Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Ling Yihang opened his eyes and saw Ling Xiao sitting in front of him. His eyes showed a look of pain, self-blame and guilt.

Ling Xiao asked him and Ling Wuhen to participate in the four martial arts, but he was made into a puppet and almost died here.

The rest of the people who followed the Divine Sword Gate even survived.

He is incompetent!

What else can you see Ling Xiao, seeing the super-master of the Shenjianmen.

Among the disciples of Shenjianmen who followed him and Ling Wuhen, the youngest was only twelve years old, and the largest was only eighteen years old. They just came to want to meet the world.

But the moment he arrived at Jian Wangzong, the tragedy happened.

Although he and Ling Wuhen resisted desperately, no matter how many enemies were too strong, they could do nothing at all.

Just watched the young disciples were killed one by one in front of them.

At that moment, he really wanted to die!

He wanted to die with Jian Wangzong!

But even such a little demand can not be fulfilled, because he is too weak, really too weak, in front of the master of Jian Wangzong, can only mourn.

But can't do anything.

He and Ling Wuhen survived, but they were put on masks of slaves and thrown into the Colosseum to participate in a bloody fight.

He thought that it would be impossible for him to meet the people of the Jianjianmen in his life, and thought he would live like this.

But Ling Xiao appeared!

There was a touch of softness in his painful eyes, and then he burst into tears.

Being able to make a strong man cry so loudly shows how sad and unwilling he is in his heart!

"what--!"

Painful cries rang through the cage, and Dai Yuling, Lan Yuer, and Leng Hao all felt the sorrow.

The two girls couldn't help but cry.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect!

Faced with this situation, even Ling Xiao couldn't help crying.

But he knew he couldn't cry!

I am not qualified to cry!

From the day when he became the supreme master of the Excalibur, this school was closely related to his destiny.

He wants revenge!

Even if Jian Wangzong cannot be destroyed now, he will make Jian Wangzong pay a heavy price!

"Good brother, you suffer!"

Ling Xiao gently put Ling Yihang's head in his arms, and then gently patted his shoulder twice.

"Your hatred, I'll report it! Whoever moves the Divine Sword Gate, I will destroy him!"

He let go of Ling Yihang and stood up, and a sky-high murderous intention directly pierced the prison cage.

Boom!

He flew out like an eagle, standing in the midair of the Colosseum, overlooking the entire Colosseum, blood red in his eyes, as if dripping blood.

"Sword King Zong's people, come out and die!"

There is nothing to worry about, Ling Xiao just wanted to get revenge at this time, seeing his good brother become like that, and hearing his disciple of Jianjianmen being slaughtered by Jian Wangzong, he was bleeding at the moment.

Perhaps he does not have the strength to destroy all the people of Jian Wang Zong, but he is confident that he can make Jian Wang Zong permanently peaceful!

And everything starts today!

From now on!

At this time, Ling Wuhen, Ling Yihang and others also followed.

Seeing this scene, Wu Zonglian seemed to understand something, his eyebrows clenched.

"Hahaha, this month Huazong's dogs have gotten mad, are they daring to be enemies with Jian Wangzong?"

There are actually a lot of Jian Wang Zongren present.

In addition to the ones sitting in front, there are many staffs sent by the Sword King Sect to be responsible for the operation of the Colosseum.

The strength of these people is uneven, but the arrogant attitude seems to be carved out of a mold.

It was one of these people who spoke.

"He hasn't lost his mind, it seems to be related to those two slaves. No wonder Yuehua Zong has always been the penultimate of the twelve. Where to go?"

"Hahahaha!"

Laughing laughter spread throughout the Colosseum.

It even covers up the fighting that is still going on there.

Although the Lord of the Magic Castle City is stronger than the three 50% strength half-step Tianzun, it is not possible to solve the battle immediately.

However, Ling Xiao did not expect him to solve the battle so quickly, as long as he could hold down the three people.

"Best Yue Huazong disciples were thrown into this colosseum as slaves, ha ha ha."

Outside the door of the Colosseum came one young and one young.

The old strength is very strong, and the little strength is not weak.

The young man and the younger heard the wind, so they hurried over and did not expect to see a good show. The young man was extremely harsh and loud in the laughter of everyone.

"Chen Tian! Brother Ling, it was that guy, the guy who killed the Shenjianmen disciples. He also wounded me and Ling Er seriously and threw it here!"

Seeing the teenager, Ling Yihang suddenly shouted.

Ling Xiao's eyes turned to the proud young man, who was beyond the realm of the Ninefold Divine Realm. It can be said that he was the strongest person under the half-step Tianzun.

Presumably among the core disciples of Jian Wang Zong, it should also have a place, perhaps second only to that Wu Zonglian.

But no matter who he is, he will die today!

In Ling Xiao's eyes, through Sen Leng's killing intent, as if two swords directly pierced Chen Tian's body.

"Who made you do this?"

His voice didn't have a touch of emotion, as if he were questioning from hell.

"Idiot! Does the boy still need someone to direct? It's just that I was in a bad mood that day and I just met them and passed the time!"

Chen Tian felt the threat of death in his heart, and a terrible chill forced him to almost kneel.

However, he was ranked fourth among the ten core disciples of Jian Wang Zong, and he was also one of the four martial arts players this time.

He is not as useless as Wu Sin.

The voice that roared out was an answer, and at the same time it was also making me brave.

He was very angry. What made him angry was that he would be scared by the eyes of a disciple of the Liuliuzongmen. This is a shame!

"Very good! I'm not in a good mood now, so let me take your breath!"

Suddenly, Ling Xiao turned into a stream of light, and the electricity shot towards Chen Tian.

The old man beside Chen Tian tried to stop it, but he was one step late.

Boom!

The streamer hit Chen Tian's body, and Chen Tian's body flew out like a broken kite.

A trace of blood draws a bloody parabola.

"This foot was kicked by Ling Wuhen. He is my benefactor and my guide. You shouldn't hurt him!"

Chen Tian hadn't had time to speak yet.

Boom!

Another foot flew, and his nearly falling body was kicked again, throwing him towards the sky.

Blood spewed out again, and even the internal organs were scattered.

The old man who came with Chen Tian desperately tried to capture Ling Xiao's figure in an attempt to save Chen Tian.

However, it is useless. In front of Ling Xiao's Yunlong Shenxing, the old man's body style is like a child's trick, and it has no meaning.

He didn't even have a chance to save Chen Tian. Chen Tian was kicked out faster than he did.