The huge wings glow with a thick light element, illuminating this small and luxurious courtyard extremely brightly, if it were not for the space barrier made by black Baike above it, I am afraid that the strong light that suddenly appeared would attract the attention of many people The "lock dragon" in his hand tightened, Liu Feng let out a breath slowly, and his dark eyes firmly stared at the "Saint Peter" who was a few feet above the ground, the tip of the scabbard, the silver-white sword gang brought up a circle of space fluctuations "Saint Peter" Although he is a figure belonging to the era of the ancient gods, but, Liu Feng did not appear to be afraid because of this, no matter how powerful this angel who claimed to be an angel was before, Liu Feng only knew that he could not let himself appear afraid of this emotion before he appeared, but the surging battle intent was the first to rush out, the first time he fought with the powerhouse of the ancient gods period, Liu Feng's heart was also hot, and he made a protective action on the black Baike in the void, and his toes tapped on the floor again, and the ghostly speed once again staged an ancient scabbard suddenly appeared, The tip of the sword is faintly cold, like a bloodthirsty poisonous snake, drawing a tricky arc in the void, stabbing the "Holy Light Shield" at St.
Peter's vest and stabbing the "Holy Light Shield" in a low voice, spit out from the expressionless St.
Peter's mouth, and a thick milky white light instantly formed a substantial light shield emitting a faint white light "Ding, choke." ” The tip of the sword pointed straight above the light shield, and the surging energy collided and swept out, curling the space around the two of them a little twisted.
The attack was blocked, Liu Feng's face remained unchanged, the surging aura in his body surged, pouring into the sword body, and the silver-white sword gang shot out, cutting the solid light shield into several pieces, dissipating and breaking the light shield, the speed of the sword body did not stop, and the sword gang soared again, carrying a strong energy, slashing at St.
Peter.
Looking at the dangerous aura hidden on the quaint scabbard, "St.
Peter's" face changed slightly, the wide light wings behind him shook slightly, and the extremely fast front of his body crossed perfectly, forming the tightest defensive wall.
"Bells."
The crunch of the clash of steel was accompanied by sparks flashing above the white wings.
"Good hard wings" Looking at the unscathed white light wings, Liu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, and just wanted to reinforce again, a sharp sound of breaking the sky, suddenly from behind the wings came out of a milky white energy, with a sharp sound, rushed out of the hollow exposed in the pair of wide wings, and stabbed at Liu Feng's head fiercely, and the tip of the sword shot violently, a silver-white sword gang more than a foot long suddenly appeared, facing the milky white energy, and shot away the milky white and silver white in the void, With a fierce energy explosion looking at the cross sword that fell powerlessly from the void, Liu Feng's whole body swelled violently, and the silver-white aura seemed to be about to come out of the body, constantly churning on the surface of his body, like a burning holy flame Looking at Liu Feng who seemed to be ignited by the holy flame, the indifferent face of "St.
Peter" finally appeared a little wave, and his right hand formed a claw shape in the void for a while, and the thick light element quickly condensed into a milky white light cluster of about one zhang on the palm of his hand, with the light element becoming more and more condensed, the objects in the light cluster, It also began to reveal its true face This is a milky white spear, on top of the spear, there is also milky white energy exuding a faint light, on the tip of the spear, there is a mysterious spiral pattern, whenever the milky white energy flows to it, there will always burst out bursts of dazzling white light "Come on, human, let me take a look, after 10,000 years, the Continent Saint Order, in the end, there are still several layers of the essence of the ancient Saint Order."
Feeling the surging power hidden in the holy spear, "Saint Peter" pulled an ugly numb smile on his face and shouted in a low voice.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Liu Feng sneered: "The guy who relies on the old and sells the old, is it possible that you who have survived from ancient times, except for having a pair of bird wings more than other holy steps, what else is commendable?"
