Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"No matter what trick you do, it's useless!"

Hundred-eye Demon King Wu Long sneered, and suddenly hundreds of horrible insect feet appeared.

Wu Long, with six black wind inscriptions, naturally unblocked the outstanding martial arts moves.

Although I don't know what the move is, Ling Xiao is sure that this was obtained and unsealed from the ruins of the Thousand-footed God King.

Thousands of insect feet suddenly stretched, and at the same time stabbed Ling Xiao, like a arrow through the heart.

In the void, countless cracks were stabbed, and obviously this move was extremely powerful.

However, just before the thousand feet reached Ling Xiao, the original speed suddenly slowed down.

As if it were a snail crawling, it was almost unmovable.

"The Third Form of Chiyang Jianjue·Red Sun Vortex!"

Ling Xiao glanced indifferently at Wu Long, a hundred-eyed demon king. With him as the center, a sea of ​​flames intertwined with red sun formed.

The scary red flame spread for a few meters in length and burned the roots of the worms.

Seeing this, Wu Long could not help but stunned for a moment, and immediately said with a smile: "Hahaha, good boy, it seems that you also got a lot of good things. ."

He was originally unhappy with Ling Xiao, because Ling Xiao made him lose the bet.

But now, there is greed.

Ling Xiao's cultivation base was comparable to him, and he also got a magical move.

This is enough to show that Ling Xiao has multiple black wind inscriptions.

After killing Ling Xiao, his cultivation will inevitably be improved to a greater extent, and he will get more inscriptions on the black wind.

"Go die to me!"

Without a single blow, Wu Long was not discouraged.

With a rant, the mouth suddenly sucked.

Behind him, a huge millipede emerged.

The millipede, also known as the skewer of money, is faster than the centipede and its toxicity is not weak.

It seems that the thousand-footed god monarch is afraid that the thousand-footed insects have become human beings after practicing.

Unexpectedly, Wu Long learned about his martial arts.

Wu Long deserves to be one of the 13 top geniuses, and his talent and perception are really not worse than Ling Xiao.

When he sucked it, the ghost image of the millipede behind him also sucked up.

At that moment, Ling Xiao felt his body flew towards Wu Long involuntarily.

As if torn and pulled by an invisible force, the body is almost out of control.

"Carved insects, break me!"

Ling Xiao's face was cold, the wrath of ice suddenly plunged into the ground, and the tyrannical sword gas flew everywhere.

Rumble!

After the continuous blasting sound, the powerful suction force was finally completely shattered.

Even Wu Long, the hundred-eye demon king, stepped back a few steps in a row.

"Wu Long, outside, I may not be your opponent, but here to provoke me, you really want to die!"

Black wind escape!

Ling Xiao suddenly turned into a black air, and killed Wu Long.

Clay figurines also have a three-pointer.

Not to mention his Lingxiao, the fire is not small.

Since Wu Long, the hundred-eyes demon king, is going to die, he will succeed the other party.

Outside, he is not the opponent of this guy, he must admit.

But in this, Wu Long, the Demon King's strength, is comparable to him, and he has no fear at all.

Even without the power of the Empress Dowager, he has 50% certainty to kill it!

"So fast!"

Seeing Ling Xiao breaking through the air, Wu Long was even more angry.

This Ling Xiao was not obediently lying and killed by him, but even dared to fight back, which made him not angry.

"Thousand-footed Shadow Fist!"

Wu Long roared loudly, his fists burst out again and again.

It turned into thousands of fist shadows, completely wrapped in front of her, airtight.

This fist shadow is extremely powerful, but the fist wind has shattered the nearby rocks and turned it into powder, and the scene can be described as a mess.

In the dark wind, a smile appeared on Ling Xiao's face.

The sword in his hand is still slow.

It's just a lot faster than the third form of Chiyang Jianjue.

"The First Form of Chiyang Jianjue·Day dawn!"

The rising sun is not fast.

However, the moment he rose, the light reached Xuanjie.

This is the horror of dawn.

Ling Xiao's sword lifted slightly, as if a round of rising sun.

It seems so slow.

However, after the blink of an eye, the sword light suddenly seemed to cross the limit of time and space and suddenly appeared before Wu Long's heart.

It's not fast, it's kind of weird!

Weird to ultimate swordsmanship!

The speed of the sword is almost mysterious. Mastering this kind of sword, it is said that it is the Chiyang sword tactic. Even other moves can be displayed with this kind of mood, which definitely makes the opponent undefeated.

Because the sword technique is too weird, because the sword light arrives instantly.

Even the Hundred Eyes Demon King, there is no possibility that this terrible blow will not be opened at all in an instant.

All he can do is squint sideways, using his synthesized jade intermediate martial arts to dodge.

However, although the key was avoided, the sword still penetrated Wu Long's body, leaving a clearly visible blood hole above his body.

This sword made Wu Long furious.

On his face, the meaning of Sen Han covered like frost.

His killing intentions spewed out of his body, blowing the nearby black wind aside.

Ling Xiao's sword is too weird.

Including the extremely slow sword before, it made him feel at a loss.

This guy is terrible.

If this fellow is allowed to continue to live, then surpass him with his talent and savvy, for fear that it will be something that can be done soon.

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

In order to assassinate the Hundred Eyes Demon King, Ling Xiao also hit several punches on his body, and then pulled out the Ice Fury, and his figure turned away.

This Wu Long's understanding of martial arts is much more powerful than that of the normal snake. Even with the protection of the body of the Profound Realm, he still feels his blood rising.

If there is no body of Xuanjie, he must be injured, although this injury must be lighter than Wu Long.

But the situation of losing both sides cannot be changed.

"Bah! A devil with a hundred eyes, really powerful, this sword failed to kill you."

Ling Xiao quenched a bloody spit and looked at Wu Long with a smile: "But this sword, you don't feel well, or stop here, otherwise continue to stand, I am afraid that other fishermen will benefit."

He believes that his ability is enough to kill Wu Long, but the cost of killing Wu Long is not expected to be small.

That is not what he wants to see.

It is still a long time from the end of the blood war in purgatory. It is equally important to maintain sufficient combat effectiveness.

It is totally unwise to find such a powerful opponent to fight from the beginning.

It can even be said to be stupid.

"Hurt me, do you still want to live?"

It is a pity that he thought that Wu Long could not control his anger.

"Go die to me!"

A terrifying anger erupted from Wu Long's body, and then this guy flashed into Ling Xiao.

There is no choice to retreat, but to directly bully himself, this is exactly what I intend to desperately look like.

Perhaps it was the arrogant breath and anger that left the top genius confused.

(End of this chapter)