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Chapter 871 Flying Sword Breaks through the Great Bright Heaven (5)

Under the light and shadow of the sky, the flying sword formed by the Xuanming blood dragon armor, like a red-blue waterfall, stabs towards the countless angel phantoms in the surrounding bright heaven.

Under the growing coercion, the black arrogance all over Wang Feng's body was looming, as if it would be extinguished at any moment.

The mental power has been urged to the extreme, causing the dark light to cover the entire pupil of Wang Feng.

The power of this move forced Wang Feng to take it seriously.

Especially the Dark Angel Martial Soul in the Sea of ​​Consciousness roared as if awakened, shaking Wang Feng's spirit.

The power of the seven blood streaks, under the roar of the Dark Angel Martial Soul, radiated a dazzling light.

Looking from a distance, Wang Feng's body seemed to flow with seven blood-colored rivers.

But now Wang Feng is shrouded by this phantom Daguang Church, and the outside world doesn't know what happened.

Except Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu's eyes flickered, staring deeply at the majestic and magnificent bright heaven.

This is his strongest move, the power of the divine skill is extraordinary.The release conditions are also extremely harsh.

The last phantom could be summoned to frighten the enemy with the help of the holy angel sword.

'Dark Angel Martial Soul...'

There was a strange light in Qian Daoliu's eyes.

As the servant of the angel god, the first thing in his heart is naturally the position of god.

The granddaughter has the qualifications to inherit the throne.Then it was his lifelong wish to let Qian Renxue achieve the god position.

For this wish, Qian Daoliu spared no effort to wipe out all the things and people that hinder Qian Renxue from becoming a god.

To him, Wang Feng was not an obstacle, but to a certain extent, it was also an encouragement to Qian Renxue.

He was even somewhat relieved to see that Qian Renxue had turned becoming a god into her only obsession because of Wang Feng's death.

But now it doesn't work.

Using this trick at this moment, he intends to use the angel god's divine sense to probe into the reality of this kid Wang Feng.

What the hell is that dark angel spirit?

For Xiaoxue, is it good or bad?

The moment he saw that Wang Feng was still alive, Qian Daoliu had already made this plan.

A weak spiritual thought of the Angel God is irresistible to mortals.

What's more, the bright heaven is condensed by the power of faith, and it is even more difficult to break it without using martial soul and soul power.

Staring at the scenes in the bright heaven, Qian Daoliu's pupils narrowed slightly.

I saw that bright heaven.

Countless red and blue flying swords swept across all the angel phantoms like the setting sun on a long river.

In an instant, those angel phantoms condensed by the power of faith were pierced into countless holes, and instantly turned into countless lights and shadows and disappeared in the phantom of heaven.

'What exactly is this kid's soul bone! '

Qian Daoliu was horrified.

It's not that he has never seen that flying sword before, it used to be the standard equipment of the pope in white.

Originally it was pitch black.

When it was in Sea God Island, it turned blue.

Now it has turned red again.

It's just that the increase in power is too exaggerated.

Those angel phantoms are not simple, they are the descendants of angels under the throne of the angel god, and they are the strong men with seraph martial souls in the past. The thoughts condensed after death are gathered in the angel hall of the elder hall.

Qian Daoliu took this as an opportunity, combined with the god-given spirit ring, to create this powerful soul skill.

Every angel phantom is an extremely powerful existence, and the voices they make can easily break through the sinners who are judged in the bright heaven.Represents the power of divine light to judge.

Even a demigod who is stronger than Qian Daoliu and whose spiritual power exceeds his existence, it is difficult to escape.

Let alone attacking!

Or at this very moment, driving so many red and green long swords, what level has this kid's mental strength reached?

In an instant.

All the phantoms of angels turned into dust.

With this move, most of Wang Feng's mental power has been consumed!

It is very rare for Wang Feng to divide the Xuanming Blood Dragon Thorn into such flying swords.Because the more separation, the greater the consumption of mental power.

But at this moment, Wang Feng had to do so, and he couldn't even relax.

In the empty bright heaven, all the red and green flying swords rushed towards the top like a waterfall, and finally converged into a red and green sword several meters long!

It was also at this moment that the phantom of the Angel God suddenly chopped down with the Angel Holy Sword in his hand.

A few rays of light suddenly flashed in Xuying's eyes.

The next moment, the Chiqing Flying Sword weighing 25 jin seemed to freeze the air.

Density has reached a limit.

Boom!

The two collided, and the holy angel sword in the phantom's hand shook violently, and a violent golden flame burst out from the holy sword, cutting the Chiqing flying sword.

It shook into countless Xuanming blood dragon thorns.

Wang Feng's spirit was shaken, and the golden flame of the holy sword could purify the spiritual power attached to Wang Feng.Temporarily out of control.

My heart sank slightly.

The dark angel Wuhun in the sea of ​​consciousness roared again.

Under this boundless pressure, Wang Feng's seven blood lines were scorching hot, as if they were about to melt him.

The dark angel spirit was restricted and could not be used.But at this moment, Wang Feng felt that the seven blood streaks were burning crazily under the oppression of the Angel God Phantom, and the explosive power came from the blood streaks.

Wang Feng looked up at the phantom cut by the sword, his pitch-black eyes exuded extreme darkness.

The phantom looked at Wang Feng's pupils, as if through Wang Feng's eyes, he saw the dark angel Wuhun in the sea of ​​consciousness.

There was a moment of hesitation.

In just this instant, Wang Feng's whole body was ignited with boiling magic flames again, he broke free from the golden chain on the cross, stepped on it, and punched that phantom!

On the huge fist is the end of the blood streak, condensing the dark flames that seem to be real.He punched the holy angel sword.

"Humph."

The next moment, the phantom suddenly withdrew the holy sword, uttered a loud voice, and also stretched out its arms to form a fist. The fist was burning with golden flames, and directly confronted Wang Feng's punch!

Boom~!

Under the two huge forces, endless arrogance erupted, instantly shattering the phantom of the surrounding bright heaven!

A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of Xu Ying, his huge body was shaken back a bit, and a light flashed in his eyes hazy in the clouds, staring at Wang Feng's figure, the figure gradually blurred.

at the same time.

The moment he punched that angel God Xuying, endless flames burst into the sky.

A huge force made Wang Feng feel irresistible, and the whole person flew upside down from mid-air!

The weirdest thing is that at the moment of the collision, the golden flame on the phantom's fist attached to Wang Feng's body in an instant, and immediately covered the black flame on his body that was burning due to the power of the blood pattern.

Weird.

(End of this chapter)