The large wings glow with a thick light element, lighting up this small but luxurious courtyard, if it weren't for the space barrier made by Black Baike above it, I am afraid that this sudden burst of strong light would have attracted the attention of many people......

Tightening the "Lock Dragon" in his hand, Liu Feng slowly let out a breath, his dark eyes firmly stared at the "Saint Peter" that was a few feet above the ground, and the tip of the scabbard, the silver-white sword gang brought a circle of space ripples......

Although "St. Peter" is a figure belonging to the era of the ancient gods, Liu Feng did not appear afraid because of this, no matter how powerful this angel who claimed to be an angel Tekfa was, Liu Feng only knew that now he... I can't let myself be afraid......

The fear has not yet appeared, but the surging battle intent is the first to rush out, the first time to fight with the powerhouse of the ancient gods period, Liu Feng's heart is 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 was staged again......

An ancient scabbard suddenly appeared, the tip of the sword was faintly cold, like a bloodthirsty viper, drawing a tricky arc in the void, and stabbing at St. Peter's vest......

"Divine Light Shield!" a low cry came out of the expressionless mouth of St. Peter, and a thick milky white light instantly formed a substantial light shield emitting a faint white light on his back......

"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, and the surging aura in his body surged, pouring into the sword body, and the silver-white sword shot out, cutting the solid light shield into several pieces, dissipating and falling......

Breaking the light shield, the speed of the sword body did not stop, and the sword gang skyrocketed again, carrying a strong energy. Slashed 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 steel clash was accompanied by sparks flashing above the white wings.

"Such hard wings..."Looking at the unscathed white light wings, Liu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, and just wanted to add strength again, a sharp sound of breaking the sky. Suddenly from behind the wings came ......

A milky white energy, with a sharp sound, rushed out of the hollow exposed from the pair of wide wings, and stabbed towards Liu Feng's head fiercely......

The tip of the sword shot violently, and a silver-white sword gang more than a foot long suddenly appeared, facing the milky white energy, and shot away...

Milky white and silver white collided in the void, bringing a fierce explosion of energy.

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 leave his body, constantly churning on the surface of his body. Like a burning flame......

Looking at Liu Feng, who seemed to be ignited by the holy flame, the indifferent face of "Saint 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 about a zhang on the palm of his hand, which became more and more condensed with the light element. The object in the light cluster is also beginning to reveal its true face......

It's a milky white spear, on top of it. There is also a faint light of milky white energy, and there is a mysterious spiral pattern on the tip of the gun, and whenever the milky white energy flows to it, there will always burst out with bursts of dazzling white light......

"Come on, human race, let me take a look, after 10,000 years, the Continent Saint Terrace still has several layers of the Ancient Saint Terrace. 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: "Relying on the old man and selling the old land, could it be that you who 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 a servant, how can an ignorant human like you understand, let the holy light purify you, filthy 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, and stabbed down fiercely at his head......

The spear went straight through the top of Liu Feng's head, but it didn't bring any blood......

The spear twisted slightly, and the strong holy light instantly

The afterimage evaporated cleanly, and the backhand was a thunderous shot......

An ancient scabbard appeared out of thin air, the tip of the sword just pressed against the long tip of the spear, and two powerful energies erupted again......

Above the void, two white shadows were rapidly clashing, and the crisp sound of steel colliding echoed in the sealed space.

The two strong momentum faintly divided the space in the courtyard into two halves, encroaching on each other and dissolving......

The space fell out of the space where the two of them clashed, and they kept flying and falling, turning into nothingness energy......

The wings on the shoulders of "St. Peter" are not used as decorations, and every time it vibrates, countless light feathers will be splashed out, and the light feathers that are like sharp thorns of the Dao Dao, with a whining sound that breaks through the air, flew towards Liu Feng's vital points, causing him great trouble......

......

Again the spear and light feather that attacked his waist were 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 Dou Qi even had a special effect of purification, and every time the weapon was handed over, his attack would be delayed instantly......

According to this progress, Liu Feng wants to solve it in a short period of time, and if he doesn't activate the Sword Saint skill, it may be really troublesome......

A sword slashed back the "St. Peter" who was deceiving him, Liu Feng's body trembled slightly, and a faint white shadow gradually appeared on the void beside him......

"Mirror clone!"

The mirror image quickly changed from virtual to real, and stood beside Liu Feng with a cold face, and the "lock dragon" in his hand pointed to "Saint Peter" from afar......

"Mirror?" "St. Peter" said with some confusion, shook his head, and said indifferently, "You don't want to rely on this thing to fight me, do you?"

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. "Te" snorted coldly, and his silver-white eyes were locked on the mirror image that was as indifferent as himself.

The corners of Liu Feng's mouth skimmed, he raised his chin lightly at the mirror image, his toes tapped in the void, and he flicked up again, fighting with "Saint Peter", the sword aura was fierce, and the holy light flew ......

"Lock Dragon" raised slightly, blocking the stabbing holy spear, Liu Feng's palm poked out in the shape of a claw, and he shouted coldly: "Space is solidified!"

"Waste skills. Perceiving the rapidly solidified space, St. Peter smiled disdainfully, and the holy light surged out all over his body, and in an instant, he completely broke through the space that was about to solidify......

"Bang. ”

Because of the violent energy fluctuations in the space, there were pitch-black holes, and pieces of space debris kept falling.

"Click. The crunch of the bones breaking 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, but he didn't pay too much attention to it, but the angel's heart was not gone, and he could be reborn, at most a different body, without 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, stabbing fiercely towards the top of the head......

With his wings flapping, "St. Peter" was just about to move, and a terrifying force that made his heart tremble appeared behind him in an instant, and the locking point of that power made "St. Peter's" indifferent face instantly pale.

The back of the head, the most mysterious place in the human body, is also where the heart of the Angel of Tekfa is hidden......

At this moment of life and death, surging holy light poured out from the body of "St. Peter", and in an instant, a pair of huge light wings were formed again on his back and shoulders......

Four Wings: Angels!

The sudden appearance of the strong holy light made St. Peter's flesh crack, and the blood just flowed out of it, but it was immediately dissolved by the holy light, only the fresh skin and flesh were even more pink and tender under the light of the holy light... Terror.