Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Other people take a break first and make room for Mengtong and the son."

Qin Huo saw that Ling Xiao wanted to insist on fighting, and there was no obstruction. He just glanced at Mengtong and asked Mengtong to start.

"Son, I'm here!"

Mengtong snorted, did not take out Fang Tianhua halberd, but smashed his fists with a wave of fists.

The huge fist, like two hammers, rushed over with terror.

"That idiot, said to let him start lightly, why is it so heavy!"

Seeing this scene, Qin Huo was a little anxious. He wrapped Tian Yuan Li in his hands and was ready to rescue Ling Xiao at any time.

Boom!

"what--!"

The moment the two touched, the jaw dropped in the crowd, almost everyone opened their mouths and looked at the scene inconceivably.

They originally felt that Ling Xiao wouldn't be injured even if he was hit by this blow, but he would have to go back a dozen meters.

But the reality is that Ling Xiao stood there and did not move, and put a hand gently on Mengtong's fist, but could make Mengtong difficult to move forward.

"Meng Tong, let you start lightly, you don't have to be so light!"

Qin Huo shouted.

This guy won't let water out, which is too obvious.

"I don't have me! I used at least half of my strength!"

Menton shouted broadly with a red neck.

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, opened his body sideways, moved his hand away, and Meng Tong rushed out directly. His fists smashed a big hole in the half-meter thick stone wall.

"This! What's going on?"

The crowd was surprised again.

Mengtong's attack power is not weak, how could Ling Xiao block it so easily?

Ling Xiao looked at Meng Tong and said, "General Meng, take out your Fang Tian and draw the halberd, otherwise today's battle will be too boring. You can't compare with me in strength!"

Although Ling Xiao's Taikoo Golden Dragon was temporarily sealed, his power was not sealed.

If it is simpler than strength, the three Menton are not his opponents.

"Okay, this time, I will go all out!"

Knowing Ling Xiao's power, Mengtong won't release water.

Because he knew that in the face of Ling Xiao, there was no need to release water.

"You'd better go all out, otherwise I might kill you!"

At that moment, Ling Xiao's murderous sentiment rushed straight through.

Of course, he only talked about not killing Mengtong, but it would still be possible to kill Mengtong halfway to death. After all, let this guy remember that he must never underestimate the enemy on the battlefield.

"Okay, then I'm sorry, my son, I will use your full power to kill the enemy to deal with you!"

At that moment, Fangtian Huaji appeared in the hands of Menton.

Afterwards, the horror of war continued to rise, and the breath from the spearpoint seemed to pierce the sky.

The gun is the gall of a hundred soldiers!

Fangtian Huaji is the king of guns!

Since ancient times, skilled warriors who can use Fangtian Huaji are often domineering warriors, and their strength is absolutely strong.

At the same time, a phantom of a spear appeared behind Meng Tong.

His martial spirit turned out to be a martial arts spear, no wonder he would learn Qin Huo to draw halberds with Fangtian, and it doesn't look like a cottage.

Fangtian painted halberd is also a kind of gun. With the spear martial spirit, the combat power is absolutely terrifying.

The fighting erupted, and the surroundings seemed to be caught in a battle on the battlefield.

The air of killing made the onlookers all vigilant.

Mengtong is a warrior, he is not just a warrior.

Therefore, his fighting intentions are stronger than ordinary warriors. That is what he really trained on the battlefield.

The horrible fighting intention can even tear a person's soul directly!

"This guy Mengtong really dared to exert his full strength. This guy is crazy. Even he is afraid of himself. It is a monster on the battlefield!"

Qin Huo couldn't help feeling.

In the old days on the battlefield, Mengtong was called "barbaric beast" by the enemy. This guy ran into a rampage, and even the beast would be afraid.

"Isn't your son dangerous?"

at this time,

Just shot, Meng Tong only used half of the power.

It is pure power!

And it only took half!

This time, not only the power broke out, but also the Tianyuan force was used. With such a terrible outbreak, can Ling Xiao really bear it?

This kind of tough, I am afraid that is the monster of the Eight Wastelands, do not dare to take this blow hard.

As for the warrior of Liuyi Tianxiu, I am afraid that it can be easily killed, even the warrior of Qixing Tianxiu, even if it is dead, will have to be seriously injured.

They all owe Ling Xiao's favor, they are all the people Ling Xiao rescued from Pixiu Island, naturally they don't want to see Ling Xiao injured.

"The battle is good, I don't know how attacking!"

Ling Xiao stood there, like an ordinary person, without releasing the slightest sense of war.

But it is not easy to be able to remain motionless even in the terror of Menton’s horrible storm of war.

Apart from Qin Huo, no one can do it.

But Ling Xiao did it.

"Doesn't the young man shoot?"

Menton asked.

"You can just attack with confidence. When it is time to shoot, I will naturally shoot."

Ling Xiao touched the storage ring lightly, and Jin Wujian appeared in his hand, the blazing light shining.

There is no coldness, but it is extremely domineering.

"bring it on!"

The long sword pointed at Mengtong, and the original plain Xiaoxiao suddenly seemed to be integrated with the sword. The horrible sword tears the void, just like a sheathed sword stab in the rising battle of Mengtong. Above intention.

boom!

The confrontation between the two parties formed a soul storm, which caused many of the martial artists in the crowd to turn pale, obviously the soul was injured.

"It's terrible, he's only 16 years old, how could he have such a powerful sword intention, he can actually fight against General Menton in court!"

"This is the real genius. No wonder he was the only one who could rescue us from the island of Pixiu and changed others. I'm afraid I can't do it."

Ling Xiao stood there, long sword pointed at Ling Xiao, long hair flying in the soul storm, the whole body, even the sword breathed out, without the slightest flaw.

It's really like a sword body.

Powerful.

"I seem to see the King of the People alive."

"I haven't seen King Ren, but the son is definitely the most unpredictable person I have ever seen."

Some masters, although powerful, but you know at a glance that he is very powerful, such as Qin Huo.

Ling Xiao is different.

His strength is invisible, and only after real experience will he understand his terrible.

"what!"

Meng Tong snorted suddenly, striding forward against Ling Xiao's sword intention, Fang Tianhua's halberd breath soared in his hand, the whole body actually blew a gust of wind, and the fist-sized gravel was crushed instantly.

"When Fang Tian came out, what he wanted was unstoppable, Buddha blocked killing Buddha, God blocked killing God!"

Every word in his mouth is more than just a word.

These words are a manifestation of his will, integrated into the fighting intention, and even made his breath soar again by three points.