Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

In addition to the remaining advantages.

More importantly, with the help of this palace magic circle, Jian Wuji's true elemental force will continue to flow, almost equal to endless.

Ling Xiao actually promised to fight here, this is not to find death?

However, where they knew, Ling Xiao had long seen the mystery of the formation here. The reason why he knew the problem clearly, he had not proposed it, that is because he had enough confidence to kill the sword.

At this time, many people on the scene had a little regret, how to let Jianwuji seize the opportunity.

This Ling Xiao is so stupid that he doesn't know the saying of the right place at the right time, thinking that the battle is the same everywhere, but he doesn't know that today's banquet is aimed at him.

Mo Wu sighed and said: "Unfortunately, if I shoot, I can use the formation here to let the Demon Eye exert more power and take down Xiao Xiao, easily."

"Yeah, Ling Xiao didn't understand the situation here, so he came here without hesitation, and he didn't look at why he was the latest one, stupid!"

"But why did Saint Emperor deal with Ling Xiao, as if Ling Xiao could not pose any threat to Saint Emperor yet?"

These words already belong to voice chat, after all, some secrets are involved.

"It is said that Ling Xiao looks like Yu Xuanyue, and that Yu Xuan Yue is Ji Fuling's wife, so the Holy Emperor suspected that Ling Xiao was related to Ji Fuling."

"Just kidding, when Ji Fulin gave the throne to the Holy Emperor, let alone Ling Xiao was born as a little beggar, even if he really was the son of Ji Fulin, the Holy Emperor should be cherished. Why? What about?"

"You don't understand anything about this. It is said that the Holy Emperor also liked Yuxuanyue, but it's a pity that Yuxuanyue only loves Ji Fulin. That was a good story at that time."

"How did you know?"

"I also listened to the elder Zongmen. I can only say that Ling Xiao deserves it. Who made him look like Yu Xuanyue."

"complex!"

All the discussion was carried out by voice, so Ling Xiao did not know that he is now facing the sword Promise, and his face has returned to indifference.

Jian Wuji also looked at Ling Xiao, and a mocking sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Ling Xiao, you are better than me. I know this, but do you know why I dare to challenge you?"

"do not know."

Ling Xiao shook his head and said: "I don't want to know."

"Don't want to know? Hehe, I'm afraid I don't know how to say it. You can rest assured that this time I will make you a ghost!"

Jian Wuji laughed and described the relationship between the formation of the palace and his half-puppet, and then continued: "If you just think that is the case, then you are very wrong. You should listen before you come to the Holy City. Did you say Jiuding's luck?"

"What does this have to do with Jiuding?"

Ling Xiao is really confused.

"what relationship?"

Jian Wuji sneered, suddenly a strong momentum broke out, and then, behind him, not only the sword king Wu soul appeared, but also three huge bronze tripod phantoms.

"To tell you the truth, Jiuding’s luck can only be obtained by 20 Tianjiao in each session. I was one of the six sons who ranked sixth in the last session. It is stipulated that Jiuding Qiyun cannot be used before the Tianjiao Battle, otherwise, you will not lose to you today during the day."

"Originally, no wonder the Emperor attaches great importance to the 20 days of arrogance. If you want to come here, it is the warrior who has gathered Jiuding's luck. It represents not only strength, but also the future."

Ling Xiao nodded and said, "I understand, this luck should be able to plunder each other?"

"Yes, as long as the Jiuding Qiyun is shown, then if you lose in the competition, the luck will be transferred to the winning person. You will see the day after tomorrow."

Jian Wuji laughed.

"I can't wait until the day after tomorrow, and I want to see what this Jiuding luck represents tonight."

Ling Xiao said lightly.

"It's arrogant, I told you so much, you still don't understand?"

Jian Wuji continued: "You have no chance of winning the battle with me, because luck is on my side, so I only have one request for you, to abandon the lower body, just like me, then apologize to me and swear Absolutely not coveting the Son, I will let you live a life."

"Let me go for a life? Haha, I didn't have the heart to kill you, a crippled guy, but now I find out that I am a little too kind."

Ling Xiao's murderous heart has been completely determined.

Sword Promise must die.

"Huh, it's my kindness not to kill you, since you refuse to follow, then don't blame me!"

With a long sword in his hand, Jian Wuji waved a few sword winds away, and the two were just a short distance away. This violent sword wind instantly blasted Ling Xiao on him.

"Look at you still not dead!"

Sword Wuji certainly didn't expect this sword style to kill Ling Xiao, so he was followed by another sword stabbing, and he didn't intend to give Ling Xiao any chance to fight back.

"Kill me? You really are not qualified!"

Suddenly, in the fierce sword wind, a quiet voice came out.

Ling Xiao's body suddenly burst into a strong murderous spirit, directly flooding the entire palace hall.

boom!

The sword wind collapsed, and Jian Wuji was shocked.

Ling Xiao walked out of the sword wind, and slowly walked towards Jian Wuji, like an undefeated demon on the battlefield, it was trembling.

At that moment, Ji Mingkong actually had a moment of trance.

The rest were also surprised.

Founder's Ling Xiao looks like an ordinary person, without any slight eye, but at this moment, Ling Xiao is like the sword wind that can destroy everything——

Sharp and terrible!

Every step that Ling Xiao took was like a huge stone hitting everyone's heart, so that everyone except the Holy Emperor was shocked.

"Luck is only effective for the strong. For the weak, it is nothing more than a burden, just like the possessions of ordinary people!"

Ling Xiao spoke lightly as she walked.

"What! How could he be so strong!"

Jian Wuji has overestimated Ling Xiao. He thinks that he has doubled his strength. Even if he loses to Ling Xiao, he will not be as tragic as during the day.

But now, he has a feeling of wanting to run away.

The opponent has not shot yet!

"Go to hell!"

With a roar, Jian Wuji wanted to use a roar to alleviate his fear. The sword in his hand pierced again, and a thicker sword gas broke through the sky, tearing the space as if he could hear the elements miserable. 'S cry.

The goal is Ling Xiao.

However, Ling Xiao still just walked forward, and did not even mean to move hands.

On his body, a black-gold dragon scale was forming, wrapping up his entire body.

Perhaps a long time ago, many people have forgotten his Ling Xiao's defense is not worse than the Dragon Clan.