Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

As far as Ling Xiao's current strength is concerned, it is still quite difficult to kill a martial artist from the Seventh Layer of Transcendent Realm, but if you want to do it, you can.

The trouble is that there is a cold-faced warrior beside the hemlock.

With these helpers, he had a headache.

This guy's strength is not very good, but he is most afraid of any treasures.

He doesn't believe that people who have been entrenched in places like Shajiabao will not have a few magic weapons on their bodies.

It's better to be cautious in doing things, one life, one can be lost if lost.

Lying there, Ling Xiao's mountain and river Wuhun is running fast. He is looking for the best attack opportunity. As long as he can remove the hemlock, then the cold-faced warrior is not a problem.

And you can use this to suppress Meng Yuan, which is simply a good thing to accomplish in one fell swoop.

In the dark, the cold-faced warrior suddenly stood up.

He rubbed his eyes.

That's right, although the night is dark and ink-like, the eyesight of the extraordinary warrior can still see something in the night, but it will be closer.

Standing at a distance of seven or eight meters from the bonfire, isn't that Ling Xiao?

"Master Iron, Ling Xiao appeared!"

The cold-faced warrior shouted in horror.

He had clamored for Ling Xiao's life before, but what happened in the past few days made him no longer have the courage to fight face-to-face with Ling Xiao.

He was afraid.

Ling Xiao's fears far exceeded his expectations.

This guy's strength is too strong, so strong that he has no resistance.

After all, he only cultivated in the early stage of the Five Realms of Transcendent Realm, but Ling Xiao killed all the Sixth Martial Artists of Transcendental Realm.

"Don't panic! This kid is good at doppelganger, don't let him cheat, just in case of fraud!"

Hemlock held a long stick, about a foot or so in length, with metal hoops at both ends. Above the long stick, there was also the light of the inscription of the magic circle.

Obviously, this is not an ordinary long stick, it is a magic weapon of treasure level!

"Yes!"

The cold-faced warrior calmed down, and he knew too little about Ling Xiao, which was naturally better than this Hemlock from Yue Huazong.

"Tieshan, as a disciple of Yuehuazong, you are chasing and killing the same door with an outsider. This matter is going to be spread. I'm afraid you can't get mixed in Yuehuazong?"

Ling Xiao's voice came from the figure's mouth.

"Hum, kill you, no one knows."

Tieshan snorted coldly, his face remained unchanged, and the struggle within the martial arts had a long history.

Yue Huazong is no exception.

Since he chose to stand on the side of Elder King, he would not easily change his original intention, otherwise, it would only be disappointing on both sides.

"Really, since that's the case, don't go back alive."

Ling Xiao's voice was cold, and then slowly approached the campfire.

The cold-faced warrior and several of his subordinates were so nervous that they were holding weapons, and their bodies began to tremble violently.

Although Hemlock said that this guy is just an avatar, but this looks too real?

"Master Iron!"

"Don't panic!"

A drop of cold sweat also oozed from the hemlock's forehead.

Although he thinks that his strength is much stronger than Ling Xiao, but this Ling Xiao is extremely cunning, and he may be successful if he is not careful, so he is naturally also worried.

Suddenly, a bad hunch flashed in his heart, and he subconsciously swung the long stick towards his back.

Boom!

The sound of the long stick touching the metal sounded.

With the light of the campfire, he saw another face.

Still Xiaoxiao!

This guy is really playing the game!

"Ah~~"

At the moment when Hemlock resisted the attack, several screams came from behind.

Those warriors he originally intended to use as shields at the critical time were all killed.

What he shot was actually the existence he thought was a doppelganger!

Leng Nian's head fell right next to the campfire, his eyes still writing endless regrets and incredible.

He regrets why he offended this evil star!

He regrets why he should fight against this evil star!

He regrets why he should be embarrassed by the woman who is the fairy fairy!

He regretted why he didn't choose to run away, but went foolishly into the mountains to chase down this Shaxing!

Unfortunately, at the last moment of life, what is the point of regret?

he died!

If you die, you will have nothing.

"Oh, Brother Tieshan, you are clever and wrongly clever."

Ling Xiao did not rush to start the hemlock.

Now that Hemlock's helpers have been solved, he plans to do a good job next. He has not forgotten the purpose of fighting Hemlock.

That is to understand the strength of the Seventh Martial Artist of the Extraordinary Realm in order to deal with Meng Yuan in the future.

"You are the body, the one who just attacked me is the avatar?"

Hemlock has now come to awakening, but it is a pity that he is late.

Ling Xiao's strategy is not unique, but it is very practical.

And it is definitely a 10% chance of success.

Because his body and avatar are interchangeable.

"Congratulations, you got it right, but unfortunately there is no reward. If you want it, then I will leave you with a whole body. In any case, you are a disciple of Yue Huazong anyway."

Ling Xiao still keeps smiling, it seems that the starting point is not a battle, but only a game.

"Relax, if you die, I will keep your whole body, but not because of sympathy for you, but to take it back for Brother Meng Yuan to confirm."

Hemlock's expression remained indifferent, and the long stick in his hand was already eager to try.

"Oh, is it so?"

Suddenly, Ling Xiao's finger moved, and an air sword resembled a viper, striking Hemlock with lightning speed.

The air sword is extremely fast and shoots out in an instant without giving Hemlock any reaction time.

However, this hemlock was not weak. In a hurry, the long stick in his hand blocked Ling Xiao's attack.

Of course, not completely.

After all, this air sword still left a shallow blood stain on Hemlock's neck.

Although there is not much harm, but it hurts.

Hemlock's face was astonishing, and a strong murderous intention rose in his heart. The breath was completely released. The virtual shadow behind him turned out to be a huge hemlock tree.

The towering towering, sky-high, lush foliage, lush green show.

The trunk is solid like bronze, with a sound of knocking clank, mottled moss on the tree body, like emerald rust on ancient bronze ware, condensing the wind and frost of the years.

The ancient cedar is like a pillar in the sky, with a cloud of twigs and branches.

The famous saying of the ancients: "Forty-footed rain, forty-footed, two-footed daisy" is the best portrayal of it.

This martial spirit is really unusual.

"Ling Xiao, I will let you know. You chose to kill me. It's really stupid! When you meet me, your best choice is to run away. That might save a life, and now, you will die!"

Hemlock looked at Ling Xiao Road coldly: "Well, your body is better than me, I may not be able to find you, but now that you are here, don't think about running away. I'm not in trouble. less."

His expression revealed confidence and joking.

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