The purple bright stars seemed to have inexhaustible energy, and the entire void was completely shrouded in large areas of purple light......

Although because of the dispersion, Zigang is much weaker than the previous three daos, however, if they are well controlled, they will exert more terrifying destructive power, of course, the current Liu Feng has the confidence and strength to control the sky Zigang perfectly......

With a light step, Liu Feng's feet stepped on a faint sword-shaped purple mang, and his body rippled slightly with the ups and downs of Zigang......

With a slight flick between his slender fingers, Liu Feng said softly: "Go!"

The purple light in the sky should move at will, the sword body trembled slightly, and Sen Han slowly confided at the tip of the sword, fiercely aimed at His Majesty the Pope, who was standing in the air, roared through the air attack......

The overwhelming purple gang completely covered the Pope's body for dozens of meters, and the piercing sound of the air being cut resounded through the space......

His eyebrows were raised, and the surging holy light poured out of the Pope's body, and the strength displayed by Liu Feng had far exceeded the boundary of an ordinary supreme powerhouse, and the mysterious purple light was even sharper, which made people have to be afraid......

Eyelids drooped slightly, neat hands quickly formed complex mystical knots in front of him, and a faint chant poured out from the Pope's slightly squirming lips, and above his body, the holy light condensed and flowed slowly......

The rapid stamping of the fingers brought out the afterimage of the debut path, as if sensing the ferocious attack that was getting closer and closer, and the chanting in the Pope's mouth was slightly rapid......

The soles of his feet stomped lightly in the void, and a holy light shot out from the Pope's body, instantly condensing into a huge wall of holy light in front of him, but his hands did not stop, and the speed of the seal increased again......

Like purple lightning. The purple rays in the sky slashed fiercely on the huge wall of holy light that stood horizontally between heaven and earth, and the surging energy fluctuations burst out, and the space was stirred......

A wall of holy light as a temporary defense. Zimang was not intercepted, but the purpose used to delay for a moment had already been achieved......

In a crisp cracking sound, the wall of holy light was like fragile glass, above the void, turning into countless tiny points of light, slowly drifting away......

Lost the block. The purple mang struck with lightning again, but at this time, the seal knot in the Pope's hand was finally ready to be completely ......

His hands formed an intricate knot in front of him, and the Pope's face condensed slightly, and he shouted softly: "Light Forbidden Spell: Light Guardian!"

As the pope's cheers fell. Terrifying milky white energy burst out from its body, and the milky white energy quickly condensed above its head, and in just a moment, a huge angelic light and shadow with six wings had already emerged. The six wings of illusory energy, slightly curled, encircled the Pope......

The lightning purple light arrived in an instant, mixed with the sound of breaking the sky in a row, and shot fiercely on the defensive layer formed by the six light wings......

The energy exploded violently as it collided. Filling the entire field, ripples in space, from the Pope's place. Spreading out......

Liu Feng squinted slightly, his dark eyes staring at the space that was constantly exploding......

The sound of the explosion gradually stopped, and the turbulent space slowly calmed down, and the huge angelic light and shadow appeared illusory......

With the strength of the forbidden spell defense magic, the Pope resisted Liu Feng's attack this time, but the huge angelic light and shadow were also becoming more and more ethereal, and after the space was completely calm, he finally retreated and slowly dissipated......

"Good boy, this kind of strength, which can be compared to an ordinary one-fold supreme, I'm afraid that some powerhouses who have opened up the two-fold realm, are they as strong as you..."Feeling the violent spatial fluctuations that began to dissipate, the Pope chuckled.

Looking at the unscathed Pope below, Liu Feng's face was solemn, he was worthy of being one of the three peak powerhouses in the continent, under the attack of his own domain power, he could still be so light, this kind of strength was really a bit terrifying......

"No wonder there are a lot of double powerhouses in the continent, but there are only three peak powerhouses, and the gap between them is really terrifying..."Taking a light breath, Liu Feng said softly: "His Majesty the Pope really lives up to his reputation, but the kid is not only one kind of attack......

