames were rising around Sha Jia's body. The extremely pure flame seemed to be able to purify everything in the world. The face of Demon Lord Sickle changed drastically. The light of the sword was not only weakened, but also bounced away. Instead, it went straight to Demon Lord Sickle. .
"It's amazing!" Lin Feng secretly exclaimed.
This is the first time I have truly seen the strongest person on earth, and he is far stronger than I imagined.
They are both title-level warriors, with clear distinctions between strength and weakness. With Sharjah's strength, not even the ten great priests can compare with him. With a thought in his heart, Demon Lord Sickle has already come forward to kill him. His blood-pupiled eyes are filled with endless anger. The starlight on Jia's forehead bloomed even more.
Bang! Bang!!
The two powerful men exchanged blows instantly, with Lin Feng staring closely at them.
Accumulate strength and wait for opportunities!
Although Sharjah's face was sacred and pure, without any expression, as if everything was under control, Lin Feng could clearly feel that he had exhausted all his strength. He even used secret methods to burn the small universe, exerting a power far beyond his own.
"Boom!" They separated again, and Sharjah's face turned pale.
Demon Lord Sickle is not much better either. At this moment, he is no longer as high-spirited as before. Demonic blood is oozing out from his body. There are scars everywhere on his body. His skin and flesh are swarming like maggots. It is horrifying. In fact, if Demon Lord Sickle hadn't been able to separate out most of them, How could he be so embarrassed when his power suppressed the blood of the great demon Chiyou?
Amidst the loud shouting, Demon Lord Sickle attacked again.
"The Heavenly Dancing Treasure Wheel!" Around Sharjah, flowers and snow were flying, and the lake-blue eyes were clear and crystal clear.
The purity in his eyes is soul-stirring, as if he is the natural nemesis of the demons.
Boom!~
The thunder from the sky stirred up the fire from the earth, and this blow was far more powerful than the title level.
Lin Feng didn't know the current situation in Sharjah, but his eyes were always staring at Demon Lord Sickle. He had already quietly changed his position and found the best attack position. The Nine Nether Thunder Saber in his hand roared with thunder and struck directly at the target that was knocked away by Tianwu Baolun. Sickle Demon Lord.
"The seventh strike, the thunderous thunder tears the sky and the earth apart!" Lin Feng's knife unleashed domineering and rage, completely erupting at this moment.
Peng!!!
Lin Feng, the strongest attack!
The Scythe Demon Lord was wounded on both sides. He was so miserable that he opened his eyes angrily and let out a shrill sound. He was completely unable to withstand the power of the golden dragon shadow. He let out a terrifying roar and the ground shook. Lin Feng's sword was deflected by half. Inch, with a scolding sound, he removed the right arm of Demon Lord Sickle, and blood spurted out wildly.
"Hiss!!!" The devil's roar echoed through the sky.
The face of the Sickle Demon Lord was twisted to the extreme. The moment his right arm was cut off, he jumped up suddenly, twitching like an evil ghost, but he was injured again and again. He even suffered the backlash of the blood of the great demon Chiyou, and the blood shadow spread wildly, like a The blood-red haze completely enveloped his ugly figure.
"Human, I will definitely come back for revenge!!!"
The roar reached straight into the sky, it was the furious voice of Lord Sickle.