At this time, the black feathers in the sky forced the big bird to strike again and again with overwhelming speed. The sharp claws of the black feathers left some marks on the opponent's body from time to time, which made the big bird unable to take care of itself. wWw, Qunaben, Com Lingfeng wondered, if the black feathers were more ruthless, would the big bird that already didn't have many feathers turn into a featherless bird
Of course, because although the battle between Black Feather and Big Bird was in mid-air, the ground area affected was still relatively large. Some of the warriors around the nobles stepped back to protect their young masters. The women who had been fighting for Ling Ling before were now far away from the competition stage. He only had eyes, and he would look at Ling Ling's movements on the competition stage from time to time.
"Master, will Miss be okay?" Cassano asked Ling Feng.
"It's okay, don't worry about her." Ling Feng said calmly. With Heiyu's attack power, even if Ling Ling is targeted, Ling Ling won't take it seriously, right
However, Ling Feng's seemingly heartless answer drew a few eye rolls from the women around him.
Of course, their attention was focused on Kuroba. Battles between high-level monsters are not something you can see at any time.
Scarlett, who had a pet of Warcraft, looked at Heiyu with particularly focused eyes, even in a trance.
It’s no wonder that flying monsters are so highly regarded. If her Northern Irish Hound wanted to fight against Black Feather, even if Black Feather was lowered to level seven, the Northern Irish Hound would not only use magic on the ground to attack from a distance. There is almost no other way.
And if Black Feather is preparing large-scale magic in the air, perhaps a group of Northern Irish hounds can be destroyed in one attack.
Thinking of this, Scarlett's cold appearance inevitably made her feel a little sad. The hound beside her whined a few times, as if it understood its master's thoughts. Scarlett touched its neck and smiled lightly, but she was thinking a lot. After being together for a long time, there will always be some emotional foundation. Instead of envying others. Might as well cherish your own.
When she looked at Ling Ling again, and Ling Feng, another pet with a ninth-level flying monster, she found that Ling Feng was also looking at her, and she couldn't help but be startled.
In the past few days, among everyone's teasing, Gulit's idea of introducing her to Ling Feng was naturally mentioned. The atmosphere at that time was relatively harmonious, and even if I said this, there would be no real embarrassment. Moreover, Scarlett's cousin Sean even called Ling Feng brother-in-law with a smile, which made everyone laugh even more.
Children of nobles on the mainland. Many marriages are based on what the parents say, and they rarely have the right to choose. Unless you find someone who is a good match, you will not be able to succeed. As for the fact that the two parties are not allowed to see each other before getting married. But there won’t be. The culture of women on the mainland is still relatively open.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many female mercenaries. And it is impossible for Scarlett and others to form a team and go out on their own to take risks.
Now that she suddenly saw Ling Feng looking at her, Scarlett was naturally a little surprised. In a daze, he just stared at Ling Feng blankly, forgetting to change his gaze.
Ling Feng was also quite surprised. He just noticed something unusual about the Northern Irish hound and looked over. certainly. Another feeling in Ling Feng's heart was that it seemed that today, the emotions of several women were a little unstable. Scarlett is like this now, and Wanqi Mingyao was like this during the competition in Basten just now.
I wonder what kind of reaction there will be next
Johnny on the competition stage saw his monster pet being frustrated and wanted to help, but he couldn't help it. The height that Black Feather and his pet could fly was not something he could jump up to. Even if he is a sub-sage, he can't.
Johnny glanced at Ling Ling. At this time, Ling Ling was paying attention to Heiyu. He also clapped his little hands and shouted: "Come on, Xiaohei, hurry up. Oops. Why are you so stupid? Hit this way, yes. This is it, haha... You are so stupid...." The little face is red, and the big eyes are watery. Spiritual and endearing.
Johnny resisted the urge to rush over and beat a little girl, and casually drew his weapon, a one-handed sword.
Speaking of which, this sword is definitely more attractive than Johnny himself. It is dazzling and dazzling. The scabbard is also inlaid with many crystals and other decorations. It is definitely a must-have for a handsome young man who travels at home. Of course, when holding it in Johnny's hand, everyone felt like the sword had been wasted.
