Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

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The explosion has never been able to spread. It should have turned into a flame of scorched earth within a hundred meters of the square. As a result, it was easily ended by Ling Xiao, and all the flames and power were forcibly received by him.

But he did not convert.

Instead, he raised his hand and sent back the power of the flame and explosion.

"It's not a good thing! Run away!"

After all, Jian Wangzong's disciples are masters of extraordinary realm, and they still have eyesight. Although they do not know how Ling Xiao did this, at this moment, they have felt the danger, so they hurriedly reminded, and then quickly ran away.

Boom~~

The flames burst apart in the Wanben formation.

In an instant, there were no living things within a hundred meters.

The martial artists of Wan Benjun who could not escape were all burned to ashes by this flame.

This time, at least thousands of people died.

That is, Wan Ben and others responded quickly enough to avoid the counterattack in time, otherwise they would have to be buried together.

"Why is this Lingxiao so powerful! Monster! It's a monster!"

Wan Ben's heart began to tremble.

Relying on the help of Jian Wangzong, he has been accumulating strength for himself in Baiyun Province recently. Many small families and small schools have been subdued or annihilated by thunder.

He has great ambitions to establish his country in Baiyun Province.

This time, in fact, the senior level of Jian Wangzong did not know.

It was entirely the inner disciples of these dozen sword kings who were bought by Wan Ben in private, so they made an excuse to destroy the sword gate.

Of course, the high-ranking Sword King Zong did mention the words "the name of Shenjianmen is inappropriate and can be destroyed."

But this time, they did not know.

The God Sword Gate, which was supposed to be easily destroyed, now has a big problem. It is only a small hill that makes them difficult to advance.

Thousands of people have already been lost.

"Monster? That's right, you are right. My Lingxiao is a monster, but I was forced by you!"

Ling Xiao slowly walked towards the army of Wan Ben while talking.

He once thought that since Yue Huazong had arrived, he would no longer care about Wan Ben's affairs, and he would no longer worry about flying fish, flying stream and other people trying to kill him.

But now it seems that he is still too naive, and these people's wolf ambitions burst out uncontrollably after all.

That being the case, it will be packed together today.

Ling Xiao's horror not only frightened Wan Ben and others.

Even Jian Wangzong's disciples frowned, and seemed to be reluctant to continue.

"Wait a minute!"

A master of sword king Zong said aloud: "You better think about it, what a terrible result will happen to the disciples of Jian Wang Zong's inner disciples, even if you escape to the end of the world, you will definitely die!"

Whoo!

If he didn't say this, he might have lived a little longer.

But now, Ling Xiao has performed Yunlong Shenxing before his words fall.

The terrible speed, the distance of dozens of feet is like a close distance.

No one saw how he moved.

It's just that several martial artists who were stopped on the road were knocked off in an instant, and when they landed, the people had lost their breath.

Then someone saw that Ling Xiao had reached the master of the sword king Zong.

"How about the disciple of Sword King Zong Nei Men? If your sect does not know what to do, I will destroy it!"

After a word, the master of Jian Wangzong's extraordinary realm has been shot and flew out, as if it were shot on the wall like a mosquito, and the blood shed on the wall.

"Little Lord!"

The former warrior of the extraordinary realm with the fierce sword technique exclaimed loudly.

"You! You guy actually killed our young Master Sword King Zong, you are finished! You are really finished!"

This person is the strongest among the disciples who helped Wang Ben this time, and the leader besides the young master.

Ling Xiao doesn't know who the young master is, maybe an elder of Jian Wang Zong or the son of the host.

Despite him, it has been killed anyway.

He turned back to look at the extraordinary master of the sword king Zong who used the fiery sword, and said lightly: "Since he is your young master, then you should also go to the funeral, lest he be lonely on Huangquan Road!"

Ling Xiao still did not draw a sword.

The warrior with the most extraordinary status is not worth his sword.

The sky of the wind and the god fist!

Ling Xiao tried to integrate the power of the celestial phenomena of "Twelve Golden Lotus Juices" into the Divine King Fist to use.

At that moment, there was a violent wind around his fist, and he could feel that the punch would be faster and more powerful.

Before his fist strength, Jian Wangzong's extraordinary master felt the pain in his face.

He was shocked in his heart and hurriedly displayed defensive martial arts.

"Flame Armor!"

This is not real armor, but true yuan armor condensed by defense martial arts.

If you look closely, it is like a thick hard shell condensed from the outside of the body, and around this hard shell, a hot flame is burning.

At this time, the disciple of the sword king Zong looked really a bit like the feeling of flame god of war.

The flames were tumbling and extremely hot.

This "flame armor" has many similarities with Ling Xiao's "dragon scale armor".

Once condensed, not only will it be invulnerable, bringing extremely terrifying defense, but it will also increase some strength.

The difference is that Flame Armor also has the ability to burn opponents.

"Hahaha, come here if you are not afraid of death, just because you want to hurt me?"

Jian Wangzong's extraordinary masters laughed and seemed very confident.

However the next moment.

His eyes almost protruded.

Ling Xiao's punch directly cut the flame armor, and then split the body of Jian Wangzong's disciple.

Perhaps it was because the speed was so fast that the disciple of Jian Wang Zong didn't feel that he was dead.

His head fell, and he could even see his body slowly torn apart.

"Huh? What's going on? How can I see my body?"

The disciple of Sword King Zong suddenly realized something, and his face was pale for a moment.

"I'm dead? How can I die? Isn't he a half-step master? Why can I kill me so easily?"

He didn't understand it until he died, why Ling Xiao was able to kill him, and he died so confused.

"What should I do, the young master and the boss are both dead?"

"The young master doesn't say first, but the boss is the master of the extraordinary realm, how could he be killed by this kid!"

"Is he even a master of extraordinary realm, but he hides his strength? Impossible, he is only 14 years old, we have investigated this guy's information very clearly."

"Don't worry about that much, this kid evil door, withdraw quickly, go back to the Zongzongmen, send a stronger inner disciple to find this boy to settle accounts! He is so powerful, there must be some kind of baby on his body, go!"

Swish swish...

At the first sight, the remaining disciples of the Sword King Zong, who performed poorly in succession, rushed towards the distance.

They saw Ling Xiao kill his young master with one move.

One trick to kill your boss.

And none of them is as powerful as that boss.

Wouldn't it be death to stay?

Anyway, Qingshan was left with no worries and no firewood, and they had to go back to move the rescuers.

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