God level funny comparison system

The beam of light cast from the fighter plane dissipated, and Feng Lingke fell to the ground. She stopped laughing and looked at Nuo Wan'er again.

"I really don't understand," she said with a sneering smile on her ice-blue lips, "Where did you get the courage to be so arrogant?"

Nuo Wan'er blinked her big eyes, she obviously didn't understand what the woman said, she shook her small hand, Fang Tian's painting halberd hummed, and the voice of heaven sounded serious once again: "You hit it, hit it, where is that?" What nonsense!"

Feng Lingke's face suddenly sank, she thought that these people were pretending to be calm, but from the little girl's words, it was not an act of calm, they were really not afraid of her.

She is very angry, she likes the way others fear her the most, and at the same time she is also excited, because it has been a long time since she has been challenged like this.

"Little boy, since you are so confident, then sister will see how capable you are." Feng Lingke said with a sinister smile, and after she finished speaking, she rushed out on her own initiative.

"Swoosh!" A large piece of black dust was pulled up from the black ground, and Feng Lingke's silver-gray figure was like a bolt of lightning, arriving in an instant.

Nuo Wan'er raised her eyebrows for a week, and was also angry. She hated people calling her a brat the most.

"I'm an adult, okay!" With a stern voice, Nuo Wan'er also stepped over a distance of more than ten meters in a flash, her right hand was thrust back, and Fang Tian's painting halberd in her hand was suddenly swung.

"Crack!"

Fang Tian painted a halberd that was more than three meters long. On the dark blue gun shaft, the flowery golden patterns were suddenly filled with golden light, and the huge well-shaped blade hit the ground heavily.

The ground cracked, and a crack more than one meter wide appeared, heading straight for the rushing wind Ling Ke, and a scorching transparent air wave could be vaguely seen in the void above the crack.

The power of the eight-star weapon, coupled with Nuo Wan'er's cultivation, should not be underestimated. Ordinary peak warriors in the psychic stage may not be able to catch it.

In fact, while Zhang Long was making great strides, his group of brothers did not fall behind. Relying on the dynasty's gentle blood medicine, as well as not bad talent, and coupled with frequent honing with Brother Long on the real battlefield, Both the comprehension of martial arts and the speed of practice are not comparable to ordinary people, especially those who graduated from the University of Science and Technology, their cultivation has improved faster. Up to now, among the hundred or so people in this group, the worst is Acquired In the later stages of cultivation, outstanding players like Le Ying Xiang Chaoyang, Meng Hongchen, and Shang Gu have reached the peak of the psychic stage. When the Burning Sword system is activated, they will directly soar to the psychic stage!
However, Fengling is not a psychic stage. With a lifespan of more than 300 years, there are enough reasons for her cultivation to be much higher than ordinary people. In fact, she just broke through the peak of the psychic stage not long ago. The realm has officially entered the Tongtian period.

"Hehe...is the weapon good..." The laughter of a poisonous snake playing in water came again, and the silver streamer did not retreat but advanced, directly colliding with the huge transparent air wave.

"Shua!" With a slight sound, like a piece of white paper being torn, Feng Lingke's silvery body pierced through the air wave straight away, and arrived in front of Nuo Wan'er in the next second.

"Huh?" Nuo Wan'er exclaimed, but there was not much panic in her round and beautiful eyes, her exquisite figure flashed back more than ten meters, and Fang Tian's painted halberd, which was more than three meters long, was like lightning again. Protrude the same.

"Zheng..." With a deafening sound, the void around Fang Tian's painting halberd trembled violently, showing layers of ripples, and the huge, sharp, blue tip of the spear just collided with Feng Lingke's jade white palm .

The flesh and blood collided with the eight-star weapon, and it was unscathed. What's more, when the two touched, Nuo Wan'er's brows became tighter, and she felt a torrent of force coming along the tip of the gun. overwhelming.

"Crack..." Nuo Wan'er's little feet in red sneakers pressed against the ground, and Nuo Wan'er retreated violently, leaving a deep groove on the ground where her feet slipped, and black dust flew up.

And Feng Lingke put one hand against Nuo Wan'er's Fang Tian's painting halberd, and chased after him closely. At an extremely fast speed, the two of them reached the large crowd standing behind in an instant.

The strong wind raged, and the black soil rolled up, like a dark cloud hiding a devil, following Feng Lingke and oppressing him.

"Hehe...Little kid, your cultivation is not very good, hehe..." Seeing Nuo Wan'er's serious expression, Feng Ling laughed happily.

"Damn it! Let's go together!" Ma Han roared angrily.

"Fuck her to death!" Yao Zicheng chimed in.

"Scatter!" Xiang Chaoyang gave an order at the same time.

"Crash!" The sound of the tide blasting, thousands of people suddenly turned into countless afterimages, and spread out on the wide street in an instant. A gust of strong wind collided, and the black dust all over the sky was suddenly disordered, rolling in the air indiscriminately, like a black devil with teeth and claws.