"Come on, let me see, you, the youngest supreme in the continent, can force me to use some strength..."The Pope stroked his beard and said with a faint smile.

"I won't let Your Majesty down..."Liu Feng smiled lightly......

"Mirror doppelganger

Liu Feng's heart sounded......

The sound falls, and the afterimage appears......

Two huge green figures carrying the clan flag and holding the strange weapon slowly appeared beside Liu Feng, and the illusory figures quickly condensed......

Looking at the sturdy green sword master, the Pope raised a slightly pale brow, and there was a trace of doubt on his calm face: "What is this?"

"Hehe, they're just things made by me, they don't really exist in this world..."Liu Feng explained with a smile.

"They're attacking, too," the Pope chuckled.

Shrugged his shoulders slightly, Liu Feng knew that the secret of the mirror image could not hide from some peak powerhouses, nodded lightly, tilted his head to glance at the mirror image of the Sword Saint with a hideous and indifferent face, and said softly: "Come on, Sword Saint, let me see, how strong can you be after you transform?"

With his toes lightly stepping in the void, Liu Feng's body swept down like lightning, and when his palm flipped, the quaint "Lock Dragon" jumped out, flashing cold......

After that, two green shadows followed each other closely, and with both hands, they firmly grasped the strange weapon that looked like a knife but not a knife, like a sword but not a sword, and the hideous face like a beast's face, full of fanatical and almost crazy battle intent......

Looking at the three rays of light and shadow that flashed from the void, the Pope's face was indifferent, his neat hands were folded and opened, and a holy light sword slowly emerged from between his palms......

The palm of his hand reached out, and the Pope shouted softly, "Purifying light!" More than a dozen pillars of light rose from behind him, and quickly circled into the air, swirling towards the three people who were fiercely attacking......

Raising his eyelids slightly, Liu Fengli ignored the surging purifying light, and his gaze was tightly locked on the body of the Pope under him......

Just as more than a dozen purifying lights were about to hit Liu Feng, a continuous stream of purple qi flashed out from behind him, completely destroying more than a dozen purifying lights......

The three figures flew down, and when they reached the top of the Pope's head, they instantly dispersed and attacked the Pope's vital points from three tricky corners......

In the face of the tricky attacks of the three people, the pope's plain face did not make any waves because of it, and the holy light sword in his hand danced in a semicircle in front of him, neutralizing the two attacks, but the sword that attacked his vest did not dodge or dodge

Just as the sword was about to shoot into the Pope's body, a faint circle of holy light shrouded down from the turf thorn crown above his head, and the sword shot away

The three figures launched a dazzling attack around the Pope like lightning, and the fierce spatial fluctuations continued to spread out at the junction of the four people, like water waves spreading

Liu Feng's speed was like a ghost, and the battlefield was in his own domain, so the ghostly speed increased even more, and above the void, except for a figure that appeared when he fought against the Pope, basically only the Pope's dance steps could be seen

In the realm, the Heaven Piercing Sword Mountain erected between heaven and earth released streams of powerful sword qi, which were continuously infused into Liu Feng's body, allowing him to always keep himself in the best combat condition

Liu Feng's attack is indeed extremely powerful, if the opponent is replaced by a supreme and two-fold powerhouse, I am afraid that he will already be extremely embarrassed by now, but if it is always if, the current Pope, but his face is still indifferent, for the attack of that Dao Fierce History, if he can block it, he will block it, and if he can't block it, he will directly choose to use the light film covering his body to resist it

Taking a slow breath, a faint light flashed between Liu Feng's dark eyes, and a gentle command came from the bottom of his heart

Receiving the order from the main body, the two Sword Saint mirror images suddenly jumped up, clenched the strange weapon tightly in both hands, and slashed down at the Pope's head

In the middle of the weapon, the power suddenly increased violently, and the terrifying power actually directly broke the space into pieces......

"Eightfold attack

"Eightfold attack

Huo Ran raised his head and felt the terrifying power brewing in the two hideous green skin sword saint sword bodies, and the Pope's calm face was finally covered with shock......

"The power of terror, under the Supreme Peak, you should be the strongest!"