Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

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On the ring.

Li Xinghui was almost crazy, and a clearer shadow gradually appeared behind him.

It's a tiger, white all over, but it looks pale, definitely not a ghost image, because it looks more real.

"That kid actually used the broken Wuhun, it seems that there is really no other way."

The young people from the capital of Baiyun showed their consternation.

Because they basically thought that Li Xinghui could defeat Ling Xiao at the beginning. Unexpectedly, at the last moment, Li Xinghui even used 10% of the broken Wuhun-the white tiger residual soul.

"But as soon as the remnant soul of the white tiger came out, the kid named Ling Xiao wouldn't work."

"But didn't you find that Ling Xiao didn't even show any expression of fear or consternation, did he know that Li Xinghui had a broken Wuhun from the beginning?"

"how can that be?"

Several people were shocked, but when they saw Ling Xiao's excited expression, they had to believe it.

As soon as the white tiger's remnant came out, the roar shocked Shino.

The masters around Wumai Qizhong changed their faces.

For centuries, Wufeng Soul has never appeared in Tianfeng City, even if there is no broken Wuhun, Li Xinghui actually awakened the broken Wuhun.

Although only 10%, but the terrifying soul deterred, but made everyone trembling.

This is Wuhun!

A powerful and terrifying martial spirit!

"Hahaha, when Wuhun comes out, you are invincible, can you still stop it?"

Li Xinghui laughed happily, and in a crazy rotation, finally knocked Ling Xiao directly out.

"Xiang Yunbu Young Dragon!"

Ling Xiao was supposed to be directly hit under the ring, but he instantly carried out a flying cloud walk, and the whole person seemed to turn into a golden dragon, turning around the ring for more than ten times before stopping.

"Cool!"

After stopping, Ling Xiao shouted excitedly: "I was the first time I met a warrior with a martial spirit. It was so cool, come again!"

"Roar--!"

Li Xinghui growled angrily, the huge white tiger remnant behind him also made the same roar.

Many young warriors close to the ring suddenly bled their noses and mouths and fainted on the spot.

The roar of the white tiger's remnant soul can directly affect the soul of the warrior, which is really terrible.

A group of people escaped and escaped much.

In a short period of time, the warriors around the first ring actually ran clean, and the nearest distance was 30 to 40 meters away.

"What a terrible roar, can Ling Xiao actually resist it? How did he do it?"

Everyone looked at Ling Xiao and found that Ling Xiao seemed not to be affected at all.

Where do they know that Ling Xiao practiced the "Ning Soul Trick", coupled with the fact that he owns mountains and rivers, and the soul is powerful, of course, it cannot be influenced by Li Xinghui.

"It's my turn!"

Niu Mogong·Hua Xing!

In a roar, Ling Xiao's body seemed to have grown a bit larger, and a bull-headed demon armor condensed out of the air grew on his body.

Not only that, his fist was actually wrapped in a layer of gang gas armor, which became much larger.

"Boom boom!"

During the run, the ground actually made a huge roar, as if a giant elephant was running.

"What martial arts is this?"

"Have you never heard of it?"

"This kid really has too many cards. In the face of the broken martial spirit, he was not afraid at all, and he exhibited such martial arts that he had never heard of. This is too surprising."

In the crowd, Ling Jiu gritted his teeth.

Only he knows what martial arts Ling Xiao is using, but that is the martial arts left by the ancestors of the Ling family who have never been successfully practiced.

Unexpectedly, this kid actually succeeded in cultivation, even if he deprived of cheats, the other party still succeeded in cultivation.

Damn it.

"Nine Brother, you can't let this kid continue to grow, you must kill him!"

Ling Xian said anxiously.

"Yes, I have investigated. Li Xingyun was killed that day and Ling Xiao went out, and according to the results of the on-site investigation, Li Xingyun may have killed several beggars, and those beggars were actually Ling Xiao's relatives."

Ling Jiu said sullenly: "We don't have to do anything to pass this news to the Li family, this kid will die without doubt."

"Or Brother Nine, you are smart, I will do it now."

In the ring, Ling Xiao did not know the plans of Ling Jiu and Ling XIII, and he really had to meet his heart at this time.

Li Xinghui's broken Wuhun made him feel unprecedented pressure.

Instead, because of this, he is more eager for a battle. Only in such a battle can he better hone his martial arts skills.

"Niu Mogong·Meteorized Fist!"

At this time, this trick has already been reborn, beyond the limits of advanced martial arts, more terrible than fascinating.

Its power is not even lost to the perfect state of entry-level top martial arts.

Li Xinghui never thought that he could not defeat Ling Xiao by using the remnant soul of the White Tiger. His mind was obviously chaotic.

He even suspected that he could not block the power of this punch.

"Fight! I want to see if your fist is hard or my claws are sharp!"

Li Xinghui deserved to be Li Xinghui. After a while, he regained his confidence, restored his confidence, roared, and his claws came out.

Because of the white tiger's remnant soul.

White tiger cracked claws!

This is a brand new martial art, a martial art that gathers the remnants of the white tiger, and a very powerful martial art!

Boom!

The claws touched the fist, and the horrible gang gas oscillated, which actually produced a dazzling firelight.

As if it were not the hands of two people, but two palms made of steel.

"Break me!"

Ling Xiao shouted, and his fists really fell like Literary Star on Li Xinghui's claws.

The power of terror continues to flow.

Li Xinghui was shocked, his arms were actually flexed to a point where he could no longer bend.

He was scared and hurried backwards.

If you do not retreat at this time, your arms will be useless.

You can't escape!

Ling Xiao Shi Zhan Xiang Yunbu caught up, although the body size became much larger, but the speed was still scary, directly punched hard on Li Xinghui's chest.

Li Xinghui screamed, his body flew upside down like a broken kite, and the white tiger martial spirit behind him also mourned and disappeared completely.

Lying on the ground, Li Xinghui looked at the sky with a blank look, and his eyes were long gone.

At that moment, the entire Tianfeng event fell into silence.

A moment later, with Ling Yihang as the tipping point, a huge sound wave broke out, whether it was scolding or consternation.

In short, Ling Xiao became the only focus today.

"I didn't expect it. In the end, Ling Xiao won the first place in the Tianfeng Festival!"

"Alas, why don't I have this vision? If I bet Ling Xiao first in the beginning, then at least I can earn ten times more money now."

"I bet Ling Chen, and I didn't expect that guy to be so unscathed and lost his life."

At every Tianfeng event, some people bet and some bet.

Although Ling Xiao has won the first place of the Ling family's annual comparison, but after all, his reputation is too small, so this time it really is not a few people to bet him to take the first place.

"Ah-pooh!"

Losing money is still a trivial matter. Ling Chen was the real suffocator. He was injured. Seeing Ling Xiao defeated Li Xinghui, he shouted with anger and spit blood and passed out.

Such a mind, I am afraid it is difficult to become a master.

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