mesbooks Chapter Two Hundred And Seventy-One: No Power To Fight Back
Chapter Two Hundred And Seventy-One: No Power To Fight Back
Casillas was hung up and beaten by Lin Feng.
Shocked everyone.
Originally, everyone thought that the battle between Casillas and Lin Feng would be an earth-shattering and protracted battle, and Casillas had the upper hand.
Unexpectedly, the result ~ is completely opposite.
Not only was Casillas crushed without fighting back, but the battle was so simple.
Lin Feng used just one move to completely suppress Casilla-Si.
I didn't even have the strength to fight back.
That is the fourth apostle of the demon world, Casillas the conqueror!
Why does it look so weak.
Weak?
The three legends of the Void Ancestor know that Casillas is weak is a joke.
Because long ago, the three of them joined forces, and they were not worthy of making Casillas serious.
Casillas would be weak.
I can only say that Lin Feng is too strong!
At this time, the three people were already speechless in shock, and their eyes were full of awe as they looked at Lin Feng.
The strong understand the strength of the stronger best.
They knew Lin Feng's horror better than the crowd watching the battle below.
Because their opponents, who cannot match under all their strength, are toyed with like ants in the hands of Lin Feng.
If they were to Lin Feng, they would not be ants among ants.
I can't imagine it!!!
"It's because we are old, we haven't set foot in the world for too long, and we don't know that such a fierce young man has appeared!"
"Remembering to stop him... It's a joke!"
"It turns out that the clown turned out to be me waiting for !!!"
The Three Legends of the Void Ancestor sighed.
Xi Lan stared closely at the battlefield above.
Looking at Casillas, who was hung up and pierced by ten thousand swords, looking at the boundless sword energy that pierced Casilla...
His gaze was fiery.
He is a genius in kendo.
He became famous early on, alongside Buwanga and others, becoming one of the four sword saints of the Arad Continent.
But it has been too long in the realm of the Sword Saint.
I have never been able to find an opportunity to complete the second awakening and become a sword god.
Seeing Lin Feng's sword energy and moves that belonged to the Sword God, his eyes were naturally extremely hot.
That was the realm he dreamed of!
Of course, he admired Lin Feng even more in his heart.
Of all those present, the most shocked was Casillas.
Although his body was suffering from the pain of ten thousand swords interspersed, "the shock has made him ignore the pain caused by his body.
Because he was so shocked.
He crisscrossed countless planes, always repelled his opponents with an invincible posture, and never lost.
0 for flowers:
It will not be like today, where the defeat is so crisp and there is no way to fight back.
And most importantly.
He has the power to move mountains and seas.
The sword in the hand can open the sky and tear through the barrier of the plane.
But... Such a powerful force, but useless, could not break free from the shackles of Lin Feng's sword qi at all.
Like a clown, he was hanged.
"Why? Why? This can't be!"
"In the Arad Continent, there is no such a powerful swordsman!"
"Obviously, the swordsmanship of this seat has reached the pinnacle..."
"Honza has seen Sogros, that guy is also a sword god, he is not so strong!"
"Lin Feng, you're not normal!!!"
He hissed.
He knew the battle, he lost.
The defeat was so complete that it was difficult for him to accept.
But he had to accept it.
Because the vitality of his body is gradually declining under the erosion of endless sword qi.
The injuries are getting worse.
In less than three minutes, he would die under the sword qi.
However, he could not resist in the slightest.
The way he died this Jean, he had never thought about it, nor dared to think about it, but it really happened at this time.
Therefore, he was shocked.