Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Just for a moment.

Screaming again and again.

Sixteen people fell to thirteen.

There are only three people left to stand.

Ula, Jiaohua and White Blood.

However, even they are surrounded by terrifying fire dragons and lava monsters, and have no time to attack Ling Xiao.

"Now, do you have any confidence to kill me?"

An indifferent smile appeared on Ling Xiao's face, and then he stepped out of the magic dragon phantom step, and immediately hit three punches, knocking down Ula, Jiaohua and white blood to the ground.

Immediately, he took the scorching hell.

It takes less than a minute from the beginning of the battle to the end of the battle.

All sixteen people were defeated and lost their fighting power.

This made Uula and others totally unaware.

The two groups of people hiding in the dark were even more shocked.

Involuntarily, the effect of dementia has become stronger.

Ling Xiao did not talk nonsense with these people. Although the battle here is not long, the scene is not bad. I believe those who have seen Yun Lan and Tuo Yunxiang have already seen it.

He had to get the magic spar as his own first.

Then use Dementor and Dementor to control these sixteen people.

When everything was over, Ling Xiao looked in one direction.

"Have you all hide."

He said this to Ula and others.

"Yes, Young Master!"

Ula and others also hid in hiding.

After a while, as expected, the people of the Tuo Yunxiang team arrived.

"You are late."

Ling Xiao looked at Tuoba Yunxiang and others lightly.

"Not late, even without the waste, the four of us are enough to kill you!"

Tuo Yunxiang said coldly.

"Really, it seems that everyone who wants to kill me will say so, but I have reminded you, kill me, and I will kill you too!"

Ling Xiao said coldly.

This topping Yunxiang is stronger than him, so the effect of dementing is not good, so he can only kill it.

"Let's talk nonsense, who kills who will soon know, you three, don't need to shoot first."

Tuoba Yunxiang intends to avenge himself.

And he doesn't think he is weaker than Ling Xiao.

Besides, Yunmo, Yungui and Yunya are forcibly improved by the power of devouring the shadow, but the actual combat power is not very good. If they join forces, they may drag him down.

"Well, since that's the case, then go ahead and I will give you a happy one!"

Ling Xiao put away the white jade flying dragon sword and took out two eight immortal swords.

Faced with Tuo Yunxiang, he does not intend to belittle the enemy.

"Remember, I will not take you lightly. The so-called lion beats rabbits with all their strength!

You should understand.

I’m not the fool of Gogul!"

Tuoba Yunxiang shook his body, and what appeared behind was actually a martial spirit completely different from the Tuoba family.

Not the cyan bull demon martial spirit, but a dark and weird martial spirit.

"This is the Wuhun, the ancestral martial arts soul of our family-the golden martial art soul!"

During the talk, the black metal instantly wrapped his body, and finally turned his skin into a color similar to Ula's.

Even the body shape seems to have grown a lot.

At the same time, the big knife in his hand seemed to be integrated into the martial spirit, and there was a feeling of unity of man and knife.

This is not the spiritual realm of the unity of man and knife, but the real unity of man and knife.

"Hunjin Wuhun? Really interesting Wuhun!"

Ling Xiao looked at Tuo Ba Yunxiang, which was really a pity.

This person does not have the stink problems of Tuoba Yunfan and Tuoba Jade, and he has not given up the ancestral martial arts spirit for other things and carried it forward.

In a sense, Tuoba Yunxiang's strength has long surpassed his grandpa Tuoba Fengdun.

Not only strength, but also vision.

"To be honest, I really don't want to kill you, but in this battle, I will respect you as much as possible!"

He will not exert his full strength, but he will show his strength as much as he can.

So that this extension Yun Xiang, even if he died in a battle, he can die in an upright manner.

In between, he has launched a volcanic war body.

The hot lava wrapped his whole body.

His skin seemed very oppressive as if it had become lava.

Even the two Eight Immortals Swords in their hands are wrapped in hot lava.

At the same time, among these lavas, there was even a thunderbolt constantly jumping.

This is the volcanic war body.

There is a thunder above, there is magma underneath, a perfectly integrated battle body.

With this volcanic war body, the transformation of the beast soul is not needed for the time being, otherwise it will feel a bit bullying.

"Don't you still have the beast soul transformed? Why not make it out? With this lava warfare body, do you want to defeat me too?"

Tuoba Yunxiang was a little bit embarrassed and angry. The joints of the whole body actually heard the strange sound of golden iron symphony.

"This is not a lava war body, but a volcanic war body, a general war body. If you know a general war body, you should understand that I did not underestimate you."

Ling Xiao said lightly.

"General level combat body? I have heard of it, okay, then try it out, is this general level combat body powerful, or is my powerful gold martial soul powerful."

Tuoba Yunxiang held a big sword in his hand. For a time, the horrible sword gas seemed to cut the world directly.

People's breathing is a little quick.

That horrible knife is really not covered.

"it is good!"

Above the two swords of Ling Xiao, the sword intention swallowed and collided with the sword intention in the void.

Then he stepped forward with his right foot.

The magic dragon phantom body method is displayed, and the body gallops out like an arrow away from the string.

In the blink of an eye, he was already approaching Tuo Yunxiang's qi range.

"I'm actually going to fight me, seeing you really don't want to live!"

Tuoba Yunxiang sneered, slashing with a big knife in his hand, and there was a clicking noise in the air.

As if the space had been torn directly by this knife.

The invisible sword gas even cut off the huge rocks around.

Feel the horrible sound of the blade breaking through the sky above the head.

Ling Xiao just smiled faintly.

The right-handed Eight Immortals sword was raised, and the crimson light and the purple-blue light were intertwined.

"What a violent force!"

Ling Xiao secretly said.

This terrible blow almost forced him to lie on the ground.

But it's just almost.

Ling Xiao's body is still in balance, although it is slightly bent, but everything is still in accordance with his plan.

The Eight Immortals Sword in the left hand suddenly burst out.

A strong sword gas, vomiting above the tip of the sword.

Shadow Sword Demon!

This trick, although not the strongest among Lingxiao's martial arts, is the most appropriate.

The power is good, and the release speed is fast.

With his current strength, this move can definitely hurt Tuoxiang, even kill him.

The horrible sword gas burst in the chest of Tuo Yun.

Then, he directly pierced Tuo Yunxiang's body.

As a result, Tuoba Yunxiang had to withdraw and retreat to avoid Ling Xiao's combo.

"No blood?"

Although this sword pierced Tuoba Yunxiang, it did not bleed.

This surprised Ling Xiao quite.

(End of this chapter)