Reborn Sword Emperor in the City

The bat directly struck the two great gods, knocking the god back more than ten meters. This was one of the innate abilities of Blood Clan. Seeing this, Ling Feng indifferently said: "Fellow Daoist Wang, you've lost."    

Cha Rui had successfully used his Blood Clan Inherent Skill to push back two great gods, and the time already passed three minutes. Wu Tie lost, Wang Ke sighed, he did not think that he would make a mistake, but that was nothing, losing is losing.    

Ling Feng didn't say anything. The bet between him and Wang Ke was just to pass the time. At this moment, Cha Rui's face was extremely ugly. When he forcefully used his innate ability just now, he was already seriously injured and couldn't hold on much longer. However, other than taking a few steps back, the two gods weren't harmed at all. Their armor was extremely durable and could defend against all kinds of attacks. As for the two gods, they continued to attack Wu Tie.    

"Damn, are they immortal?"    

He looked at Ling Feng and Wang Ke, who were still drinking and enjoying the show, and was very angry in his heart. But he also thought of a way to lure the two gods to Ling Feng and Wang Ke, wouldn't he be able to run away?    

Thinking of this, Cha Rui dodged and charged towards Ling Feng and the other student's direction. His speed was very fast, the moment Cha Rui had this idea, Ling Feng and Wang Ke had already guessed it. Wang Ke said lightly, "We can avoid it if we want, otherwise, they will treat us as intruders."    

However, there was killing intent in Ling Feng's eyes. This Cha Rui deserved to die. He actually thought of such a vicious plan in order to survive, so of course he couldn't be let off.    

But in Cha Rui's eyes, as long as he could lure the two gods to Ling Feng and Wang Ke, the pressure on him would lessen, and then, he would be able to take the chance to escape. As for the two Chinese s, if they died, they would die, and there was nothing to be regretful about, but he was wrong, Ling Feng would definitely not let him escape.    

He never thought that these two Chinese cowards would actually dare to attack him, but in this situation, he had no way of escaping and could only move forward. Behind them were the two terrifying Door Gods, if they were to be cut by their long blades, they would definitely die, but if they were struck by Ling Feng's Flying Sword, they would at most receive heavy injuries.    

Unfortunately, he was wrong. The White Rainbow Sword had directly pierced through his chest, dripping with fresh blood, it was extremely terrifying. Cha Rui felt his vitality was fading, he was extremely terrified, and then, he stared at Ling Feng and said: "You … Are you from China... "Master Ling."    

"That's right." Ling Feng said calmly.    

He and his younger brother, Count Little Bo, both died under Ling Feng's sword. Just a few days ago, there was another time, the old Count was worried, he always felt that something had happened, suddenly he took out a red gem, the gem was broken.    

"This... What was going on? Prince Cha Rui actually died. "    

The old Count was covered in beans. This blood gem was made from Cha Rui's fresh blood. If the gem was broken, then Cha Rui was dead. The old Count clenched his fist and opened his mouth wide, a drop of vital blood gushing out and entering the blood gemstone.    

Immediately, the Blood Gem underwent a change and a blurry image was played out. In the image, Chai Rui was covered in blood and there was a white treasured sword stuck in his chest. He said in fear, "You … Are you from China... "Master Ling."