Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"The Son is worthy of being the Son, this is just the beginning, and then Ling Xiao, but it is really unlucky. As soon as the "Tianji Sword Art" comes out, Ling Xiao will be defeated instantly!"

Ling Xiao has heard of "Tianji Swordsmanship" and Tianji Wuhun.

But he didn't care.

Although Tianji Wuhun is powerful, it is rumored to be only a substitute for Shan Wu Wuhun.

The power is less than one ten thousandth of the mountain and river martial spirit, and at most it can only reach the level of the twelve immortal souls, not even the level of the nine dragon souls.

The reason why such a martial spirit was created is probably because the King of People is worried that his descendants will not be able to inherit the martial spirit of the mountains and rivers.

There is a good ancestor, really lucky, this is true.

He didn't care, but the disciples of the Tianwangmen and those of the Holy Spirit were excited.

Even Sikongzun and Shengdi nodded triumphantly, praising Ji Mingkong's performance.

"It looks like we are thinking too much!"

The emperor laughed.

"Yes, although the third layer of "Tianji Swordsmanship" is only equivalent to the rare jade martial arts, but it was exhibited based on the early repairs of the sky and two instruments. If Ling Xiao had no backhand, it would be absolutely difficult to resist. "

Si Kongzun also smiled and nodded.

Holding the purple electric sword, countless golden inscriptions appeared in Ling Xiao's pupils, constantly flashing.

Wuhe Shanhe has begun to analyze his opponent's swordsmanship.

This kind of swordsmanship is still the first time encountered, so you have to find out clearly before you can continue the battle, otherwise it will be hard to please.

"The Son is worthy of being a Son, and the jade-grade rare martial arts can come hand in hand, which is really admirable!"

On his mouth, Ling Xiao's face did not mean any admiration.

The purple electric sword waved again in his hand, and the sound of thunder blast continued to sound.

Ling Xiao seemed to be wrapped in thunder and lightning.

Whoo!

At that moment, he suddenly broke out, and a pair of golden dragon wings were born behind him, which was more than ten times faster, and he had reached Ji Mingkong in a moment.

Ji Mingkong is fast.

This is the advantage of cultivation, and Ling Xiao must be under the tenth human dragon form, and display the golden dragon wings in order to gain a little advantage.

In the electric light of the Purple Electric Sword, there were traces of flames burning constantly.

The flames appeared black and gold, with the breath of hell, but nobody except Ling Xiao knew this.

No one else can see it at all.

Looking at Ling Xiao, who accelerated from the front, Ji Mingkong's brow furrowed tighter.

Ling Xiao's speed is also faster than she expected, and it is no worse than her speed under the heaven and human realm.

Frowning is only instant, and then Ji Mingkong stabs with a sword across the sky, forming a strange ball of light above the tip of the sword.

"The first layer of Tianji swordsmanship changes-sword artillery!"

Ling Xiao didn't know what a sword cannon was, but judging from Ji Mingkong's attack this time, the power of this attack was much stronger than the ordinary sword spirit, and there was a feeling of being irresistible and quite fearful.

Whoo!

The light mass condensed into a fist flew to Ling Xiao, and actually violently spun up in the air. Around this ball, an air blade telling the rotation was vaguely formed, and even the air was cut apart, and an absolute vacuum zone appeared. .

This attack has not yet approached Ling Xiao, but has left countless gullies on the competition platform.

"This is Wu Baitai again."

One of the referees laughed bitterly, very helpless.

The horrible swords and cannons, blocked by Ling Xiao's purple electric sword, exploded in mid-air, and the light clusters formed seemed to be dazzling like a small sun.

Because of resisting this attack, the figure shot by Ling Xiaoji was obviously paused and had to stop.

At this time, Ji Mingkong's attack followed.

"Holy Ancestor Changquan·Unified Profound Realm!"

Ji Mingkong actually held the sword in one hand, and the other hand punched Ling Xiao with a punch.

Although it is said that the "Fist of the Holy Patriarch" is not as good as it used to be, it was still very powerful when it was exhibited in the hands of Ji Mingkong.

If Ling Xiao was hit, it must be injured.

Relatively good opponents are engaged in battle. If they are injured, it is basically not far from failure.

The fist force enveloped the entire contest tower, as if the icon of a king appeared in the void, the huge fist hit like a meteorite, and slammed into Ling Xiao's head.

Ling Xiao's face was still indifferent, but she couldn't help but be surprised.

Ji Mingkong's ability to display the top martial arts of Jinpin to such a degree is really compelling.

But such enemies are more energetic.

Ling Xiao stepped on the floor, and the pattern on the competition platform appeared like a fantasy array. Then he staggered slightly under his feet, and the huge fist could clearly attack him, but it was missed.

But even so, the power of terror still makes Ling Xiao feel tumbling, and he is uncomfortable, as if he was hit by something.

This is just the overflowing power. If it is attacked positively, I am afraid it will be more uncomfortable.

"Fight me, but there is no chance to breathe!"

The icy voice sounded again.

"Sword Cannon·Model Two!"

The same form of attack and even the fired swords and guns are the same, but Ling Xiao can clearly feel that this so-called model two is more powerful and faster than the previous blow, and even incorporates wind. The split effect of the attribute.

He was too familiar with this because he had mastered the wind and sky.

"Come on! I really won't hide this time!"

Although evasion can reduce the damage to the greatest extent, it still feels very uncomfortable, because the overflowing energy still makes Ling Xiao feel uncomfortable.

The hard connection is different.

As long as you have the same power, or even stronger power, then all the damage can be offset.

At that moment, the purple electric sword in Ling Xiao's hands skyrocketed, as if growing up a lot in an instant, releasing extremely terrifying energy, which surprised many warriors in the stands.

The black-golden flame finally appeared outside the thunderbolt, wrapped in the purple electric sword, and stabbed Ji Mingkong's sword and cannon with its mighty power.

"Boom!"

The moment the two energies touched, the terrifying energy burst.

The sound penetrated the entire sky, and the dazzling light was really like the instant burst of the hot sun, forcing many warriors to close their eyes.

Otherwise, this eye is estimated to be blind.

Ji Mingkong's eyes were also affected.

But it's only in an instant.

However, in the blink of an eye, a cyan figure punctured from behind the light like a sharp arrow, and slammed into Ji Mingkong's body.

Ji Mingkong's eyes were affected, but in the end he was still clever, and coupled with the terrifying perception ability of the natural dragon soul, he instantly shifted a distance of more than ten meters, which could withstand the brutal blow of Ling Xiao.

Boom!

The cyan figure wrapped around the protective wall with lightning, and instantly made the protective wall of the Biwutai like an eggshell produce numerous cracks, and then shattered.

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