Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

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On the competition platform, it seemed that the air had condensed.

Ling Feifan's shot, although not fast, completely blocked all the escape routes of Ling Xiao.

The whole spear seemed to burn up, and the sound of "Beep Boom" came from the air, which made the scalp numb.

"What kind of marksmanship, how terrible!"

On the observatory, some disciples chose to escape because they couldn't bear the powerful might.

"Yeah, it seems that the shooting from the Nine Nether Purgatory is full of killing spirit!"

"Father, we can't compare it anymore. Both Ling Feifan and Ling Xiao are talents of our Ling family. Losing any one is very bad for the Ling family."

Ling Er was a little anxious. He could see that Ling Feifan's shot was absolutely terrifying, and it was the feeling of killing Ling Xiao, so he hurriedly shouted.

"Second brother, this is your fault. In the competition field, the result hasn't come out yet, and Ling Xiao didn't admit defeat. How can he stop?"

Ling Jiu was the first to object.

"Yes, brother, I know that Ling Xiao is yours, but you can't protect him like that unless he takes the initiative to admit defeat."

Ling Thirteen also stood up and said.

Ling Xiaotian frowned slightly and asked, "Ling Xiao, are you willing to admit defeat?"

"Acknowledge defeat? Thank you patriarch for your concern, but no need!"

Ling Xiao stared at Ling Feifan. This shot did not make him feel scared, but made him feel excited.

This kind of battle is only interesting and helps his promotion.

Faced with the doubts of everyone, Ling Xiao did not explain much, but the breath in the body continued to increase, from the early stage of Wumai Wuzhong to the later stage of Wumai Wuzhong.

This scene shocked everyone again.

"Did this kid eat the heavenly treasures? How could he practice so fast, Wumai's fifth period? No wonder Ling Feifan is not afraid!"

The referee's face also became dignified. He really didn't expect that at this time, Ling Xiao actually had no cards to use.

"Come on Ling Fanfan, let me see if your gun hurts my hair!"

At this time, Ling Feifan could not hear Ling Xiao's voice anymore, and all his energy was poured into this gun.

This is a shot forward!

It's a shot of breaking the ship!

No chance of regret!

"Boom!"

Finally, the spear once again touched Ling Xiao's hands, and two flames soared into the sky.

As a last resort, several other Lingjia masters jumped out and tried their best to maintain the protective wall, which prevented the protective wall from being penetrated directly.

"Prick!"

"Huh? Ling Xiao's golden body was broken!"

A closer person suddenly discovered that the layer of golden light above Ling Xiao's double fists was actually punctured by the tip of the spear.

"It seems that the strongest attack will defeat the strongest defense!"

"My God, it's finally over! It's also a pride to be able to force extraordinary brothers to this part."

"Yeah, it's a glorious defeat."

"defeat?"

Ling Xiao slipped a sneer in the corner of his mouth: "It really should be over. Half an hour has passed. Next, I should fight back!"

"Fight back?"

Hearing his words, everyone in the audience was shocked.

After a long time, he didn't have no power to fight back, but he really had to give Ling Feifan half an hour of attack time.

Is this too ridiculous?

"Bragging, must be bragging, his golden body has been broken, what other means can counterattack?"

"That is, the "Nine Turns to the Golden Body" he most relies on is no longer good.

"Hahaha, this young man, the spirit of not admitting defeat is good, but it's not good to talk big."

On the referee seat, someone shook his head and laughed.

But at the next moment, they suddenly found strange changes on the battlefield.

Niu Mogong·Meteor Star Fist!

Suddenly, the flame on Ling Xiao's body was extinguished, and it was replaced by an amazing cold, but at that moment, the air around him had been condensed.

Xuelian Qi Jue!

That's right, he finally used Xuelian Qijue, and matched it with his strongest attack martial art-Meteor Star Shaman.

The originally hot meteor was turned into a cold meteor at this time, as if a huge ice ball appeared, and then directly hit Ling Fengfan's gunpoint.

The Meteor Star Fist that has been promoted to the realm is not weaker than the top martial arts mastering the realm!

Coupled with the top-level inner strength mentality "Snow Lotus Qi Jue", this is simply an explosive blow.

Click!

Click, click!

There was a weird situation on the field.

Starting from the point of the gun, Ling Feifan's spear was actually wrapped in cold air and frozen into ice, followed by the gun barrel, and then Ling Feifan's hand.

Those purple flames frantically chased, trying to escape the cold attack.

However, it is of no use.

Ling Qifan has consumed almost the same as Ling Feifan, which is simply the subsequent weakness, unable to bring any help to this purple flame.

But Ling Xiao is different.

He is still full of stamina.

"stop!"

Suddenly, a loud rumbling sounded on the viewing platform.

"That's Ling Feifan's grandfather!"

"I heard that the extraordinary brothers died from their parents and were brought up by this grandfather!"

"Yes, and his grandfather is still the elder of the Ling family, and his status is not lower than that of the patriarch!"

Ling Xiao heard these people's comments, but he couldn't stop.

Because he could feel that Ling Feifan still had enough power in his body to kill him.

If he stops now, the opponent must fight back, and he will be seriously injured if he does not die.

So instead of stopping, he accelerated his attack, and his fists were sent out fiercely, directly printed on Ling Feifan's chest.

Ling Feifan did not fly out.

But his whole body condensed into ice at that moment, and the stunned expression on his face was frozen at that moment.

"Sin obstacles, the old man said to stop you!"

Suddenly, a figure rushed directly to the competition platform, and then slapped towards Ling Xiao.

This speed is too fast, no one has responded, and it is impossible for someone to save Ling Xiao.

However, this palm was not taken after all.

Ling Xiao had known everything for a long time, and others stood behind Ling Feifan, looking at the white-haired old man in front of him, saying: "Your Excellency should be the elder of the Ling family, don't you want to destroy this year's big Than the rules?"

"Sin obstacles, this year's Big Tak is not allowed to hurt lives!"

The old man was blowing his beard and staring, but he couldn't help it. As long as he dared to move, Ling Xiao would dare to kill Ling Fanfan directly.

"Elder Tai, you laughed, and I didn't want to kill Ling Fanfan."

Ling Xiao said lightly: "It is Ling Feifan who really wants the life of his juniors."

"Quickly thaw him!"

Although the warrior in the qi stage is strong, even if he is frozen and unable to breathe, he will not die in a short time, but there will still be big problems after a long time.

"It can be thawed, but you have to promise me two conditions." Ling Xiao said.

"Sin obstacles, you are not worthy to talk about conditions with your husband!"

"Oh? It turns out that's the case, then forget it. Your old man will unfreeze it for him, but don't blame me for not reminding me. The freezing of his coldness came from the Fulong Mountains, except me. People can lift it, you can try it if you don’t believe it."

Ling Xiao grinned, and suddenly Shi Zhanxiang walked far away.

He wants to keep a certain distance from this old guy, in this case, it is also easy to prevent.