"Alien, this is a gift from the great God of Light to his servant, how can an ignorant human being like you understand, let the holy light purify you, dirty alien" "Saint Peter" said indifferently, there was no emotion in the silver-white pupils, the huge wings flapped gently, and the figure instantly appeared above Liu Feng's head, mixed with the spear of the holy flame, stabbed fiercely at his head and the spear pierced straight through the top of Liu Feng's head, but he didn't bring a little bloody spear and twisted slightly, The strong holy light instantly evaporated the afterimage cleanly, and the backhand was a thunderbolt A simple scabbard appeared out of thin air, the tip of the sword just hit the tip of the long spear, and two powerful energies burst out of the void again, and the two white shadows were rapidly exchanging blows, and the crisp sound of steel colliding echoed in this blocked space.
The two strong momentum faintly divided the space in the courtyard into two halves, encroaching on each other, and the dissolving space fell out of a little fragment at the place where the two of them struck, constantly flying and falling, turning into nothingness The wings on the shoulders of "St.
Peter" are not used as decorations, and every time it vibrates, it will splash out countless light feathers, which are like sharp thorns of light, with a whining sound that breaks through the air, and flies towards Liu Feng's vital points, causing great trouble to him, and once again the spear and light feather that hit his waist are opened, Liu Feng's brows furrowed a little impatiently, the "Saint Peter" with wings to help him, his movement ability was extremely strong, and the speed of the attack was almost comparable to his own, and the powerful Saint Fighting Qi even had a special effect of purification, every time the weapon was handed over, his attack would be delayed in an instant according to this progress, Liu Feng wanted to solve it in a short time, if he didn't use the Sword Saint skill, it might be really a little troublesome to split back the "Saint Peter" who was bullying himself with a sword, Liu Feng's body trembled slightly, A faint white shadow gradually appeared in the void beside him, "mirror clone" The mirror image quickly changed from virtual to real, standing beside Liu Feng with an indifferent face, the "lock dragon" in his hand pointed to "Saint Peter", "Mirror Image" and "Saint Peter" with some doubts, Xuan shook his head, and said indifferently: "You don't want to rely on this thing to fight me, right?"
Liu Feng raised his eyes and said with a smile: "You can try it."
"Hmph, although in ancient times, there were strong people who studied mirror magic, but I still don't believe that there are still people who can understand that kind of esoteric method."
"St.
Peter" snorted coldly, his silver-white eyes locked on the mirror that was as cold as his own.
The corners of Liu Feng's mouth skimmed, he raised his chin lightly at the mirror image, tapped his toes in the void, and flicked his body again, fighting with "Saint Peter", the sword aura was fierce, and the holy light flew "Lock Dragon" slightly, blocking the holy spear that stabbed him, Liu Feng's palm poked out in the shape of a claw, and he snorted coldly: "Space freezes" "Waste skills."
Perceiving the rapidly solidified space, St.
Peter smiled disdainfully, and the holy light all over his body surged out, and in an instant, the space that was about to be solidified was completely broken, and he was just about to make a move, but the powerful oppressive force coming from above his head made his face change uncontrollably, and the holy spear that condensed the energy of his whole body hurriedly swept away above his head. ” Because of the violent energy fluctuations in the space, there were pitch-black holes, and pieces of space debris kept falling.
"Click."
The crisp sound of the broken bones made "St.
Peter's" face slightly gloomy, and the corner of his eye glanced at his shoulder, although the shoulder bone was crushed by the strong force on the top of his head, however, he didn't take it too seriously, but the heart of the angel was not dispersed, he could regain his life, at most he could change his body, and there was not much trouble The huge light wings vibrated in the void several times, and finally removed the strength above the head, and countless light feathers brought up a thick holy light, fiercely stabbed above the head and flapped his wings, "St.
Peter" Just as he was about to leave, a terrifying force that made his heart tremble appeared behind him again in an instant, and the locking point of that power power made "St.
Peter's" indifferent face instantly pale.
The back of the head, the most mysterious place in the human body, is also the hidden place of the Angel of Tekfa At this moment of life and death, surging holy light poured out from the body of "St.
Peter", and in an instant, on its back and shoulders, a pair of huge light wings and four wings were formed again: Angels The sudden appearance of the powerful holy light made St.
Peter's appear to burst, and the blood just flowed out of it, but it was immediately dissolved by the holy light, and only the fresh skin and flesh were even more pink and terrifying under the light of the holy light.
To be continued: