Sword King Reborn

Ling Feng walked out of the camp, but the boy with the scorpion tattooed on the corner of his eye walked forward from behind the swordsman. The two of them came to the open space in front of the camp at the same time with a tacit understanding, separated by the stinking trees.

The corpses looked at each other in the distance.

"I've been thinking about you, from yesterday to today." The young man spoke. If it weren't for the bright sword array and the corpses on the ground, his words would be a bit like a confession. Ling Feng smiled faintly, but asked:

"I killed Xie twenty-one and Xie thirty-six. I wonder how old you are?"

The Scorpion Twenty-One and Scorpion Thirty-Six mentioned by Ling Feng were both great swordsmen who died at his hands. These elusive and vicious skinny young men had no names. They were only referred to by numbers. The reason why Ling Feng specifically mentioned Twenty-One

With Thirty-Six, that’s because the antidote was forced out of these two people.

"I'm Scorpion, I don't have a wandering mind." The skinny boy shook his head, and Ling Feng's heart moved. Twenty-one and Thirty-six swore before they died that Scorpion would come to take revenge on him. He originally thought that Scorpion would be one of them.

He is a young man, but he never expected that he would be a young man about his own age. At such a young age, he would actually become the leader of these great swordsmen.

"Are you coming together, or one by one?" Ling Feng asked calmly, "I am enough alone." Xie took a step forward, and the thin coarse cloth gown moved without any wind, and the little fox suddenly frowned.

, she clearly felt a powerful wave of fighting power that was not weaker than Ling Feng.

"Ahri, get out of the way first." Since we were fighting alone, Lingfeng also asked Ahri to move away. Xie took another step forward. At this time, he was already standing in the middle of the corpse, his eyes blank.

Looking at Ling Feng, "Draw the sword!" Ling Feng held the Wind Sword on his back with one hand. The figure of Xie suddenly disappeared. After a pause of one or two seconds, a figure appeared in front of Ling Feng.

Then a fist began to enlarge continuously.

There was a loud "bang" sound, and the brown-skinned fist hit the Sword of Wind that Ling Feng had drawn out. The powerful force invaded, and even the Sword of Wind was struck in a very magical arc.

, seeing that the sword seemed to be bent to the limit, a rich green halo suddenly appeared on the turquoise sword, and the bent sword straightened instantly, and Scorpion's fist that hit the sword was also bounced.

Got out.

With a sharp "whoosh" sound, he was bounced away by a force several times his own. The skinny boy named Xie just took a few steps back and stopped abruptly. There were two clear wear marks on the ground.

The depth is enough to show how powerful the previous bullet was.

"San Yuan Hand~!" With a loud shout, Ling Feng stepped forward, held the sword in his right hand and stabbed forward, while his left hand was raised high and slammed down. With this shout, a ten-foot-long sword appeared in mid-air.

The huge golden handprint instantly covered it. The skinny boy just turned sideways to avoid the sword thrust by Ling Feng, but he did not dodge the big handprint that followed. With a "boom", dust followed

Qi l

Ang turned into a circular aperture and splashed out. The golden handprint was instantly photographed on the river bank. The originally moist and soft river bank sank several inches deep under this shot. A terrifying large handprint was clearly visible.

Appeared in front of me, and the young man with the scorpion tattooed on the corner of his eye received this slap firmly, but the strange thing is that he was clearly under the handprint, but he was not hurt at all.

"Very good fighting skills, but it's a pity." The skinny boy shook his head, lunged forward, and punched an ordinary straight punch. Although his movements were ordinary, this straight punch was

The momentum was huge, and the ground was lifted up to half the height by the strong fist wind.

The earth wall that was 3 meters long roared towards Ling Feng like an earth dragon, "Break~!" With a quick shout, the green sword light pierced out like lightning, and the earth wall that was speeding towards was instantly struck by the sword.

The light split into two halves, then turned into two tiny earth dragons and rushed towards the back.

There were two loud sounds of "Bang" and "Bang", and the camp fence not far behind Ling Feng suddenly turned into a piece of broken wood. The huge explosion attracted many spectators in the camp. Ling Feng frowned slightly and held his sword.

His hands couldn't help but tighten a little. This seemingly skinny young man was full of terrifying power. The straight punch just now seemed so casual to Ling Feng, but the effect it caused was extremely shocking.

"Thunder Hands~!" Before Lingfeng could make any further reaction, the skinny boy suddenly pushed out his hands, and the lightning of the Thunderbolt Kara instantly enveloped his hands, followed closely by the pair of hands covered with lightning.

He came to Ling Feng's eyes, there was a crisp "pop" sound, and his dry palm hit it accurately.

It hit Ling Feng's chest accurately, and the harsh electric light bloomed instantly, as if a thousand-watt lamp was suddenly turned on. Ling Feng's whole body was wrapped in the electric light, and the little fox was frightened.

Jump, as soon as he took the step, a green sword light protruded from the electric light.

"Thunder Hand~!" Another loud shout was heard, and the dazzling electric light instantly overwhelmed all the light. For a moment, it seemed that there was only this white light left in the world that made people dare not look directly, and the turquoise sword that just protruded.

Before Mang could do anything, he was enveloped in white light again. The sky and the earth darkened, and there was an explosion.

As the eardrums exploded with pain, a figure flew out from the white light. All the white gown had been reduced to ashes. Only the silver soft armor on his upper body shone extremely under the sunlight. The corners of Ling Feng's mouth hung.

with a trace of blood

, but his right hand was still holding the Sword of Wind tightly. With a "soaring" sound, Ling Feng landed in front of the camp. The thick log fence pulled his body. With a slight shock, Ling Feng stabilized his body and spoke with a smile.

With an inexplicable smile.

The dazzling white light slowly disappeared, and Scorpion's figure was revealed. The college students who were hiding behind the fence of the camp and on the roof of the tent were surprised to find that this seemingly powerful swordsman leader was actually injured.

A long and slender sword mark extends from the center of Scorpion's brow to his waist. The wound is very narrow and not very deep, but this sword mark neatly divides Scorpion into two parts, and blood seeps out from it, turning into a

The bright red line is shocking to look at.

"Huh..." Lingfeng took a deep breath and then exhaled. There was a stinging pain in his chest. A clear black handprint on the silver soft armor was imprinted on his chest. Lingfeng's eyes were burning as he stared at the person he almost missed.

The scorpion split in half seemed a little proud, "You're too slow."

"It's you who's fast." It was like a quarrel between friends. Xie's expression was slightly surprised. He was very honest, so he said it very seriously. It was indeed Ling Feng who was fast. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to force himself.

Fight him out, even if Ling Feng's sword is delayed again

In just one second, the explosive Thunder Hands could blast him into charcoal. In just this second, Ling Feng saved his life, and Xie also avoided the fate of perishing together, but there was still a gap between the two.

Because the strength of Scorpion's fighting power is obviously higher than that of Ling Feng.

"Fourth level of Earth Fighting Saint." Ling Feng smacked his lips. Although the boy named Xie was similar in age to him, he was two full levels higher than him in terms of fighting power. The gap between the two levels would be huge if Ling Feng

If the wind hadn't been strong, he would have been reduced to ashes long ago.

"Thunder Runner, did you hear that it was actually a Thunder Runner?" Ling Feng was fighting a life-and-death battle in front of the camp, but the people watching in the camp had expressions of fear, "Thunder Runner is the Thunder Runner?"

What?" Someone asked in confusion, and the young man who had exclaimed before immediately explained: "This is an inherited fighting skill, a special skill of Qin Tian, ​​the Raya dragon fighter."

"Qin Tian, ​​is this the Pillar of Thunder?" Another person exclaimed. After receiving a positive answer, the young people who gathered to watch the fun looked at Ling Feng even more strangely.

What kind of existence is the Fighter? It is powerful beyond the Galaxy Fighting Sage.

Or, the inherited fighting skills he left behind cannot be summed up by the word "powerful". These freshmen of the Imperial Academy all knew that Ling Feng was very strong, but no one expected that he was so ridiculously strong. The Dragon Fighter looked at

He used all his special skills, but he didn't die.

Of course Ling Feng will not die. Xie can hit the thunder hand twice in total. The first time was removed by Ling Feng's soft armor, but the second time was taken back halfway. The two opportunities have been used up. Xie will fight again.

It was no longer possible to kill him with one strike, and Ling Feng was faster than Xie, so the battle between the two really started at this time.

"Brother Emperor, why do you look so ugly?" Li Yao looked at Li Gan, who could not hide his anger, and was quite puzzled. In the scene just now, Ling Feng clearly had the upper hand, and in the flash of lightning, the other party

He seems to be very powerful. Shouldn't he be happy that Ling Feng can compete with him on an equal footing?

Li Gan and Li Yao stood on the roof of their tent. Although they agreed to Ling Feng to let him solve it by himself, they couldn't bear it and quietly stood up to see what was going on outside. The whole battle process fell apart.

In Li Gan's eyes, it stands to reason that Li Gan shouldn't have this expression when he sees it now.

"Thunder Hand~! That is Qin Tian's unique skill. This thief actually used the stunt of our senior master to deal with Ling Feng!" Li Gan said through gritted teeth. It turned out that he used the Thunder Hand against Yu Xie when he was angry.

Yao wrinkled slightly

Frowning, she usually just focused on playing, and had no interest in these legendary figures who had brought supreme glory to the Raya Empire, so she was still at a loss, not knowing what kind of concept the Thunderbolt Hand was.

"No matter who these great swordsmen are, I must report to Emperor Ming to wipe them out completely~!" Li Gan added another sentence to express his resentment. Li Yao remained silent. She knew about this kind of national event.

It was not something she could interfere with, but Li Gan had this ability. When he looked back at the open space in front of the camp, Ling Feng and the boy were already locked in a protracted battle.

If the difference in strength is not too big, it will be difficult to determine the winner between the fighters, because both sides can use the energy of heaven and earth to form a cycle in the battle. Once the battle becomes a protracted battle, this cycle will adapt.

and heaven and earth, unless one side has an earth-shattering stunt, the consequence of the two cycles is continuous consumption, and it depends on which side collapses first.