"Choke??" There was a sound, and the sword was unsheathed. It was Johnny who couldn't bear to see his pet being bullied by Black Feather, and instantly put him to death.
The fighting spirit was poured into the sword, and he suddenly swung the sword in the direction of Black Feather. There were no complicated moves, no many bells and whistles, only powerful power. The purple light of the sword in his hand flashed past. Although the tip of the sword was still some distance away from Black Feather, Black Feather in the sky was unprepared and suddenly seemed to be attacked. It flapped its wings and staggered back some distance. Johnny's big bird also took advantage of this free opportunity to turn around and escape from Black Feather's attack range, and lowered to the ground again.
"Sword Qi!" Montero shouted to the sky.
"Sword energy can be mastered by a sub-sage, and even some star-level warriors can do it. But such a long-distance attack can still achieve substantial results. Even I feel inferior." George looked at it Xiang Johnny sighed somewhat.
Any warrior will feel a little different when he sees that others are stronger than him.
"Oh? You can't do it either?" Montero looked at George and said. The four sub-saints in the Sith family were assigned to four heirs with direct blood very early on. It can be said that George grew up watching Montero. Montero has always felt that George's strength is very powerful. Firstly, the most powerful person around Montero is Yasheng; secondly, the belief that George is unusually tall has been established since he was a child. Montero was inevitably surprised when he heard George admit that he was not as good as another Yasheng.
"Haha, you don't have to be surprised, sir." George himself looked at it openly and said, "At the level of Yasheng, there are also three stages. Although I was promoted to Yasheng relatively early, in the past few years, I have paid attention to things. If there are too many, the progress will naturally be slower. He has been hovering at the intermediate level of Yasheng, with no progress. And this Johnny should have already stepped into the pinnacle of Yasheng."
"With just one sword strike, you can see his strength?" Montero hesitated and asked, "Then does he have any hope of being promoted to a saint?" What if a follower in the Masburt royal family suddenly becomes a saint? , then, among the countries that are close to the Kingdom of Masburt, the Kingdom of Mileka will be the most affected, followed by the Madrid Empire and the French Empire.
"Johnny is not the only warrior on the continent who is at the pinnacle of the sub-sage. Is it so easy for you?" George asked rhetorically.
Montero felt relieved. It seemed that he had been thinking too much recently in trying to win over power. Then, he couldn't help but glance at Ling Feng.
As for Ling Feng, after everyone saw Johnny's actions, the reaction was also relatively large.
"If this sword was a two-handed sword, the effect should be better." Ling Feng said, as if Heiyu who was attacked had nothing to do with him. Cassano was speechless after hearing this.
Perhaps Olmos, like George, was internally comparing himself to Johnny. But Basten's eyes were shining. This sub-saint-level master's full blow had a relatively large impact on him. If he were standing on the ground and resisting such a blow, he would have no chance at all.
"Why does everyone admire the power of the two-handed sword so much?" Ling Feng looked at Basten and asked subconsciously.
"Strength." Basten replied more seriously, "Only strength can defeat the enemy."
"Did you switch to a two-handed sword just for higher power?" Ling Feng asked.
Basten sighed after hearing this and shook his head. "Because he wants to catch up with someone in terms of strength." Gullit interjected.
Ling Feng looked at Basten carefully, thinking that that person must be the woman that Gulit and the others have been avoiding when talking about her, right? "You are not suitable for two-handed swords." Ling Feng said, "Really. The imprint left by your practice of one-handed swords is too deep, which has greatly affected your moves.
Unless you can let go of your obsession with power. Look at Johnny, he's doing better than you. He can wield a one-handed sword with the power of a two-handed sword. "
Basten smiled bitterly. Why didn't he understand what Ling Feng said? Olmos had mentioned this to him early on. However, Basten did not feel that his sword fighting method was useless, and he continued to practice it stubbornly until now.
Perhaps, all this should be because of that person.
There was a trace of helplessness on the corner of Basten's mouth. At this time, I heard Ling Ling shouting loudly on the competition stage: "You bad guy, don't bully Xiao Hei." (Quanben Novel Network www.QuANbEn-XiAoShUo.com)