Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"It's Mo Cong! Bibo Sword Mo Cong!"

The crowd found someone who shot, and could not help exclaiming.

"No wonder this sword is so fast, so tricky, so cruel! It turned out to be Mo Cong of Bibo Island, but he is the first master of the young generation of Bibo Island!"

"Yes, he is afraid that his cultivation will not be worse than that of Master Qingshan, but why should he attack Lingxiao?"

"Who knows, it's probably the hatred that was formed before."

After being shocked for a moment, the crowd shouted scramblingly.

Bibo sword Mo Cong, the strength is already strong.

While in Sin City, Ling Xiao did not deal with him and did not understand this person at all.

Today, he was attacked by this guy. Although he expected it, the opponent's powerful and fierce moves made him a little surprised.

This sword is extremely powerful, and Mo Cong clearly wants his life.

Others don't know why Mo Cong did this, but Ling Xiao knew very well.

Bibo Island was basically abolished by him. It was strange that Mo Cong did not seek revenge from him.

"broken!"

Ling Xiao did not avoid flashing, releasing a searing power in his body, instantly smashing the ice crystals, and at the same time raised his left hand, the bright Excalibur greeted him.

"Fuck me!"

Mo Cong roared angrily.

It was too long for him to wait for this day.

If it is not Ling Xiao, he is still the young master of Bibo Island, the hero boy in the minds of countless young warriors;

If it is not Ling Xiao, he can have more resources to break through the difficulties and upgrade his cultivation base to a higher level before the Dragon Phoenix selection;

If it were not Ling Xiao, his father would not die, and Bibo Island would not be destroyed. He would not be like a dog who had already surrendered to the Bingfeng family and became a slave to others.

He counted all this on Ling Xiao's head.

Although he never played with Ling Xiao, even if he almost died, it wasn't Ling Xiao who did it, but he hated Ling Xiao.

Because he did not dare to seek revenge from the real enemy.

The Bingfeng tribe is too powerful, and with his own strength, it is not enough for one finger to die.

Fortunately, Mo Cong, who had survived, came to the Divine Phoenix Emperor Capital. He had planned to join the Divine Phoenix Academy.

The Bingfeng tribe promised to help him, but made him a slave.

In revenge, he abandoned his dignity, and at this moment, including the resentment of being a slave, he also had to vent on Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao must die!

"Feng Ming·Frozen Moment!"

At this time, Fengming Qingshan did not give up to continue the attack.

Although Mo Cong's sneak attack seemed to be safe, but after seeing Ling Xiao's ability, he definitely didn't dare to carelessly.

Unless Ling Xiao is dead, he will never stop his attack.

Today either Ling Xiao died, or he died, which is now the situation.

"Brother Ling, let me help you!"

Ji Luoyu jumped out and was about to join the battle group.

"Retreat!"

Ling Xiao said lightly: "Two shameless villains can't help me."

For the shamelessness of these enemies, Ling Xiao has long been surprised.

So he never had any illusions, opponents can really fight him one-on-one.

In fact, he can let Leng Mei shot.

As long as Leng Mei shoots, the two will die.

But he didn't do that, because it was unnecessary. Although Fengming Qingshan and Mo Cong joined forces, the general fifth-world warrior might be killed.

But he is not ordinary.

And in his view, Fengming Qingshan is just a defeated man. At this time, Fengming Qingshan can play half of his strength.

when!

The harsh voice finally burst.

Ling Xiao's Bright Excalibur met the Bibo Sword in Mo Cong's hand.

The shock of terror caused the gravel on the ground to fly around. Many people couldn't open their eyes because of the terrifying wind.

Ling Xiao quickly retreated by the power of touch, avoiding Fengming Qingshan's attack, and then looked at Fengming Qingshan Road with all his leisure: "You'd better not do it, otherwise, if you don't need me to shoot later, you too There will be no doubt."

"Fart, now you're afraid, that's useless, you must die today."

Fengming Qingshan has already killed her red eyes. How could she believe Ling Xiao's words?

In his view, Ling Xiao said such nonsense because he couldn't face him and Mo Cong at the same time.

It's ridiculous.

"So strong!"

Everyone's judgment on Ling Xiao has raised a layer.

Fang Cai was really the moment of a thousand hits.

Mo Cong was attacked silently and silently, and immediately came to Ling Xiao.

Coupled with the harassment of Fengming Qingshan, it is estimated that the ordinary warriors would be panic when facing this situation.

But Ling Xiao always seemed to have pre-judged everything, and proceeded steadily according to his own plan.

Using Mo Cong's sword to escape the attack of Fengming Qingshan, this is simply art, no longer a martial arts move.

Mo Cong's face was slightly ugly.

He seized the chance of killing Ling Xiao most likely to sneak attack, but did not expect that even the other party did not touch a hair.

Ling Xiao, a terrifying guy, seemed to be able to pinch and count, as if he had judged exactly what he would do.

Then he even used his attack.

This guy was not so strong when he was in Sin City. It was less than half a year later. How could it be so terrifying?

No, he must be killed today!

Otherwise, there will be no chance in the future!

Mo Cong gritted his teeth, and there was a trace of indifference in his eyes. On the Bibo sword in his hand, the killing intention became stronger, his figure continued, and the long sword stabbed again, and he immediately approached Ling Xiao again.

"Originally, Bibo Island can retain your single seedling, but now it seems that you don't want to live alive."

Ling Xiao's eyes revealed a strong killing intention.

He didn't originally want to kill Mo Cong. After all, in the Sin City incident, Mo Cong did not have any fight with him.

But now Mo Cong is going to kill him. With his character, how could he let go of such a person who wants his life?

Since the other party wanted to die, he did it.

"Light Excalibur · Rising Sun!"

The ordinary light sword that was originally used to resist the attack, at this moment, suddenly became more dazzling.

"Ah~~"

Fengming Qingshan rushed over, and suddenly fell to the ground with a scream, Qiqiao bleeding and convulsions, and it seemed that he could not live.

Looking at Ling Xiao again, the sun-like bright sword in his hand collided with Mo Cong's Bibo sword again.

Only a moment of contact, Bibo Sword turned red all over, as if burned through.

This terrifying high temperature spread from Bibo Sword to Mo Cong's right hand, and the right hand and arm became blurred in an instant, accelerating ulceration.

"Ah~~"

Mo Cong finally screamed and shook off the Bibo sword that was almost completely red in his hand, just like throwing away a viper that might kill him at any time.

And his right hand holding a sword is now completely abolished.