Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Fengmo Shengjian was rewarded by the crown prince at Qijinglou. After returning, he obtained some magic crystal liquid from Tianhai Batu.

After two days of cultivation, cultivation practice has once again achieved a breakthrough, and now it has reached the thirteenth realm of Yin and Yang.

No wonder this guy is looking at Ling Xiao's eyes now, showing a bit of killing intent.

When I was in Qijing Building, this fellow was humiliated by Ling Xiao.

Now that this guy is a breakthrough, he starts to be crazy again.

"Hope you don't want to die."

Ling Xiao just glanced at the Wind Demon Holy Sword lightly, and then ignored it.

The person who cultivates for ascension is not only one of the Wind Demon Holy Sword.

Now this person is no longer in his eyes.

...

The blue sky was like a wash, and in the sky, a huge flywheel was accelerating towards the direction of Thunder City, and behind him was a horrible roar.

Like thunder.

The martial arts warriors who also went to Thunder City saw this flywheel ship and couldn't help but envy.

This flywheel can be said to be the place where the strongest geniuses of the Tianhai Empire under the age of thirty gather.

Although the number of places increased from fifteen to thirty-five, the average level of genius dropped a lot.

However, for most warriors, they are still unattainable geniuses, and their talents are amazing.

It takes about three days to depart from Tianhai City to Thunder City at the speed of this flywheel.

If you ride a normal flying mount, it is estimated to take more than ten days.

This shows that the speed of the flywheel is fast.

The flywheel is protected by special protective walls as a whole, and the warriors stay in it without being affected by the wind.

But there is also the guy who likes to abuse himself, jumps directly out of the protective wall, sits on the top of the flywheel, and bears the baptism of the wind, used to refine the body.

For example, Ling Xiao, who stayed in the protective wall for a while, couldn't bear it, and directly rose into the air, standing outside the protective wall, and letting the horrible wind blow his face.

But he could be completely immobile, even if the wind was like a knife cut, even his clothes could not be cut.

"That guy, his body is so rough and scary."

Nowadays, almost none of the people on this ship do not know Ling Xiao. In their eyes, this fake Ling Xiao is a monster who cultivates physical martial arts, with a rough skin, it is really terrible.

Especially those who were on the top floor of Qijing Building that day are even more surprised.

This guy was safe from drinking more than two hundred altars and five poisonous holy wine. Isn’t it a monster?

Some people even suspect that this man is simply a beast in human form.

"Swoosh!"

Suddenly, a figure flew from the deck and stood on the top of the boat, staying beside Ling Xiao.

This person is no one else, it is the wind demon holy sword.

He looked at Ling Xiao indifferently, with a sneer in the corner of his mouth, his eyes expressing the murderous intention.

Ling Xiao still looked forward, as if she didn't even notice anyone beside her.

Maybe he didn't care at all.

Or, he was anxious that this wind demon holy sword would be shot so that he would have a chance to defend properly.

"Huh, you guys posing! Today I am going to give this fake skin on your face to see if you are really Ling Xiao!"

The wind magic holy sword snorted coldly, and then the long sword came out of the sheath, and the killing intention increased sharply.

Dan Feng and others realized this and stood up one after another.

However, at that moment, they were surrounded by the martial artists of the Tianhai Empire.

"His Royal Highness Prince and Prince Yun, some people want to fight against the martial arts who participated in the Baihu Fengyun Meeting, are you going to be blind?"

Dan Feng looked indifferently towards the cabin and said aloud.

There is no sound in it.

Dan Feng couldn't help sneering. It seemed that the Prince Wu and the Prince Yun really did not intend to interfere.

That being the case, it is a good thing.

He looked at Ling Xiao and asked, "Brother Ling, do you want to help?"

"If even a dog can't handle it, can I still deserve the name Ling Xiao? You just need to protect yourself."

Ling Xiao still didn't look back, as if the wind demon holy sword beside him was a Husky that was barking constantly.

"Hahahaha, the courage is not small. Believe it or not, even if I killed you today, no one will come forward for you?"

Fengmo Shengjian sneered.

Ling Xiao still did not look at him, but this time he opened his mouth.

"I believe it or not, you can give it a try, will you be like a god of water at that time?"

"Arrogance!"

The wind magic holy sword narrowed his eyes suddenly, then suddenly widened.

It's such a brave boy. When facing him, he was not afraid at all.

And even threatened him?

Now on this flywheel, his talent in the Tianhai Empire is a talker. Unlike in Tianhai City, there are many foreign forces. If they clearly deal with the warriors of the Heavenly Empire, they will be decent.

Here, even if he killed Ling Xiao and the warriors of the Heavenly Empire, it could be said that it was an accident.

As for those who participated in the Baihu Fengyun Meeting, it would be a big deal to be filled by the warriors of the Tianhai Empire.

There are many such people.

"You thought I didn't dare to kill you, so I was so determined, but it's a pity that you are too naive!"

When the words fell, the wind demon holy sword suddenly shot, and the sharp sword in his hand directly pierced Ling Xiao's heart.

There was white light flashing above the holy sword, dazzling.

"Swoosh!"

At that moment, Ling Xiao flashed.

His afterimage appeared on the spot.

The holy sword pierced the residual image, and the remaining force hit the protective wall, splashing a few elemental flowers, but did not cause any damage.

This protective wall is still quite powerful, otherwise it will not protect so many Yin and Yang martial arts.

"Get started, look!"

The people on the ship have long been bored. At this time, seeing the wind magic holy sword suddenly started, they were all quite excited.

They don't care whether the battle is in accordance with the rules, as long as they can make them feel bored, this is enough.

A window in the cabin, the curtains were opened, and it was Tianhai Batu, the crown prince, and a few bodyguards who looked like Kong Wu.

"You let him do it?"

Tianhai Batu asked lightly.

"Yes, that Ling Xiao made this palace ugly on the Qijing Tower. If you don't kill him, this palace will not be happy."

The prince said coldly.

"The Wind Demon Holy Sword cannot kill him, but will die."

Tianhai Batu shook the exquisite bronze Jue in his hand, sniffed the fine wine, and then said.

"You look down on this person so much?"

Asked the crown prince.

"Whether it is worth looking at or not, this person is very strong, and this Prince's intuition can never go wrong."

Tianhai Batu swallowed the wine in the Bronze Jue: "Although this person is not up to your level, it is not difficult to kill the wind demon holy sword. You should prepare early.

Although the wind demon holy sword is waste, but in the Wanlei Jedi, such cannon fodder is indispensable, he can't die."

(End of this chapter)