Thousands of people formed a circle, just surrounding Feng Lingke in the middle, but at this moment, the strength in Feng Lingke's palm suddenly withdrew, and Nuo Wan'er staggered back holding Fang Tian's painting halberd.

"Drink!" There were countless shouts, and when Feng Lingke raised his head, he saw several figures flying up in the sky in all directions, and everyone was holding a four-star silver-white long sword.

In order not to accidentally injure their own people, thousands of people evenly spread several layers in the air, like a wall of Arhats, covering the walls on all sides, and then they swung their long swords at the same time.

"Crazy and swallowing the sky!"

"Roar..." Thousands of sword glows fell, forming thousands of giant pythons, which slapped down from the air densely, and the strange sound like dragon chant was earth-shattering.

"Boom!" Feng Ling didn't fight back, and was still smashed down by countless giant pythons.

Amidst the sound of heaven and earth cracking, the ground collapsed, billows of dust surged up, and a huge circular pothole appeared on the ground, more than ten meters deep.

And the human figures in the surrounding sky, when they fell, all instinctively turned on the subsystems, silver light spread all over the sky, the sky and the earth were bright, and the vast energy storm blew away the dust and mist wrapped on the pothole. When Qian's Zhijian warrior landed on the ground, the scene in the pit also happened to become clear.

Feng Ling is gone, replaced by an extremely glamorous, ice-blue, crystal clear woman, she is nearly five meters tall, a head taller than most sword-burning warriors, and she has an extra ice-blue longbow in her hand .

Only that face, with Feng Ling's extremely beautiful expression, was like an ice sculpture carved out of Feng Ling's beautiful face, the beauty was full of insidiousness.

She smiled, apparently unscathed by the countless reckless attacks, her body was almost completely transparent, and through the ice blue, one could even see the darker ice blue blood flowing in her body, There are also densely packed simulated nerves belonging to the C22 snow combat system.

Nerves that are also ice blue constitute Feng Lingke's eight extraordinary meridians, presenting a criss-crossing network that spreads all over his limbs and bones, and above each nerve line, there is a translucent ice blue Energy is flowing.

Silently, she floated up from the pit, with a contemptuous smile still on her face, but compared to just now, her smile was a little restrained and a little more forced.

She did not expect that this group of Zhijian warriors would have such a strong strength without the system being activated. Although it is impossible to hurt her, judging from the age of this group of Zhijian warriors, they are already geniuses among geniuses. Especially the hundreds of men and women headed by them are young, but their cultivation bases are all above the psychic stage, and even a few have reached the peak of the psychic stage, far surpassing those aged Zhi Sword Warrior.

More importantly, now she suddenly realized that when she was staring at the group of people besieging her just now, she found that among the more than 100 most powerful men and women, except for one with blue eyes, the rest were all blue eyes. Black and white pupils, this is an eye color she has never seen before.

Even the woman with the blue eyes looks extremely strange. Although the eyes are similar to those of the Xueon star, she has blond hair.

This woman is none other than Shang Gu's old friend, Mina.

Unfortunately, when she wanted to take a closer look at the eyes of those young men and women, more than 100 young men and women had already activated the Burning Sword System and turned into silver-white metal figures nearly four meters tall.

Together with the rest of the Zhijian warriors present, they all activated the Zhijian system. Thousands of silver-white metal men, like a forest of steel, surrounded Feng Lingke heavily.

"Who are you guys? How do you look like..." Feng Lingke asked puzzledly as his icy blue eyes scanned the innermost circle of silver-white metal men.

"People from Earth! Hit her!" Xu Xianlong glared and shouted angrily, interrupting Feng Lingke's continuation.

Xiang Chaoyang yelled angrily, "Python spirit sleepy and angry!"

The loud voice swayed in the air like a hurricane, and thousands of metal men all rose from the ground.

Xiang Chaoyang hadn't encountered such an opponent for a long time, and the rest of the Xue Ang Xing Sword Warriors had hated Feng Lingke for a long time. At this moment, everyone was full of anger.

"Roar..." The sky-shattering sound of the dragon's chant came, and the blue madness rose up to the sky, standing upright like a forest, and thousands of people all stood on their respective madman's heads, and the huge triangular heads were suspended. In the middle of the sky, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, cast a large shadow, and countless bloodthirsty and cold blood eyes turned the shadow into blood red.

"Boom!" Thousands of savages sank suddenly, their heads rumbled against the ground, and the nearly [-]-meter-long snake body twisted violently in the air, like a whip, ruthlessly toward the ground. Feng Ling in the center was whipped down.

Everyone tried their best, and even some weak Zhijian warriors managed to use the strongest move of this spirit snake sword technique. In the large number, thousands of snakes flitted across the void, and the superimposed power seemed to be collapsing towards the middle of the surrounding sky.