Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"This kick was kicked for my good brother Ling Yihang, he was my only good brother in Tianfeng City, but you made him look like a human being, and a ghost like a ghost, you don’t have to die. !"

Boom!

After speaking, Ling Xiao kicked out again.

This time, Chen Tian's body kicked from the air to the ground.

"This foot was kicked for the disciples of the dead Jianjianmen. I am from Tianfeng City. The Shenjianmen is my home. They are my loved ones. You kill them, I kill you!"

Finally, Ling Xiao stepped on Chen Tian's chest.

At this time, Chen Tian was dying.

The core disciple of Tang Wangzong, ranked fourth, was kicked by Ling Xiao as if he were playing a ball. He even had no chance of resistance, which made those who sat on the stands completely dumbfounded.

"Little beast, do you know who he is, if you hurt him, you Yuehuazong will all be killed!"

The old man finally caught Ling Xiao's figure, because Ling Xiao stopped.

Unfortunately, at the next moment, a blue figure blocked him.

It's blue jade.

Lan Yu'er, who has 50% strength and half-step Tianzun, can't talk about suppression in the face of this old man, but he can also be equal.

Because this old man, at most, is 50% strength and half-step Tianzun, which is comparable to the strength of the previous three people.

"I'm not interested in knowing who he is. You said that if you kill him, Yue Huazong will have to be buried? Then, do you know that the person who killed the Shenjianmen hurt my benefactor and friends? !"

Ling Xiao's foot strength is greater, guess Chen Tian's rib roots are broken.

"Do you regret it? Do you blame yourself? It's useless, everything is useless! When you go to kill the innocent at random because of a little selfish desire, you have no chance to live!"

"Sword Promise let me do it!"

Finally, Chen Tian squeezed a word out of his throat.

"Sword Promise?"

Ling Xiao glanced at the crowd in the stands, his cold eyes, the horrible soul will, these oppressed people were trembling.

"Jian Wuji is the young patriarch of Sword King Sect, which means that the ten core disciples are ranked first. His strength is unfathomable!"

Finally someone answered Ling Xiao's question.

"It turned out to be the young patriarch of the sword king sect, why did he do that?"

Ling Xiao stared at Chen Tianzheng and asked.

"I don't know, he just said that he didn't want to see the waste of the Divine Sword Gate defile the noble Sword King Zong!"

At this moment, Chen Tian really had questions to answer, and he did not dare to disobey Ling Xiao at all.

"Really, the noble sword king sect? Since it is so noble, then I will step on it forever."

After speaking, he twisted fiercely under his feet.

Click!

Chen Tian, ​​the core disciple of the dagger Wang Zong, was actually trampled to death.

Countless people took a breath.

Wu Zonglian also had a pale complexion and his heart thumped.

madman!

It's a complete lunatic!

This guy must not provoke, otherwise he might be the next dead!

"Little beast, you really have to kill him! You actually have to kill him! Do you not know that the lord of the sword king sect is also Chen?"

The old man who was stopped by Lan Yu'er seemed to be crazy for a moment, venting True Yuan. He even took Lan Yuer's palm and rushed to Ling Xiao.

Lan Yu'er's actual combat experience is still inadequate, and he failed to stop the old man.

When she was going to pursue, she was stopped by Ling Xiao.

"Sister Lan, you go to guard the exit of the Colosseum. Don't let a Sword King Sect go out, I want to wash the Colosseum today!"

Ling Xiao's voice is very plain, without any emotional color.

He will not kill innocents indiscriminately, but none of the sword king clan here is innocent!

Those who look lively can be released, and he is not interested in killing.

The old man who came to the Colosseum with Chen Tian had arrived in front of Ling Xiao, and a violent sword was stabbed, and the sword light was fully extended for four or five meters.

Before Jianguang arrived, he could already feel the pain of cutting the skin.

Ling Xiao took a deep breath, and the covered rain sword instantly appeared in his hand, and then a sword spurted out, the red light soared, and the terrible killing intention was like substance.

when!

The two swords collided, Ling Xiao's body retreated, and a trace of blood slipped off the corner of his mouth. After more than ten steps, he stabilized his body.

"It is worthy of the 50% strength half step Tianzun, this attack power is really ruthless enough!"

"Yue Huazong's disciples confronted him hard, just to die."

"Huh, it's too arrogant, obviously the female disciple is stronger."

"Hush, speak less, the man is cruel, be careful not to kill you!"

In the eyes of the spectators, Ling Xiao apparently suffered a big loss in this collision, not only being hit by flying, but also bleeding.

The old man seemed to be completely okay, squatting on the ground to check Chen Tian's injury.

"He is already a dead dog, why do you waste time."

Ling Xiao wiped the blood on the corner of her mouth, without any frightened expression on her face, but a little smile.

"Is this man crazy?"

"Yeah, obviously falling down, and still laughing, I can't understand."

The audience is really difficult to understand Ling Xiao's smile.

Ling Xiao's smile, of course, is because he met a good opponent. Only such an opponent can force him to tap the potential and explode a stronger combat power.

The old man stood up slowly, his eyes cold and full of killing air.

"Your name is Ling Xiao, right?"

"Yes!"

"I've heard of you long ago. The rising star of Yuezong's rise recently!"

The old man said coldly: "If you don't kill the young master, you may still have a chance to survive, but today, you can only die!"

"Unfortunately, I haven't lived enough. Chen Tian's father should be your master of the sword king sect, Chen Nanxing. Don't raise a godfather! I will not only kill Chen Tian, ​​but also let Chen Nanxing pay his life!"

Ling Xiao said indifferently.

"Hahahaha."

The old man couldn't help laughing: "You can't even stop the old man's sword, and the suzerain is a hundred times stronger than the old man, so you want to kill him on your own? It's hard to control, and idiots say dreams!"

"Elder Chen, stop talking to him, kill him, use his body to make human puppets, but it is stronger than the waste of the Divine Sword Gate!"

This old man was originally named Chen, and was an outside elder of Jian Wangzong.

If you dare to speak to him like this, there will be no one else except Wu Zonglian.

"Hahaha, what Master Wu said is very true, such a human puppet, the suzerain will love it, as long as the young master's soul is not destroyed, he can be resurrected with human puppets!"

Elder Chen heard Wu Zonglian's words and couldn't help but laughed and said: "Good idea, really a good idea!"

"Yes, if you have done this, the Sect Master will reward you well, maybe you will have the opportunity to break through the heavens and the human world, and then you will no longer be the elders of the outside door, but you will be serious. Elder of the inner door."

Wu Zonglian is afraid of Ling Xiao, so he does not want Ling Xiao to live.

Through the previous battles, he discovered that the horror of Ling Xiao was even worse than he had imagined.