Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

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"Hand the puppet of the giant elephant to me!"

Just as Lin Ze got up slowly, preparing to wield a sword to destroy the giant elephant puppet, a figure appeared on the mountain.

The man was dressed in Tsing Yi, free and easy, and seemed to be strong, even above Lin Ze.

"Brother Qi!"

Seeing this person, Lin Ze was pleasantly surprised: "Can you find Yue Huazong?"

The people in Tsing Yi said with a bitter smile: "I found it, not only Yue Huazong found it, but also the other sect gates appeared one after another."

"What's the matter? Didn't you say that these hidden sects are very secretive and hard to find?"

Lin Ze asked suspiciously.

The Tsing Yi people are running Zhenyuan, preparing to fight the giant elephant puppet, but there is no problem in speaking.

"Shanhe Wuhun is born, the human race is in resurgence, and the twelve ancestors that formed the holy dynasty have also come back. Didn’t you find out, brother? Now there are more and more warriors awakening the broken Wuhun In it, even the complete martial soul owner appears."

Speaking of which, the figure of Tsing Yi suddenly rushed out.

Lin Ze has many questions.

But he also knew that now is not the time to speak.

So he closed his eyes again, seized the time to recover, and in case of danger, he could play.

At this point, the enemies equivalent to the Nine Heavy Warriors had opponents, and temporarily could not cause any damage to Yunkong City.

The war has once again entered a phase of stalemate.

what--!

Suddenly, on the moat, the neck of an eight-layered peak martial artist was cut off instantly.

He only had time to scream and he died.

"what happened?"

This sudden change made everyone feel nervous.

Although the Eighth Peak Peak Martial Artist is not as good as the nineth Layer Martial Artist, but its strength is also very sturdy, even its head was cut off strangely. How can this not be a cause for concern.

what!

what!

There were several screams in succession, and three or four eighth heavy martial artists were killed.

"Handsome Lin, there are invisible assassins!"

Ling Xiao cried out loudly.

In the state of soul, he could see a black shadow suddenly on the moat.

Yes, there is only one shadow.

However, the cultivation of this shadow is the beginning of Wumai Jiuzhong.

He is not the strongest, but because he can stealth and hide his breath, even Lin Ze can't find it.

Invisible Assassin!

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help feeling cold.

The invisible danger is the most terrible danger.

Ling Xiao noticed that this stealth assassin should be a warrior of the Ninja, and he looks like Mingtian.

If you guessed right, it should be Mingtian’s father or uncle.

He stopped fighting and reported the situation to Lin Ze in the past.

This is a big deal. One is not good. On the moat, I am afraid that all but Lin Ze will be destroyed.

This person is very clever and only kills the soldiers below the nineth level, because even if the nineth level warriors cannot see it, the reaction is sensitive enough. Once they get close, they will be killed if they fail.

"Ninja assassin? Is it true that the Ninja and the Blues are in the same class?"

Lin Ze was anxious.

"Shuai Lin, we must first solve this stealth assassin, otherwise, we will suffer heavy casualties."

Dai Yuling frowned.

"Headache, if he is not close to the coach, the coach will have no choice."

Lin Ze rubbed his head.

He is very strong, and he is definitely much stronger than this stealth assassin.

But the problem is that he can't see the stealth assassin, and he can't feel the existence of the other party.

The other party will quickly escape after the murder, even if the attack is too late.

"Lin Shuai, it is better to let the big guys withdraw first to form a defensive formation. In this case, the assassin will not be easy to succeed."

Someone suggested.

"No, for a stealth assassin, who withdrew to the battlefield bravely, and the person who is fighting the opponent's ninth master has lost support and will be in trouble."

Lin Ze shook his head.

"But Shuai Lin, this stealth assassin is fast and able to hide his body and breath. Even the Nineth Heavy Martial Artist can only sense his presence at close range, we can't capture his trajectory at all."

A Yazhong Peak Martial Artist smiled bitterly.

The rest of them lowered their heads, not knowing what to do.

"Ah..."

Suddenly, several warriors were stabbed inexplicably, and even the enemy didn't see them, and they died on the spot.

"Lin Shuai, I'll hold this guy down, how about your beheading?"

Seeing this, Ling Xiao couldn't help it.

He knew that he had no chance of winning in the early days of Wumai Jiuzhong, and even if he ran away, it would be very difficult.

But seeing so many warriors killed by this person, he really could not be indifferent.

Many of the warriors here are real men who sprinkle blood on the frontier to defend the lives of ordinary people. Now they are killed one by one in this way.

How can Ling Xiao watch from the wall?

The point is that only he can now see the whereabouts of this invisible assassin, and he can see very clearly and his eyes can keep up.

"No!"

Lin Ze's big hand negated Ling Xiao's proposal.

But at this moment, Ling Xiao suddenly shouted: "September, be careful behind you!"

In Ling Xiao's sight, the invisible assassin went behind General September to conduct a sneak attack.

He probably thinks that although General September is powerful, he is playing against the Nine Heavy Peak Powerhouse of the Blues, so it is more suitable for sneak attacks.

When General September heard Ling Xiao's shouts, he dared to be negligent.

They tried their best to blast out a hand, temporarily knock back the enemies on the front battlefield, and then leapt forward, avoiding the sneak attack behind them with a very strange way.

Even so, a sleeve was cut off.

It's a great deal.

The stealth assassin did not intend to confront General September. He could not get a blow and quickly escaped, making General September's counterattack hit in an empty place.

"Lin Shuai, you can't hesitate anymore. The disciples understand that you are good for me, but I'm really not that easy to die."

Ling Xiao is very fond of General September. If General September is to be killed in front of him, it is really difficult to accept.

"Are you sure?"

Lin Ze valued Ling Xiao the most, and he really did not want Ling Xiao to take the risk.

If Ling Xiao really had to die because of this incident, then he would really regret it.

"Shuai Lin, don't you believe me?"

Ling Xiao did not explain anything, he jumped out.

Since Lin Ze was worried about him, he let Lin Ze feel relieved.

"I will go as soon as I go!"

On the battlefield, Ling Xiao completely calmed his breath. If he didn't pay attention, he would think he suddenly disappeared from the battlefield.

Others are there, but no breath.

Coupled with the chaos on the battlefield, he could not really capture his traces with his eyes.

Call~~

Ling Xiao took a deep breath, and clearly did not expose any breath, but at this time, she was able to condense the true element in the floating snow sword in her hand.

This seemed a contradiction, but he did it.

Because he didn't rely on any martial arts skills to converge his breath, but on the template of the mountain and river martial spirit.

At this time, the template he showed was an ordinary person.

No matter how strong his martial arts are, it is the same.

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