Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

After ten strokes, Ling Xiao obviously felt that Jiu Mo Zhiyan had been staring at the second star.

He knew the guy's attempt, and he couldn't let Nao continue to grow stronger.

Therefore, the second evil star, or die a little bit cleaner.

"Light Excalibur·Zhenyang Change!"

The fiery sword light finally penetrated the body of the second star, and the terrifying light instantly burned the second star to ashes.

This made the monster over there irritated.

"It's your turn, monster!"

After killing the second evil star, Ling Xiao's opponent, only Jumomo Zhiyan was left.

However, the situation has not become easier.

The horror of the magic sword is more terrifying than the previous three teamed up.

This is the common idea of ​​everyone.

"Cquack, since you want to die, the old man will do it for you. How many years have passed, I didn't expect the juniors to be so useless."

The magic sword again gave out a weird laughter, and then, Jomo Mozhi's hand held the black sword.

The terrifying breath made him covered in blood red light.

"Your time has long passed, and now it is my time! If you want to kill me, you have to see if you have that kind of skill!"

Ling Xiao's hand held the bright Excalibur tightly.

He knows that this time the opponent is not easy to deal with, but he is more confident in his own strength.

The horrible sword of destruction gathered around him.

The wind-like sword gas tears the void.

Behind, Taikoo Hell Dragon Soul is roaring.

"Huh, hate the power of light, but you are too weak, your power of light is too weak, in front of me, it will be blown out like a candle!"

Jumo Zhiyan snorted, and the magic sword shook in his hand, killing Ling Xiao with a terrifying murderous intention.

In the air, Xiao Se felt more and more intense.

Wherever he passed, many trees began to wither and deteriorate.

"Single fire, can ignite the original, have you not learned?"

Ling Xiao laughed indifferently, and then his feet straddled forward, and the bright sword in his hand was already integrated with him.

One sword!

He finally did it.

The sword is him!

He is the sword!

That feeling is too mysterious.

"Huh, this Xiaoxiao seems to be looked down upon by us. Can the light sword in his hand overcome the magic sword in Jumo Zhiyan's hand?"

The breath of darkness and light collide in the air.

Like a natural enemy, no one would let anyone.

The sharp sword breath showed a sharp killing intent.

The showdown between swordsmen is really different.

The sharp feeling can make people feel that the skin seems to be cut apart, which is not good.

"Horrible, on one side is the power of light, destroying sword intention! On the other side is the power of darkness, death sword intention!

Is this going to make everything die?"

Zizizi!

The two swords didn't touch, but the swordsmanship had already fought fiercely.

The harsh sound from the air.

After a while, the two retreated at the same time.

There was a hint of surprise in Jumo's face.

However, in an instant, it turned into boundless arrogance and domineering.

"Little doll, your sword is good, and the power of light is also used properly. At the critical moment, it has reached the state of unity of man and sword.

Unfortunately, the same level, the old man has reached it a thousand years ago, and more sophisticated than you.

Otherwise, lend your body to the old man. The old man can help you win the world and make you the most powerful player in Xuanjie."

This person speaks as if you are letting you die, and the feeling of giving is too strong.

"Forget it, you haven't even conquered the Divine Phoenix Continent yourself, and actually deliberately conquered the Profound Realm."

Ling Xiao sneered with disdain: "I have already said, your time is over, this is my time."

"It's really a stubborn little doll, let me tell you the truth. Just now, the old man used less than 30% of the skill, but you have to take it all in.

If you want to die or live, you can choose your own, otherwise you will be dead next time you attack."

Jumo Zhiyan spit out a disdainful voice, it seems that he just failed to kill Ling Xiao, not because Ling Xiao was strong enough.

It was because he was merciful.

Hearing this, people felt a strong shock.

The sword just now was strong enough, almost close to the strength of Python.

Even said that only three success forces were used?

Even if it is bragging, it is estimated that at most it is using the six-seven success force.

Ling Xiao is really dangerous.

"Hehehe, in this way, my ears are almost cocooning. Everyone says they are not using their full strength. Then you can show me. Otherwise, you may have no chance."

Faced with the threat and disdain of the magic sword, Ling Xiao's words were thoroughly mocked and teased.

"Interesting, I don't know if you are a little baby. Sometimes bravery and recklessness are not the same thing. Since you want to die, the old man will do it for you."

Jumo Zhiyan's face was astonished, and the magic sword in his hand suddenly became very huge.

The terrible breath of death is also more intense, as if it was a giant sword used by the devil taken out from the depths of hell.

The black and red light spit on the giant sword, and many martial arts around were trembling because of it. Some people turned around and fled in fright, and caused a chaos for the crowd watching.

"The sword of the old man is a sword that has only been understood by the force of shadow for many years, and it is a sword of extinction!

You can die under the sword of an old man, and your little baby can be regarded as a life in vain."

Jumo Zhiyan looked at Ling Xiao indifferently, and the huge magic sword in his hand revealed the meaning of endless desolation and extinction.

Some weak-willed warriors actually committed suicide directly!

And the horrible meaning of extinction is still rising.

"It's really strong, but I still say that. You are old and can't keep up with the times. This kind of juggling is also daring to come up with shame."

Ling Xiao sneered.

Juggling?

Ling Xiao actually said that the horrible sword move is a juggling?

Can't keep up with the backward moves of the times?

So what sword skill does he have, can he be stronger than this sword?

"The little baby is in a big tone, so let the old man see if you have any way to deal with this trick."

Jiu Mozhi said somberly.

No one has ever dared to say that his sword moves are juggling, which is an extreme insult to him.

"If you want to see it, I will let you see it."

Ling Xiao's voice fell, and suddenly, he burst into a breath of king.

This breath, compared to the kings on the God Phoenix Continent, does not know how many times more powerful.

It made many warriors kneel down on the ground subconsciously, terrified.

The majesty of the king is pure and powerful.

Behind Ling Xiao, the phantom of Taikoo Hell Dragon has disappeared.

Instead, there is a figure.

There is no crown on his head.

There is no throne under him.

The word "king" was not engraved on his forehead.

She was dressed in white and her hair fluttered. She looked so plain.

However, it is such a figure, but it has a very strong king's breath, and it is a world of shock.

(End of this chapter)