Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Well, I forgot to tell you that people outside can see what is happening inside."

Ling Xiao touched his head and smiled.

"what!"

Fengming Junshan was dumbfounded.

Can you see the outside?

Doesn't it mean that he just used his brother to do the shielding and was seen by others?

"Impossible, this is the Demon Battlefield. The gate of the ruins is just a portal. How can people outside see this."

Fengming Junshan felt that Ling Xiao was fooling him.

"That idiot!"

Outside the gate of the ruins, Feng Mingxiao's complexion was uncertain, and Fengming Junshan's thing was really stupid.

"I Lingxiao, I hate the thing of stabbing in the back most of the week. I originally felt that there was no hatred with your brothers. It was only because of the grievances with your father that I did not complain about killing you.

But after reading your actions, I think you are still dead, so as not to stay and harm people.

In the battle to kill the Dragon Forest, I believe that many people still have fresh memories, and things have not ended yet, destroy my heavenly empire?

I want to see who dares to move me!I let them disappear first!"

The dark magic sword with a black sword burst into the sky.

Clang!

Mars splashed, and the sound of cracking came from the void.

Fengming Junshan didn't even know when he was trapped in a king's shell.

That's a real king bask, the shape looks like a hard shell of a turtle.

Fengming Junshan's entire body shrank in it.

The dark magic sword hit the tortoise shell, leaving only a slight trace, even a trace of cracks had not been damaged.

That turtle shell should obviously be some kind of special treasure.

However, although the turtle shell is hard, the horror impact of the dark magic sword cannot be completely buffered.

Fengming Junshan is still bleeding from the nostrils, which looks a bit daunting.

Just hiding in the turtle shell, many people can't see it.

Fengming Junshan at this time knew very well that he could never be Ling Xiao's opponent, plus his brother was dead and there was no shield to use.

At this time, he even shouted regardless of face: "No matter who it is, as long as it can help me kill Ling Xiao, our Divine Phoenix Empire, you can add officials to the prince, reward Wan Wan, various classic martial arts, you I can help you get whatever I want!"

At this time in the Demon Battlefield, although there are no more powerful warriors, there are many scattered martial arts with no way and no faction, as well as some small martial arts. There are still some warriors with small forces.

And this number actually has nearly thirty people.

"Have you heard, killed Ling Xiao, there will be a reward."

"How do you think? If you can be a prince in the Divine Phoenix Empire, then you will not be savory and spicy. Isn't our special practice so good to stand out?"

"Yeah, there are endless panacea and martial arts classics."

"Ronghua Fugui, in a thought, we have nearly thirty people, Ling Xiao is alone, still afraid of not killing him?"

"Stop brave, starve timid, go!"

People are greedy.

Especially these small schools and small forces, as well as scattered martial arts.

Their resources are scarce, and there is no backstage on weekdays. This time it was difficult to get an opportunity to establish a relationship with the Royal Empire of the Divine Phoenix. How could they easily give up?

Of the nearly thirty people, twenty-seven or eight are all tempted.

Of course, some people chose to leave quietly.

Even if there are no more benefits, I am afraid that I will lose my life.

Not to mention Ling Xiao's terrible strength, let's say that the turtle king Bafengmingjunshan, that guy can even push his own brother to die.

Those of them are estimated to have no good results.

So, twenty-seven killing intentions pounced on Ling Xiao at the same time.

On Ling Xiao's face, Gu Jing was not waved, there was no smile, and there was no fear. It seemed that it was not 27 people but 27 moths who rushed over.

He took a deep breath, and the dark magic sword in his hand was tighter.

However, he hasn't shot yet, and the three figures are rushing from a distance.

kill!

A cold voice came from the three people's mouths.

Snow flakes!

Plum blossoms scattered!

Bingfeng Changming!

The sword of the emperor, vertical and horizontal void!

Twenty-seven warriors, in an instant, became twenty-seven corpses.

It was Fengming Piaoxue, Lengmei, Fengminglian and Ji Mingkong who shot.

"Master (Eun Gong, Brother Ling, Ling Xiao) are you okay?"

The four celestial girls rushed to Ling Xiao at the same time, without looking at the bodies on the ground.

This scene made many people outside the gate of the ruins look stiff.

After a long time, some people scolded jealously: "This Ling Xiao is also a very beautiful woman.

Just give me one of these four women, and I will wake up laughing all my life."

"Come on, Ling Xiao is kind to these four women. What are you doing?"

"But again, these four girls are really terrifying. The twenty-seven martial arts are not weak, but they were destroyed by them in an instant."

"Anyway, I won't provoke them."

Ling Xiao looked back at the four girls, showing a happy smile.

Is there anything more happy than being rescued by four such outstanding women?

"Thank you."

Not much is said, and there is no need to say so much, everything is in these three words.

Over there, Fengming Junshan abandoned the turtle shell and accelerated towards the distance.

"You guys are waiting. After I go out, Fengming Junshan will definitely make you die ugly."

In the distance, the roar of Fengming Junshan came.

"Unfortunately, you don't have that chance anymore."

Ling Xiao's figure flashed into a flash of light, and he immediately caught up with Fengming Junshan who had fled for a long time.

"kill!"

Ling Xiao's sword was stabbed out. Since Fengming Junshan dared to threaten him, he must not let this guy leave alive.

Otherwise, there will be endless trouble.

However, at this moment, a sound of Fengming came, and then the cold flames smashed Ling Xiao's sword qi.

Then, a young man in black, who looked full of gloom, appeared there.

"It's not the big husband's job to kill as much as you can, Ling Xiao, you have killed Fengming Tianshan, how about keeping him alive?"

"Ocean Current, help me!"

Seeing the people coming, Fengming Junshan seemed to have grabbed the straw.

He is not Ling Xiao's opponent alone, but if there is a help from Ming Hai Liu, then the result is naturally different.

"Are you here to kill me?"

Ling Xiao asked.

The dark sea froze for a moment, and immediately showed a grinning expression: "Yes, you can die."

The words did not fall, he suddenly pointed out, the horrible black flame actually condensed into a line, pierced the void, and shot towards the hills close by.

"Now that's why, why don't you talk so loudly, let's die together."

Ling Xiao's figure flickered, easily avoiding the attack of the Dark Sea Current, and then the dark magic sword in his hand killed Xiangming Junshan again.